The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 168: Short-sighted people and special training

"...can the spell work?"

Annan frowned, realizing that the problem was getting serious.

His expression also became serious.

"Which curse are you talking about?"

Just in case, Annan asked.

He still held a trace of luck in his heart.

If it is really that curse, then this is not as simple as a rebellion by the local nobles...

But Vasika's answer completely eliminated Annan's luck: "It's the curse you know. The legendary 'Holy Grail', 'Fountain of Youth', and 'Fountain of Youth' are taboos from the elves. Technology——Use the 'blood of the world' pumped out from the curse cellar. The power of creation that can almost make your wishes come true..."

Hearing the word curse cellar, Annan was finally able to confirm it.

"But how dare they..."

"Why don't they dare?"

Vashika Rasputin sneered and interrupted Annan: "Short-sighted and selfish. For them, protecting their own wealth and power is the highest purpose and the fundamental motivation for all actions... …

"Not to mention that using the blood of the world will cause the gray mist to be further strengthened... They hope that the Great Barrier will be further suppressed, and it is best to stay away from them. In this way, they can independently support the Great Barrier, and there will be Qualified to become an existence on the same level as the Principality of Winter.

"If enough curse energy can be extracted, it is not impossible to fight against the True God... Even if the world becomes riddled with holes and will be shattered in a few hundred years, it will have nothing to do with them."

At this point, Wasika's eyes became gloomy: "Speaking of this. I even suspect that the gray fog concentration has increased abnormally recently, I'm afraid..."

"You mean, someone started using spells again?"

"It is not impossible. Generally speaking, the shrinkage rate of the Great Barrier will not exceed five meters per year. But since last year, this number has suddenly increased significantly."

The brown-haired cat girl who gave people a strong sense of asymmetry nodded heavily: "I think the biggest possibility is the United Kingdom. The old and frail King Denisoya, and the old royal family of the Field Islands ', all have this motive."

Indeed.

The warnings of our ancestors are too far away for today's people. Compared with the many miraculous deeds that mantras can accomplish, its side effects are almost negligible to individuals.

For the short-lived species, the cost is much less than that of the elves.

Before the elves and centaurs arrived in Aserland, the technology in Aserland was roughly equivalent to that of the early Middle Ages on Earth. They have no protection from gods, and the survival rate of extraordinary beings without the ability to carry objects is extremely low, and they have no understanding of magic at all... There are only a handful of ancient ritual masters who use incomplete, barbaric, and extremely inefficient ritual power.

At that time, to the Yasselans, the gray fog was a light curse that could be dispelled by the simplest ritual of "lighting a lamp and clapping your hands."

It is precisely because of the abuse of spell energy by the elves that the concentration of gray fog has increased rapidly. It wasn't until it caused obvious damage to the bodies of the elves that a large barrier was established based on the twenty-four wizard towers.

The ban on curse energy was already at the end of the Third Age.

From the end of the Second Age to the end of the Third Age... in less than a thousand years, the outside world was filled with thick fog that extraordinary people could never pass through.

"If it is a curse that can push the Great Barrier of Winter to shrink inwards... the scale of the extraction of the curse energy cannot be that small."

Annan replied immediately.

This determines that even if someone steals the magic power, it is definitely not an individual act.

Considering that in the past few months, no one has suddenly photographed a cursed energy difference machine or a cursed energy spacecraft, it is not like it was secretly used by some country to develop technology.

...something's not right.

Annan quickly realized the problem.

"You want to say that the efficiency is wrong... right."

Just looking at Annan's eyes, Wasika guessed what he was going to say.

"Yes," Annan nodded lightly, "If the curse cellar is really restarted, within a few months...it should have extracted enough curse energy for whatever it is that is to be done. ”

The simplest use of spell power can support the consumption of a prosperous city.

Reaping crops in seconds, rapidly reproducing animals, greatly extending life spans...all kinds of miracles that are like suddenly gaining money can all be easily accomplished using spells.

The curse energy can only be stored in the curse cellar.

——Because the curse energy is the blood of the world.

If the curse cellar is leaked without causing a violent explosion, then the curse energy will be immediately returned to the world itself even if it only comes into contact with the air.

Because "air" is also part of this world.

Only in a curse cellar with an environment similar to that of another world, can curse energy be stored stably.

But the reality is that no one has come up with any big bang that spans the ages.

It seemed like only the curse cellar was spinning.

Why is this...

Annan thought for a while.

He turned around and asked: "Those guys from the Northern Alliance...where did they get the curse technology?"

"Technically, they haven't gotten it yet. That's why we're here chatting."

Wasika corrected.

"But you said before..."

"They have not reached a unified opinion yet. But sooner or later someone will be unable to bear it. Because in Wrangel Province, there is a [specimen storage library].

"Although in principle, the elves should have destroyed all magic technology... But just like these short-sighted nobles, there are also fools among the elves."

Wasika frowned: "The [Specimen Storage Vault] in Wrangel Province has the technology to create a curse cellar. And it was brought out directly by a Frost Whisperer.

"I even suspect that some of them have begun to secretly create curse cellars in their own territory."

This is indeed something they can do.

Annan nodded.

I also realized the seriousness of the problem.

"I'm afraid our meeting will end here."

Annan turned and glanced at the three people on the ground on the first floor, then looked at Vasika: "I have to contact the Hand of Winter and take them away for torture."

The hard and dirty work of torture was naturally not Annan’s turn.

Similarly, he does not need to find a way to get rid of these people - that is a problem that the Hand of Winter needs to consider.

If it were not for the fact that the players have little experience in this area, and considering that there are still some minors among the players, and the impact needs to be paid attention to, Annan would actually like to find a few players to come over and practice...

But Annan still remembered Ivan’s reminder.

Although I don’t know why... Ivan reminded him that when talking to the Rasputin family, he should try to take the absolute initiative.

According to Annan's speculation, this seems to be related to the great spell mastered by the Duke of Winter.

Because Vasika did not try to give Annan power or have any evil intentions, Ivan's warning was temporarily useless.

But it seems that it can be reversed and used a little bit...

Wasika didn’t know what Annan was thinking.

She just glanced at the three people: "I will watch them for you. Although I don't think you can ask anything... but it's okay. ~IndoMTL.com~ In addition, Mr. Vasika ."

Annan suddenly interrupted.

"There is no need to be so distant from me, Your Majesty. Just tell me what you have to say."

Catwoman just chuckled: "When you succeed to the throne, I will be your palace ritualist."

"I do have something to trouble you with."

Annan looked at Vasika with a smile: "I have a group of very loyal and trustworthy... I mean, young people who are absolutely loyal to me personally.

"They are restricted by special spells. They will not die even if they fail in the ritual, and their brains are also very good."

"You mean..."

Wasika asked tentatively.

"As for the Rasputin family, is it not convenient for them to come... for a little further education? We can discuss the specific compensation in detail later."

Annan, who was smiling softly, looked like a cunning white fox cub.

Wasika didn’t know why, but the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"Okay. I don't need any reward, I can even give you a gift."

She easily agreed to Annan's request: "The only requirement is that anyone who learns our family's rituals must have the word [Rasputin] in their name.

"Of course, they may not come until next month. Because I will turn into a cat soon...you will not understand what I am saying."

Become a cat?

Annan thought of a certain person...no, a certain cat.

"As long as there is a translator who can communicate with cats, there will be no problem."

Annan replied.

On the other side, the players who are carrying out the "Adventure on the Boat" activity underground have not yet learned that Annan has arranged a wave of great benefits for them.

However, their search for Captain Selicia in the Stone has yielded some new results.