My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

In the study, Rivigaz sat upright, carefully flipping through the names of the potions on the pages.

After reading it twice, he smiled bitterly:

"Your Majesty, Madam, many of these materials are controlled by the church. I cannot make any promises if you want to get large-scale supply.

Your Majesty Andre must be approved to obtain these strategic materials."

Eliza nodded gently and said:

"I think if you meet with His Majesty Andre, you will definitely be able to facilitate this.

The news that my husband has advanced to the Golden Stigma should not have been reported back to the Kingdom of Sintland, right?"

Her implication is obvious, no one will not give a god face.

A few days ago, she learned from her husband that the five gods, the Lord of Fire, the God of Knowledge, the God of Harvest, the God of Life, and the Lord of Storms, are likely to have no hope of returning.

As the Pope of the Church of the Lord of Storms, Andre should have also vaguely sensed something.

Rivigaz pursed his lips and spoke slowly:

"I have sent out a pigeon to tell His Majesty about his advancement. It will take time to send it back to the secret base of the church.

How about this, I will go back to the Kingdom of Sintland in person and explain your request to His Majesty, but I can't guarantee how far I can go."

Staying in a city where a god lives, Rivigaz feels very safe. In order to stay here for a long time, he decided to go back. Whether the matter will succeed or not is another matter, but his attitude must be correct.

The special effect of the magic circle in Shattrath City has been noticed by all the extraordinary people living here. It is a good place that can accelerate the growth rate of the source of life and improve their own recovery. No extraordinary person is willing to leave.

He has decided to let his youngest son believe in the new god, maybe it can leave a way out for the Sparrow family.

Eliza glanced at her husband and nodded imperceptibly.

Clown took out a blue potion, handed it over, and said with a smile:

"If I can get enough materials, I am willing to use this potion to exchange with your Chamber of Commerce.

This is a new potion I developed, called 'Storm Sea', which is a fifth-level potion. As for its efficacy, I believe His Majesty Andre will know it after a little testing."

The potion can maximize the effect of the Rune Storm Diamond, and it is of greater significance to the Church of the Lord of the Storm. He is not worried that Andre will refuse. The only thing left is to negotiate for the benefit.

Rivigaz took the rune crystal bottle suspiciously and observed it carefully.

In the pure liquid like sapphire, a flash of lightning occasionally flashes, and there is no more special feature.

He put the crystal bottle into the space ring, stood up and said goodbye:

"I'll go back and prepare, and leave tonight."

Eliza smiled and said, "Have a good trip!"

After Rivigaz left, Clown said:

"Arrange things and make time to impact the fifth level."

"I will arrange things tomorrow and adjust my state. Where do you think it would be better for me to impact the fifth level?"

"In the valley behind the mountain, I will send the others away at that time. With the Flame Dragon, Silver Dragon and my guard, nothing can interfere with you.

Come on, if you can't advance, my three pets will surpass you."

The crow, black cat and northern giant bear have completed the accumulation. They only need an opportunity to cross to the fifth level. If they can't cross, they will most likely be wiped out.

Among them, the northern giant bear has the best foundation. After all, it is the bloodline of a high-level magic beast, but he has no idea whether the crow and black cat can be promoted to the fifth level.

The visualization method gave them unlimited possibilities, but these two were just ordinary bloodlines, and it was not easy to break the shackles of bloodline.

In the next stage, he planned to study the potion that could increase the success rate of Fujin and Bast's advancement. The two pets had been with him for many years, especially the crow, which was his first pet.

Eliza smiled: "I'm not worried. Although taming animals can also practice the Golden Light Spell, I have communicated with 'Gugu' and the visualization method has a much worse effect on it than human visualization."

"Really? It seems that I have to increase your strength.

Wait until you complete the advancement, I will let Arcturus also advance."

Luther and Wellington, father and son, sat opposite each other, both with solemn expressions.

The news that Crown advanced to the Holy Mark Gold has spread in the territory, and many people are watching the attitude of the Saxon family.

