The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

"Inolai's attitude is generally not subject to interference by others, but Barthemelo is just the opposite. As an assistant, it is a consistent style to be good at adopting the opinions of most monarchs."

The plane had slowly started to lock onto the area and began to spiral down. Kenneth looked out of the window and added, before persuading: "It's not a good choice to help an existence that is designated to be sealed."

"Your Excellency Kenneth, I heard that your mentor Urifis has been working on a proposal? It seems to be...redeveloping the tomb of Albion?"

Hearing this, Kenneth's heart skipped a beat, he turned around abruptly and said, "You..."

"I've always thought that if you haven't been discovered, it means you haven't done it, right?" Limuru raised his head and said with a chuckle, "It's not a big deal for Canozaki Orange to steal the knowledge of the clock tower, I believe. In contrast, the help she can provide is what I value.”

"...That's right, but you made a mistake." Kenneth gave Limulu a complicated look and said, "Although it's out of kindness or position, I will stand unswervingly behind my mentor. But that doesn't mean El-Melloi supports the development of the tomb, Rimuru."

"Not only that, the proposal to develop the tomb of Albion is not in line with the interests of most monarchs, and this is the same for Achelot." Kenneth glanced at Lidal, and suddenly chuckled and said: " And this bargaining chip, you used it too early, you should use this bargaining chip to persuade Urifis to help you become the monarch, instead of... oh, or, you want to kill two birds with one stone?"

"Is that so?" After listening to Kenneth's words, Limulu nodded and fell into deep thought. This was the first time he made a mistake. Didn't even Kenneth agree with the development of the spiritual tomb?

To be honest, Limuru really agreed to develop the spiritual tomb from the bottom of his heart, if Lidel and other related factors were excluded. After all... developing the spiritual tomb means that he has more opportunities to come into contact with stronger and more mysterious people. , more strange things and abilities.

"Then since we've come to this point..." Limuru suddenly said softly, "Kenny...no, Your Excellency El-Mello, you are optimistic about me becoming a monarch, right?"

"If necessary, we can even support you." Kenneth nodded, and suddenly said: "If you can convince my mentor, then aristocracy will naturally not oppose the faction becoming stronger."

"Of course, the premise is that you replace other families that are not aristocratic."

Lidelle added: "Actually, Gaiusling hopes that you can replace an aristocratic faction, but considering that Gaiusling's faction is actually a loyal puppet faction of Barthemero's faction, you can also It is understood that this is what Barthamello meant."

"It's normal. Although Barthemero is also aristocratic, in fact, as a court assistant, she hopes that the factions below can balance and check and balance each other."

Limulu nodded. Gaiusling would help him become a professor so decisively. Limulu didn't think it was Tess' words that affected Gaiusling's decision, but that the other party probably wanted to help Ah from the beginning. Chelot's prestige in attacking Urifis made Achelot powerful enough to compete with the Urifis faction.

"But if you choose to replace families from other factions, Gaius Ling may no longer support you. You have to think carefully, Lord Limulu." Kenneth also smiled at this time: "Fish and bear's paws are not the same. It is possible to have both, but in terms of standpoint, there has never been an eternal enemy, and the El-Melloi faction is willing to become friends with Tempest."

Hearing this, Lidal suddenly chuckled, and said, "Your style is not at all like the students taught by Urifis."

"If I didn't have this style, I would still be his student up to now, not the Patriarch of El-Mello, Archelot." Kenneth turned his head seriously and said in a rare way: "I know that the Archelot sect and the traditional nobles The main contradiction lies in the concept, but the concept is a long-term struggle, which does not hinder short-term cooperation."

"Indeed..." Hearing the other party's words in such a clear manner, Lidel was stunned for a while, then suddenly looked at Limulu helplessly and said, "I suddenly understand why the two of you can talk more in certain aspects... ..."

"But it's true." Lidal gently grabbed Limulu's hand, and said with a light smile: "At least the current Patriarch Achelot is willing to change his position for someone."

"Lydel..."

