Chapter 46: The Law Master

  Mo Yan has always been curious about magic, after all, as a person from a scientific world, magic only appears in legends. The alchemy of turning stones into gold, the forbidden technique of summoning meteorites to wash the earth, and the short-distance instant movement technique, these legendary magics make Mo Yan very interested. If possible, Mo Yan hopes to use his own mysterious power to exchange for the magic of 30 million little yellow books.

  But the fact was that Mo Yan was very disappointed, he had no chance to cast magic. In Vivian's words, Mo Yan's magical resistance made the magical spirits, which were the foundation of magic, averse to him. The fatal weakness of being unable to communicate with magical spirits doomed Mo Yan to have nothing to do with magic.

  The Sart people are also tragic, as they are not rejected by the magical spirits, but nor do they draw near to them. Their worship of the war god makes their bodies strong, but it also makes them inherently unable to get close to magic. And because of Elan's special circumstances, there are almost no magicians willing to come here, and the monsters that use magic are mostly low-level things that can't cause much harm.

  In the eyes of the Sault people, magic had become an empty and flashy thing. Although it looked very powerful, its actual lethality was also limited, and as long as one had a nimble body to dodge those spells, it wasn't impossible to avoid them.

  It was precisely because of this that when Mo Yan sent people to post recruitment notices for mages in various cities, all the people of Sart saw a big joke, because Eran had no mages. For a time, Mo Yan had considered having those Zorl mages move to Thunder Cliff, as long as they established a dark underground room, the problem of Zorls not being able to see light would be solved.

  However, the Zorvath's reply denied Mo Yan's idea. The magic of the Zorvath spirits was adapted to the darkness for a long time, so even if they were taken to the ground, many things would lose their effect. Because the environment required for their spellcasting can only be satisfied underground.

  Mo Yan didn't quite understand magic, and wasn't sure if Zorvath's words were correct, but Lirien confirmed them. Many schools of magic have different requirements, and the Zorvath had been underground for too long, their magic having developed towards the underground environment, it was not impossible.

  Just as Mo was about to give up, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him. He almost didn't ask for any treatment and could become the official mage of Lei Ting Ya, and according to Vivian's confirmation, this mage had quite good strength.

  "Don't you think that your appearance would make you look very suspicious?" Mo Yan said, sitting in the main seat of the living room and looking at the old man in front of him: "A powerful sorcerer, Maro, who has traveled thousands of miles from afar to Eran. Without any request, he can become a demon's sorcerer? Such a good thing only exists in dreams."

  "Hehe..." The old man stroked his white beard and chuckled, "Of course I also know that making suitable demands will make me look more like a Taoist. Those officials of Malo were the same, they were still on guard against me when I left, thinking I was a spy from another country."

  "So that's your special side, huh." Mo Yan shook his head after hearing the old man's words: "Any rational person wouldn't believe it, there would be such a good thing. You will come here, which means there must be something you need here."

  "That's right." The old man nodded and said, "I am a wandering Taoist priest, and I am very curious about the strange things that happen on the mainland. I stayed in Malo City for nearly three years, just to study the hidden elf ruins under Malo City, but unfortunately, because of their defense, I spent three years there before I could see everything."

  "That's not the official method you're using." Mo Yan smiled and said, "If that relic is important, they wouldn't let a wandering mage like me see it. After all, those are their treasures."

  "It was worth the effort." The old man smiled and nodded, "I spent a year figuring out the patterns of those who were monitoring me, another year exploring the roads that led underground, and finally a year studying the ruins of the ancient spirits. But it was all worth it, I discovered many ancient spells in the ruins, including some lost enchantment magic."

  "So what's interesting here?" Mo Yan said: "Erlan has no relics, and it's said that even magical items are extremely rare."

