Extraordinary Sailing

Things have priorities. It is not the time to consider your wedding right now. As long as the existence behind the scenes stays for a day, don't think about being able to live your life in peace and stability.

Aiwen believes that as long as the other party sees his own plan to treat cholera, he may not even wait for the results to appear, and he may be able to pick up the trick again, leaving the Principality official who cannot catch his tail exhausted.

Different from those fighter-type enemies who carried forward and stubbornly in the past, this time I faced a complete conspirator and a viper who curled up and waited for the moment. Conspiracy and trickery were the deadliest poison in his mouth.

The slave riots and the widespread plague in the past can happen to be solved by relying on the technical reserves in their hands. But how could a target as big as the Principality be invulnerable there?

You will lose if you stay for a long time. Sooner or later, there will be times when you can't stand it.

The only way to get it done once and for all is to pull it out and... give it all the ashes!

Regardless of giving Milan and Apsuya a banquet, Ivan explained the current situation to him straightforwardly.

Then, frowned slightly and said not sure:

"Our opponent is very likely to be a Tier 4 naming monster with a demigod behind it. With your current ability, is there a way to find traces of this level of existence?

Just like the last time Hudgens raided the Kingdom of Tyro, indirect divination may not be effective. "

Snapped--!

Milan smiled confidently and snapped his fingers:

"It didn't work in the past, but it's a trivial thing now. But when my dad came to the New World, my title certificate and medal must be able to fling that old antique's face."

After hearing him say these words with the domineering "I want her all the information in three minutes", Ivan unambiguously slapped his chest, and assured him very cooperatively:

"Fix this guy, it's nothing to count the rank or anything."

He knows very well that this guy in Milan has no obsession with military ranks, titles or rights. His elder brother enjoys the family resources and is up to the king, Fang Qingyun, and inheriting the family name makes the Snet family's responsibility for prosperity naturally not fall on him. .

Milan, who has nothing to do with everything, used to be proficient in eating, drinking, and having fun, but now that there are men who have descendants, it is indeed different.

Moreover, although he himself may not care at all, the identity of the "Mastizor" requires him and Apsuya's children to bear his life.

The word "Mastizo" originated from the Hilius language and refers to the white-skinned Nemansters of the Old World, and the brown-skinned New World native Atrians or the black-skinned Anuma people. Of mixed-race offspring.

The Mastizos may be very rare on the Old World, but they are everywhere on the New World, which has been colonized for a hundred years, and the situation varies with the country in which they live.

The most typical is Hilius, who implemented an extremely cruel policy of genocide at the beginning.

A large number of male indigenous people were driven into plantations and mines to perform all kinds of heavy physical labor and become consumables. It does not take long for them to become sick and die.

With the passage of time, the number of indigenous peoples has been rapidly decreasing, from tens of millions to more than 8 million in less than a century, and the social status of mixed-race children is naturally not much higher.

As for the mixed-race children born in the powerful families of the Old Continent, they will hardly have inheritance rights, let alone be recognized by the upper class, at most they are just marginal figures.

Milan, as a prophet, since he said that the child in Apsuya's belly is a boy, it must be a boy. In the future, the pressure to make contributions may be greater than that of a girl.

The title is not for himself, but to provide the child with the best starting point within the principality that encourages national integration. Well, a "starting point" that can hardly be reached even if others work hard for a lifetime.

By the way, I also wished that they could return to the local lieutenant general in the future, to prove his and Apsuya's determination to stay in the new world.

"Okay, it's exciting!"

Milan, who was already full of energy, began to take things out of his magic pocket without saying a word. Seven candles, a pot of holly leaf essential oil, a piece of incense, three white crystal jewelry, a complete set of silver utensils...

The action quickly set up a divination ritual in the "between the thrones", and finally put the "Echo of Time and Space", the inheritance magic book of the "Clock Tower School" in the middle of the ritual.

call--

When the spiritual wind gradually flooded the "between the thrones", Milan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the golden witchcraft markings on his arms, and introduced to Aiwen with some pride:

"This time I also went back to the'Prophecy School'. This branch of my school is not without background. Today I will let you see the good things I found from the oldest documents of the school, which are also from the clock. The inheritance of the tower."

Raising their arms that portray a part of a certain ritual, they slowly moved closer together in front of them.

"Hey, let me come to Kangkang, where is my knighthood medal!"

act——

The ethereal curse sounded, and the golden engravings on Milan's arms began to flow like gold liquid, and gradually formed a pattern that looked like reptile scales and hourglasses.

[Witchcraft Marks·Scales of Quicksand]

Tick...Tick...