"It's fine for you to make a decision." Lidal said softly: "As Professor Kenneth said, the idea is a long-term struggle, and it does not hinder short-term cooperation. As long as you can become the monarch, this is the current situation of the Achelot family. maximum benefit."

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PS: The insects are about to be exterminated. I saw many readers asking about the insect magic and butterfly magic of the old insect. Let’s explain it here...

The Matou family's magic traits have no variability. They have always been water attributes with the "absorption" characteristic. They are good at restraint, force and other types of magic, and they are famous for creating familiars. Insect magic is also what the old insects are best at when they were young. Magic, but it is normal for extremely excellent magic to be included in the magic engraving for inheritance, so it is not wrong to say that insect magic is inherited.

But absolutely!There is absolutely no such thing as butterfly magic!

Old Chongzi liked butterflies when he was young. I don’t know if raising butterflies is true...but butterfly magic...is definitely a second creation of the same person, right? ! !

But think about it, is it really handsome?So I plan to let the protagonist eat bugs and then develop it?

Or just don't eat it to save nausea?

so tangled……

Chapter 070, who said the church is trash?

monarch.

This is a highly respected vocabulary in the moon world. In the world of magicians, it seems that there is only the word crown, which can surpass it.

Even if it just represents an honor in the clock tower.

For Limuru, who knows the development of later generations, becoming a monarch seems to be a matter of course, and it is almost inevitable.

Because even if he was hindered for three or four years, unable to ascend to the throne through normal means, Kenneth fell seven years later, and the El-Mello faction fell, Limuru believed that he could completely devour them Exhausted, completely took away their prestigious position.

What's more, now that he has already started to promote modern magic theory, and started to accumulate political capital for himself, other aristocraticism has not come to his door, and there is no double acquiescence under the struggle between Barthemelo and Urifis—— —However, now it seems that...

Barthemelo is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, wanting to wait for Urifis to make a move and then see the move, but he doesn't know that Urifis has already made a move...

Limulu raised his head, looked at Director Kenneth who was standing at the window of the plane and looked down, and suddenly smiled, but this move was different from the confrontation that Barthamello imagined, instead, he stretched out his own initiative. He stopped, and turned to digging the corner of the wall.

Limuru lowered his eyes, thinking lightly. Although seven years later, the decline of the El-Melloi faction is indeed the easiest opportunity, but too long is indeed a question that Limulu has to think about. Frankly speaking, using Mulu doesn't want her status as a magician to be dropped too much by her status as a white knight.

Then, if you think about it this way, the help of Urifis and the El-Melloi faction was much stronger than that of Barthemelo and Gaiusling.

Gaius Ling's family is like a puppet of Barthemero, who doesn't have much say in aristocraticism, and restrains the ghost faction of Urifis. All factions need such a puppet faction in isolation, let alone let him help Limulu do something or even publicly support it.

Not taking the initiative to make a move, but wanting to see the tricks, which in itself shows that Barthemero's greatest support is the passive support of "not letting his family maliciously target you".

This kind of hidden support of absolute fairness will still be of great help to Limuru seven years later, but it will be useless if you want to destroy a certain family in advance and replace it. In this regard, the old fox and Ken who are good at colluding Nis, who has an extremely active wrist and sense of smell, is the partner Limulu needs most.

But the problem is...Kenneth and the old fox only hope that what he gets is the family of the democratic and neutral factions. The other two of the great nobles... the old fox Tranbelio and the old woman Inolai.

Skull pain.

Limulu sighed slightly, why can't they all have it?I'm obviously an adult, right?

"This side is much more difficult to deal with than the Dead Apostle side."

Yes, after all, most of the Dead Apostles don't want anything, so just find a target for them.

But here...everyone wants it, and...too much.

No matter which family it is, all kinds of visible and invisible interests are involved... But what we have to do is to persuade them to abandon those inconsistent interests for the sake of interests that are consistent with ours.

"The feeling of giving up something is always more heartbreaking than not getting it."

