Alien Knights

"The patterns and numbers on my back are the marks and numbers of the Legion of Discord."

Listening to Rachel's words, Todd tried his best to keep his eyes on the woman's back.

The lifelike eagle uses special crimson ink for the outer outline, and uses a strange gold thread for the inner lines, which are deeply buried in the skin by hand sewing. The number in Roman numerals is "68".

Todd stood up and asked, "The Legion of Discord? Is it the army of the Relief Society?"

Rachel pulled up her large robe to cover her body, turned around and said, "The people from the Relief Society are nothing more than a group of minions. They are active in the missionary scope of the Church of the Heavenly Father, and are mainly responsible for capturing, screening, cultivating and transporting heterogeneous species."

"Just like the "Downtown Circus" you saw in the past, they used the method of touring to capture alien species and raised them in the circus. After they were matured, they were sent to the "Legion of Discord" to be trained as combatants."

Todd recalled the head of the circus, the man named Throat, and asked, "So what happened to Legion of Discord?"

Rachel buttoned the neckline to cover the snow-white chest, straightened the nun's robe, and said calmly: "You should know everything about the alchemist Sutherland, right?"

Todd nodded.

"After the "Great Escape of Alien Species", the surviving members of the Alien Species in the Supreme Council of Gutairo established an organization called "The Council of Elders". The original purpose of this organization was to save and protect the alien species, but after hundreds of years of development, careerists gradually gained power.

Rachel looked at the torches on the table, and continued: "As for the 'Legion of Discord', there are a total of 100 members. It is one of the military forces controlled by the 'Presbyterian Council'. It is mainly responsible for foreign warfare, and the numbers are arranged according to the rank of the position. There are two paths for promotion. One is to apply for and win the rank battle after the death of a soldier whose number is higher than his own; the other is to evaluate meritorious service at the legion meeting held every three years."

Todd pointed to the chair in the room and motioned for the woman to sit down: "Then how did you join them?"

Rachel, who sat on the chair, recalled the past, with sad eyes: "When I was a child, I escaped from that tomb-like family because of my alien identity. On the way to escape, I was caught and sent to the Legion. After several years of training, I was recognized as one of them and started to perform tasks. After a few years, I saw too much hypocrisy and ambition, and I wanted to find a place that could truly provide shelter for aliens..."

Todd touched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, looked at the sincerity on Rachel's face that he had never seen before, and said, "I have one last question, why me? Why do you pin all your hopes on a priest?"

"Because of Karin."

Todd was stunned by the woman's words.

Rachel carefully observed the other party's face, and said in a low voice: "Maybe you don't know, but I was also present at the heresy trial. When Karin was arrested, whether you would save this xenomorph was my test."

Todd stayed where he was, calmed down for a while, and said helplessly, "Why did you make such a big circle? You can come to me directly."

Rachel smiled: "Just like you doubted me at the beginning, I didn't trust you at the beginning. At that time, what I was most worried about was your relationship with the Relief Society, and what I wanted to know most was whether you were in the same boat as those lunatics."

Todd sat back in the chair weakly: "Rachel, to be honest, my mind is in a mess right now."

"I know you will doubt my true intentions now, it's normal. In order to prove my sincerity, I will confess three things to you." Seeing the other party's puzzled face, Rachel stretched out her finger and slowly lifted it up. The paper and pencil on the table in front of Todd suddenly floated into the air.

"The first thing, my alien ability is "mind force", which can manipulate objects to float and move."

The woman stopped the ability, and the paper and pencil in the air fell down.

"The second thing is that I have established an underground organization with those like-minded people who save the alien species. We have a map that marks all the villages and communities inhabited by the alien species on the land of the Silver Ring Kingdom. I can give it to you free of charge."

"The third thing, Mr. Todd..." Rachel's face appeared again, that troublesome fox smile: "You...have you found a cure for the "Successor Mutation"?"

Todd held the edge of the table tightly with both hands. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a huge wave in his heart.

He only told Alfonso that the successor mutation could be cured, and it was absolutely impossible for the latter to disclose the news. How did Rachel find out about this?

Guessing that Todd wanted to deny it, Rachel took out something from her waist and shook it in front of the other party's eyes.

A brass tube the thickness of a finger.

"The Sutherland relic?"

Rachel nodded: "This is the relic I asked for from Theodore, the president of the Relief Society a few days ago...My lord, you may have forgotten one thing. The successor must inhale Sutherland's relic every once in a while to delay the occurrence of the mutation, and the time interval will become shorter and shorter with the number of inhalations. However, it has been several months since the last time I got the relic, and you have no intention of asking the Relief Society for the relic."

