Extraordinary Sailing

Things have priorities, and now is not the time to think about your own wedding, as long as the existence hiding behind the scenes is not eliminated for a day, don't think about being able to live your life in peace and stability.

Aiwen believes that as long as the other party sees that his side has come up with a plan to control cholera, even without waiting for results, it is possible to follow up again and make the principality officials who can't catch his tail exhausted.

Different from those fighter-type enemies who faced head-on in the past, this time I was facing a conspirator through and through, and also a poisonous snake curled up and waiting for the opportunity. Conspiracy and tricks are the most deadly venom in its mouth.

The previous slave riots and large-scale plagues can just be solved by relying on the technical reserves in their hands. But how could such a big target of the Principality be invulnerable?

If you hold on for a long time, you will lose. Sooner or later, you will be overwhelmed.

The only way to get it done once and for all is to pull it out and give it its ashes!

Regardless of having a welcome banquet for Milan and Apusuya, Ai Wen straightforwardly explained the current situation to him.

Then, slightly frowned and said uncertainly:

"Our opponent is very likely to be a Tier 4 named monster with a demigod behind it, is there a way to find traces of this level with your current ability?

Just like the situation when Huggins raided the Kingdom of Tairo last time, indirect divination may or may not work. "

Snapped--!

Milan smiled confidently and snapped his fingers:

"It didn't work in the past, but now it's trivial. But when my dad comes to the New World, my title certificate and medals must be able to be thrown in the face of that old antique."

After hearing him say this in a domineering manner of "I want all her information in three minutes", Ai Wen unequivocally slapped his chest loudly, and promised very cooperatively:

"As long as this guy is dealt with, the title of Earl is nothing to worry about."

He knew very well that Milan had never been obsessed with military rank, title or power. His elder brother had enjoyed the family's resources and had risen to the top in the Kingdom's military. Naturally, the responsibility for inheriting the family name and making the Snaite family flourish did not fall on him.

Milan, who has nothing to do, was proficient in eating, drinking and having fun in the past, but now a man with offspring is really different.

Moreover, although he himself could not care about it at all, his and Apusuya's children had to bear his and Apusuya's identity as a "Mastizo" for a lifetime.

The word "Mastizo" originated from Cyrus, and generally refers to the white-skinned Nemansters of the Old World, and the brown-skinned Atrians of the New World or the black-skinned Anuma mixed-race offspring.

Mastizos may be very rare in the Old World, but they are everywhere in the New World that has been colonized for a hundred years, and the situation varies with the country where they are located.

The most typical one is Cyrus, who implemented an extremely cruel policy of genocidal at the beginning.

A large number of male aborigines were driven into plantations and mines to perform all kinds of heavy physical labor and became consumables. It would not take long for them to die of illness.

As time went by, the number of aborigines decreased rapidly, from tens of millions to more than eight million in less than a hundred years, and the social status of mixed-race children was naturally not much higher.

As for the mixed-race children born in the rich and powerful families in the old continent, they almost have no inheritance rights, and it is even less likely to be recognized by the upper class. They are only marginal figures at most.

As a prophet, Milan, since he said that the child in Apusuya's womb is a boy, it must be a boy, and the pressure to make achievements in the future will be greater than that of girls.

This title is not for himself, but to provide the child with the best starting point within the principality that encourages national integration. Well, a "starting point" that others can hardly reach even if they work hard for a lifetime.

By the way, he also proved his and Apusuya's determination to stay in the New World to the lieutenant general who might hope that they could return to their homeland in the future.

"Okay, it's exciting!"

Milan, who was already full of energy, began to take things out of his magic pocket without saying a word, seven candles, a pot of wintergreen leaf essential oil, a piece of incense, three pieces of white crystal ornaments, and a complete set of silver utensils.

The movement quickly set up a witchcraft ritual for divination on the spot in the "Between the Throne", and finally put the inherited magic book "Echoes of Time and Space" of the "Clock Tower School" in the middle of the ritual.

call--

When the spiritual wind gradually filled the "between the thrones", Milan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the golden witchcraft engravings on his arms, and introduced to Aiwen with some pride:

"This time I went back to the 'School of Prophecy'. My branch of the school is not without background. Today I will let you see the good stuff I found in the oldest document of the school, also from the 'clock Tower' heritage."

Raise the arms that each portrayed a part of a certain ritual, and slowly move closer together in front of you.

"Hey, let me come to Kangkang, where is my knighthood medal!"

act——

The ethereal incantation sounded, and the golden engravings on Milan's arms began to flow like gold liquid, gradually forming a pattern that looked like reptile scales and an hourglass.