Not bad, great sage, can you speak philosophy?

"I am also growing up. It is a pity that this era does not have the prosperous Internet as you remember. Otherwise, my behavioral logic calculation will make my thinking logic more humanized?"

Already very good.

Limulu smiled lightly, and the plane shook for a while, interrupting his contemplation and communication with the great sage, before he realized that the plane had completely landed before he knew it—London, here.

"It seems that I have been thinking for a long time?" Limulu looked up at Kenneth, and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry that I can't make a decision yet."

Considering that the dean once said that his parents and family belonged to the democratic faction, and that Aozaki Chengzi's teacher, Inolai, can actually be trusted and supports his existence, Limuru intends to check her tone. Thinking about this issue, after all... He may not care about the attitudes of Barthumello and Tran Ribeo, but he is still willing to consider their thoughts for those who have helped him.

"Thinking carefully is a good behavior." Kenneth nodded lightly, turned around and stepped out of the plane first, and the moon marrow spiritual liquid instantly turned into a self-disciplined counterattack weapon to alert: "Besides, this kind of question does not need to be answered."

After he thoroughly confirmed that there was no danger outside, he poked his head in again and put on a smile: "As for this matter, I can also stand by your side, which can be regarded as showing the sincerity of the El-Melloi faction." .”

Limuru was slightly taken aback by this remark, and after realizing that the other party was talking about Aoqi Orange, he shook his head: "Then thank you, Sir Kenneth, but this time it can only be regarded as a private cooperation, trust me, Kenneth—I'll pay the favor back."

He understood what Kenneth meant. After all, the alliance of any faction might just come from a very simple cooperation. If he really stood firm, he should refuse even this kind of tentative cooperation that just showed his attitude, but He chose to accept, which meant that his subtext was that he was really willing to consider Kenneth's proposal, choose to change his position, and join the faction dominated by Urifis and El-Melloi.

But he has to explain that he has the possibility to refuse.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." Kenneth raised his eyebrows and understood what he meant, then stood up straight again and waved his hands: "Then, I won't disturb you two, I have to return to the battlefield urgently..."

Maybe because he got the answer he wanted, Kenneth's tone was quite pleasant. After all...the value of Limuru is not just that simple. Judging from the relationship between Lidal and him, it is obvious that he can also kidnap an Achelo by the way Special... even if the ideas are different, even though he and Achelot look at each other disliked.

But no one can deny that the energies of the two sides, and the gathering together, will have such a terrifying effect.

In fact, Kenneth noticed that Limuru's physical condition was not as serious as he thought. The other party's sensitivity when thinking about the problem showed that his brain was not disturbed, and the habitual movements and conversations were not disturbed. Fluency also shows that the opponent is almost at an absolute level of mastery of the body.

And this is completely different from the state that should have completely collapsed and only breathed a sigh of relief after the effect of the necromancer potion is completely over.

However, these are obviously not important, or rather, Kenneth doesn't care.

He glanced at the escort plane hovering above his head, and without hesitation, he let the moon marrow spiritual liquid support him to climb up. After a suggestion to hypnotize the pilot, Kenneth squeezed in lightly in the cockpit that was not originally empty. , glanced at the transport plane where Limuru was below.

"It seems that Limuru's original goal is indeed a member of aristocraticism? But aristocraticism..."

Kenneth could deduce who Limuru's target was in almost an instant. It was nothing more than his own El-Melloi faction and Animsfia faction. Gaiusling was his supporter, and Barthumello and Euripes were unshakable at all.

And Animsfia's family has always only cared about astronomy and human reason... hardly participate in political struggles, and live in seclusion in the mountains far away from the center of struggles. While they don't have too many interests, they also guarantee that almost no matter what happens, they can't shake their position.

That is to say...

"Only my family is left."

Kenneth sighed, but soon laughed again. Even so, he was also looking forward to it, because he recognized Limuru's ability, so he was looking forward to it.

I look forward to Limuru making the right choice and moving forward together with him, and I also look forward to the annoyed appearance of him choosing the wrong opponent and failing.

