Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 376 This is another price

An hour passed after Dylan made these arrogant remarks. Dmitry's face alternated between shock and anger. In the end, he was slightly inferior in the debate with Dylan and lost.

He is a theoretical soul researcher, and no one can argue with him theoretically.

But what he didn't expect was that Dylan could actually provide detailed examples to confirm and refute the things they hypothesized in theory - those fanciful studies involving soul spells related to extraordinary people of various races.

Once the theory becomes reality, whoever masters the experimental results will be justified.

Dmitry was known for his "broad thinking and eloquence" in the past.

But this time he found that he was still too narrow-minded...

The people of McCalla have even studied the ancestral spirits of the Zanluo people, and even made some kind of "war spirit" with their own hands. Is this kid making up a story?
But even if he was making up a story, the other party told it in such a way that Dmitri couldn't find any point to refute.

Coupled with his old age, Dmitri felt a little hypoxic for a moment, and was helped by his assistant before he could barely stand still.

He stared at the arrogant Dylan with wide eyes and a flushed face.

Even though he had a poker face, it was not difficult to tell from the subtle curvature of the corners of his mouth that the other party was very proud.

Dylan was indeed proud. He hadn't encountered such a good opponent in a long time.

The opponent's theoretical knowledge is indeed rich, and he has never heard of some systematic research. If it is just talk on paper, he will definitely lose.

But the other party insists on bumping into his experimental data, saying this is wrong and that is unreasonable.

unreasonable?
That’s right! It’s unreasonable!

He also felt it was unreasonable before the experimental results came out.

Once upon a time, he was like the other party, blushing in front of Barry, Heine, and Linumu.

But the results were verified time and time again, and the principles deduced from the results were verified in subsequent experiments.

In the face of hard facts, this is the truth.

This time it was finally someone else's turn to be slapped in the face!

Mr. Sa: "This time, Tiga is really awesome."

Megumin: "His name is Dylan..."

Mr. Sa: "Anyway, you know who it is."

...

Seeing that Dmitri was defeated again, Andre had a very subtle smile on his face.

"It seems that Mr. Dylan's achievements in soul research are indeed extraordinary."

Dylan: "I'm actually average, but you guys are not."

"..."

Andre ignored the words.

"Milton taught you these, right?" Dmitri suddenly said: "That adult is now a soul body. Where did you find him?"

"Cough cough..."

Megumin interrupted: "This is McCalla's secret, but I can guarantee that Mr. Milton will also teach in the future college."

Dmitri frowned slightly. He didn't understand why the other party insisted on setting up an academy and who would he teach?

Suddenly, he looked at Siara.

He remembered that the other person had the experience of teaching at McCalla.

Wait, could it be that...

Dmitri was shocked!

Has the local Gitele started thinking about this kind of thing since then?
He suddenly understood why, under the blockade of the Four-Nation Pact, the local Kitile could achieve such success...

If the Temple was behind this, then it all makes sense.

The real purpose of the temple is to cultivate a more powerful Jitil, so that it can replace the current entangled Jitil without any pressure from public opinion.

With the same surname, naturally the one who is more powerful depends on the other...

Kitil, who is located in Mekara, just needs the support of the temple. The two parties hit it off, and only the family was injured.

Dmitri figured it all out!

It wasn't so much that McCalla wanted a college, but that the Temple needed one.

In this way, we can bypass Kitile and train a large number of technicians and warlocks...

Considering that Andre Musiain was also on this trip, there might be involvement of the old nobles.

What a trick to drive away a tiger and devour a wolf... I underestimated the chief priest.

"Since Mr. Milton can teach, we as members of our family cannot sit idly by and ignore it. We can help solve the student problem."

Dmitri said: "I invite Mr. Dylan to go to the north, starting from Goderos City, and give lectures at city colleges along the route of Hegeland-Russo-Ati-Saint-Sitting. The power of the family is to attract as many students as possible to come to McCalla for education.”

...

Mr. Sa: "Holy crap, is he crazy!?"

Wei Dianyuan: "What's going on with Mr. De? He also voted?"

Megumin: "...let me take a look."

...

Not to mention the players, everyone else was also confused.

Why did this old man suddenly change his gender?

As for Dylan, he was not that surprised. Instead, he began to think about what if he went to give a speech in a northern city...

Seems interesting?
"I……"

"That's another price."

Megumin suddenly spoke, then winked at Dylan.

Dylan understood instantly.

He is indeed the evil spirit summoned by that guy. This bad character is just like him!
"Price?"

Dmitri is confused. You are so generous and invited to give lectures, why do you still charge for it? ?
"Of course, conducting these experiments has almost emptied the inventory of the Lord's Mansion, let alone building a college. We must at least recover some of the research costs, right?"

Lord George looked sincere:
"The land in the north is vast and rich, and the Shadow Temple family has a huge business. You shouldn't argue with us about this kind of thing, right?"

This was the truth, and it was the sweetest thing Dmitry had ever heard.

He was just surprised by the other party's attitude.

As for money, it is nothing more than numbers.

"Please talk to our envoy about this." He pushed the matter to Andre.

Andre smiled and said: "Thank you for remembering my identity, then we can talk about these details..."

……

At the same time, Thorins Peak.

At the entrance to the southern forest, seven or eight split-toed flying dragons were circling in the sky for a long time.

The tribesmen on sentry duty had already passed the news back, but the invited members of the Sky Guard could only stand on the ground with them, watching the flying dragons hovering, and occasionally pulling a lump down.

It's so nasty!

Ever since the tribe's main peak was hit by that weird iron lump, a series of strange things have happened here.

The clan leader is missing, the colossus is paralyzed, and what’s even worse is that the ancestral spirit warrior can’t summon his ancestor’s spirit!
This has never happened since the spirit summoning ceremony!

At this juncture, their high priest was also seriously injured.

Although he barely recovered, he seemed to be a different person. The majestic and mysterious aura he had before was gone, and now he looked like a kind-hearted little old man...

I can't say this is a bad thing, but it's not a good thing.

The clan leader is gone, and he is the backbone of the clan. How can he be so kind?
Look, isn't the enemy just sitting on his head and shitting on him?

"Why isn't the high priest here yet?"

Some people looked back uneasily in the direction of the main peak.

"Probably still receiving his guests."

"What are the backgrounds of those people?"

"I don't know. The leader is a human. He doesn't look like a Nessian, but more like a Velitas man."

"Vilitas people? Do they still dare to come?"

"They have an airship. Maybe they came at the right time."

"Then do you think they are..."

Just as everyone was talking, the airship passed overhead.

Then they saw those arrogant split-toed flying dragons lined up to welcome them, and then stopped respectfully.

(End of this chapter)