Half-elf Notebook

Ina Shang couldn't do what Shuxi and Doyle did, to directly outline or even print magic circles on the fur with ink.

Understanding the texture of leather and fur and the ink penetration rate is something that must be done before preparation.

When drawing magic scrolls above level three, the lines and runes are quite compact.

As long as one part is stuck together, the scroll will be lost.

And now, Ina felt that the rock wall was too flat.

This is not about the feel of it.

Compared with artificially painted or polished stones, it can only be described as prickly.

It is not uncommon in nature for rocks to become smooth after being washed by rain.

What surprised her was that... it was clearly a wall formed by collapse and cutting off.

But there was not even a single protrusion.

You have to know that humans cannot do this with stones chiseled with chisels, and the cross-section must be roughly polished afterwards.

Apart from that, there are no holes on it, just slight dents at most.

It's like... a wall paved with alchemical cement... but is there really any alchemical material that can withstand the erosion of thousands or tens of thousands of years?

Ina had to admit that this was a ridiculous idea.

Suppose there really was such a kingdom that controlled this level of creation...

No, even if it was just the final research result of a certain magician group's alchemy workshop, the technology of its creator was beyond the imagination of the kingdom's court magicians.

This is far beyond the reach of magic mine lamps, force heaters, or even magic items and magic cannons.

Only the genius wizard who invented the fixed space magic array can compare with them.

"found it!"

A shout brought Ina's thoughts back from their wandering thoughts.

She was stunned.

She saw Rick walking over there, and Mitaokol passing her from behind.

He immediately gave up the idea in his mind and followed.

There's no point thinking too much about things you don't understand.

Perhaps this is indeed a piece of alchemical creation, but it is certainly not of high value.

Otherwise it wouldn't have been abandoned here.

And the next second after she felt confused, she used the strengthening spell.

I went deep into it and analyzed the materials.

It’s just ordinary stone...no different from the soil, rocks, and gravel in these vast mountains.

Ina believed that if she cut off a piece and went back to study it, she would probably come to the same conclusion.

There is indeed a mark on Xilia's side.

Two shallow scratches made by metal objects intersect to form a cross engraved on the rather hard rock wall.

The position was neither too high nor too low, just slightly higher than Xilia's shoulders and Ina's earlobes.

It is the position where the human body is convenient for exerting force.

A layer of dust has accumulated in the shallow cross ditch, and a little green has sprouted.

But there is no doubt that they are traces left by humans.

Rather, it is normal for the expected changes to occur under the influence of time and nature.

But Ina was inexplicably disappointed.

She also thought that the silver rock wall would undergo changes in properties such as self-repair.

Now it seems that this may really be just an ordinary rock that has become flat after being washed by years of rain.

Celia and Mitaokel ​​were filled with joy.

One was to feel fortunate that he was able to fulfill his promise to the West family and repay part of his debt.

One is to be happy for his childhood sweetheart.

"Okay, kids."

Rick opened the pocket watch he carried with him and looked at the time indicated by the hour and minute hands:

"It's 1:33 now. We have to hurry. The forest in the direction of the sun is not big, but it's definitely not small either. We have to find the flower field before dark."

The sunset time in winter is very early, and it is not much different in late autumn, roughly between five and six o'clock.

Until then, it’s best to reach your destination.

But if nothing is found, the team will need to find an open space before 4:30, build a campsite and light a campfire for tonight.

It is common for the temperature to drop below zero at night.

In addition, due to the blocking of mountains, the biting cold wind can easily reduce the perceived temperature to minus ten degrees Celsius or even more.

Xilia and Mitaokol are just ordinary people, and even if they have some warm clothes, it will be difficult for them.

A clear stream flowed out from some cave in the mountains and flowed under the stone bridge under the feet of the four people.

Mitaokol felt the hard touch through the soles of his feet in disbelief.

Just a dozen seconds ago, there was no bridge over the stream. There were only the banks of the stream and the wet or dry sand on both sides.

It was just built.

The whole process takes only thirty seconds, like a miracle of nature.

Even walking on it, he still felt it was so unrealistic.

Mitaokol had already prepared to wade across the river and light a fire on the other side to dry his shoes and pants. It would take some time, but there was nothing he could do.

Until he was stopped by the spell recited by Ina, he watched the surging mud and quicksand-like sand connecting the two sides of the river and solidifying into a stone bridge built on it.

He knew it was magic.

I still can't help but marvel at this extraordinary magic and convenience.

Normally, even if the construction materials and drawings are prepared in advance, it will take several skilled workers several days, or even a week or half a month to complete the construction.

Mitaokel ​​couldn't help but glance at Xilia.

The other party also looked surprised and awed.

With this ability... why would we need stonemasons, carpenters, and workers who make stone bricks? Maybe even blacksmiths are not needed. We only need some craftsmen who can do fine processing and carve exquisite patterns...

Mitaokel ​​couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

But then he realized his own impoliteness and jealousy, and soon put them out of his mind.

After all, the reality is that in the city, stonemasons, carpenters, and blacksmiths still have their own jobs.

Tens of thousands of practitioners still exist throughout the kingdom.

Magicians can indeed do these things, and these are indeed a source of income for magicians.

However, what Mitaokal did not take into account was that the self-important official magicians would rarely take the initiative to lower themselves and engage in hard work that only earned a few dozen gold coins a year.

Unless absolutely necessary.

Moreover, Yi-na seems to be taking it lightly.

In fact, what was cast was a genuine third-level earth element magic!

Otherwise, tons of sand and soil would not be available for her to control like a rising beast.

The weight and size of this move was enough to drain the magic power of a mid-level formal magician, causing him to faint on the spot.

After passing through the woods, the four people's vision suddenly became clear.

It was an open space with no trees. Although the terrain extended slightly downward, it was still relatively flat.

If Ina guessed correctly, this was the flower field that Shiriya was referring to.

——Even right before my eyes, there is not a single pistil.