I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 364 Flying Serpent Dragon

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As Falfolk and Rhodes were talking, a servant who served the wizard apprentices brought forward a long wooden box.

The wizard apprentices were responsible for inscribing the runes, while ordinary people were the ones who wrapped the sword hilt with leather straps and put on leather sheaths.

Falfolk picked up a finished enchanted longsword and showed it to Rhodes: "Just as you said before, the rune gold pieces are inlaid in the grooves."

"The sword has no runes, but it still has an enchanted effect."

Falfolk handed the sword to Rhodes, adding, "The enchantment effect is exceptional sharpness."

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded slightly, took the sword with one hand, and turned to walk to the dummy where the sword was being tested.

The dummy was the skeleton of a silver skeleton. Rhodes swung his sword forcefully, severing half of the skeleton's left arm.

The enchantment effect of this sword is similar to that of the Finely Forged Blade, and it is sufficient for equipping ordinary troops.

Rhodes handed the sword to his servant and asked Falfolk, "Can a sword only have one enchantment effect?"

"Yes."

Falfolk replied, "These were all forged by the master blacksmiths in the royal blacksmith shop; otherwise, it would be very difficult to enchant ordinary iron."

"Then we'll have to use better materials?" Rhodes asked.

"Yes."

Falfolk nodded. "If you have black steel, the enchantment effects can reach two or even three."

"To deal with those undead, it would be best to have magical attacks. Is there such an enchantment?" Rhodes asked.

"Yes, for example, basic Burning Enchantment and basic Freezing Enchantment."

Falfolk explained, "But the chance of triggering is very low, maybe five percent, so it can't be considered the first choice for enchantment."

"Well, you're right."

Rhodes pondered for a moment, then turned to the guard, Cerf, and said, "Have Fischl send over the list of mineral veins recently discovered by the demon hunter team."

After the fox-woman Fischer arrived, she began to accept work from the Empire, mainly responsible for organizing and recording the resources of various towns.

Previously, each nobleman managed their own territory, but now this information must be reported to the empire, and mining will be gradually unified.

"Yes, my lord."

Cerf ran out quickly to relay the order.

Rhodes turned and sat down at the long table next to him. Falfolk had a servant make tea and followed Rhodes.

“Sit down, Falfolk, there’s no need for us to be so formal.”

Rhodes smiled and said, "Here, we are all spellcasters, focusing on knowledge and magic."

Falfolk nodded and sat down next to Rod.

“Farfunk, you said these wizarding apprentices were inscribing runes,”

Rhodes watched the working wizard apprentices and asked, "What's the most important thing?"

Falfolk thought about it carefully and replied, "Stable magic power, precise rune patterns."

This answer was pretty much what Rod had expected, and Rod nodded thoughtfully.

"Can we make something to help them improve their efficiency?" Rhodes asked.

"This one……"

Falfolk watched his apprentices, lost in thought.

After a moment, Falfolk tentatively suggested, "How about making some magical trinkets that can help them concentrate?"

"Those magical ornaments still only enhance themselves; the threshold for engraving runes has not been lowered."

Rhodes shook his head slightly, then asked, "Can a silver carving knife be made into magical items?"

"As long as the user's mental energy is activated, the carving knife will output a stable amount of magic power."

"Can this kind of magical item be made?" Rhodes asked.

"This……"

Falfolk was somewhat stunned.

Rod's words suddenly changed the situation.

He had already realized that if magic power could be output stably, then anyone familiar with runes could inscribe runes.

You don't even need to be a wizard apprentice; all you need is enough mental strength.

Wizard apprentices are rare, but the Empire has many skilled craftsmen who excel at carving!
"Farfunk, can it be made?" Rhodes pressed.

"Yes, a very simple magic transfer rune..."

Falfolk swallowed hard and said, "But some enchanted runes require different levels of magical power..."

"Can the magic power required for these enchanted runes be categorized?"

Rhodes asked without hesitation: "For example, a classification of three units of magic power for level one, six units of magic power for level two, and nine units of magic power for level three."

"It can be categorized; the magic power of many enchanted runes is within a certain range,"

Falfolk nodded, confirming, "The method you described can cover it."

While the enchantments produced in that way may not be of high quality, they are perfectly usable.

"Then it's simple, isn't it?"

Rhodes said with a smile, "We will classify the magical output of the carving knives so that wizard apprentices can use them as needed."

