The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 408 God’s Blessed One

"You may not know this yet, but something big is about to happen in the Imperial City of Tamriel."

"Perhaps with your strength, your safety won't be a big problem, but if your family remains in the imperial capital, there will still be a greater risk. So, I suggest you consider whether to let your family go to the Eagle Federation first."

After hearing Hammadi's words, Ryan's first thought was that the Eagle Federation's intelligence department should also have learned about the cult's movements.

"Mr. Hammadi, is it related to a cult?" Ryan said with a smile.

"It seems you already know it." There was a hint of surprise in Hammadi's eyes, but he did not deny it and nodded.

Because he had just learned of this top-secret information, he didn't expect that the person in front of him already knew it.

It seems that the Sword Bearer Headquarters attaches more importance to this person than I had expected.

It's a bit difficult to win people over.

After a moment's thought, Ryan shook his head and declined, "Sir Hamadi, as an Imperial Sword Bearer, it is not appropriate for me to send my family to the Federation."

It’s not that Ryan doesn’t care about his family’s safety.

This time, he accepted Luther and Harlowen's arrangement to send people to strengthen the defense of the mansion, precisely because of his family's consideration.

Although the empire was plagued by internal problems and even the conservatives viewed him as a thorn in their side, the sword bearers to which he belonged valued him highly.

With his status, if Run went to the Eagle Federation, it would be a clear case of treason.

Most importantly, one of Ryan's life creeds is "If a countryman treats me well, I will repay him with kindness."

Specifically, if the empire's sword-bearer treats him with the etiquette and treatment of a national hero, he will repay the sword-bearer in the way of a national hero.

In addition, the conversation between Lagre and him that day also reminded him that even if the situation got so bad one day that he needed to send his parents to the Eagle Federation.

He would also ask for the opinions of his mother Emma and father Ryan Sr. first. After all, it is difficult for them to leave their hometown.

Of course, Ryan declined politely, using the word "inappropriate".

Hammadi had never thought that he could convince Ryan in one go, and when he heard Ryan say the word "inappropriate", as an intelligence officer, he immediately understood something.

His eyes suddenly flickered.

There is a door!

"Sir Ryan is not in a hurry to make a decision on this matter. The current situation is always changing, isn't it?"

“By the way, I heard that you joined the Bishu Construction School. Are you very interested in golems?” Hammadi asked casually.

"Yeah." Ryan glanced at Hammadi and didn't say much.

It seems that the federal investigation into him is very in-depth, and everyone knows it.

"Sir Ryan, then you should come to the Federation. The Federation's research on golems is more advanced than the Empire's."

"Oh? Mr. Hammadi, could you give me a brief introduction?" Ryan knew that the other party was throwing bait, but he did want to know some information about the Federation.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that the Federal Golem Research Institute has successfully created a 'Hill Giant' type golem that is nearly 30 meters tall."

After some mutual testing, Hammadi did not stay long, but said goodbye and left.

When he walked out of Ryan's mansion, a smile appeared on his face.

Because of this trip, he achieved several of his goals.

First of all, he was almost certain that Ryan had no aversion to the Eagle Federation. At least, there was no firm ideological opposition.

If one wants to win over the empire's old nobles, this difference in ideological cognition will be a difficult hurdle.

Secondly, it is preference, which can be divided into two aspects.

On the one hand, judging from his micro-expression when Ryan mentioned Special Envoy Trena, Ryan should have a very good impression of Special Envoy Trena.

That kind of liking for the opposite sex.

However, no matter how worthy Ryan was, he would not allow a distinguished female federal congressman to be used as lure.

Hammadi has figured it out.

It should be that Ryan is more interested in beautiful women who are older and of higher status.

This is proven by Ryan's interest in Baroness Jennifer of Crawley when he was still a small town sheriff's deputy, and his interest in Olena, the then head of the Sword Bearer Department, when he was still an ordinary Sword Bearer.

On the other hand, through discussing the Federation's golem research, he learned that the Lord Ryan in front of him had probably already started making golems.

This shows a lot of things.

You have to know that golem making is generally a field that only level 3 crystal wizards can access.
Generally speaking, if you are just a bystander, you may not be able to know everything to this extent.

Soon, Hammadi, who had thought it through in the carriage, arrived at the residence of his boss, Marquis Royce.

The subsequent matters he will carry out require the support of this boss.

In the study room.

"Are you saying that Ryan particularly likes Special Envoy Trena?" Upon hearing this, Marquis Royce was stunned at first, and then he showed an expression of understanding.

"It's very likely that young people like those with mature temperaments. But older people like you and me prefer those who are young and energetic." Royce nodded and smiled.

"That's right, Lord Royce, that's right." Hammadi also laughed.

Obviously, he had gained the consensus of his superiors on this point, so it would be easy for him to make relevant requests next.

"So, Lord Royce, I have two plans."

"Oh? You tell me." Royce looked at Hammadi with interest.

"The first option is to pick a mature woman with a high status in the empire to be in charge of daily communication with Mr. Ryan. Of course, if you can infiltrate his inner circle without making any noise, that would be even better."