Therefore, no matter what Limuru chooses, he can accept it, because...he, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, cannot fail.

……

On the battlefield, the combination of Limulu and Fufu had the upper hand in the face of hundreds of thousands of troops, abruptly causing the collapsed army to lose tens of thousands of people and retreating several kilometers. When there were more than 2 people, the popes in the rear finally couldn't sit still. It is true that they had no words to refute Tess' remarks, and they also indifferently acquiesced to let believers act as cannon fodder to bear the attacks of most primate killers. But—this doesn't mean they can't see the current situation on the battlefield.

The primate killer has indeed gradually weakened, or in other words, the frequency of launching abilities has decreased significantly, but the blood legion of the white knight has completely risen!

In the case of tens of thousands of dead, the humanoid monsters with blurred and distorted faces have completely matched the number of agents of the frontal troops, and there is even a part more, plus the huge magic dog charging In the past, the magician was restricted from playing, and he used his body to block a large number of large-scale attacks-the opponent doesn't need a primate killer to restrain the troops. No matter how you look at it, it is not a good decision to continue letting it go!

"You can't go on like this, Your Excellency Tess." Smith snapped.

"Then what can you do?" Tess' face was not very good at this time. Although he gloated over the death and injury of the church, as a member of the Magic Association, and when Lidale left without authorization, his His position is not so much a magician, but rather he was appointed by Lidal as a substitute. Standing in this position of command and decision-making, as a friend, he doesn't want to bring too much trouble and trouble to Lidal. Live up to her trust.

But now he has made all the magicians do as much as possible, but without the absolute prestige of the Marshal of Magic, the magicians of each faction are almost in a situation of fighting on their own. They wiped out the blood monsters quite happily. But if it is to protect the believers of the church... Except for the dozen or so magicians from the Achelot faction, who would listen to him? !

In the final analysis, it was still because the high-end combat power of the frontal troops was insufficient...or, in other words, everyone believed that the choral team of Bathermelo's courtyard could handle any high-end combat power.

"It's been half an hour. I thought Lord Barthelmelo could quickly deal with the enemies over there and come back..." Tess looked at the distant front and said in a low voice, "Have you been dragged?"

"Hmph, what about the Marshal of Magic, the so-called choral team is actually held back by a guy who doesn't even dare to show his face..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pope Smith felt his neck go cold. He saw several magicians who were in charge of the choral team watching him dissatisfiedly, and a cold steel wire climbed up his neck.

"Heh, will you attack your own people? Go and kill the white knight!"

"We are responsible for protecting your safety." Hearing this, a magician from the choral team said coldly: "Also, even if your church is completely wiped out and only our Magic Association is left, we have enough confidence to take care of you." All the Dead Apostles in Cornwall will be wiped out, so...just keep your mouth shut and stay here and accept our protection."

"you!!!"

"You really dare to say it! Bastard!" Professor Smith's angry tone hadn't finished yet, when he heard a joking voice, the magician who was speaking turned his head instantly, and flashed a fatally flickering black key——

For a moment, the atmosphere of the whole position was frozen, and Tes turned his head sharply, and saw a woman with a slightly crazy posture laughing violently.

"You are..." The Pope shrank his pupils.

"Haven't you urged us for a long time? Why, you are not welcome?"

"The burial institution... Narubalek..."

On the other hand, after Kenneth left, Limuru also thought for a while and then stopped being entangled. Since the place where the plane stopped was Lidale's academic city, after he only flirted with Lidale for a while, he ushered in an early The precious apprentice who rushed over after receiving the news, Eilaire.

However, this reunion is destined to be short-lived. After rubbing Elaire's head and checking his physical condition again, Limuru also needs to rush to the Far East in secret immediately. The document Saka Tokiomi sent said that he would go to Fuyuki City in a few days, but that was to divert Tohsaka Tokiomi's attention, and at the same time to find a reasonable reason for him to destroy the Matou family by the way.

