My Summons Are Weird

In the private study next to Noel's bedroom, Noel held his head maid in his arms and patiently listened to the frontline battle reports of the messengers.

The great aristocrats who were allowed to sit in, and the legion commanders who were about to go to the front line were already immune to Noel's actions. After all, there was no more outrageous action, which was worth celebrating.

The glutton Lu Yu presented the second summoning template to the Jiaoguo, and he still did not open the circuit for overpayment.

Noel deliberately examined several Slegor's school mages, and found that they were not very interested in the name Gluttony, and the messenger showed contempt and disdain when he mentioned it.

Even though the Frontline has stabilized the situation precisely because of his innovation and sharing, and is even expected to fight back after the arrival of the second new template, most of Meera's school of thought are still unhappy with his arrogance.

Even if the information of the various universities and nobles is lost due to the instability of the transmission of the formation, a considerable number should appear in the formation of the gluttons, but as of now, no one has heard of it. The glutton's personal response, not being able to read it is his way of coping.

Some schools of magic in Solon once reprimanded the glutton in public in a stern tone, believing that he deliberately concealed the overpayment in order to let the Summoning School get more attention and attention during the infestation and invasion, which is a kind of self-respect selfish behavior.

To this end, the magicians of the school arranged the arrogant and rude jokes of the glutton in different ways, and described the story of the glutton's raw eating Kraken's hair and blood to life.

On the streets of Rodmere, the king of Solon, in every corner of the capital of Kodzorn, and even in the town of Sleago today, there are different "cannibalistic rumors" circulating.

Noel was just listening to it as a joke at first, but the Quiet One later informed that many magicians and commoners in Solon recognized the remarks of this group of school mages and believed the rumors to be true.

"It's really stupid." He was speechless.

The ignorant people who don't have knowledge follow along and shout that he can understand. The apprentices follow and curse the gluttons so reluctantly. How much do they expect themselves to be "materials"?

Gluttony has a very deep understanding of the school's inappropriateness, and it is clear that once the overpayment is opened, all magic apprentices will become a "price" that can be sacrificed at any time.

Noel let the head maid dig out his ears, while dazed,

The glutton has an unbelievably good temper. He has made such excellent knowledge public, and then he has received requests from the school mages one after another, and he is even willing to provide a second template...

"The person Laurent looks at will be somewhat similar to him."

Noel couldn't help but sigh, and he wanted more and more to see this man who immediately abducted Sera, who he once favored, after he came to Meera, and was favored by Laurent.

The second template was only released for three days, and there were not many data samples, but the magicians on the front line of Slago generally gave it a high evaluation.

Stability has been improved again.

If the general template during the first calamity-infested period was summoned twice out of ten times, the number one template given by the glutton had at least four out of ten times, and the number two template was half the chance.

Ritual response is faster.

In the past, it would take a lot of time for summons to shape up to the stage of full arrival. It was not a problem in the competition, but it was quite deadly in actual combat.

No matter the template provided for the first time or the second time, the process has been greatly shortened, so that the magicians on the battlefield can effectively deal with various emergencies and struggled back from the brink of death several times.

The Silent One added to Noel's ear.

"There are many areas on the front line. If someone asks about the source of the summoning template, they do not mention the name of the glutton. They have adopted a model of the provider of the summoning template."

Noel sneered, and for some reason, looking at the school mages below who were clearly not involved, he also felt disgusting.

Noel shivered as they started to get naked, unabashedly shameless, to steal merit.

The people are ignorant, time will cloud the truth, and no one knows how much history has been modified by the schools of thought.

The tide of magic is coming, and the turmoil will follow. Although he admires the gluttoner and is grateful for the ideas he provides himself, as the monarch of a country, he cannot turn against the school after all.

"Send a letter to inform Your Excellency the glutton, and say... there are many shameless people who are sucking his blood."

"Ask the Glutton Lord for a recipe that he is proud of... It's better to be normal, that is, I am very interested in food from other countries."

"The recipe spreads as soon as I get it, but first I mention that it is from the court of Slago and that I have a soft spot for it."

"Finally, it was revealed inadvertently that this recipe came from a glutton. It was a treasure that I got at a great price... As for how this treasure was leaked, why don't I need to help you compile it?"

