Chapter 45 Blank trump card

In the following days, Ron hardly got out of bed.

As Victor, the mayor of Fromm, fulfilled his promise, the trade post also attracted many caravans and travelers to settle here. With the joint efforts of everyone, the trade post and the surrounding villages built by refugees gradually began to get on the right track.

Ron, the nominal leader, could be a hands-off boss without any problems.

During his bedridden days, Lavinia bought some cheap scrolls and books from passing merchants, so that Ron's home life without electronic devices was not boring.

On the other hand, the half-elf girl in the bed next door was a little bored. She repeatedly asked Bunny and Victoria to cast spells to treat her directly, but they were rejected by the two priests for various reasons. The reason is very simple: frequent spell treatment will make the body dependent, which may reduce its own physical fitness and resistance-this is entirely for the sake of the warrior.

But fortunately, she didn't need to recover for a hundred days. When Ron was able to move normally, after diagnosing that Ivy's injury had basically healed, Boone ended her pain with a precise healing spell. This accelerated recovery process is considered harmless in this world.

That night, all the core figures gathered on the second floor of the mountain behind the trading post - this is their lounge, and the second floor of the wooden structure in front is the inn and ward for pedestrians.

Ron put the purple slate on the table, and then took out the gem ball. In the dark room, these two treasures shined brightly.

Ron: "... Can someone turn on the light?"

What is going on!

"I thought this would add some mysterious atmosphere," Driver ran over and turned on the lights in the room.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Ron carefully embedded the gem in a hole, as if there was suction between the stone slab and the gem. Before Ron even aligned, the gem was sucked up with a "pop".

Then... nothing happened.

"What's going on?" Ron changed another groove without giving up, but there was still no change.

Turn the stone slab over? Still no effect.

"This is weird!" Karad shouted, "Can I try?"

"Here." Ron handed the gem over. However, no matter how the hobgoblin tried, there was still no change in either the gem or the stone slab.

"There's even no suction." Karad handed the gem to Lavinia in frustration.

Jian Duanjie said that the people in the room tried a whole circle, and none of them worked.

"I'm afraid it's broken?" As soon as Driver opened his mouth, he was hit by Lavinia next to him.

"Don't say such dangerous things!"

"It should be intact," Victoria said, "The aura is very strong, and there will be fluctuations every time the two come into contact. I just don't know why it is ineffective."

"Hmm..." Ron fumbled his chin, and suddenly looked up at Ivy, "Why don't you put on that armor and try it?"

"Do you think it has something to do with the bloodline of the holder, or with the items and emblems made by the Hailan Empire?" Lavinia glanced at Ron, "Excuse me, your guess doesn't seem very reliable."

"It can't be opened by conventional means, so I can only try metaphysics," Ron said indifferently, "Or do you have any other way?"

"No." Lavinia sat back in a sullen manner. How could she have any way? This thing has exceeded her knowledge reserve.

"Okay, then I'll try." Ivy turned and left, and when she came back, she had already put on the breastplate.

Although the emblem on it still needs to be covered up outside, everyone here is their own people, and there is nothing to hide.

"Don't hold out any hope, eh? I'm just a half-elf, and my mom is a member of the resistance." Ivy complained as she took the gem and pressed her other hand on the stone slab.

Almost at the moment when she touched the two objects at the same time, the stone slab suddenly shone brightly! The gem escaped from Ivy's control, returned on its own initiative, and threw itself into the arms of the stone slab!

"Pah, pah, pah"

Then everyone watched the gem drop in altitude again and again in the air, hitting the stone slab and bouncing up again.

"Turn over, turn over!" The guys who reacted hurriedly turned the stone slab over, and the gem landed again, perfectly moving forward to one of the three grooves on the sand surface.

The stone slab staggered and floated up in the air, and with a "pop", a book weighing about three pounds, with nearly a hundred pages, wrapped in a deep dark purple cover and with gorgeous patterns appeared from the stone slab and fell on the table they were sitting around.

"A...book?" Lavinia jumped onto the table impatiently, kneeled on it and began to flip through it, "This is blank!"

"Blank...ultimate weapon?" The hobgoblin instantly lost interest, "I thought there would be some war magic in it..."

"Unfortunately, there is only a copying spell here, and the user can copy the magic into the spell book as his own known spell."

Lavinia closed the book with regret and slid it to Ron: "No wonder the Hailan Empire didn't use it in the end. I suspect these so-called "trump cards" were not completed at all!"

"Well, now you don't need to use ordinary paper to record spells. This is a hundred-year-old antique after all. It's more face-saving to take it out, isn't it?"

Lavinia has her own spellbook, and she doesn't rely on it for a living, so it's useless for her to have it.

Then Ron is the only one present who can use it.

"The spellbook will be yours after you copy six non-magic spells. The spells you know now are not enough, so keep up the good work," Lavinia nodded to Ron, "Try it first."

"Then I'll be polite," Ron took the blank spellbook and flipped through it casually, "I don't know if the key is still useful. If it's still a magic item, why not give it to Ivy? Her armor has an immune lightning effect, which is definitely better."

"I can help put it on," Victoria responded, "If there's nothing else, we'll go first."

"Well..." Ron moved quickly and immediately moved all the books that Lavinia had and bought recently, "I still have to study, you guys go ahead, don't call me for dinner."

"Um, boss," after everyone dispersed, Driver, who was the last one to go out, looked back at Ron and whispered, "Mouth!"

Ron: "?"

"Mouth!" Driver pointed at his mouth, "You're going to smile and crack!"

"Hiss——"