However, his real actions must be carried out in secret, whether it is to strengthen his spiritual seance model and need to contact the Great Holy Grail, or to steal the spiritual veins—well, if the crime of destroying the spiritual veins can be laid on the Matou family It's better, although it's a little harder.

But no matter how urgent the time is, and Limuru himself can't wait for the activation of Avalon, the cover-up is still to be done. Although the Magic Association has entered the war alert, and the members of the association have also begun to go to the battlefield, but the clock After all, the Tower is the academic center of the Magic Association. Even after choosing to start the war, most of the courses have been suspended due to the transfer of professors, but there are still many students living in the Clock Tower and studying magic.

Therefore, Limulu didn't forget to drag his frail body to earn a wave of reputation for himself. Even if you are seriously injured, you have to use your residual heat. If your professor is not here, I will teach him in class. He brandished his little hoe , Digging a wave of corners... You know, the clock tower is like a super university like Harvard in the magic world. Even if a small number of students in it don't want to make progress, most of them are still very conscious and passionately pursuing with a path to knowledge and advancement.

Compared with aversion to class, what they are more distressed about is that they cannot find a teacher to help them solve problems that cannot be solved by self-study.

Chapter 071, Narubalek VS White Knight & Vacuum Magic!

Under the crimson moonlight, the tragic broken limbs and blood soaked the green grass, the white knight Limuru stood on top of the magic dog, and when he looked indifferently at the crowd fighting together, he also felt that even if he appeared in Several high-energy energy sources on the battlefield, as well as the terrifying magic power source that appeared on the plateau a few kilometers away.

Narubalek is the title of the leader of each generation of burial agencies, that is, the first one inherited.

And if I remember correctly, Narubalek of this generation is a lunatic woman like a murderer, with a distorted and unreasonable personality. It is precisely because of this that the burial organization of this generation has almost reached the point of parting ways with the church. At this point, unless it is absolutely necessary, the church will hardly contact this group of people.

The burial agency has arrived?

Limulu opened her eyes slightly, and saw a storm sweeping through the field under her banner, a long spear flashed past the crowd in an instant, tore apart dozens of blood-colored clones, and cleared out a blank field——

"1.2.3.4...I thought that the burial organization would never act in groups..." Before Limulu could finish speaking, a terrifying wave came from a distant mountain top, and under the soaring killing intent, there was a flash The afterimage and the blink of an eye split the ground behind him into pieces!

"Roar!"

The magic dog only had time to utter a mournful cry, and endless blood spewed out like a fountain along with the slowly cracked skin, and fell to the ground with a bang on the verge of falling, turning into gunpowder smoke and becoming illusory.

"This group of guys really don't like group actions very much, but this time it's to get rid of traitors..." The playful and flirtatious female voice flashed by, and after Limulu fell to the ground, before he even looked up, he felt that the giant beast had fallen. The sharp edges in the dust stirred up by the ground turned into wind, carrying a bloody smell.

"Buzz! Bang!"

Limulu raised his hand, Wuji in his body instantly absorbed the monstrous blood, turned it into a blood-colored giant sword, quickly condensed to block the blow, the magic flame began to rise, and the blood-colored giant sword continued to flow like a sword embryo. The substance condensed, gradually dyed into pitch black, and began to transform into Stuart's magic sword.

This is the most powerful weapon among the weapons that Limulu has devoured now, but even so, the impact brought by the opponent's slash still made Limulu's tiger's mouth slightly numb. He turned around, and that was A long-haired woman wearing a silver lady's windbreaker, only revealing her delicate hand and holding a dagger, a layer of smoke-like color flowed over the dark red dagger, and the great sage of Limuru quickly swept across— —Soon to decipher the magic circuit and strengthening imprint on it.

A magic dress that specializes in sharpness.

The long dark red hair scattered from her head covered one of her eyes. Generally speaking, the disheveled hair looks very much like the female lunatic in Limulu's impression. The only exposed eye also reveals madness and cat-and-mouse The banter at the time obviously didn't take him seriously.