Falfolk wasn't stupid; the idea of ​​classifying the magic output of the carving knife had already entered his mind when Rhodes proposed the classification.

Moreover, it's not difficult to make; the simplest way is to adjust the number of activated magic crystals.

Falfolk, however, instinctively resisted.

It feels like once that kind of magic carving knife was created, the barrier to entry for enchanting became exceptionally low.

Of course, Falfolk wouldn't be foolish enough to say such a thing.

Because for Rhodes's goals, doing so is the most correct choice.

"Lord Rhodes, you are truly incredibly creative."

Falfolk took a deep breath and slowly asked, "How did you come up with all this?"

"Isn't this very simple?"

Rod smiled and said, "One of the biggest differences between us and animals is that we have to learn to use tools to improve efficiency."

Rhodes's words sound simple, but they actually represent two completely different ways of thinking.

People in this era are all "fighting their own battles," used to closing the door and doing their own thing, and knowledge and resources are monopolized.

It's not just spellcasters; even ordinary craftsmen's skills are passed down from master to apprentice, often reflecting individuality and innovation.

Rhodes, on the other hand, has an industrial mindset, where collaboration and efficiency are paramount.

Industrial products and processes should be standardized to reduce costs and complexity.

As for individuality and innovation, the research institute under Rhodes' command will naturally take care of that.

Rhodes had more ideas he hadn't yet shared.

In my past life, there was a machine specifically designed for carving. As long as a stable supply of magic power was provided, the machine would be more precise than any human hand.

However, the current circumstances don't allow it, so Rhodes didn't say it.

It's not too late to bring it up after Zoya and Sainda have finished learning all the knowledge of the Mechanical School in the Abyss Wizard Tower.

"Then you can handle the matter of the magic engraving knife, Falfolk, so that the enchanting factory can be set up more quickly."

Rod instructed, "Produce a design plan as soon as possible. You can provide any materials you need."

“Okay, I’ll gather people to discuss this in a bit.” Falfolk nodded.

Just as the two were talking, the guard led Fischl in quickly.

Fischer held the booklet, his animal ears swaying slightly with each step.

Two boxes followed behind by guards.

"Lord Lord."

Fischer bowed respectfully, her face alluring, and presented the booklet to Rhodes with both hands.

"Sir, this is the record sheet for the special mineral vein you requested."

Rhodes nodded slightly and asked, "Are there any black steel veins?" "Yes, sir."

Fischer opened the booklet, flipped through a few pages, and read aloud: "On October 17th, the 13th Squad discovered a special mineral vein in the Wild Boar Forest of the Eastern Province. After identification by Lusen, it was confirmed to be deep iron, also known as black steel."

"The eastern provinces are a bit far from here."

Rhodes asked, "Are there any places closer?"

"No more, my lord."

Fischer shook his head slightly, then turned to the box and said, "Inside are samples sent back by the Demon Hunter team. They are all newly sent and come from the southern province. They haven't been identified yet."

Rhodes turned to Falfolk, "Take a look and see if you have any black steel. Also, appraise the others while you're at it."

"Ok."

Falfolk strode forward and immediately took out a piece of ore to examine it closely.

The ores were wrapped in cloth bags, with information about their origin attached inside.

Following Rhodes's instructions, Falfolk examined each of the ores.

When he received the third piece, he turned around and said, "Your Grace, this is black steel ore."

The ore in Falfolk's hand was as black as coal, with a metallic sheen on its surface.

"This black steel is harder than ordinary steel and can resist high temperatures and corrosion."

With excitement in his eyes, Falfolk explained, "It also has a slight affinity for magic, so the swords forged from it can have at least two enchantments."

Rod stepped forward, picked it up, and weighed it in his hand.

It feels heavier and denser than regular iron ore.

"Which is better, it or the Sea-Patterned Magic Iron?" Rhodes asked.

“Then the Sea-Patterned Magic Iron is naturally better, Your Grace.”

Falfolk said without hesitation, "After being infused with magic, the Seaweed Iron becomes a true magical metal with complete magical conductivity."

"Although longswords forged from sea-patterned magic steel can only be enchanted with a maximum of three types, their potential is completely different."

Falfolk added, "Sea Wing Felsteel can be used to craft magical trinkets directly."

"Yes, I remember Vivian telling me that before."

Rhodes nodded, then drew his Ashbringer and handed it to Falfolk. "So my sword can have two more enchantments?"

Falfolk took the sword with both hands, pressed his eyes against it, and examined it closely.
"A very well-balanced enchantment, every line is exquisitely crafted..."