The woman smiled and blinked her eyes: "So, I went to ask for a bottle of relics for you, and described your recent pain and strangeness to them, so that the people in the Relief Society still believe that you are really still struggling on the verge of mutation..."

At this time, Todd said stubbornly: "The reason why I didn't go to the Relief Society is because I still have a lot of relics in my laboratory."

Stretching her hand into the large nun's robe, the woman seemed to be doing magic, and with Todd's look on her face, she took out another copper pipe.

"This...is this...?"

Rachel shook the brass pipe in her hand, and said to Todd, "I've visited your laboratory, and there's only this bottle of relic in it, and it's the same bottle that the throat bone gave you. What's going on?"

Looking at the two copper pipes placed side by side on the table, Todd's face was uncertain.

Regarding the matter of the relic, I was indeed careless, and actually forgot about the mutation of the heir. If the people from the Relief Society know that they have a cure for the mutation, the next step is to imagine what will happen with their toes.

"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not. The reason why I said this is just to prove two points to you. First, I have no ill intentions towards you. I hope we can help each other and help those alien races together. Second, regarding the matter of the successor, although I concealed it from you this time, next time, maybe even I don't know where there will be mistakes. I hope you can be careful..." After saying these words, Rachel stood up, bowed to Todd, and turned to open the door.

Just as the woman stepped out of the door with one foot, a voice suddenly came from behind, making her stop.

"Rachel, wait a minute." Todd pointed to the chair in front of him again, and said slowly, "I want to hear your opinion on how to arrange these alien species."

With her face facing the door and her back to the room, Rachel smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and closed the door.

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The next day, some residents who were out of the town on business found a group of villagers plowing in the fields in the southeast of Muxi Town, which was originally deserted. After inquiring, some people said that they were serfs who had fled from the far south. When he arrived in the town, he had no food or clothes, but fortunately he was taken in by the priest.

While everyone was sighing, no one paid any attention to it, because a big event was about to be held in the town—the sacred bone auction.

The 30-day priority purchase period for 1,000 sacred bones of "Muxi Mutual Aid Society" has arrived. The priority subscribers bought 780 sacred bones at the price of 1 silver month, and the remaining 220 sacred bones will automatically enter the auction process according to the rules established at the beginning.

The following restrictions apply to auctioneers:

1. The number of sacred bones held by the auctioneer shall not exceed 50.

2. The auctioneer of the relic must be a legal resident of Muxi Town, that is, have real estate and settle in the town.

3. Any person who owns the sacred bone, if he moves out of Muxi Town within the holding period, he will be deemed to have given up the sacred bone.

On the day of the auction, the venue was still in the square in front of the church, and the host of the auction was Father Todd.

The difference is that the number of people who came to participate today is a bit exaggerated. Except for those people who participated in the auction and watched the fun in the town, more strangers from outside the town came.

And those merchants in Muxi Town who did not buy the relic of the "Mutual Aid Society" whispered and winked at the venue. What people don't know is that before the auction, they had already held a secret meeting, and privately divided up the 220 holy bones at a price of no more than 3 silver months.

Looking up at the sun, Todd nodded, signaled Huggins to ring the copper bell on the square, and said loudly, "I announce that the relic auction of the Muxi Mutual Society will begin now!"

Seeing Todd holding up the first holy bone, a merchant selling cheap spices in the town couldn't wait to raise his hand: "I give you three silver moons!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was silence in the venue.

The businessman looked around triumphantly, and secretly smiled. Regarding the auction of the sacred bones, the merchants in the town had already discussed the order and quantity, so how could there be any competition.

"I give 5 silver months."

The spice merchant was stunned and followed the sound. A bearded middle-aged man in fine linen with a long sword on his waist just put down his hands.

"Wait a minute! You are not from Muxi Town! You have no right to buy holy bones!" The businessman refuted loudly, which attracted the solidarity of many colleagues.

The bearded middle-aged man grinned: "My name is Wilder. I used to live in Fort Watch. Just ten days ago, I bought a private house on West Street. I plan to bring my family to live in Muxi Town for a long time. According to the rules of the auction, I have the right to participate."

"10 silver moons!"

This time it was a short and fat couple who spoke, and the fat woman said, "I am Mrs. Raglan. My husband and I were originally merchants, and we just came back from the far south. A few days ago, we bought a property in Muxi Town and plan to settle here in the future. We should also have the right to participate in the auction."

Soon, more and more new faces participated in the auction. They came from every town in the Silver Ring Kingdom. They had already purchased real estate in Muxi Town, and spared no expense to buy a holy bone.

The merchants in the town were listless and ashen-faced.