"Well, what about the second one?" Royce nodded, and several figures flashed through his mind.

"The second plan is to start with what we have now. For example, Jennifer, who is currently helping Mr. Ryan with the Chamber of Commerce, we can try to win her over to the Federation and then have her persuade him."

"Good idea! However, I saw in the intelligence that the other party is now in Munster. Are there any other candidates besides Jennifer?" Royce's smile became even brighter.

He realized that Hammadi should have been transferred to the imperial capital earlier.

"The other one is a contact person at the Sword Bearer headquarters. He has a sensitive identity and is not easy to contact or persuade to defect. He is not a suitable target." Hammadi shook his head and said.

In fact, he had already considered this candidate carefully before coming.

"I see."

"Did you gain anything else from meeting him this time?" Royce asked.

"Yes, I have confirmed it through indirect methods. The other party is indeed a metal wizard."

"So, my idea is that it would be best if I could find a suitable piece of metal magic in the near future and give it to the other party. Of course, this is conditional."

"It must be a combination of witchcraft unique to the Federation, and one or two of them must be given to Mr. Ryan, but not all of them."

Royce's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood Hamadi's purpose. He praised: "Good move!"

"However, Mr. Ryan is good at metal magic, and he also wants combined magic, which is unique to the Federation. If these three conditions are met at the same time, I am afraid that there are only a handful of such combined magic in the Federation."

"Lord Royce, he is ranked third on the list. He deserves it, doesn't he?" Hammadi said with a smile.

"Haha, it's indeed worth it. Leave this matter to me."

"There are also special potions for improving mental strength. You can occasionally give some special items or potions that are beneficial to crystallization, but not too many."

"Maintain your normal favorability?"

"Yes!" Hammadi nodded and smiled.

The soul energy crystal was given to Ryan as a gift last time, which made him maintain a certain degree of favorability towards the Federation.

The next morning.

When Ryan was about to go to the school's residence, someone he expected came.

"Sir Ryan, I heard that your contact in the Sword Bearer was attacked by a cult. I also heard that your family has come to the imperial capital. Do you need me to make some arrangements?"

Buchanan smiled.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Buchanan. However, I have already strengthened the defense of the mansion." Ryan declined.

"Yeah." Buchanan nodded, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if he sensed something.

He continued to ask, "Sir Ryan, I wonder what you think of my last suggestion to invite you to join the Dragon Scale Brotherhood?"

Ryan actually already had the answer to this question in his mind.

He had thought about it these past few days, whether he should just pretend to be nice to the situation first, but then he changed his mind and felt that it was inappropriate.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Buchanan. After careful consideration, I think it's better for me, as a sword bearer, not to join any secret organization of any nature."

Hearing Ryan's words, Buchanan's face darkened, as if he didn't expect Ryan to actually refuse. This also meant that what he said in front of the second prince before was slapped in the face.

"Mr. Ryan, your answer is regrettable. Are you sure you won't consider it again?"

"Feel sorry."

"I hope Lord Ryan will not regret it."

After saying that, Buchanan stood up and left angrily.

It’s not that Buchanan, the second prince’s butler, is cunning, but Ryan’s refusal was beyond his expectations.

Because in his opinion it was a sure thing, any normal person would know how to choose the recruitment from the prince of the empire, but he did not expect that Ryan actually refused.

This also made it impossible for the second prince's subsequent plans to proceed.

at the same time.

The Duke of Durham's residence.

"Oh? Failed?" Durham listened to the new butler's report without much disappointment on his face. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although the Black Flame Cult's plan to kidnap Ryan's contact did not succeed this time, from another perspective, the effect of his leaking Ryan's battle record has begun to show.

This time it’s the Black Flame Cult, what about next time?

It could be the Secret Snake Cult or it could be the Poseidon Cult, and there is a high probability that they will come one after another!

Thinking of this, Duke Durham's mood naturally improved.

"There is one more thing, sir. According to intelligence, Carl, the disciple of the Tide Sword Saint, challenged Ryan in the Dragon Knight Reserve Camp, but..."

"But what?" After hearing the first half of the sentence, Duke Drum was still a little looking forward to the result.

After all, every formal disciple of the Tide Sword Master is very powerful, far superior to his illegitimate son Greenwood.

In his opinion, it’s not that Carl will definitely win, but at least it will put pressure on Ryan.

But when he heard the word "but", Duke Durham had a bad feeling.

"Sir Carl was defeated in one move." The young butler said and lowered his head.

"What? One move?" When Duke Drum heard the news, the corners of his eyes, which already had many crow's feet, twitched violently.

The situation he was most worried about happened.

This Ryan's strength is increasing too fast.

Judging from the previous record, Ryan's killing of Harold the Sculptor must have been a fierce or even difficult battle.

But now, he defeated Carl, who was almost as strong as Harold, with just one move?
How long has it been since?

This Ryan's strength seems to have improved again.

It seems that there are some things that need to be done and I can't worry too much!
Half an hour later.

In the second prince’s study.

"Oh? The other party refused?" The second prince Everton, holding a white pet that looked like a big cat in his arms and stroking it gently, said in a calm tone.