The Silent One bowed his head and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty seems to want to gain some normal evaluation for His Excellency the Gluttony? Then we should mention it in the message and let him know about Slago..."

I found that Noel looked at himself with a playful look, as if he was looking at a foolish person, and the Quiet One trembled for some reason.

"The stupidest way to make people remember you is to tell him in a high-profile way."

"In addition, I don't want to ask the glutton for more. You seem to have forgotten that he can not share at all, and sit and watch the entire Mela fall into greater suffering. Even if it is shared, the first template is enough to maintain the balance of power, and there is no need to further Offer the second. The moment he decides to offer the second, you should know that he really wants the disaster to pass and peace to return."

"A stranger who sees this land suffer so much and has this consciousness, if the Mera continent is full of greedy gamblers like Devek, stupid like pigs, don't you think... it's ridiculous?"

"You don't have to respect him, at least you shouldn't slander him, or even ask him to do more, he has no obligation, never has." Noel's voice was a little louder, overshadowing the voice of the messenger.

like intentional.

The Quiet One knew that Noel was slapping him in the face and making others listen, so he bowed his head respectfully: "Yes, my majesty."

The head maid broke the silence of the study with a bang, followed by a blush that climbed up her cheek, followed by Noel's dissatisfied voice.

"Why stop, continue to talk about the battle report."

The messenger bowed his head sweating profusely, not daring to look directly at Noel and… the head maid.

After the constant impact of infiltration, the coalition forces of all ethnic groups are no longer separated from each other. Although frictions caused by different beliefs and habits are often heard, on the battlefield, it has become normal to abandon each other and help each other.

The werewolves and tauren who have been at war with Kodzorn for a hundred years are willing to die for the magicians of Kodzorn, and use their flesh to prevent the impregnation from advancing.

The Watch Forest Spirit, who was at odds with Solon's quick arrival, fought until it withered and did not retreat.

The Krakens, who have never had much contact with the ground races, came to the ground in front of a common enemy, and displayed their amazing "word spirit" magic on each front.

The arrogant high elves are willing to heal the goblin archmage; the Slim family, which has always been regarded as an excellent material, guards the human fortress under the leadership of the king; the giants who ridicule the "brilliant achievements" of the dominant species watch and help them; The dragons, who have a deep blood feud, are grateful for the shelter provided by the church, and they are attacked and infected again and again in the southern battlefield...

I don't know when, the Mela clans stood together again, no longer caring about the spiraling contradictions that have been spiraling for hundreds of years, the grievances that have been superimposed, and the blood feuds that can't be remembered.

Under the same city walls, they would share food with each other.

The werewolf who ate the goblin's unpalatable and almost moldy ration would happily send out jerky of unknown origin and type.

The elves took out the essence of the elements extracted from plants and gave them to every overworked magician.

Sligo's army commanders took out the mead of Noel Law's army and provided it to the rotating magicians.

In the creek listening to the song of the siren, fish kept jumping ashore and being skewered and grilled by the happy soldiers. When someone curiously asked why this is Danshui and why the song of the siren was effective, everyone laughed. Laughing makes the person asking the question realise what a stupid question they are asking.

At every sunset, all ethnic groups who have experienced the war will take some time to pray in person to their comrades who have been infected and had to be killed, regardless of race.

Faith is no longer important. With the burning flames, the brave and fearless souls return to the earth that nurtured them, and they will also return to the embrace of their mother goddess.

At this moment, they all firmly believed that their mother goddess would forgive their omissions and blasphemy in the ceremony.

"It's a bit like what was recorded in the book, at that time..." Noel's eyes were blurred, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.

He immediately announced to the regiment commander who was about to take the rotation: "According to the previously set list, carry labor supplies, money... The maid will provide you with it."

Lao Jun's money Noel has always used his own small treasury.

In addition to the despicable actions of the school mage secretly poking and not on the table, today's battle report made Noel particularly satisfied.

Just when he was thinking about how to continue the progress of Little Quiet tonight, Little Quiet took the initiative to come beside him.

Noel was about to reach out and wrap his arms around her waist when he heard her whisper...

Everyone in the study who was sorting out their notes and preparing to leave saw Noel's strange expression.

