After waking up

What followed was a discussion session. Mullan also invited other professors present to help answer relevant questions. Of course, the students wanted Mullan to answer them more, but after all, there was only one Professor Jonest.

What's even more outrageous is that some professors will take the initiative to ask Mullan for some details.

When today's class in the first hall ended, it also announced that Black Castle's perfect plan had truly crossed the core stage in the Mullan Report.

Mulan walked out of the first hall with a group of professors. Everyone once again looked at Mulan in a different light. This young glorious knight was not like the glorious knight at all. He could always do something unexpected.

The musician told Mullan half-jokingly and half-seriously that in fact, he could not only be a shining knight, but could even achieve an educational path in a certain sense.

When leaving the first hall, Mulan had eye contact with the alchemist Alofa. Although the latter acted very restrained and might not seem unusual to outsiders, Mulan could feel the faintness. Desire and even greed.

So much so that Mulan found an excuse that didn't count and left in a hurry. He really wanted to go to the palace, but he kept thinking about Alofa on the way.

‘What is this old glass thinking? What’s so special about my blood? ’

On the carriage, Mulan kept thinking, even pinching out a drop of blood to examine carefully.

But looking at the drop of clear blood on his fingertips through the light of the car window, it means that the vitality is extremely high, but from the beginning of physical enlightenment to the birth of magic, the flesh and blood of any extraordinary person is in the process of evolution and improvement. Mulan consciously There won’t be much difference here either.

Mulan narrowed his eyes. Maybe he changed his mind. It would be too dangerous for him to go directly to Alofa for confirmation, and it might be difficult to get real information. But if he can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't.

Alchemists are arrogant and arrogant. Especially for a senior alchemist, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand him, even ordinary extraordinary people. But it is different if it is another alchemist.

Matt is deliberately avoiding Mulan, but he can be quiet not because he can really avoid Mulan, but because Mulan gives him this space.

In fact, Mulan also knew a thing or two about the various proposals that Matt submitted to the royal family, including the establishment of an independent personal alchemy shack.

Two hours later, in the Digao Palace, Queen Nishelil finally couldn't help but clenched her fists in excitement after confirming Mulan's report again.

"Well done! Mulan!"

"It's just my duty as a minister!"

Mulan bowed his head humbly and saluted. The Queen flicked her long skirt, walked quickly to the window, and stretched out her hand towards the distance.

"If Black Castle can cultivate hundreds of extraordinary beings every year, no force in the south can stop the rise of the empire!"

"What your Majesty wants is your goal. I believe this is not the limit!"

The queen looked back at Mulan, and then at the ministers beside her. Grandor shook her head and smiled.

"Even if you have this confidence, Jonster, the empire's resource supply will still be a big challenge. After all, the conditions required for the advancement of extraordinary people are all kinds of strange."

Mulan smiled and said nothing. In fact, according to his own estimation, the size of the Dilga Empire still has considerable potential.

"By the way, Your Majesty, I hope that the alchemist can be transferred to the Black Castle. Today, the Black Castle is in great need of alchemists, especially those who can communicate."

The bad words behind Mulan's words are very obvious.

If the Queen had hesitated before and had thoughts about Matt's proposal that ancient alchemy serve the royal family alone and let him open a research institute in a secluded and safe area, then after Mulan's current achievements, Matt's The only final destination was Mulan's proposal, which was to come to the Black Castle to do research and teach at the same time.

"That's right."

"Then, the student who is suspected of having the talent of being a secret weaver needs to be trained intensively. I will arrange information on the secret realm for you."

"yes."

"Ah Qiu——"

Matt sneezed hard and took out his handkerchief to blow his nose hard, just as Chrissy walked into the room.

"Oh? Do you have a cold? Is the winter in Digao so cold?"

Matt glanced at his scantily clad sister.

"It doesn't seem that cold to you. Is it fun for you to do this?"

Matt was referring to the fact that his sister had charmed several young nobles in the imperial capital and caused them to compete with each other.

Chrissy shrugged.

