Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 124 Ivan's Ritual

In mid-July, Ivan and others returned to Bam City.

Count Mirabeau had found de Treville, but it would be some time before they returned.

Ivan used Don Serra to gather the citizens who were willing to resist and secretly distributed weapons.

He himself went to experiment with the possible ritual witchcraft.

Remember the white crystals that precipitated out of the aluminum hydroxide solution in the Luz-Pitterberg laboratory?

Ivan suspected that it was also an unintentional ritual, and he wanted to reproduce it again, which might be helpful for the subsequent battle.

But now it is not Luzpittburg after all, and some materials need to be picked up by themselves.

There are also some special materials.

For example, the letter that Lord Dorian gave him. Ivan intends to use it to obtain something, which will be a very special story.

A letter from Lord Dorian of Luzpitburg.

Mr. Bennett just saw the outer skin of the envelope, and recognized that it was a letter from a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

To be honest, he would rather write to the other party first than Lord Dorian to himself.

Talk about what business is good to do recently.

Affected by the war over the years, the output of his vineyards has become less and less valuable.

If it weren't for the business he had accumulated in the early years, Mr. Bennett was ready to live with his relatives in Lisby.

Still, even if he hasn't done so, that day is foreseeable.

For Mr. Bennett has five teenage daughters.

The first two are educated, reasonable and naturally beautiful.

The last three are a bit too lively, but they are also pretty.

Mrs. Bennet often looked at her daughters with shrewd eyes, or calculated with her rough fingers, or wrote down on paper how much gold Lang they would need for their future dowry.

Mr. Bennett read in the morning light.

When he saw the second half of the letter, he couldn't help muttering.

As it happened, Mrs. Bennet overheard.

She asked aloud, "What are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing, it's a friend from earlier years."

In the early years, Bennett was a well-known businessman with good financial resources.Mrs. Bennet always misses the pair of blue crystal earrings and the royal lace wedding dress when she got married.

So in this family, as long as it is "early years", it is worth paying attention to.

"What kind of friend."

"A friend in Luzpittburg, far away from us."

Mrs. Bennet hurried over and snatched the letter from Bennet's first hand.

She glanced at ten lines, her expression was flat at first, and after a while, a piercing scream came out of her throat: "My God! There is a son called the Baron who is coming to our house to choose a daughter as his future wife. Bennett, why didn't you come sooner?" tell me."

"It's a big deal."

Mr. Bennett tried to calm his wife down, but all his advice fell on deaf ears.

Mrs. Bennet was walking up and down the floor, excited.

"What's his last name?"

"It says it's Dorian."

"How much does this Dorian make every year?"

"I don't know, maybe four or five thousand gold lang a year, maybe tens of thousands of gold lang."

"What a wonderful thing."

"Where is it?"

"My dear Mr. Bennet," replied the lady, "how you are so annoying! You know I was wondering which of them he would marry."

Mr. Bennet groaned: "I always find this thing queer."

"Nonsense, thank you for being able to speak."

Mrs. Bennet was dissatisfied: "As stated in this letter, the Dorian family hopes to marry a person who is ingenious, beautiful and kind, so we hope that our daughter can make a brioche to get married to Yi Chance to meet Van Dorian."

The first half of the letter was a greeting from Baron Dorian, and the second half was changed by Ivan to this.

He wanted to use it to perform a witchcraft ritual.

Mr. Bennet thought the matter was weird, and wanted to ask the envelope to read it again, but his wife was afraid that the husband would be too old and stubborn, so she hid the envelope on the fireplace.

He won't look at this place.

At noon, the whole family gathers at the dinner table.

Just when everyone was excited to eat, the hostess solemnly announced the news.

The fifth daughter was as excited as her mother: "Mother, is Mr. Ivan handsome?"

The wife has never met Ivan, but it does not prevent her from putting some beautiful words on him.

"Very handsome, and can earn ten thousand gold lang a year."

"Ah, great."

The fourth and third daughters discussed together.

They think that if they can marry a rich noble young master, they will be very happy.