Falfolk looked at Rhodes in surprise, "You have such a powerful rune engraver under your command?"

"No."

Rhodes smiled and said, "If I had it, I would definitely introduce it to you, but the enchantment on it comes from the talent of an alien race."

"Well, that's amazing."

Falfolk was slightly disappointed, then said, "Your Ashbringer has two enchantments: one is the Sharpness enchantment, and the other is related to fire."

Rhodes knew of two enchantments: one was Finely Forged Edge, and the other was Tempered by the Flames of the Yak People.

"If you want to enchant again, it will probably only be related to the material, such as toughness."

Falfolk looked down at Ashbringer again, then handed it back to Rhodes, saying...

"The sea-patterned magic steel used to forge this sword is of very high quality; in addition to enchanting it, it can also be inlaid with gems."

"That's a good idea. Help me develop the design when you have time."

Rhodes took the Ashbringer and handed it to Vivian, then turned to look at Fischer.
Where is this mineral vein?

“The southern province, a rugged mountain forest, is about a hundred miles from here,” Fischer replied.

"Then let's mine this."

Rhodes instructed, "Have Atreus find some slaves, and then Hammer will be in charge."

"Farfunk, you go and coordinate with Hammer."

Rhodes turned to Falfolk, “The ore mined from this black steel vein will be used specifically for forging enchanted equipment.”

While it can't compare to the Sea Pattern Magic Iron, it's sufficient for the equipment of an ordinary soldier.

"Remember to keep good records," Rod reminded her.

These things should have been Makuru's responsibility, but he's not here right now, so I can only make a record of them.

"Yes, Your Grace."

Falfolk nodded in response.

After arranging the affairs of the enchanting factory, Rhodes did not linger and left the courtyard with Vivian.

Before they even reached the palace, Linda hurriedly caught up with them.

Rod stopped and turned to wait for Linda to catch up.

"what happened?"

Linda hurriedly bowed, "You're finally back."

"The demon hunter team has sent back news that they have discovered traces of a flying serpent dragon on a cliff on the southern coast."

Linda reported earnestly, "Like wyverns, they contain a little bit of true dragon blood in their bodies."

The so-called flying serpent dragon is a flying serpent with two wings.

They also don't possess magic, but their tail stingers can unleash poisonous needles.

As soon as the demon hunter team began their mission, Rhode ordered that no one should act rashly upon discovering dragon-like creatures, and that they should report it immediately.

Other monsters, whether alive or dead, have little difference in value.

But for dragons, being alive is of greater value.

"very good."

A hint of joy appeared on Rhodes' face as he ordered, "Have the Demon Hunter team quickly proceed to the Flying Serpent Dragon's habitat and await orders. Vivian and I will follow shortly."

In Rhodes's opinion, the creatures inhabiting that coastline were not flying serpent dragons.

Instead, they are dragons that can breathe fire like frost and thunder.

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The sea breeze rises from the deep blue sea, carrying waves that repeatedly crash against the rocks below the cliffs.

The splashing white foam shimmered in the afterglow of the setting sun, like shattered gold flakes scattered on the sea.

Black Flame and Frost broke through the clouds one after another, rapidly approaching the cliffs on the coast.

Soon, a strange sound came from the shore.

It was piercing, thin, and had a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.

This is definitely not the cry of a seabird.

Rhode, sitting on Black Flame's back, gazed ahead.

Four flying serpent dragons, one large and three small, rose and fell on the sea below the cliff, constantly pulling out sea fish from it.

The Flying Serpent Dragon has a thin and frail body, and is only a little over three meters long.

Its wings also looked thinner than those of a regular dragon.

But the Flying Serpent Dragon is not weak.

When hunting, it flaps its wings in the air, its body arched in mid-air, its muscles taut, looking full of explosive power.

Their tails have a barbed, venomous stinger with a ghostly green tip.

"Black Flame, go down."

At Rhodes' command, Black Flame swooped down toward the coast, followed closely by Frost.

The largest flying serpent dragon was the first to notice the presence of the black flames and immediately screamed and distanced itself.

The other three smaller flying serpent dragons quickly realized the danger and fled away.

As dragon beasts, they instinctively fear beings like Black Flame.

But their inherent territorial instincts make them unwilling to leave easily.

Especially the adult flying serpent dragon, its vertical pupils fixed on the massive intruder Black Flame, eager to make a move.

(End of this chapter)