The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 753 - 750: Message Transmission Magic Circle (First Update, Request for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 753: Chapter 750: Message Transmission Magic Circle (First Update, Request for Monthly Tickets)

No one on the high seas could match the speed of Ach.

On the day before the Year Festival, Liszt first traveled with Ach to Iron Hoof Island, landed, and then switched to riding Leo straight to Iron Hoof City to preside over Iron Hoof City’s Year Festival celebration.

After taking over Iron Hoof City from the Sapphire Family, Iron Hoof City consultant Goltai, Administrative Officer Blair, and Garcia, the head of the Iron Hoof City Knights, strove to keep the largest city on Iron Hoof Island running. The first thing to do was to take a census and survey the farmland.

Unfortunately, no traces of Elf Bugs were found; the Sapphire Family had thoroughly looted the place before handing it over.

Not even a single master-level artisan could be found among the city’s residents; clearly, they had been relocated by the Sapphire Family long ago. Aside from stonemasons, carpenters, blacksmiths, tanners, and tailors, there were not many other types of artisans, and most were merely workers at the level of workshop artisans.

In the end, the majority of the population were serfs who lived by farming.

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In order to ensure these people did not starve to death, Goltai and others had to buy food from surrounding cities and then began arranging work for workers and serfs—employment in place of relief was an advanced management solution brought by Liszt. They would not directly distribute food to serfs; they must work to receive their food.

Since the farmland was being gradually rented out, Iron Hoof City would be trading-oriented in its main industry, so the serfs’ job was to clean up Iron Hoof City’s sanitation.

Taking advantage of the winter, they first cleaned up the filth and excrement, then demolished some vacant wooden houses to build toilets.

Originally a city with a population of one hundred and fifty thousand, due to the large loss of people, it ironically freed up space for renovation—Liszt, of course, would not invest a large sum of money to overhaul the city. He would just simply clean up the sanitation, build some toilets, plan out the streets a bit, and maintain a superficial luster.

“You can’t return to Black Horse Island to reunite with your families, but I remember all your hard work.”

“Renovate Iron Hoof City; maintaining a population of fifty thousand is enough. The remaining fifty thousand will be gradually arranged for their relocation. After the work is completed, I will record a merit for each of you.”

At the festival banquet, Liszt raised his glass and drank heartily with his followers, saying things a leader might use to buoy his subordinates. The followers expressed their determination to work diligently without feeling the hardship, creating a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

The banquet ended.

Liszt rode on Leo, left Iron Hoof City with Ach, returned to the high seas, and then took a shell to rush back to Black Horse Island overnight. The next day, Black Horse Island entered into the festive atmosphere, with most of the civilians already on holiday; even those civilians still working overtime were paid triple wages.

The Mesiro Couple arrived at noon. Li Weiliam with his wife and The Levis Couple with Richard also hurried over at noon. Thorn Castle was brewing an unprecedented liveliness.

Before the night fell and the dinner began, Chris led the magicians from the Magic Guild and set off many magic fireworks in the square in front of Thorn Castle—this was a research task posted by Liszt at the Magic Guild, and since it was not of great difficulty, there was now the scene of a fireworks display in front of them.

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Originally, when he celebrated the Year Festival at Long Taro Castle, Grimmand Truth, the Court Grand Mage, set off magic fireworks at Long Taro Castle.

This left him with a deep impression.

If there were no fireworks during the Year Festival, could it even be called the Year Festival?

“So beautiful!”

“So lively!”

“So happy!”

Watching the magic-made fireworks blossom in the sky, everyone’s expressions shimmered with multicolored light, continuously changing with the fireworks.

“Three years already,” Liszt silently mused in his heart; this was the third Year Festival he had spent in this world. Festivals would double the longing for family, but he had no relatives to miss, so he swiftly cast aside that bit of melancholy; after all, he was already a part of this world.

“I had someone bring over a potted plant from the castle as a Year Festival gift for you. If you take good care of it, it will reward you, just like the Lithops of Thorn Castle,” said Lady Penelope as she came over, holding his hand and chattering on.

The entirety of Thorn Castle brimmed with potted lithops plants, serving as ornamental decorations. Lady Penelope became even more convinced that her potted plants were extraordinary after she learned that the cordyceps within them were ones she had nurtured. Now, when giving gifts, she sometimes couldn’t bear to part with her potted plants.

She only generously gifted them to family members like Liszt.

However, after distributing hundreds of potted plants since the discovery of the lithops, she had not found a single cordyceps.

Liszt had received ten pots in total and had not cultivated a single Elf Bug either.

Still, he sincerely accepted Lady Penelope’s kindness, “Don’t worry, Grandmother, I always place the potted plants you give me on the balcony for special care, just in case they cultivate an Elf Bug one day.”

“Exactly, that’s how it should be!”

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The boisterous holiday quieted down at midnight.

Liszt returned to his own bedroom, drank a cup of Banpo milk tea, circulated his Dragon Dou Qi to evaporate the alcohol from his body, and cleared his mind.

Then, he opened a Knight’s Novel, waiting for the moment of transition between the old and new years.

A moment later.

The castle bells rang out, marking the end of the Sapphire Year 153 and the beginning of 154, and silently, the Smoke Mission underwent its quiet change.

“Mission completed, reward: Message Transmission Magic Circle scheme.”

As the Smoke Mission slowly outlined the unknown New Year’s reward in Serpent Script, Liszt’s spirits lifted,” It’s the Message Transmission Magic Circle scheme!”

The worth of this reward was arguably not much less than that of a dragon!

Because once the Message Transmission Magic Circle is widely implemented, the benefits that could arise are unimaginable, akin to the revolutionary societal changes brought about by the invention of the telegraph or the telephone on Earth.

“Excellent!”

“I appreciate this mission reward. As for the location of the Message Transmission Magic Circle scheme, if it’s not with Ach, then it’s at the Mage Tower. I’ll go and ask about it carefully tomorrow to find out who came up with the Message Transmission Magic Circle scheme,” Liszt thought cheerfully.

He took several deep breaths to calm his emotions before proceeding to check the new Smoke Mission.

“Mission: The new year will kick off with the dawn of the Age of Exploration. It’s time for the Adventure Fleet to set sail and explore the seas. Maintain constant contact and let Yevich lead the fleet on a sail across the sea to find new islands for you. Find three islands beyond the reach of the Sapphire’s influence. Reward: The restlessness of the Rubber Elf Bug triplets.”

“The Rubber Bug triplets are getting restless again?”

“It seems that since shifting my focus back to Elves recently, even the missions related to Elves are being actively issued. It’s indeed starting to affect the destinies of Elves,” Liszt pondered.

Liszt thought over the mission details, “Yevich’s Adventure Fleet can set off, but we must create the Message Transmission Magic Circle before they depart, so I can keep track of the fleet at all times. Once Yevich discovers an island, Ach and I can immediately head over and arrange for development.”

Moreover, he and Ach could also resupply the fleet whenever necessary.

In fact, Ach is the ideal candidate for exploring islands, but Ach’s energies were all invested in magic experiments. Sending an Archmage like her to roam the vast seas in search of islands seemed a bit wasteful. After all, there were so many important mysteries waiting for Ach’s exploration.

As his thoughts drifted, Liszt fell into a deep sleep.

The next day dawned, and after he had practiced his daily knightly exercises, he headed straight for the upstairs laboratory, where Ach was already immersed in conducting experiments.