"That's none of my business. I never said I liked them. And as you know, getting closer to me or being completely fascinated by me may lead to bad luck. I can only do what happens to them. Deeply sorry.”

Chrissy said this while admiring the gem necklace wrapped around her hand.

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Matt had nothing to say.

Then Chris looked serious.

"By the way, last time I heard that Jones put more than 300 students from Black Castle into the hospital, but now I have asked everywhere and there is no news. Those noble children don't know what happened. It seems that their elders Stop putting pressure on the Queen.”

"Then it seems things are a little subtle."

Matt was thoughtful. His emotions towards Mulan were extremely complicated. On the one hand, he was a little afraid of Mulan, but on the other hand, he was always paying attention to Mulan without malice.

At night, a considerable number of church clergy gathered in the Digao Cathedral, together with the Archbishop. These clergy were not only from the Digao Cathedral, but also representatives from various large and small churches throughout the Digao area.

Although it seemed to be a regular gathering, in fact the content was unusual. They already knew that a dangerous heresy had appeared in Digao, and it must be completely purified.

The church priests left the Digao Great Cathedral one after another. Many of them looked a little serious. An evil demon, born from the inside of the church, was raging in Digao, and the impact it brought was too bad.

In the early morning, Bundy led the prayers for the believers with a melancholy look on his face. The archbishop and others said that Taylor was a heretic and a blasphemous demon. However, judging from the messages left by the other party, it appeared that the other party's belief was always firm. But it was also very painful.

That's a person who needs help, not to be "cleansed."

But when Bundy's eyes were scanning habitually, a figure in a corner made his eyes freeze. It was not that there was anything special in the cathedral, but that through the window, he noticed that there seemed to be a dark figure on the street in the distance.

Yes, that person may not have appeared. Maybe he had been outside the church when he appeared.

Bundy was so excited that he patiently finished his prayers, and then took advantage of the gap to quickly walk out of the church from the side door. He didn't tell anyone, and wanted to get in touch with the person first. Reason told him that this was wrong, but he just did it. , during this period of time, dreams about the other party have been haunting Bundy.

In the shadow of the opposite street outside the cathedral, a person turned and left. Taylor hurriedly chased him across the crowds on the street. Every time he seemed to catch up, there was no one in the shadow. Then he could always find the person further away. .

What's even more outrageous is that they chased him to a remote suburb of the city. When they moved to an abandoned building, the other party finally stopped and entered the building.

Bundy panted slightly and looked up at the building. It seemed to be an abandoned church.

Is there an abandoned church in Digo? Without thinking too much, Bundy hesitated and went in. Thank God, the other party did not leave, but stood in the shadow with his head lowered, and this shadow came from the broken Holy Light Statue.

"Priest Taylor?"

Bundy shouted, but the person in the shadow showed no response. Only when Bundy took two steps closer did the person in the shadow slowly raise his head.

"hiss"

It was a mutilated face that was several times more exaggerated than the disfigurement caused by sulfuric acid. In some places, the bones and muscles were fused together, twisted and painful. One of the eyes in the pupils was rotten and the other was gray. This face was more terrifying than a corpse.

"Taylor? Such a distant name, as if ten thousand years have passed."

"You, how could you do this?"

"Young priest, I am looking for someone, can you help me find him?"

Taylor's voice was husky and low, and every word seemed painful.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Who am I looking for? Yes, who am I looking for? Who am I looking for? Who am I looking for? Who am I looking for? Ah——"

Taylor was very confused. He kept asking himself questions, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally he screamed. This scream caused the remaining glass in the ruined church to explode, and it also stimulated Bundy to cover his ears.

"He has seen the real holy light, he has listened to the real voice of God, and he has caused me to become like this. This is where he came from. I want to find him, and I want to ask him why he harmed me, why, ah— —”

Taylor's entire body swelled out of the shadows, and every muscle seemed to turn into a terrifying worm.

"ah--"

Bundy woke up from fear, his body trembling slightly. He looked down and saw the Gospels on the table. He had fallen asleep in his room.

How could a devout priest have nightmares?