Wellington smiled bitterly:

"Father, maybe it was a mistake to move the family here. Now we are in a confrontation with the Duke of the North, and there is almost no room for maneuver."

He thought that if the family went somewhere else, things would not be as delicate as they are now.

Luther sighed and shook his head:

"Since I learned that the city of Bly has become a ruin, I have a hunch that there will be such a day when the Saxon family will hardly be able to restore its glory.

Even if there is no Crown, there will be others who will challenge the authority of the royal family.

The family's strength has been greatly damaged. This is an indisputable fact. The royal power is not eternal."

His voice was full of melancholy, like autumn leaves withering and falling in the cold wind.

Wellington looked at his father's frosted hair, opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head and said nothing.

The situation is stronger than people, and it is meaningless to say anything.

"In fact, I have figured it out a long time ago. Instead of maintaining the so-called royal glory, it is better to accept our fate openly.

The birth of a god will be accompanied by bloodshed. In a sense, the weakening of the family is a good thing. At least we will not have a sharp confrontation with Crown. "

He paused, looked at his most outstanding son, and said slowly word by word:

"Do you think we will get a better ending if we renounce our identity as a royal family?"

"No, Father, I don't think that's appropriate."

Wellington was a little excited, "We can leave Shattrath and find another place to stay.

If we give up our royal identity, it will be difficult to pick it up again, but if we retain our royal identity, we still have some hope of becoming great again.

Most believers still believe in their ancestors. "

He knew very well that if he took off this honor, the Saxon family would be no different from other families.

But as long as the nominal orthodoxy is maintained, the legal rule over the Faruk Kingdom will still be maintained.

"My child, you are still too young and have not yet experienced the unpredictability of the human heart.

If there is no threat from the evil god, I support what you say, but if you leave Shattrath, there will be no relatively safe place in the kingdom.

In addition, if we move to other cities, the first ones to oppose us will probably be those red archbishops.

The Saxon family no longer has much power that makes other high-level supernatural beings fearful, but the family's wealth and various secret techniques are coveted.

If we declare that we are no longer the monarchy family of the kingdom, then there will be no conflict between us and Crown, at least on the surface.

With this certificate of surrender, Crown not only cannot suppress us, but also protects our interests.

Because if our family is targeted despite being loyal, it will be extremely detrimental to his ability to win over people in the future.

In that case, if Crown wanted to implement the new church, he would have to share the power of other red archbishops. The power of the golden rank of Stigmata would not allow them to resist, but there would be a series of confrontations secretly.

Instead, the Saxon family will stay away from the whirlpool of right and wrong and slowly develop and grow.

You can’t be the first family in the kingdom, but it’s not bad to be the second family.”

Luther said a lot of things with great sincerity, analyzing the pros and cons calmly like an outsider.

Finally, he held his chest and said:

“If the tragedy in Bly City had not happened, the Saxon family would still be the masters of the Farouk Kingdom.

But there is no what-if in the world. The prosperity of the past has become a thing of the past. We must base ourselves on reality and cannot live in the dream of the glory of the past. "

"But father, when our ancestors return, how will they feel when they see their own glory thrown away by their unworthy descendants?"

Luther looked at the last stubbornness in his son's eyes, his eyes were slightly moist, he turned his head and sighed:

"In the past few days, I have carefully sorted out what happened before Bly City was reduced to ruins, and I came up with a guess that I cannot accept no matter what."

His voice was low and sad, "The evil god who destroyed St. Peter's Cathedral was probably the ancestor himself."

"This is impossible," Wellington stood up suddenly, his voice suddenly rising much louder. He couldn't believe his father's guess at all, "There must be a mistake somewhere, right?

Father, you are talking, right? !”

Luther was speechless for a long time.

Wellington slumped in the chair, and all his energy disappeared without a trace as he sat down. He knew that his father had rebuilt the magic circle two days ago that could contact his ancestors. Today's remarks showed that his father I am very confident that what I said is the truth.

