I Made Scientific Magic

In October, the autumn wind gently blew across the lakeside and across the wilderness, bringing a little bit of coolness to the northerners of the kingdom who had been busy all day.

Tilar is an ordinary worker in a small town in the northern border of the kingdom. He has received several awards for his outstanding work ability.

But few people know that this is just a cover-up.

Just a few years ago, when the empire ruled this land, and the glory of the Lord still existed in everyone's heart, Tilar was still a lofty Earl, the priest of the Lord in the world, and the bishop of the prepared church!

It's a pity that this once extremely glorious identity has now become a death talisman. His castle, property, and territory have all been swallowed up by those shameful wizards and devil's minions, so that Tilar had to abandon the pride he used to be proud of. everything, fled the bustling imperial capital in a haste, and hid his identity to come to this desolate northern town.

As for becoming a worker, it is also a helpless move, because now in the entire kingdom, as long as the hands and feet are still agile, no one can stop working, from an old man in his seventies to a child in his tenth year!

There are even a lot of jobs that people are rushing to do!

It was inevitable that he was too maverick to attract the attention of those wizards, so Tilar suppressed all the humiliation, unwillingness and resentment in his heart, and found a job in a workshop that produced new muskets.

Relying on the nobleman's outstanding social skills, coupled with the excellent physical fitness brought about by the baptism, he barely got a management position and solved the problems of identity and food.

But Tilar is not satisfied with this, let alone forget his identity!

The hand that was originally used to hold the sword is used to cut and polish wood, and it has to work with the group of smelly poor people every day. This is undoubtedly a shame for Tilar, a former nobleman and priest. !

Fortunately, Tilar believes that all this is only temporary, so he can endure it.

In fact, in the northern border of the kingdom, there are not a few people who have encountered the same situation as him.

After all, the northern border is desolate and full of people. It is located on the edge of the kingdom and has a large inaccessible area, which is very suitable for hiding. In the past, it was the garrison of the Church's God's Punishment Army.

Now that the empire has disintegrated and the church has collapsed, this place has instead become the most active place for the church and nobles, and they have gathered their strength to form a secret organization—the Moon Watchers!

Only ex-nobles, church personnel and the most steadfast believers of the Moon God are recruited, and there is only one purpose, and that is to wake up the Moon God from his deep sleep through devout prayers and end the doomsday!

Not bad is sleeping!

Because the church system collapsed too quickly, a large number of bishops and even cardinals died inexplicably. This strange situation caused many surviving clergymen to fall into endless panic.

But no one wants to believe that the creation of all things, the God of the Moon with infinite divine power, will fall!

Just before the holy city conveyed the news that the end is approaching, this allowed the remaining nobles and church personnel to make up what happened.

It must be because of the moral collapse and lack of faith of the subjects of the empire, which caused the great Lord to fall into a deep sleep in disappointment, acquiescing to the end of the day!

As long as they continue to pray sincerely, one day, the Lord will wake up from the endless sleep and cleanse the entire earth!

At that time, not only will they regain their previous glory and status, but they will also be able to go one step further and become a high-ranking cardinal or even a king and emperor!

Tilar is a member of the [Moon Watcher] organization, and today is the time for them to hold a regular meeting!

In order not to lose face in front of his colleagues, Tilar took off his dirty overalls and specially changed into a gorgeous costume bought with a lot of money, which is not eye-catching in today's kingdom.

Because even the dogs on the side of the road may wear colorful clothes, and the grooms and vendors on the side of the road are no worse than the nobles in the past.

In Tilar's view, this is undoubtedly a violation of the order and dignity of the world, and it would cause God's wrath before changing it!

The location of this rally was set on a farm not far from the town.

When he took over the title from his dead father and just became a lord, Tilar once went to inspect the farmland of the territory, and all he could see was a smelly and messy scene.

The feces of livestock, the garbage piled up all over the floor, and even traces of urine and unknown filth on the walls made people feel sick.

And those lowly farmers are stupid and ugly, they only know how to work hard on the land and brandish their hoes, regardless of whether the splashed soil will contaminate pedestrians...

That scene was forever engraved in Tilar's heart, and he believed more and more what his father said-nobles are appointed by the great moon god to assist bishops and priests in managing intelligent creatures in the world!

It's just that Tilar, who arrived outside the farm this time, saw a different scene. The road was flat and wide, and a large area of ​​neatly divided wheat fields could not be seen at a glance.

Three huge and strange alchemy instruments are galloping in the loess, carrying out a new round of autumn planting!

Seeing this, Tilar couldn't help feeling a little jealousy in his heart. In his opinion, this farm is simply a new type of territory, and those wizards let a lowly farmer manage it...

"These damn wizards..." Tilar cursed secretly in his heart, then straightened his clothes, and after some identity checks, stepped into the farm.

The one who came to Tilar was not the latest one, but it was not the first one either. More than seventy nobles in gorgeous clothes were gathering in the farm to talk and talk freely about the past deeds.

To Tilar's slight embarrassment, most of the nobles present were wearing the latest and most popular clothes this year, while his own clothes were already old styles from the year before, so he seemed a little out of place in the crowd.

Right in front of him, the former Seventh Prince of the Empire, Nuo Sen, surrounded by a group of nobles, was talking loudly about how they would mobilize their forces to counterattack the Magic Kingdom after the Moon God awakened.

After seeing Tilar walking into the farm, Northen suddenly felt his eyes light up, and walked over quickly. "You came just in time, Earl Tilar, who do you think the great lord will make the new master of the empire?"

"There is no doubt about it, of course it will be you, Your Majesty Northen!" Tilar said kindly.