He first trembled slightly at the corners of his mouth, then his face twitched, anger and powerlessness appeared alternately, and finally he covered his face.

"Your Majesty... the front line... what happened?"

Noel's reaction made everyone uneasy, and they were worried that the defense line that Solon had been stabilizing for nearly a month would collapse again.

If Solon's current line of defense collapses, the infestation may drive straight into the densely populated areas, enter the rich and important cities, and then threaten the royal city of Rodmir.

Noel was very tired. He couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He could only reach out and touch Little Silent's leg, taking the opportunity to pass the addiction to relieve his powerlessness.

"Not long ago, the infected butterfly in the southern part of the teaching country fell, and the source of the suspected eighth-order infection that escaped from it disappeared."

"After the incident, the spiritual pollution of the common infestation in many areas in the southern part of the teaching country has been greatly weakened, and there are even warriors who can resist the infestation and kill them at close range."

"The high-level magicians who participated in the encirclement and suppression of Dye Butterfly speculated that this is the embodiment of the severe damage to the root cause of Dye Dye."

Noel shook his head with a wry smile.

"After confirming the situation, the teaching nation informed all the tribes today. Di Vic couldn't hold back after hearing it, and decided to take the initiative to attack... It happens that they also have enslaved flying dragons in their country, which are enough to form a lineup similar to that of the teaching nation."

Noel's requirements for DiVek are already very low. After Glutton provided the template, he only hoped that he could be more peaceful, defend the existing country, and stop doing such crooked actions as throwing infestation.

He could understand DiVick's urgency. This gambler, watching the country's decline, could not wait to pull the four major countries and even Mera into the water, but...why didn't this kind of decision wait for all ethnic groups to discuss it together before making a decision?

"Is it so difficult not to send it?"

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When the bad news came, Lu Yu was making her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs for Lu Lu. In the smoke, he learned about Solon's nearly forty high-level magicians and nearly 100 middle- and low-level magicians. , and the news of the annihilation of the two slave dragons.

The ribs in the pot were evenly dripping with juice in the rhythm of Lu Yu's vigorous panning. Sera's words made him almost throw the ribs out.

"Is something wrong with my summon template?"

"I can't...Although I deleted, edited, and edited, Orkus and Seguro both said there was no problem."

"They forcibly revised and overpaid?"

Sera shook his head: "No, both the Church and Slago said that the template you provided for the second time was very well received. Solon's more than 100 people... went to look for the infestation giant."

"I really can't understand... Although Di Vick was not wise in the past, he was definitely not that stupid... Could he have been infected too?"

Lu Yu was sluggish for a moment~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and then took the sweet and sour pork ribs out of the pot and served them to him, who was already drooling, looking at Lu Lu for a long time.

Although it is very impolite to say this to those warriors who resisted the infection and sacrificed heroically, but well, it is more important to feed Lulu now.

Seeing Lu Lu pick up a small steak, happily nibbling on the flesh and blood, and kept saying "delicious" in his mouth, Lu Yu felt very relieved, and hurriedly took another piece for her.

At the dinner table, Lu Yu told a story to Sera, who couldn't understand Di Vik's brain circuit. This story was related to a famous historical general named Goshuhan.

Tongguan and An Shi were forced to leave the city and read stories of cerebral hemorrhages in history.

When Sera heard that, she was stunned.

"It's outrageous, isn't it? Many scholars who study that period of history believe that as long as one operation is done right during this period, the direction of history will be different, but... there is none."

"Dipping follows instinctive actions, and at this time there are still more than a month before the end of winter. Now that the mountains are covered by heavy snow and the weather is freezing cold, the physical functions of the flesh puppets will definitely be damaged. In addition, it is difficult to obtain food. It is possible to kill each other.”

"The balance of power is good for all the tribes of Mera, and even more so for Solon."

"Noel's evaluation of Di Vick is correct at all. He is not only a gambler, but also an emperor who can only go with the wind, not against the wind. His ability does not support him to choose the best operation, even if he is sitting on the scale of the four major countries. The family, in this case, will only lose a little bit."

After giving Lu Lu another piece of spareribs, Lu Yu said calmly: "After everyone in Chenxi has mastered the use of shaping elements, I will go to Solon."