The female devils I saved came to my door

Especially now, the way the two of them are leaning on the carriage chatting boredly, their temperaments are exactly the same.

43.The Viscount’s Plot

The next day, those nobles who shouted "Let the Grand Duke get out of here with the road he wants to build" came to the capital of Lorentalland.

Some of these nobles were wearing colorful dresses, some were wearing fancy armor, some were holding religious books high and reciting hymns, some were shouting and being arrogant...

But it can be seen that they are all standard noble lords who are not engaged in production and are arrogant.

Charles and other paladins and priests were also fully dressed. They found the largest preaching hall in the Lorentalan Monastery, hung up the holy emblem representing the Holy See, and moved the hall out of the open space.

These nobles, who had disagreements over "whether Lorentalland should build the main north-south road, and how to divide the money after it is built," began a quarrelsome debate under the witness of Lord Monroe.

The Grand Duke claimed that he was building this main road running from north to south in order to benefit the Holy See and to give devout believers the opportunity to visit Glory City.Everything he does is for the great Father God, without any selfish motives.

He accused the rebellious ministers of being stingy, selfish and short-sighted, constantly labeling them, and even accused them of being heretics who rebelled against the Holy See...

And those vassals who made trouble also retorted, mocking the Grand Duke for his ugly appearance, crude governance methods, and his own intention to use this road to deprive the vassals of their real power.

They also brought out various sacred ancient articles to prove that what they were doing was protecting the sacred rights and interests of their territory, and it was a just act that complied with the provisions of the Holy See...

This inefficient and lengthy argument went on for a long time.

Whenever one party gets a little bored or wants to give in, there will always be someone who uses inflammatory words to continue to channel everyone's dissatisfaction and push this endless quarrel forward.

They are quarrelsome and use gorgeous rhetoric to describe their vulgar purposes. One sentence can have several clauses, and the length can drive people crazy.

Monroe tried his best to remain patient, sitting upright and listening to the speeches of both parties.

But gradually, he became a little irritable.

Ciel and several other paladins served as scribes, writing down the nobles' nutritious nonsense on the page, stroke by stroke, in standard cursive handwriting.

After two days, the hands of Charles and others were numb.Although the Paladins were trained, their patience was exhausted in this inefficient nonsense argument.

Only the strong tea and bread brought by the servants who came and went allowed them to continue these paperwork.

But after all, they had been arguing for two or three days, and the manuscript papers recording the comments of these nobles were piled half as high as a person.

Only Hilna is relatively relaxed. After all, she is not a staff member who is making up the work. She only needs to stand aside and watch.

After the lengthy argument, both parties were indeed fed up.

Monroe also promptly gave his ruling: the Holy See would come forward to centrally manage the area of ​​the main road that was about to be built, and prohibit any noble from collecting tolls privately.

However, the income tax collected by believers, vendors, etc. from accommodation in hotels along the way will be distributed to the lords in various places in proportion (the specific proportion is determined according to the contribution of each vassal), and the remaining income will belong to the Grand Duke.

In fact, everyone had expected this final decision.

Although the Grand Duke was not very happy, he could only accept it.

Just when the tired nobles were about to nod in agreement, an accident occurred.

A Viscount named Prafatin suddenly jumped up and loudly denounced the injustice of the Holy See. He also spoke rudely to Monroe, accusing him of being a "bastard who acts as a thug of the Holy See", thinking that he must have received the benefits of the Archduke.

He also believed that the Holy See was obviously being biased and ridiculed that the Holy See wanted to take the opportunity to interfere in the internal affairs of the principality.

This guy bit like a mad dog, making everyone present frown.

After all, in the previous two days of debate, Prafatin did have the most opinions and the loudest noise.

Everyone was also worried that he would stir up trouble before signing the agreement, but they did not expect that he would actually target Monroe and even the Holy See behind the sword master.

It's like crazy.

Monroe wasn't angry, he was just confused.

Because, the nervous Viscount became more and more excited as he talked. Not content with talking about it, he actually pulled out his sword, pointed it at Monroe, who was sitting high on the throne, and asked the sword master to accept his invitation to a duel - or life or death. duel.

This time everyone was amused.

Just by looking at his movements, you can tell that this fat Viscount is the kind of person who is not good at fighting.He himself has no magic talent and is just a layman who has learned some swordsmanship.

