Move a Monster To Another World

Maybe some people don't know. In fact, horses can swim and swim very fast.

Several carriages are mainly wooden and can float on the water.

There is also a broken ship that can be used to transport goods.

So I tossed for two hours. Finally, with the concerted efforts of everyone, I got all the materials to the other side of the river.

Marcus, the old housekeeper, took the horses and supplies to the place where Gawain lived, and then distributed them slowly.

Gawain's carriage drove directly into the haunted house.

"From today on, you will live here. You are absolutely not allowed to show up without my permission!" Gawain ordered solemnly.

The demon shook his tail and looked wronged: "but master, people want to serve you well... Isn't their service good enough along the way? In fact, people still have more skills and tricks, and many postures haven't been unlocked. In fact, it doesn't matter on the carriage. People don't care. They're mainly afraid that the master is embarrassed, so they don't take the initiative..."

"No! You must stay here! Someone will give you food every day. Also, I know you can feel the smell of death deep underground, but don't mess around!"

Gawain has a headache.

The devil can't show up. It will frighten the villagers. At least it's not time yet.

This is a haunted house. The villagers dare not approach it at all. It's no problem for the demons and void walkers to stay here.

As for the underground mausoleum?

The intensity of that place is too strong. I didn't intend to take risks in a short time.

But now, with the silver hand knight, three blood revelers and difia members, especially the crazy alchemist and Milhouse, the configuration is comprehensive and the strength is strong. It should meet the requirements of land reclamation.

Although not much holy water is prepared, there are dozens of bottles, which should be enough.

Wait!

Wait a few days, deal with some things, and go to open up wasteland underground tombs. I believe I will give myself a surprise!

Gao Wen first came to the river, endured the stench, sacrificed the pile of fish man corpses, got three "fish man attackers", all summoned, and the fish man team of evil fin judge grew again.

When he returned to the house, Gao Wen saw that the villagers were receiving grain, living supplies and farm tools in an orderly manner under the command of the infantry in Shanjin Town, and their faces were smiling.

These villagers have been farmers for half their lives. They can do nothing but repair their houses all day, that is, they go to the river to get fish to eat. In fact, their life is very empty.

Now that I have got food and farm tools and can work, I feel full and comfortable.

"These days, take someone to clean up the jackals nearby so that the villagers can reclaim farmland and plant crops."

Back in the room, Gao Wen called Lancelot, pointed to more than a dozen jackal strongholds south of the Jinsha River on the map and asked, "Uncle Lancelot, you can assign everyone. How long will it take to clean up? Of course, you must leave some people to defend. Recently... It's not very flat."

"Everyone? Including the Gnome mage and paladin?"

Lancelot asked a question. When he heard Gao Wen's affirmative answer, he made a slight judgment and said positively: "south of Jinsha River, it's almost 200 square kilometers. The area is too large, and the jackals will escape. It's unrealistic to clean up completely. We can clean up several jackal strongholds nearby first, up to... Three days!"

Gawain nodded.

Now is no better than before.

With the two high-level combat forces of Milhouse and the silver hand knight, plus three blood revelers, female German, difia leader and difia robbers, as well as the dog headed diviner and so many infantry in Shanjin Town, the military strength of Jinsha village is actually much stronger than that of many small towns.

After all, even in some important military towns, it is difficult to find high-level mages such as Milhouse.

Because of the special situation of Yom Kippur Island, half of the high-level mages in the Principality of Qiandao are gathered, and there are only less than ten.

Among 100000 people, it would be nice to have a high-level mage.

This is not only the problem of educational resources, but also many other factors:

Intelligence level, learning ability, casting materials, economic status

In short, if you want to learn even the simplest magic, don't even think about it if you don't have the intelligence to join the Mensa club.

This is just the threshold.

Then we need to study hard for many years. We should have a good enough teacher, rich enough magic books, and valuable spell casting materials of several, dozens, or hundreds of gold coins.

Even with all this, most people are just mage apprentices all their lives.

A little better, it's normal to be a formal Mage at the age of 40 or 50, or even 60 or 70.

As for high-level mages?

That's the genius of genius.

The high-level mages in this world are much more precious than the doctors on earth. If you want to cultivate a high-level mage, it is enough to ruin a baron who has passed on for hundreds of years.

Of course, high investment also has high returns.

A high-level mage really plays a greater role in war than ten Knights of the same level.

Some smaller Earl leaders, it's good to have a high-level mage, and their status is very high.

"Let's start early tomorrow morning and try not to have casualties."

Gawain gave a warning, and then said, "astalia won't go. The villagers still need her to reclaim farmland... Where's Milhouse? Call him and the alchemist in an hour. Then you and Marcus will come too."

It's the planting season now. It takes time to reclaim farmland. I really can't wait any longer.

Although the agricultural church is not too dark, the price of grain transported here is still three times higher than that of the outside world——

In order to get permission to do business in the port of atonement, the agricultural church has to pay taxes to the "Haihuang" every year, at least tens of thousands of gold coins.

In the final analysis, the most profitable is never the businessman, but the country.

Food is so expensive. However, three farms in Yom sin island have been destroyed. Food prices will certainly rise in the future. It is certainly unrealistic to buy food. Moreover, there are risks in going to Yom sin port to buy food. It is more appropriate to be self-sufficient.

Lancelot turned and left. The little maid hurried over and served Gawain to undress.

The hot water has been burned and the bath is very comfortable. The key is that there are little maids rubbing their backs and beating their backs. The life of nobility is really

Good enough.

Gawain fell asleep.

He was too sleepy and tired. After more than ten days of high mental tension and fear, he soon fell asleep in the little maid's massage.

It was not until the water cooled slowly that the little maid woke up.

Dry and change clothes. Gawain is refreshed.

Milhouse was already impatient when he came out.

The crazy alchemist stood next to him. His face, which could frighten children to cry, had no expression at all, and looked more seeping under the candlelight.

Lancelot and Marcus also came. They didn't understand what Gawain wanted to do.

"I asked you to help Uncle Lancelot and Marcus see their bodies and how to dispel their invading evil energy and make them recover."

Gawain looked serious: "one of you is a former mage and the other is an alchemist. You should be involved in this field? I hope you can find a way... Wait, Milhouse, what are you doing? Let her go! Oh no... Lina, let him go."

On the other hand, Milhouse saw the little maid Lina, a pair of small eyes shining, rushed directly to grab Lina's hand, and was caught by Lina.

How could his little body beat the hot little maid without casting a spell?

Hearing Gawain's words, Lina let go with a snort, then kicked Milhouse to the ground with a violent foot and chewed the mud.

Archmage, the dog gnaws at the mud

Don't be too beautiful.

The crazy alchemist drew from the corner of his mouth, and Lancelot and Marcus couldn't help laughing.

Trying to take advantage of Lina?

Milhouse, dogs gnawing mud or something, you're not the first

"Come on, what's the matter?"

Gao Wen remembered some bad memories and smiled.

Of course he didn't think Milhouse had any intention of Lena. This guy must have no courage.

Besides, I've never heard of Milhouse's lust. This guy is famous for "funny comparison"!

So, why?

"She has a strong fire element energy!"

Milhouse was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the master didn't call his followers to know him. Fortunately, there are only a few people here. Otherwise, even the hardened krypton gold face will have to be lost!

He raised his hand to summon clear water, rinsed his mouth and washed his face. Milhouse's eyes continued to shine: "she is a natural flame mage! I doubt whether she was transformed by some fire element creature!"