The next day, Crown had a few bites of breakfast and then walked out of the restaurant.

Eating breakfast is just a habit now, and the energy provided by the food is very little to him.

He was still eating breakfast because he didn't want Eliza to feel any distance between them.

Seeing him coming out, Lord walked forward quickly:

"Your Majesty, Lord Luther said he has something important to discuss with you and is currently waiting in the living room."

Crown paused slightly and said:

“It’s really not easy for the Saxon family to only have Prince Luther to support them.

Go and invite him to the study, and we'll talk slowly. "

He had a vague idea of ​​the other party's purpose, which was what he wanted to see.

The reception location is in the study, which has a different meaning. He has released his kindness and it depends on whether the other party can understand it.

"I'll go invite him right away."

Lord bowed slightly, turned and left.

Crown quickly returned to the study and said:

"Billy, open a bottle of moonshine and fill two glasses."

The manservant quickly followed the instructions and then said:

"Your Majesty, I will wait at the door. If you have anything to do, please give me your instructions."

He understood that the meeting would involve confidentiality, so he took the initiative to avoid it.

Crown stopped him: "Billy, how many years have you been following me?"

"If I return to the throne, it will be five years soon."

"Five years, time flies so fast.

I think you have accumulated enough life essence now. Have you thought about preparing to advance to the fourth level? "

Kroon felt that since he had advanced to the level of a god, his personal servant was considered a confidant. Without the advanced level of silver, he seemed too shabby.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm already making preparations. The only material I need now is mithril.

There are many people at my level in the territory now, and the materials for the sublimation array are in very short supply, especially Mithril. The demand is too great. Although the alchemy workshop has worked overtime to supply, it is still far from meeting the demand. "

"You are short of mithril. I will keep an eye on it for you and try to get you to the silver level as soon as possible.

I hope that when I announce the establishment of a new church to the whole continent next year, you will have achieved the silver level."

If the other party has not advanced by then, he will have to consider changing a servant.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will do my best to reach the silver level."

Billy was ecstatic. If he relied on himself to collect it slowly, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

He understood that only by advancing to the silver level could he be truly regarded as the Duke's confidant.

Crown nodded slightly and waved his hand to indicate that the other party could go out.

Billy turned and left, gently closing the door.

Soon, Luther came to the study under the guidance of the butler.

After bringing the guests in, the butler turned and left, leaving only two people in the study.

Clown said enthusiastically: "I was too busy some time ago and never found time to have a good talk with the prince. Today we have a chance, let's drink together."

"It's my problem. I haven't come to visit Your Majesty."

Luther took the wine glass handed to him, drank it all, and then said:

"To be honest, I came here today to discuss with Your Majesty whether the Saxon family should stay or go."

Clown took a sip of wine and made a gesture of invitation.

Luther took a deep breath and calmly said:

"Your Majesty, the destruction of Bly City means that the glory of the Saxon family has been blown away by the wind, and the approaching footsteps of the evil god have cast a shadow on the world.

As a royal family, the Saxon family is unable to defend the land of the kingdom and protect its people. The royal glory has been lost.

I am going to announce to the whole country that the Saxon family is no longer a royal family. Let the fate of the kingdom be handed over to those who can protect her."

After speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After a short silence, Clown spoke:

"The Lord of Fire has not yet come, and the Saxon family still has hope. If you do this, your ancestors may not agree."

"Hehe."

Luther smiled bitterly, closed his eyes sadly, and slowly opened them after a few seconds:

"Your Majesty, to be honest, I rebuilt the magic circle that can communicate with the ancestors and tried to get in touch with the gods."

After a moment of silence, he continued:

"That day was the night of the red moon. According to previous experience, I must be able to get in touch with the ancestors within ten minutes, but I tried all night but did not get any response. Only the sound of snowflakes accompanied me."

He knelt on one knee and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the Saxon family to follow you, just to be able to continue the family better.

From now on, the Saxon family is the sword in your hand, and your will is our mission."