Northon laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and patted Tilar's shoulder, Dang even promised that after they passed through the most difficult time, defeated those wizards, and regained the glory of the previous empire, they would definitely give him Grand Duke, and a large piece of the most fertile territory in return.

Tilar thanked endlessly, but he couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

Those who gathered in this small farm were all important ministers of the previous empire, but now they are reduced here.

The former adjutant of the God's Punishment Army blows glass in the workshop, the high-ranking bishop lurks in the city guard as a small captain, and the most miserable nobleman even becomes a manure picker!

But according to his own statement, this is a sacrifice for the great Lord, because the manure picker is the only position that can enter and exit some key areas without verification, and can provide a lot of key information.

It is only here that they feel that their proud identities of nobles and priests are still true!

Tilar sighed and thought, and soon realized that the noisy conversation in the farm suddenly subsided, and hurriedly turned his head to look over. The person who came was one of the few remaining bishops in the church. The proposer, Mr. Seediq!

All the nobles and priests present hurriedly saluted respectfully.

The seventh prince Nuo Sen took a few steps forward and asked eagerly. "Bishop Seediq, I don't know how long it will take for the great Moon God to wake up!"

Seediq stared deeply at Northen, then looked at the other nobles who were also expecting this answer, and replied calmly. "This is closely related to the piety of our prayers..."

"The Lord needs to see our repentance and sincerity! But obviously, some of us are not as strong in our faith as He said!"

Seediq's words made Tilar and others change their colors slightly, and their eyes began to look at the colleagues beside them erratically, with a strong sense of alert hidden in the kind eyes.

Three months ago, a little nobleman who betrayed his faith revealed to those wizards where they were meeting, which caused the [Moon Watcher] organization to lose a lot of manpower, and even almost wiped out the entire army.

This profound lesson also made Tilar and others vigilant, and the meeting time was changed from once a month to irregular summons.

Seediq looked at the people present, and after a long time, he changed his voice and said with relief. "However, I believe that the true betrayers of the faith have been expelled from the [Moon Watcher], and the rest are trustworthy people..."

Before Tilar and the others could reply, he spoke again and announced a big news!

Not long ago, he sensed the signs of the Moon God's awakening!

"Are you sure, Bishop Seediq?" Prince Nuo Sen couldn't contain his excitement, his tone was trembling constantly.

The rest of the nobles and priests were all staring at Sediq, as if they would rush up and tear him apart as soon as he said no.

"Of course, I'm sure!" Bishop Seediq said decisively, then raised his hand to prove his words with facts, and a faint light immediately appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Divine art, this is divine art!" A great nobleman shouted with an excited look on his face.

Although many people recognize that this is just the simplest part of the divine art—the Light Art, the meaning it represents makes everyone feel ecstatic!

"I knew that the great Moon God must not have abandoned us!" A devout priest directly knelt down and cried out.

When the church collapsed and the empire collapsed, the surviving priests realized that they had lost the ability to perform divine arts.

This is undoubtedly a very major blow, which has shaken the faith of many people, so much so that an extremely terrifying guess has arisen, whether the great Moon God has fallen!

Some people couldn't accept the facts and chose to kill themselves, while others frantically searched for any evidence that the Moon God still existed.

For example, the change of the moon phase some time ago, as well as the uncharacteristically lasted few months of the moon day, have become the proof that the moon god has not yet fallen, but just fell into a deep sleep!

The Moonwatchers organization was thus established!

It's just that these evidences are very weak in the face of an increasingly 'dark' reality.

Five years... They waited for a full five years, and now they finally saw the dawn!

This kind of ecstasy lasted for several hours without stopping. The excited Prince Northen even proposed to hold a grand celebration ball, as if he had seen the victory in advance!

Bishop Seediq had to speak to bring everyone back to reality from the illusory victory. "Although the great Moon God has responded to our devout prayers day and night, the end is not over yet. We haven't done enough. The Lord's test is still going on!"

"What else do we need to do to pass the Lord's test?" Tilar hurriedly asked.

"Do what we should do, the Lord will judge all conclusions!" Bishop Seediq said simply and clearly, then changed the topic, and asked about what they have done for the Lord during the past three months what things.

Encouraged by the imminent recovery of the Moon God, all the nobles present immediately boasted how many people they had secretly recruited in the past few months, and how critical information they had obtained.

Based on this, they never thought that they were working for evil wizards to make a living, but endured humiliation and prepared for the great cause of the empire and the church's counterattack!

Soon it was Tilar's turn to speak, he raised his eyebrows and said quite proudly.

"After two years of exploration, I have successfully mastered the techniques used by wizards to make muskets!"

Hearing this, everyone present was in awe.

There will also be a look of surprise on Bishop Seediq's face.

They will never forget that it was this new type of weapon called musketeers that defeated the God's Punishment Cavalry, which the empire was proud of, and even some bishops died aggrieved under the siege of the brigade of musketeers!

"Very good, very good!" Prince Nuo Sen looked at Tilar with red eyes. "As long as you are willing to contribute blueprints, you will be the king of [Hadra Tower] when the empire is restored!"

A group of nobles looked at Tilar with envious expressions in their eyes. Now it is the Kingdom of [Hadrata], but it is the most prosperous area in the entire empire. Even the former capital of the empire cannot be compared with it!

Bishop Seediq hastily made the same promise.

Tilar, who had received the double promise from the future emperor and the pope, handed over the blueprints he had painstakingly drawn up, one of the biggest secrets of the wizard-ruled empire, the blueprints for the manufacture of muskets and bullets...