But this guy kept provoking with words and said many unbearable and unpleasant things.Originally, the Paladins were planning to teach this guy a lesson, but Monroe stopped them.

"I accept the challenge to a duel here," he replied.

So, with the Grand Duke as a witness, a duel without any suspense began:

After getting into a stance, the two men drew their weapons.Monroe was afraid of killing someone directly, so he didn't use his own heavy sword, but used the standard sword brought by Charles.

The Viscount used his family's long alchemy sword.

As soon as the Grand Duke started, the Viscount's sword flew away.

But the Viscount still refused to give up and did not understand that Monroe was giving in to him.

After he threw away his weapon, he still danced with his fists and clamored to go up and fight Monroe. In the end, he asked for mercy - Monroe slashed his sword in front of him, leaving a blow directly on his face. A long sword wound.

Before the Viscount fell, blood sprayed everywhere.He could only cry out and collapse on the ground, screaming like a monkey, calling for doctors to help him.It made other nobles burst into laughter, and the place was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Monroe took the towel handed by a lowered waiter, wiped off the blood on his armor and face, and then handed the sword back to Charles.

"Does anyone else have any objections?" The sword master looked around and finally asked.

Everyone said no.

As a result, Viscount Prafatin, who was causing trouble like a clown, was carried away.

The remaining nobles praised Monroe's unparalleled swordsmanship, and then signed the document drawn up by Charles.

This agreement, known as the "Lorentalan North-South Main Road Agreement", officially came into effect.

So far, this has been an ordinary business trip.

The only episode during this period was that an unknown clown appeared and came out to provoke the sword master.

Everyone took it as a joke and speculated that Viscount Prafatin might have been crazy and wanted to make a name for himself by fighting against the Sword Master, so he did such a stupid thing.

The viscount seemed to feel that he had failed so miserably and was disgraced.After signing the supplementary agreement, he left in a hurry without even attending the dinner.

The Grand Duke also wanted to retain the nobles of the Holy See and let them participate in the ceremony to start the construction of the main road, but everyone in the team was eager to return home and refused.

So, on the eve of his departure, the Archduke held an even grander dinner and invited all the envoys of the Holy See to attend.

Even the servants who follow the Paladin have seats and can enjoy sumptuous meals.

Charles found a seat at the back of the banquet hall and had something to eat with Hilna.

"Teacher Charles, I have a question." Halfway through the dinner, Sirna suddenly spoke.

She noticed something suspicious.

"Ok?"

"Except for the two of us, how many people are there in our team coming to Lorentalan?"

"Fifty-five, right? One Lord Monroe, eleven paladins, and 55 servants accompanying the team...what's wrong?"

"Then these people should all be at the banquet." Hilna nodded: "I counted, there are indeed 55 people."

"Any questions?"

"Teacher, after Lord Monroe won the duel during the day, why didn't I see the servant who handed Lord Monroe a towel to wipe the blood?"

Charles was stunned by these words: "Maybe that servant is from the Duke's palace."

"That's not right, teacher, I remember very clearly: that person was wearing a shawl that is only worn by servants of the Holy See." Hilna reminded: "I vaguely remember that the servant took the towel that Monroe used and then left. It opened. At that time, everyone in the room was paying attention to the Viscount who fell to the ground. Everyone was laughing and didn't notice him. "

Charles was stunned for three seconds and immediately realized the seriousness behind the problem.

He quickly pushed open the seat, pulled up Sirna, and ran towards Munro, who was socializing with the Archduke.

A towel stained with a person's human fluids, in the hands of some magicians who are proficient in high-level magic, is enough to be used to perform a blasphemous magic ritual.

At this time, Viscount Prafatin, who had been embarrassing like a clown during the day, had returned to his territory with his allies, carrying the towel stained with his own blood and the sweat on Monroe's forehead. The long-planned ceremony began in full swing.

They were already one step too late.

44. Eucharistic Seminar

In the huge and complex magic system of the Arran world, some magic rituals have been set as taboos by the Holy See and other countries due to their cruel, uncontrollable, destructive and ethically unacceptable means of obtaining materials.

Among them, synthetic humans are included.

The natural growth of human awakening spell talent is completely random, and tempering the body requires years of hard training, and acquiring wisdom and knowledge often requires a lifetime of hard work.

Therefore, it is inevitable that some people will have evil intentions.

