Fairy’s Box

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go...

In an ordinary restaurant outside the pastoral district, Bishop Ike's face was covered with food residues, and he was aggressively chewing on a plate of potato salad, wishing to bury his head in the plate.

On the opposite side, Yale fiddled with mashed potatoes with a spoon, but he had no appetite at all. The two of them eat equally, and it doesn't matter how ugly the other eats. But the knight is a staunch carnivore. Vegetarian food can be eaten as an ingredient, but it is completely unacceptable when eaten as a staple food.

Indifferent to the staple food, Yale aimed at the foie gras in the upper right corner of the dinner plate, which seemed to be tough, and took a bite... A rotten and fishy smell unique to inferior foie gras filled his mouth. With the attitude of not wasting food, he finally swallowed it, but he never wanted to take a second bite.

In order to dilute the bitter taste in his mouth, the knight had no choice but to swallow mashed potatoes.

"Phew!" After eating the food on his plate, Ike let out a satisfied breath, leaning on the back of the chair and changing into a comfortable position. It looks like an ancient serf who has not eaten for a long time and suddenly has a full meal.

The knight also finished eating quickly, put down the cutlery, and asked while taking off the napkin on his chest: "It stands to reason that you should have a good income. Why does the poor rely on a jar of oatmeal for the winter?"

The bishop gently put down the napkin and said deep and distant: "For ideals."

"Ideal? What ideal?" He was aroused curiosity.

"Save the world!" Someone's face was resolute and decisive.

Yale immediately got up and left, such a big person, the IQ is still on the same level as Irian, it is too stupid. I wasted half a day with this kind of person, and I was stupid enough.

"Ahhhh! Don't go, I'm telling the truth!" After Ike paid the bill, he quickly caught up with the knight's back.

"I'm sorry, I don't think the world is that fragile yet. It needs a priest to be saved by starvation." Yale strode forward without looking back.

"This is a subtle disaster! Maybe it will never happen, maybe it will happen immediately!" The young bishop followed his pace, looking anxious and fast.

"Even if the pillar collapses, there are emperors and goblin lords supporting it."

"The crux of the matter is the lord of the goblins! Do you think they are really our friends?" From the rear, the other party lowered his voice, slightly flustered.

"...!" The knight stopped and turned to him with a look of surprise.

"Follow me!" Ike looked around vigilantly, grabbed Yale's arm and galloped all the way. The cleric had amazing physical strength, and he actually pulled the knight and ran all the way back to the ruins of the Hagia Sophia.

Breathing heavily, the young bishop stopped at the wooden bridge on the veranda of the church, leaned his back against the handrail, squeezed out a slight smile and said, "You are someone that Alex likes, you will know about these things sooner or later, and I will tell you now too. No problem."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Yale had a vague premonition, but he couldn't grasp the key.

"The four goblin lords, although they have been guarding this world, are not humans after all. Simply put, what they are guarding is this world, and humans are just lucky enough to be included."

"But the emperor..."

"It is precisely because of the birth of Emperor Agaliq that he overwhelmed all beings and spirits with the mighty power of the gods, so as to avoid conflicts and reluctantly forge a covenant with them. Maybe, and because of that, they'll never be able to really be us. You, you should know what I mean."

"You mean, the goblin lords... will rebel?" The knight asked incredulously, his life-long worldview was on the verge of collapse at this moment.

"Sooner or later, when humans replace fairies with power and become the guardians of this world, everything is doomed. When we are too weak to shoulder such heavy responsibilities, it is natural to be abandoned by them who have infinite lifespans. "

Ike looked at the sky in the distance, his tone was heavy and terrifying:

"Goblins are the darlings of this world. Compared with them, human life is short and fragile. Even if they are surpassed once, there is time and patience to wait for the opportunity. I even suspect that they are deliberately throwing the burden of guardians on humans. ."

Yale closed his eyes and pondered calmly for a while, staring at him with razor-like eyes: "These bold speculations are indeed possible. But what does this have to do with your hunger?"

"Ahahaha!" A certain bishop didn't dare to look at each other, he looked around with a loud laugh, and only after realizing that the knight's eyes were getting colder and colder, he stomped his teeth:

"Okay, now, let you see the baby I painstakingly developed!"

Ike led Yale, and the two passed through the ruins of the cathedral, first breaking into a forest, and the birds and beasts living there immediately fled.

Across the woods, a messy open space appeared, with all kinds of strange objects placed on the old stone floor. Among them, the large object facing the two and wrapped in a rain cloth is the most conspicuous.

"Look clearly!" The bishop tore off the first tarpaulin on his left.

