War on the Verge of Breaking Out!

"To be precise, I want to establish a Ray Gun main assembly workshop, a Spell Model module workshop, an Energy-Storage Rune workshop, and... an Energy-Storage Rune charging workshop!"

As Viscount Rost reached the end, his voice grew noticeably heavier. "You could even say that I can accept not producing Ray Guns at all and instead specialize in charging their energy-storage units, though that would be the worst-case scenario."

He could not be certain that he had the ability to manufacture Ray Guns. After all, there was no "production manual" this time. But he knew Ray Guns would inevitably become widespread, and the number of energy-storage modules would certainly far exceed that of any other module.

Under such circumstances, charging energy-storage modules would become a major problem. Yet for them, self-charging modules could solve that problem perfectly.

The Wild Mage was also stunned by Viscount Rost's idea!

Magic items could be used like this?

Sure enough, in the age of Magitech Devices, everything would change.

A quick-witted partner was more important than any resource—perhaps even more important than ancient knowledge. Knowledge could still be acquired through other channels, but good partners were not so easy to find.

The two spoke directly until deep into the night, essentially finalizing the arrangements for the Ray Gun industry before returning to their respective residences to continue the next day.

Watching Viscount Rost leave, the Wild Mage took out his Magic Web...

Graycastle Empire.

Imperial Palace.

"Father, that Wild Mage rejected our recruitment offer." Prince Wilson, heir to the Graycastle Empire, looked helplessly at his father. "The terms I offered would have tempted even a Legendary Mage."

"Do you know why he refused?"

The Graycastle Emperor did not seem surprised by this at all. He merely posed a question to his heir.

"This... perhaps he does not wish to leave the place where he is accustomed to living? The Dawn Kingdom's sense of national identity is far weaker than ours in Graycastle, and the Wild Mage has been excluded by the Mage Association. He should have nothing to cling to there." Prince Wilson appeared somewhat confused.

"Think carefully about it." The Graycastle Emperor was deeply dissatisfied with his heir's answer, his brow slightly furrowed. "Go invite Archmage Andrew, the president of the Royal Mage Guild, and the commander of the Mage Legion."

"Yes!" Prince Wilson bowed slightly and quickly departed.

Looking at the empty palace, the Graycastle Emperor sighed. "A new era... it truly arrived quickly. I just wonder whether the Dawn Kingdom can survive this crisis..."

The Wild Mage, who had ignited this entire chain of events, prepared to rest after replying, yet he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Viscount Rost's words continued to echo in his mind... It wasn't only this?!

Then, was conversion a good idea?

Dawn Capital.

A carriage bearing the crest of the Rogers Family raced through the night.

Berlion Rogers, Hand of the Kingdom, wore a grave expression as an intense sense of danger spread through his heart.

Just now, he had instructed mages skilled in necromancy to perform a series of magical procedures on the black-robed men killed by Destructive Fist. They had confirmed that these people... actually came from the Tiele Chiefdom!

Their main mission was to attack supplies being transported from the capital to the western border. When necessary, they were to launch direct attacks on the capital itself, thereby weakening the kingdom's ability to control the western border!

Bellion was deeply worried about war, especially at such a critical moment.

Whenever he recalled his last meeting with His Majesty, whose mind had already become muddled as he constantly muttered to a mirror, Bellion felt a chill run down his spine.

He recalled a rumor.

The royal family of the Dawn Kingdom, the Franz Family, had once worshipped the War God. But during a certain divine war, they betrayed the War God and entered the embrace of the God of Light. From then on, the War God's curse had continued to pass through the Franz Family.

No one knew the precise nature of the curse. They only knew that it brought sounds ordinary people could not hear and visions ordinary people could not see. The curse would make them brutal... and the prelude to it all was the current state of mental confusion!

If his esteemed king remained muddle-headed, then Bellion could manage the kingdom, mobilize resources, and face enemy nations, perhaps keeping the losses under control. But if His Majesty passed through this stage and entered the period of brutality...

Remembering what had happened with the Third Prince, his expression became even uglier.

But what he did not know was that the Third Prince he had watched grow up had already become the most sought-after Technology God of the present day!

Divine Kingdom.

Betty watched all of this with a smile across her face. "Very good. Our Ray Guns should soon be put on the agenda. Rost and that Wild Mage are quite capable... but why has that Wild Mage still not chosen to convert?"

"Whether he converts does not depend on us, and it will not affect the overall situation." Roger sat in a rocking chair nearby, his face full of smiles. "As long as they can also popularize Ray Guns, my Magitech Devices will basically be established, and my position as the Technology God will be secure!"

"What comes next? Continue developing weapons?" Betty looked curiously at Roger. "How about developing a super giant gun that can fire Annihilation Bullets?!"

Annihilation Bullets?

A super giant gun?

That was a super cannon, all right?!

Even a Legendary Mage might not be able to fire a single shot like that.

Roger fell into brief contemplation. Building a super cannon was not impossible. Used on a battlefield, its effects would definitely be extremely, extremely good.

Even if it could not move, placing it atop city walls would still produce extraordinary results!

At the very least, it would certainly be no weaker than the scene of tens of thousands of Mana Bombs being thrown out before.

But after considering it carefully, Roger shook his head slightly. "Now is not the time to spread truth. I still have too few believers, not enough to popularize mana cannons. I think our next step should be to civilianize Magitech Devices."

"Truth? Civilianize?"

Betty looked at Roger in confusion.

A whole bunch of terms she had never heard before had suddenly appeared in that sentence.

"Dignity exists only on the edge of a sword, and truth exists only within the range of a cannon." Roger seemed to be in an excellent mood as he explained with a smile. "Once we introduce mana cannons—the super giant guns you mentioned—the nature of warfare will change."

"That makes sense... as long as it is within a cannon's range, the cannon's owner is truth." Betty fell silent for a moment before showing an enlightened expression. "Then what does civilianization mean?"

"Magitech Devices do not necessarily have to be weapons. If they can be used to mine ore, smelt steel, and manufacture all sorts of things, would that not affect more people? That would be a tremendous benefit for gathering faith..."

Roger explained his thoughts as thoroughly as he could. "Unfortunately, we still have not found a way for those without mana to use Magitech Devices. Otherwise, if anyone could use them, the difficulty of gathering faith would be greatly reduced."