About three or four hundred years ago, an ancient mage whose name was erased proposed a method of creating "new humans", or "synthetic humans".

According to his theory, the alchemical materials etched with various high-level warlock carvings are made into bones; the flesh and blood of the strongest warriors are fused with summoned creatures from the Netherworld to forge a powerful body; and the spells of numerology-like spells are used to forge powerful bodies. Wen, create a mind that can understand the future and the past - in this way, a perfect life form can be born.

Theoretically, as soon as this life form is born, it will cast three categories of high-level spells. It will have the most powerful body, astonishing self-healing ability, unparalleled fighting consciousness, and the ability to survive without the blessing of gods. It can survive for a long life of 600 years.

Moreover, these humans can also reproduce with each other, and their offspring will definitely have the talent to perform magic, rather than randomly awakening according to the will of the Heavenly Father.

The ancient mage once conducted an experiment and tried to create what he believed to be a "perfect and beautiful new human being."

He firmly believed that the human beings he created would become the truly beloved children of the Eternal Heavenly Father, and would guide the incomplete and ignorant people to establish the kingdom of God on earth.

However, his experiments were too blasphemous and his ideas were too radical, which resulted in punishment from the Holy See at the time.

Under the siege of the knights, the mage finally burned himself to death in his castle.

Most of his manuscripts were also confiscated and banned by the Holy See.

However, several disciples of this mage escaped from the church's pursuit with his remaining manuscripts, and in the following hundreds of years, a secret mage organization calling itself the "Holy Body Research Society" was developed, still committed to the so-called " "New Humanity" manufacturing plan.

As for whether they have actually created the so-called "new human beings", no one knows.

This organization mainly operates in the mountainous areas of the central part of the mainland and has a very small number of people. It is a heretical organization that the Holy See has explicitly ordered to crack down on.

But every time, the Holy See thought that these people had cut off their inheritance, they would reappear and cause more trouble.

like now.

Viscount Prafatin colluded with the "Holy Body Training Society" and listened to the so-called "We can make you a warrior as powerful as the Sword Master" and set this trap.

They learned from divination that Mr. Monroe would probably come to mediate this incident, so they took advantage of the opportunity to negotiate in the capital and asked a mage who was good at hiding to disguise himself as a servant and sneak into the meeting hall where the nobles were quarreling with each other.

When Viscount Prafatin provoked Monroe with his clown-like behavior and splashed his blood on the sword master during the duel.This disguised servant could use this as an opportunity to hand over a towel and collect the sweat from the skin under the Sword Master's crown.

They did not dare to hope to harm the sword master. After all, any killing intention directed at him would be keenly sensed by his instincts.

Therefore, the mage disguised as a waiter, after holding his breath and approaching Monroe, only used this rough towel to collect a few drops of his sweat and facial skin flakes.

This is enough.

Using these drops of sweat, combined with the secret method spread by the school, a bottle of strange potion was brewed.

"This is to analyze the essence based on Ether Monroe's body fluids and skin flakes, and combined with our secret techniques, it is enough to give you the ability to recover from the dead," they assured.

"Really?" The Viscount was a little doubtful: "With just these few things, you can make this kind of potion?"

The mages dropped a drop of medicine on the dying rat used in the experiment, and the rat immediately came back to life and began to jump around.

"Don't doubt our ability. Monroe's power comes from us, so just some body fluids and skin flakes are enough... This medicine will lose its effectiveness after a while. Do you want to become stronger? This is your only Opportunity!"

The Viscount hesitated and drank the potion.

…………

When Charles informed Monroe, who was eating silently with his head down, of Hilna's discovery, Monroe immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

After counting the servants present - sure enough, none of them delivered towels to Monroe during the day.

This serious oversight was enough to make everyone panic.

Pushing aside the drunken archduke, he summoned the paladins who were still eating and drinking at the table, and ordered his servants to prepare their horses and set off.

More than a dozen people immediately put on their armor and rushed out of the Duke's Palace, preparing to chase Viscount Prafatin's team.

The viscount's territory is located in the north of the principality, and it can be traveled back and forth in one day by riding a fast horse.

Before setting off, Sirna suddenly grabbed Charles who was about to get on his horse: "Teacher, take me with you! I can help you!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, he pulled up Sirna and asked her to mount the horse.Because her robe was too long, he could only lift up her robe, let her sit behind him, and hug Charles tightly.