A strange vehicle made of wood and iron appeared in front of the two of them. This car does not have a horse cover and a chariot. The front part of the car is similar to the structure of a ship's turntable, and a fine iron tank is carried on the back. Various pipes under the tank are connected to the car body site.

It looks ugly, but it's novel.

"Is this a car?" Yale asked curiously.

"That's right!" Ike replied triumphantly, then swaggered over and sat on the seat.

"Without a horse, how are you going to make it move?" The knight glanced up and down the odd chariot, which had neither the saddles of livestock nor the mana fluctuations of alchemy.

"That's why it's a treasure!" The bishop grabbed a wooden stick under the turntable and pressed it down hard.

boom! There was a muffled sound from the base of the tin can at the rear of the car, and something inside was ignited. Yale watched Ike's manipulation quietly, and became extremely curious about this weird broken car.

"Lucky, it was lit the first time!" The young bishop shouted excitedly, rubbing his hands together, looking eager to try.

The two of them waited for a full quarter of an hour, and the pipe behind the car body spurted out a white gas, and the inside of the tank also rumbled.

"Hahaha!" In Ike's long laugh, the strange car stumbled and began to wriggle, struggling to climb forward about thirty feet before stopping.

"How is it?" Someone puffed up his chest and showed off proudly.

"Amazing!" Yalei exclaimed convincingly, walked over and touched the body of the car.

Ike stretched his fingers and counted the advantages of the strange car and said:

"Hey, the airship is a bit similar, and my baby doesn't need any magic materials! It's cheap and easy to use. The airship also needs alchemy props to extract gas, and my car can be made manually... It's a bit slow, but there are improvements. room!"

"Oh! It turned out to be steam!" The knight groaned for a while, and finally discovered the mystery of the strange car. It turned out that by burning coal, the water in the tank was boiled, and the power of the steam propelled the car body forward.

What an amazing invention!

After the excitement, Bishop Ike, the inventor of the steam car, said with a bit of vicissitudes: "For these treasures, I smashed all the money, but it doesn't matter. All of this is for the future of mankind."

"How do you say it?" Yale listened attentively. Since the other party is a person with real skills, he should be a humble listener.

"Rosevia's population is 600 million, but the arable land is less than one billion mu, but we are able to satisfy it and have spare capacity to sell to the outside world. All this is due to the Flower Fairy and the Miner Goblin. As long as the Flower Fairy is willing to spend mana, Rice can be fully cooked overnight. With enough tribute, miner goblins can build roads overnight."

"That's a good thing," the knight interjected.

"It's really a good thing... However, the most important agriculture and some industries in a country are all caught in the hands of goblins. Just thinking about it makes me shudder."

The bishop's words caused an uproar in Yale's heart. At this time, he suddenly realized that when people enjoyed the convenience provided by the goblin, he was wasted so much.

If there is a day when humans and goblins turn against each other, then... an icy cold current rushed into his heart.

"We must try to get rid of them!" the knight blurted out.

"It's not that simple." A bitter smile rose on the corner of Ike's mouth: "Double the profit is enough to break one's head, and the fairy brings more than double the profit? And, from the point of view of shortcomings, There is no harm either. Why do you have to work hard for something you can easily obtain... Many people would think so. Even under the majesty of the emperor, the decree can be carried out, with the current agricultural power of the empire, If you reject the goblins, I'm afraid half of the citizens will starve to death first."

"So, if we want to get rid of our dependence on fairies, we must have comparable agricultural and industrial power. And no matter how popular alchemy is, the requirements for qualifications and materials will eventually be flawed, and this road will not work."

The young bishop clenched his fists, as if to pull some force into his body:

"This steam locomotive, which I had a flash of inspiration by chance, gave me hope. As long as it is perfected, it will be possible to develop a large-scale machine that ordinary people can manufacture. At that time, industry-driven agriculture will definitely be able to get rid of the control of fairies. For this reason, even if I was beaten as a heretic and burned at the stake, I would not hesitate!"

Ike's eyes were firm and persistent, and the frenzy that infiltrated in an instant could almost melt ice. Under the sun, his local tyrant gold doesn't look so dazzling.

It was hard for Yale to imagine that this guy had such a fiery and strong heart under his unscrupulous appearance.

The young bishop's eyebrows moved suddenly, and the familiar smile hung on the corners of his mouth again. He held the knight's hand intimately and said:

"Let's put that aside for now, let's see my second invention, the time machine!"

"...I think it's better to keep your feet on the ground. If you take a big step, you will easily get into trouble."

"If that's the case, can you sponsor me a fund? It's not too much. One hundred and eighty thousand sols is almost enough."

"..."

The tall image someone had just established collapsed in Yalei's heart.