  "Hehe... There's something quite strange here." The old man looked straight at Mo Yan and said, "When I was in Malo, I heard in a tavern that there was a city built by demons in Elan, and the ruler of that city was even a cow-headed person. Others thought it was just the young merchant's fantasy, but I wanted to take a look and see what's so special about it. I'm curious when did cow-headed people also possess such high intelligence and strength."

  "So you're going to dissect me?" Mo Yan raised an eyebrow and asked, "If that's your purpose, then you'll be disappointed. I don't have the habit of using my own brain as payment."

  "I'm not that kind of evil wizard." The wizard shook his head and said, "Firstly, the magic I practice is elemental, so I don't understand things like dissection. Moreover, I don't like forcing others to hand over things they're unwilling to give up; I prefer equivalent exchange, just like an alchemist."

  I can help you build the city's defense for free and also help you create some magical items. I just need your cooperation to do some experiments, which won't even harm your health."

  An opportunity to be a white mouse in exchange for the help of a great master? It seems like a worthwhile thing, after all, that master also guarantees that they are some safe experiments. However, Mo Yan did not have a heart move, as a person with a heavy suspicious heart, he would not agree to do those completely incomprehensible experiments.

  "Then please excuse me for refusing." Mo Yan refused mercilessly, "Even so, I don't have the slightest interest. After all, I don't understand magic, and I have no way of knowing whether your so-called safety experiment is as safe as you say it is. Moreover, in terms of city safety, I think I can do a good job without the help of magic."

  "Hmm..." The monk wasn't disappointed by Mo Yan's rejection, as he was too familiar with such rejections from his long-term wandering in various countries. So the monk stood up and picked up his staff, saying: "Then I can also apply for the job you're recruiting, right? A salary of 300 gold coins is still acceptable to me."

  "It's really not giving up until the goal is achieved, huh." In response to this request, Mo Yan did not refuse after all, a law master from Zhongyuan was not someone you could meet at any time. He smiled and said: "Lilith will bring the contract documents, then... I haven't had the pleasure of knowing your name yet."

  "My name is Rizna." The old man took the file handed over by the demon and signed his own name without even looking at it, saying: "You can also call me Riz. I see that your city is building a castle, I think your wizard tower must not be built yet, I think I can go to guide you, after all, the foundation of the wizard tower has many requirements."

  "In fact, there was no design for the mage tower at all." Mo Yan shrugged and said: "However, since you mentioned it, adding a separate tower on the periphery shouldn't affect the aesthetics. I'll leave this matter to you to handle. By the way, after handling the paperwork, can you come and talk to me about city defense? When I just said that I could do it myself, your expression seemed somewhat subtle."

  "Heh... " Ritz nodded and said: "Wait a minute, I'll come and explain to you how the city of Zhongyuan established its defenses."

  After Rietz set up the file in Mo Yan's study, they talked all night in the living room. Apparently, Rietz was also very curious about what Mo Yan could do, so during their conversation, he would occasionally insert some philosophical words to see how Mo Yan understood the world, and unknowingly, Mo Yan had already started experimenting.

  In Riz's words, the cities of the Central Plains countries all have independent law arrays to protect the entire city. The law array will not be activated in peacetime, but once it is activated during wartime siege, it will resonate with the branch law arrays scattered on the city walls, forming a shield that can resist spells and catapults.

  In the Central Plains War, besieging a city was not as simple as in Elan, where one could climb over the opponent's walls with siege engines. The numerous magical traps scattered on the city walls would put the attackers in extreme danger and be killed by the defending army. And these magic facilities required magic to dispel.

  So in the Central Plains War, it often lasts for several weeks. On the offensive side, they will continuously use the Rune Stone to attack the city's shield and consume the power of the city. Although sometimes there are people who let soldiers with elimination scrolls ignore the shield and directly attack the city wall, but they often pay a huge price.

  So the siege war in Central Plains is just a matter of whether the defending city's shield is strong enough, or whether the attacking side has prepared enough catapults and spellcasting materials.

  "I see." Mo Yan nodded and said: "In that case, Sartre is really weak."

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