Immediately, as if connected to an unfathomable great existence, a pleasant sound of moving pointers gradually sounded in their ears.

In any case, the mysterious source of the "Clock Tower School" has been completed [Concrete Truth] with a fifth-order personality, which is much stronger than the semi-finished [Tree of Life] and [All-Seeing Eye].

Milan is now borrowing the power of [Clock Tower] through the engraving of its arms.

Indirect divination is still used, not directly where the opponent is hiding, but where the divination is best for them.

Even if there is a demigod standing behind the opponent, Milan's transcendent level is somewhat low, but with the help of [Clock Tower], which belongs to the fifth-order power, it is enough to avoid interference to the greatest extent.

They are professional after all.

Aiwen took a step forward, put his hand on Milan's shoulder, and helped him with his [World Appreciation].

Subsequently.

I saw Milan’s eyes that seemed to have turned into a hazy piece of sand and dust, and scenes flashed quickly. After a few minutes, he unconsciously opened his mouth with difficulty, and reported a time and place like a dream:

"The second night from now, between 9 am and 12 am, the city in a dry lake, the tallest building."

Standing behind him, Aiwen moved in his heart, quickly checked his seat, and had already determined the position in the divination.

......

The night is deep.

"Broken Star Sea Coastal Area" in the city of Huarez.

Constructed of basalt and gray sandy stones, the tower is so tall and majestic that it is inside the Cathedral of San Seville, which is second to none in the entire New World.

A silver-haired old man wearing a simple black robes with a spirited spirit is working hard in his room, preparing for the first mass in the city tomorrow by the "Black Iron Cross Church".

Converting millions of Hilius who originally believed in the "eternal fire" is not as simple as changing the owner of this church. Even if they promised to change their beliefs on the surface, they could only reshape their spiritual world a little bit subtlely.

The childless bishop Ralph dedicated his life to the goddess, and after retiring from the mainland, he voluntarily came to the New World to pasture his lambs for the goddess. Although the work is unusually heavy, he enjoys it instead.

Once stationed at the "Glorious Church", the first church built by Falitis in the New World, it continued to shine here after it was established in the Duchy of Galiot.

As the highest priest in the New World, Bishop Ralph has an extraordinary position in the minds of many followers of the "Goddess of Kingship and Navigation".

at this time.

He worked overtime while eating bread and drinking water very contentedly. There is no difference between the predecessors and the others. He is still the kindness that he had when he shared biscuits with the children.

It also set a good example for the priests under him.

咚咚咚...

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded abruptly.

"Come in."

A young priest in a black robe pushed in and walked slowly to the bishop's desk after saluting.

"Reid, why are you still up? Don't be nervous. You just need to be by my side for the Great Mass tomorrow. If there is something wrong, I will remind you in time.

Every priest of the goddess came in this way. "

The old bishop raised his head, looked lovingly at the student he had cultivated by himself, and eagerly encouraged him.

"Your Excellency, it's better for you... to demonstrate!"

But seeing the priest staring straight at Ralph, his mouth opened suddenly.

Buzzing...

Countless fat flies and maggots have rushed towards the old bishop like a fountain.

Ralph's face changed drastically, and he grabbed the black iron cross beside him.

Then a golden halo burst.

[Divine Art, King Power, Command! 】

With the powerful divine art extended from the goddess's [kingship] clergy, it absolutely orders enemy units (mainly living organisms, archbishop-level can order non-organisms to respond) in a short time, and the specific number is calculated based on the comparison of the strength of the two sides.

However, in front of a demigod family member who possessed both divine art and fourth-order extraordinary powers, a civilian bishop who was suddenly attacked was too weak, and the aperture was quickly suppressed.

In the body of the young priest, there are thousands of small voices sneered at the same time:

"You can't resist me at all, blend with me!"

Although ~www.ltnovel.com~ slave riots were eliminated because of the other's special ability and cholera was quickly controlled two days ago, in the eyes of its conspirator, this new country still has too much The weakness can be handled.

Just occupy the body of this priest and erase his memory tonight.

When he holds a big mass tomorrow, he will be turned into a breeding ground for maggots on the spot, and the san value of the believers in the city will burst, which can completely shake the already unstable belief.

"Let me think about it. How about playing tomorrow's game of faith collapse, and when the young king wakes up early in the morning, how about his wife has turned into a bunch of wriggling maggots?

What kind of expression will he look like, I'm really looking forward to it, ahhahaha..."

Hum...

A huge buzzing sound filled the room, and behind it appeared a huge black shadow of a fly, like a swaying ghost that surrounded the entire room without revealing a trace of movement.