[Witchcraft Seal: Scale of Quicksand]

tick tock

Immediately, as if they were connected to some unfathomably great existence, a pleasant sound of pointer movement gradually sounded in their ears.

In any case, the mysterious source of the "Clock Tower School" has already completed [Concrete Truth] with a fifth-level personality, which is much stronger than the semi-finished [Tree of Life] and [All-Seeing Eye].

Milan is now borrowing the power of [Clock Tower] through the engraving of his arms.

Indirect divination is still used, not directly divination where the other party is hiding, but divination where it will be most beneficial for them to wait and see.

Even if there is a demigod standing behind the opponent, Milan's extraordinary level is a bit low, but with the power of [Clock Tower], which belongs to the fifth level, it is enough to avoid interference to the greatest extent.

They are professionals after all.

Aiwen stepped forward, put his hand on Milan's shoulder, and used his [World Appreciation] to help him.

subsequently.

Seeing that Milan's eyes seemed to have turned into a hazy cloud of dust, scenes flashed quickly, and a few minutes later, he unconsciously opened his mouth with difficulty, and reported a time and place like a dream:

"The second night from now, between 9 o'clock and 12 o'clock, the dry city in the lake, the tallest building."

Ai Wen, who was standing behind him, was moved in his heart, and quickly checked his seat, and had already confirmed the position in the divination.

The night was dark.

"Coastal area of ​​Broken Star Sea" in the city of Juarez.

Constructed of basalt and gray sandy stone, the tower is so tall and majestic that it is the first in the whole New World in the Cathedral of St. Seville.

A hale and hearty silver-haired old man in a simple black robe was writing hard in his room, preparing for the first high mass held by the "Black Iron Cross Church" in the city tomorrow.

Converting millions of Cyrus people who originally believed in the "Eternal Flame" is not as simple as changing the owner of this church. Even if they agree to convert on the surface, they can only subtly reshape their spiritual world a little bit.

The childless Bishop Ralph devoted his whole life to the goddess. After retiring from the native land, he voluntarily came to the New World to shepherd her lamb for the goddess. Although the work is heavy and abnormal, he enjoys it.

It used to be stationed in the "Church of Glory", the first church built by Phalitis in the New World, and came here to continue to shine after the establishment of the Principality of Garriott.

As the highest clergyman in the New World, Bishop Ralph's status in the minds of many "Goddess of Kingship and Nautical Goddess" is indeed extraordinary.

at this time.

While working overtime, he ate bread and drank water contentedly. There was no difference between people before and after, and he still had the same kind look when he shared biscuits with the children.

He also set a good example for his priests.

Boom boom boom.

Suddenly, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in."

A young priest in a black robe opened the door and walked slowly to the bishop's desk after saluting.

"Reed, why haven't you slept yet? Don't be nervous, you just need to be responsible and follow me at the high mass tomorrow. If there is anything wrong, I will remind you in time.

Every qualified goddess priest came here like this. "

The old bishop raised his head, looked lovingly at the student he had trained himself, and encouraged him earnestly.

"Your Excellency, you should show me yourself!"

But seeing the priest staring straight at Ralph, he suddenly opened his mouth wide.

buzz buzz.

Countless fat flies and maggots rushed towards the old bishop like a fountain.

Ralph's face changed drastically, and he grabbed the black iron cross in his hand.

A golden circle of light exploded.

【Divinity·Royalty·Command! 】

The powerful divine arts extended from the Goddess's [Royal Power] priesthood can absolutely command hostile units (mainly living organisms, and the archbishop level can order non-living organisms to respond) in a short period of time. The specific number is calculated by comparing the strength of the two sides.

But in front of a demigod's family member, a titled monster who possessed both divine arts and fourth-order extraordinary power, a civil bishop who was suddenly attacked was too weak, and the halo was quickly suppressed.

Inside the young priest's body, thousands of small voices sneered at the same time:

"You can't resist me at all, integrate with me!"

Although.

The slave riot was eliminated because of a certain special ability of the opponent, and the cholera was quickly brought under control two days ago, but in the eyes of this conspirator, this new country still has too many weaknesses to handle.

Just occupy the body of this clergyman and erase his memory of tonight.

When he holds a high mass tomorrow, he will be turned into a breeding ground for maggots on the spot, and the San value of the believers in the city will explode, which can completely shake the already unstable beliefs.

"Let me think about it, how about playing tomorrow's game of collapse of faith, and the next one where the young king wakes up in the morning to find his wife has been reduced to a pile of squirming maggots?

What kind of expression will he have? I am really looking forward to it, ahahaha"

hum.

A huge buzzing sound filled the room, and behind it emerged a huge black shadow of a fly, like a swaying ghost, surrounding the entire room without revealing a single movement.