Chapter 40 Hey! I'm not that small!
Chapter 40 Hey! I'm not that small!
The invasion of the level seven evil beasts undoubtedly kept all the citizens awake all night, but even in their most fearful moments, they never doubted the lord's arrangements, nor did they panic because of it.
Some people were initially afraid, but after seeing the reactions of other residents, they followed suit and remained calm.
And the young lord did not disappoint them:
When the sun rose the next day, the chief knight brought the good news back to the territory, and the fear that had been suppressed all night turned into cheers.
This time, without any prompting or the need for eggs as a reward, the people spontaneously rushed out of their refuge cellars and warehouses, heading towards the battlefield where the giant python had fallen, and surrounding their lord and two demon girlfriends.
In an instant, shouts of "Long live the Lord!" and "Long live the Witch!" resounded throughout the outskirts of Thorn Territory.
Li Yan quickly blended in, opening her arms to randomly hug two lucky fellow villagers, leaving the two villagers bewildered; Hai Yue, on the other hand, had a helpless look on her face, indicating that she was not used to crowded occasions, but the slightly upturned corners of her mouth showed that she was actually enjoying it.
As the lord, Ronan was deeply moved. For a leader to receive such recognition is incredibly fulfilling!
When people saw Madonna return in an even stronger form, the cheers and excitement reached their peak. Although the separation lasted less than three days, everyone missed this lovely and admirable girl.
The men cheered, the women shed tears, and the children rushed forward to hug them.
At that moment, no one realized that this was the first time in the history of this land that an innocent child had asked a witch for a hug.
Throughout history, witches, who were synonymous with evil, were always a source of amusement for children.
Amid the laughter, a few observant citizens noticed that Maddale herself seemed somewhat uneasy.
Perhaps it's related to her quiet personality.
But why is she blushing?
……
"Ronan, I'm all changed. Thank you for the clothes."
"No, you're welcome."
As Ronan watched as Maddie emerged from the bedroom wearing her familiar black and purple fitted mini dress, he looked away guiltily.
Even if you can't see anything unusual visually, when you realize that the beautiful girl next to you is actually naked and that the tight-fitting armor is essentially part of her body, you can't help but have all sorts of wild thoughts.
Wow, she's actually quite well-endowed? You couldn't tell at all when she was dressed like that...
Given her meticulous nature, if she had been ordered to remove her armor at that time, would she have?
"Hold on, I'm a gentleman..." Ronan coughed twice and looked out the window: "How is it?"
"Don't worry, your people are all very sensible."
A yellow sparrow hopped onto a wooden table and, bathed in holy light, transformed into a curvaceous blonde beauty.
The joy of slaying a level-seven evil beast was short-lived, followed by a series of cleanup issues:
The fact that such a massive evil beast fell in Thorn Territory was bound to cause a huge uproar.
If the rebels notice, they will definitely reassess the strength of Thorn Territory and dare not invade rashly, which is good news; but other neighboring territories and even the entire western border will also know that a small border territory has killed a level seven evil beast on its own land.
A number of weaker territories may submit or show goodwill as a result, but most territories will certainly be more vigilant in defending against the Thorn Territory than against the rebels.
Fortunately, Scarlett told Ronan that once a level six or higher evil beast dies, its body will quickly disintegrate, and in the end, apart from the crystal core formed from some extraordinary organs, it will not leave any remains.
This is exactly the opposite of the situation with low- to mid-level evil beasts.
The head of that black thorn centipede is still displayed in the square.
This peculiar pattern left Ronan somewhat puzzled, but his current desire to develop discreetly was undoubtedly good news.
Taking advantage of the celebration, Ronan held a short meeting to unify the narrative among all his subjects: this battle had only "driven away" the Titanoboa.
He told his people that the purpose of this declaration was to prevent Thornhold from being targeted by malicious individuals who might destroy the hard-won new life in Thornhold.
This argument might not work elsewhere, but it will definitely work in Thornholde—because there really is a new life in Thornholde.
Prior to this, Ronan had already issued a bounty, mobilizing his people to uncover many suspicious individuals. Although some were wrongful convictions, Scarlett confirmed that most of them were spies sent by other territories.
After that, there was no need for bounties anymore; the older generation of leaders and members of the militia would voluntarily act as Ronan's eyes and ears, leaving the rats nowhere to escape.
On the other hand, the first lesson at the Thorn Territory School also teaches how to safeguard the territory's security and development interests, a lesson that is learned by almost everyone, regardless of age or gender.
With a shared understanding, Ronan didn't have to say much this time to gain the cooperation of the majority of his people.
Considering that everyone hadn't slept all night, Ronan specially announced that the entire Thorn Territory, except for the militia, would have a day off today, and work points would still be paid and meals would still be prepared.
The decision was met with enthusiastic approval from the people; however, some veterans felt a little disappointed when they learned that the remains of the evil beast would disappear today: they had carried out the Blackthorn Centipede, but none of them had ever carried out such a large evil beast, and they wanted to experience it for themselves...
It's definitely not about missing that roast chicken from back then...
"Now it's time to get down to business."
Ronan looked at Madonna and rubbed his hands together impatiently.
"What new changes have you made to your magical abilities?"
According to Li Yan's previous description, witches undergo a complete transformation after advancing in rank.
Before her advancement, Madale was already a powerful Iron Maiden, so after her advancement, she must be able to fly!
The other three witches also turned their gazes upon hearing this, clearly not only curious but also very concerned about what changes had occurred in Maddale, who had miraculously completed her advancement.
The usually decisive and efficient Meidel hesitated for a moment this time.
"My magical abilities... have indeed undergone new changes."
She spoke slowly, as if she had prepared herself mentally.
First, she demonstrated the quantitative change: in the past, she would brush iron piece by piece, and the specific shape of each piece was slightly different; now she can brush more than a thousand pounds of iron in an instant, and the shape of each piece is exactly the same!
The speed difference between the two is comparable to the difference between copying calligraphy from a model and directly copying and pasting with one click.
The total amount of iron brushing has also increased significantly; according to Meidel's estimate, if calculated based on the same level of pollution, she can now brush up at least 5,000 pounds of iron per day.
And it can be done in an instant, just like copying and pasting any number of words is a one-click thing.
Ronan was overjoyed: although the output had increased significantly after the upgrade, the efficiency was also much higher! This was a complete takeover!
Previously, farming iron in Maddale was fast, but farming one piece at a time inevitably took an hour or two; now, you can complete the daily material dungeon with one click, and the time saved can be invested in other training areas.
Secondly, there are changes in shaping: Maddie remains ruthless and taciturn, and lightly snapped her fingers.
A lump of silvery-white steel appeared out of thin air, like clay being kneaded at will, and in less than three seconds it transformed into a delicate little figure.
Scarlett picked up the miniature figure in surprise and examined it closely: the sculpture was no bigger than the palm of her hand, but it was incredibly detailed, even replicating the wrinkles in the cloak and the wear on the belt. Judging from the long, wavy hair and her signature hearty smile, the miniature figure was undoubtedly a replica of her.
It's so lifelike, I can't find a single flaw... Wait a minute, what's with this airport?
"Hey! I'm not that flat!"
Scarlett started howling.
"I never said I was sculpting you."
Meidel stood with her hands clasped behind her back, looking completely honest.
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