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Chapter 241 Shut up \u0026 take my money (2 updates)

The spring sun shines down along the roof of the cave, shining on the mage tower that exudes soft blue arcane light.

The fortress defenders all know that these mage towers that everyone calls "occupying the latrine and doing nothing" will become history. The defenders no longer need to take detours, and they will once again become the most reliable backing for the defenders in the battle sequence.

In the Mage Tower, no senior fortress would question Ren's contribution.

Even assuming that Lane is being blind, the question is who has the evidence?

The Age of Ending Laws came so suddenly, all the mages connected to the magic network were killed at once, without even half a second of lag. This directly led to the severance of all magic inheritance, and no one could pass down the secret of controlling the mage tower. You must know that before the magic network collapsed, this matter was an absolute secret that only circulated among the three core mages.

No one thought that there would be a day when three archmages would die suddenly at the same time.

In the past hundred years, other warlocks, divine retributors and so on have not tried, and the results are the same - if you try, you will die!

Only the legendary archmage has the capital to try and make mistakes.

This is the status of paste!

At his position, even if he was cheating, everyone would still regard it as a preparatory magic ceremony.

Only Ren was beating his chest in his heart: Wrong by 100 million! Wrong!

The next handover is much simpler.

"Fonda Ke! I will temporarily set you as the deputy commander of the fortress mage tower group. When you leave, I will transfer the highest command to you. Now leave it to the three of them."

"Yes." The dwarf crown prince saluted respectfully. Not to mention him, the three self-funded students behind him were also very excited.

It’s not easy!

If you can be considered as a self-financed child, even if you are of noble birth, in the final analysis, you are just the second son or something. After graduating from the first period, it was just a bit of a formal mage, but it was far from qualified for him to be like his elder brother and join the top ranks of the country.

Things are different now. This is an era of frequent invasions from foreign enemies. The most important thing for the country is martial arts.

These days, what could be more valuable than the martial arts stationed at the Devil's Mouth?

Controlling the Mage Tower for three years and spending three years as a front-line combatant, the difference in risk is so huge!

After learning magic for one month at my own expense, I became the commander of the Mage Tower. This is like a rocket. After the success, no matter how bad things were, he started out as a viscount, which was completely different from his original fate of having nothing.

The three people were excited and said: "If Tesla Magic Academy opens an advanced class, we will definitely participate."

Ren glanced at the three passers-by whose names he couldn't even remember, and raised his eyelids casually: "The defense of the fortress is solid. If someone takes over, you can come."

Anyway, teaching one person is teaching, and teaching a hundred people is also teaching. Whether you can advance to a higher level depends more on your talent than your instructor.

"Yes!" The three of them were extremely excited and knelt down heavily!

Not to mention them, as the crown prince, Feng Da Ke, after he was promoted to master and completed the mission of garrisoning the Devil's Mouth, this was also a strong political resume for him.

The people obviously trust the king who has been baptized by the devil's mouth more.

Anyway, the dwarf has a long life. If nothing unexpected happens, he will sit in the position of crown prince for a hundred years. Von Dark is really not in a hurry.

Here, Renn seemingly casually handed over the magic defense of the fortress to three self-funded students from Karak. At first, Marshal Karl politely expressed whether he needed to send more mages to help.

Ren didn't say anything and waited for two days.

Finally, a demon who is not afraid of death came to kill him carrying the negative effects of the road to heaven.

On this day, the Devil's Mouth Mage Tower, which had been silent for a hundred years, opened fire.

The three of them were on the first line of defense. The mage tower, which had not been demolished even after being occupied for more than twenty years, lit up with a dazzling magical glow for the first time in a long time.

The arcane energy seemed to be given life, shooting out from the mage tower and drawing curved lines in mid-air. They bypassed the stone pillars on the roof of the cave and penetrated all the approaching demons before exploding with a bang.

In conjunction with the firepower of the mage tower, the first repaired city wall also fired explosive barrels thrown by trebuchets, and the roar of artillery also sounded from the turret.

A round of overwhelming long-range strikes directly reduced the attacking demons to ashes. In the end, only a few kittens managed to reach the bottom of the city wall.

Marshal Karl was overjoyed. He had never fought such a wealthy battle in more than 20 years.

Unfortunately, when he asked, his face fell again.

The three self-financing students, no, they should be called [Master Magic Guardians] now, they all said that with their magic and mental power, they could fight for up to one hour, and no more.

Even though it doesn't take much mental energy to activate the firepower of the mage tower, the intensity requirement is still too high for an ordinary formal mage.

The marshal went back to the headquarters and wrote a letter to Emperor Karak as if his butt was on fire.

Provincial version: Want to reduce the number of troops stationed here? Can! Give me more and stronger mages!

To a certain extent, this can be translated as: Give money to Ren Tesla!

When Emperor Karak heard this, his first reaction was that his eyes went dark. But soon, he was happy again.

There is no doubt about making money.

The question is, whose money?

Once the Devil's Mouth is lost, all countries in the meta-human camp will suffer, so all countries must unite to defend it. Even in the 'peaceful era' when the devil is not so crazy, the number of deaths every year will not be less than five figures.

Raising a mage is expensive, but the six-figure pension for war dead is even more expensive. You must know that whether it is pensions or military expenditures, this money is shared among countries according to the proportion of population and national strength.

Let's shoulder the thunder together, either with money or effort. For example, if a country like Swetland refuses to provide people, it will naturally have to pay a lot of money.

Being a mage casting magic in the mage tower is definitely safer than the miserable infantry filling lines on the city wall to fend off the devil's claws, and it is also easier to gain military exploits.

How to calculate, the kings and nobles of various countries all have an account in their hearts.

Now that the mage towers in the Devil's Mouth have been reopened, the importance of mages has immediately risen sharply.

There is no need for the kings to speak at all. The nobles below will naturally become agitated immediately after receiving the news.

If Renn had ever heard of it, it would probably be the legendary [Shut-up-and-take-my-money! 】

The translation means: Shut up! And take my money immediately!

Within three days of taking back control of the Mage Tower, the number of official documents asking when the second phase of self-funded students and advanced classes at Tesla Magic Academy would open increased 100 times!

Faced with the fanaticism of various countries, Rennes, who is at the center of this fanatical storm, seems to have neither sadness nor joy.

Flora looked at the master with a calm face, standing on the top of the mountain wall of the Magic Academy, looking at the mountains in the distance. Her eyes were filled with confusion: "Master is indeed a man who stands on the top of magic! He is wildly sought after by all countries, but he still has this mentality. calm."

Only Renn himself felt extremely sad: My mage tower! It can’t be dismantled!