"Yes, your highness, and" Buchanan looked hesitant.

Buchanan had been the second prince's steward for many years, so he was naturally familiar with some of his master's habits. The expression on his face was naturally a pretense.

Because his Highness seemed to appreciate this Ryan more.

It may be because of his age or his battle record. Even though it was mentioned last time that the dragon bloodline in Ryan is more important, His Highness' strategy is mainly to win him over.

But Ryan's attitude today made Buchanan a little angry and embarrassed.

Of course, there is another reason. Duke Durham has contacted him twice and asked him to give Ryan some eye drops in front of the Second Prince when the time is right.

"And what?" Everton couldn't help asking.

"Moreover, it seems that Ryan does not respect Your Highness very much in his writing. In addition, he is very suspicious about the purpose of establishing the Dragon Scale Brotherhood."

"I am worried that if we fail to recruit Ryan, as his status among the Sword Bearers rises, it is likely that the Imperial Sword Bearers will further target the Dragon Scale Brotherhood."

Buchanan stopped talking here.

When Everton heard this, he stopped stroking the white lynx.

Because what Buchanan talked about happened to be a point that he cared about the most.

As Alfred has taken control of the Imperial Sword Bearers in the past two years, this staunch reformer has not been friendly towards the Dragonscale Brotherhood.

No, to be precise, it's very vigilant.

If Ryan continues to be promoted, then if there is another senior Sword Bearer who shares the same views as Alfred, it is very likely that this high level of vigilance will turn into action.

"Your Highness, should we let this Ryan fail in the initial test of the dragon knight?" Seeing that his prince had not spoken for a long time, Buchanan suggested cautiously.

"No, let him go to the re-examination." Everton shook his head and said.

"There are three people from the Dragon Scale Brotherhood participating in the Dragon Knight Reserve Selection this time, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Tell them that this time when they enter the secret realm, in addition to extracting the blood essence of the young void dragon, they will have another task, which is to extract the blood essence from this Ryan."

The opponent's blood essence is quite unique, so Everton originally wanted to have Ryan join the Dragon Scale Brotherhood, and then slowly control it through potions to make Ryan a long-term 'blood bag'.

But now it seems that we can only treat it as a disposable 'blood bag'.

"As you command, Your Highness." Buchanan bowed his head and a smile appeared on his face.

The headquarters of the Bixiu Construction School.

With Ryan's joining, the progress of the second improved version of Hellfire was almost halfway completed after one day.

At this rate, the second improved Hellfire will be completed in two days, before the Dragon Knight assessment.

As night fell, Ryan returned to the mansion.

Southeast of the Imperial Capital Tamriel, in the famous Falling Star Lake scenic area, something is happening quietly.

As the name suggests, the two words "Falling Star" in Falling Star Lake indicate its origin.

It is said that this lake was suddenly formed by the fall of a meteorite from outer space.

Of course, this statement is not entirely nonsense.

Because many curious people have specially measured the depth of the lake, they were shocked to find that for such an inland lake, the depth of several places exceeded one thousand meters, which is really rare.

Over time, the name Falling Star Lake has been used.

There are many lake view villas scattered around the lake.

In front of a remote lake view villa, the water of Falling Star Lake was rhythmically beating against the shore like waves.

Under the moonlit sky, if you look closely, you can find that on one side of the villa, where it connects to the lake, there seems to be a sewer with a diameter of more than two meters.

Obviously, the nearly two-meter size of the sewer is a bit unusual.

At this time, four bubble-wrapped human figures were carrying a crystal coffin from the sewer directly to the lake view villa.

Soon, four hooded men in black robes emerged from a pool in the wine cellar under the villa.

The four men first carefully carried out the crystal coffin and placed it aside. Then, they bowed respectfully to a group of black-robed men with various sea beasts on their robes who had been waiting for a long time and said:
"High Priest Kalitis, the one favored by God has been delivered."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." The high priestess of the Poseidon Cult named Kalitis nodded, and at the same time, she focused her attention on the crystal coffin.

Inside the crystal coffin, there was a pretty woman sleeping with her fingers clasped together on her belly.

If Ryan was present and looked closely at his face, he would have found an indescribable sense of déjà vu. The other person clearly looked different from Hela, the goddess of the underworld, but the more he looked at her, the more similar they seemed.

Those favored by God are also called the chosen ones.

Specifically, it means a special physique, and one is born with certain special abilities. Of course, some physiques will not awaken until one reaches adulthood or enters the extraordinary stage.

But no matter what, they all possess unique abilities, which is why they are called the chosen ones and the ones favored by God.

However, for all sects, the greatest role of those favored by God is that they are the best vessels for the gods to descend.

For example, Staven, who attacked Ryan last time, had a physique that was closer to that of a God-favored One, but only close.

If he really is a favored one of the Spider God Neyobrakhan, then once possessed, the magnitude of the increase in strength will be far greater than that of Staven's body.

But the problem is that the gods' favorites of different gods have different physiques. It is naturally extremely difficult to find those who meet the requirements in the vast sea of ​​people, just like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, the preciousness of this God-favored person in front of us is self-evident!
(End of this chapter)