"But is that ridiculous?"

The second daughter, Elizabeth, made an objection: "How can someone choose a wife based on bread? Could the letter in your hand be a fake, maybe someone deliberately teased it?"

"We have confirmed that the letter is true."

"And at night, they come over. Good girls, you have to feel ready."

"I wouldn't do it, I think it's ridiculous."

The eldest daughter, Jiying, didn't want to make her mother angry, but nodded slightly to express her agreement with her sister.

But no matter how determined the two were, they couldn't stop Mrs. Bennet's sweet talk. Jane soon bowed to her mother's persuasion, leaving only her second daughter, Elizabeth, still stubbornly resisting.

The wife begged: "Can't you think about the future?"

Elizabeth was helpless: "It's not a question of whether to consider it or not. It's just that since a nobleman can choose his wife based on bread, he will definitely divorce you one day because of the salad dressing. I hope to have a husband who can understand each other."

"Your head is hot again, and those big books you usually read have made you bad."

The wife saw that she had failed to achieve her goal, so she had to say: "Okay, okay, then you can make a piece of bread casually, just show an attitude, and don't disturb your sisters and sisters."

Looking at their expectant eyes, Elizabeth could only back down.

In the afternoon, the Bennett family baked brioche.

Because everyone except the second daughter wanted to make the most delicious dim sum, even the whole house was busy.

Mrs. Bennett was definitely the most serious. She gave instructions to her fourth and fifth daughters louder and louder each time, and then she decided to do it herself.

Before dinner, they were done.

"Okay, girls, the servant told me that there is a gentleman outside." The wife was very excited, and the critical moment was coming.

The girls in the room straightened their clothes quickly while showing respectability.

Elizabeth snorted, there was still white flour on her face.

"My God, what is that on your face?"

The wife quickly wiped it off for her, with great strength, which made her cheeks flush.

Ivan walked in the door and glanced at the group.

He quickly walked to the dining table and nodded slightly at the five carefully crafted dim sum.

Then just when Mr. Bennet wanted to say a few words of courtesy, he signaled the people behind him to leave with these snacks.

Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to leave some valuable gifts.

Mr. Bennet was full of doubts and wanted to ask what was going on?

Ivan just replied: "I will contact you when I have a chance."

After speaking, he left, leaving only the family looking at each other in blank dismay.

The fifth daughter rolled her eyes and opened the gift first: "Wow, what a beautiful gemstone necklace."

"And this one, it's silk."

"And china."

The wife couldn't figure it out: "What is this, a bride price?"

Elizabeth was very happy, compared to marrying another person just because of pastries, the absurdity in front of her eyes was really nothing.

Their family had received the gift for nothing, without paying any price.

So for Ivan, what has he gained.
In the laboratory, Ivan put the prepared ritual materials on the table.

He took a deep breath, not wanting to be wrong again.

Probably because of nervousness, when Ivan held the ceremony again, he sang the name of the material and the meaning behind it, just like a wandering poet.

"The peculiar amphoteric aluminum hydroxide, you can react with both acid and lye. You come from the earth and are part of the metal, but you have entered the water."

"I offer redstone powder here, as a channel to link the ritual."

"The living sacrifice is a white mouse that is dying, and food that is full of the girl's expectations."

"Create the ritual with the reference value of the sine of 4°90°30° with the aid of the white symbols on the ground."

Ivan stared closely at the huge solution bottle, and soon there was more white powder like table salt in the bottle.

They appear suddenly, and gradually gather together as their numbers increase.

The mass of redstone is decreasing.

The mouse seems to have lost the desire to struggle.

A smile finally appeared on Ivan's face, and the muscles at the back of his neck began to become stiff after long-term observation.

Thumb-sized white spheres filled the container—they were ritual artifacts.

Ivan tested it.

As long as it is activated with mental power, these small balls will explode violently.

The power is not weaker than ordinary grenades.

It's just that there are no fragments, so the lethality will be less.

Ivan named it: "I'll call you [Grenade Marbles]."

(End of this chapter)