Flame"Can you clearly describe what happened when the mine collapsed? " Roland asked.Anna nodded and began talking.Roland was surprised because he expected her to stay silent or to angrily curse at him, but she responded to all of his questions cooperatively.It wasn't a complicated story.Anna's father was a miner and was working when the mine collapsed. Immediately after they heard about the accident,Anna and the other miners'families went to rescue their loved ones. The North Slope Mine area was rumored to be an abandoned monster lair with many forked pathways extending in all directions.Since the volunteers were all acting on their own accord, they separated at the mine entryway,and only Anna's neighbors Susan and Ansgar were by her side when she found her father.Her father's leg was crushed under a cart filled with ore,rendering him motionless, but at his side was another miner patting him down for money.When the looter saw them, he rushed at Ansgar with a pick and knocked h
Reasons"The Second Law of Thermodynamics: Heat can never pass from a colder to a warmer body without causing other effects, or it is impossible to convert heat from a single source into work without causing other effects, or entropy always increases in an irreversible heat reaction."Roland carefully wrote this down using the language of this world. At a glance, the text resembled a moving earthworm, and he really didn't understand how the locals could learn so many complicated characters.If asked which of the physical laws was the most depressing,Roland would definitely choose the second law of thermodynamics. It states that heat will always pass from high to low temperatures, thus adding chaos to order and increasing entropy. Eventually,everything will become nothing and the universe will become morbidly silent.Somehow, this world was exempt from the issue of increasing entropy. It could produce magic power out of nothing, which was much more impressive than a perpetua
Begin TrainingIn the rear castle gardens stood a single cottage, surrounded by a wooden fence. The cottage was built out of clay bricks and the ground was filled with loess, a mixture of sand, silt and clay. There was also a pond in front of the cottage with a circumference of roughly nine and a half yards and with the pond filled with an appropriate amount of river water, this environment was not only difficult to burn but also had a certain manufactured feel, it seemed to be taken right out of a dream. Piled atop the ground were several iron ingots, these came from the blacksmith and were placed there by Carter.The pond was very charming,Roland had immediately taken a fancy to this place, but as for a laboratory, this place was still too crude. Roland shook his head,realizing that using some random materials and having them build a perfect lab was not possible. If he could find a suitable place in the future and collected all the resources, he would get Barov to start making him a
Shall weThe fire rose up from under her feet but soon faded away.This was already her twenty-third attempt.And she had failed again.On Anna's forehead beads of sweat constantly arose, but she just used the back of her hand to swipe them away, and the crackling sound of rising flames immediately sounded out again.With no stops to rest, the end of an exercise was followed by the start of the next one. The witch uniform lied at the side, neatly folded, If Anna had not insisted on doing so, her new uniform would have already been burned to ashes.Fortunately, with Roland's identity as the 4th prince,getting a few spare robes for her to use was not difficult. He had his maid Tyre deliver a whole bucket of robes, gathered by the maids for Anna to use.The twenty-fourth practice had finally been effective, the flame was no longer rising from her feet. Instead, it appeared on her hand. She gingerly moved her arm, to try and have the flame go to her fingertips, but the flame suddenly shook
The DemonsIf Roland wanted to develop his territory well, he had to build strong roots in this place. Even though this land was a wasteland it could be easily reclaimed, when the territory was too small it could be expanded outwards, but all talk was useless if the people weren't willing to stay.If they could be forced to abandon a plot of land at any time,then who would be willing to purchase it? Who would want to improve its production?After the assistant minister left,Roland called in Knight Commander Carter and ordered, “Assemble your men,go and find some of the local guards, hunters and farmers,they must have lived here for more than five years, and experienced the Months of the Demons. If there is someone who can fight it would be even better."After the knight saluted and left,Roland rubbed his forehead,continuing to look at the data compiled by the Assistant Minister.The main exports of the border town were from mining and hunting, and the bulk of the imports were food it
Rally up"Not many, Your Highness,"the hunter replied. “During every Months of the Demons there will only appear two to three mixed species demons,otherwise Longsong Stronghold would be in huge trouble."“Well, you seem to be very observant, " Roland ordered the man to stand up and asked,“what's your name? You don't look like a man from my Kingdom of Graycastle.""Half of my lineage hails from the Mojin Clan, the townspeople call me Iron Axe."Mojin Clan, the people from the Shamin Kingdom, located southwest of the barren lands,it was said that they were the descendants of giants. Roland searched within his brain for any memories related to the Mojin Clan and realized that Iron Axe did not use the name his clan called him by, rather using the name given by the people of Border Town, and apparently he did not want to have a relationship with the Shamin Kingdom. As for why,since it was obvious that he was from the southwestern border of the desolate lands, he estimated, that there wer
The StonemasonThe weather had been bad all week, and the sky was always gray. Karl van Bate's mood was just like the weather: gloomy to the extreme.As he walked down the wet stone street, people greeted him from time to time-Karl ran a school in this town. Unlike the Kingdom of Graycastle, where only the children of noble could go to school, here he taught r the children of ordinary people.Therefore, he had a very high reputation in Border Town. "Hey,Mr. van Bate, good morning. ""Sir, is my son doing all right?""When are you free, Karl? Let's go fishing together."Usually, Karl would always smile and respond to them, but today he just nodded, never saying a word.He had just witnessed Anna's hanging, so in his eyes there was a crack in the once-perfect world-or this crack had begun to form since his departing from Graycastle, but he deliberately turned a blind eye.He used his busy work to numb himself, and to a certain extent,he even used the innocent smile of the students to mend
MeetingCaen, Isona, and Dion gazed at the screen, wondering what Vega had to show them when a video started playing.In the video, a young silver-haired boy could be seen. The boy only looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old at most. The boy was wearing a basic robe, lying on a bed. Machines were connected to him.They observed the video and noticed how the boy seemed like he was being tortured. There were three more people in the room that looked like scientists. The video ended as the boy stopped moving as if he was dead. The Scientists left the room. Some maids came, wrapped the boy in sheets, and carried him outside.Vega removed his hand from the screen as the video ended. Gazing back at his people, he calmly asked,"What did you think about that video?""What was that video? Some scientists doing experiments on a kid, or was it torture?" Caen asked.He continued,"We already know humans are cruel. Nothing new. Why should we care if a kid was killed? Unless... There's someth