Pastor's Tantra

It was the first time for Paul and Dimitar to see Professor Laxmi so respectful and humble.

As the professor of the Ziggurat, Laxmi is a superior transcendent who has reached the fourth level... Professor Laxmi's status is at the same level as the Archbishop and the Great Alchemist.

The strongest person at the fifth level directly controls the entire country. And when he was still in his prime, he successfully reached a realm that was only one level below him... He was undoubtedly a genius and a big shot.

——But the man who seemed so cold, arrogant and distant in front of everyone was so groveling at this moment.

He bowed respectfully, never daring to raise his head to look at the eldest lady. Even his voice, which was always hoarse and long and seemed sinister, became clear, soft and clean.

He was so polite that people could not help but sigh, "So you can speak normally."

Paul had no doubt that Miss Aleister had not extended her hand, otherwise Professor Laxmi would have knelt down and kissed her hand without hesitation.

Xing Antimony has always regarded herself as the "legitimate heir of the Herasl Empire", so she also inherited the relevant etiquette of the Baroness during the empire. Female nobles of one lower level can still reach out and ask men to kiss their hands.

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As long as a woman extends her hand to them, men of the same rank and below must kneel down and salute. Only male nobles one level above them can bow their heads and kiss their hands; only male nobles two levels above them can refuse to salute.

In other words, Professor Laxmi acquiesces that the other party's class is much higher than his own.

When he led the two of them away, Professor Laxmi bowed deeply to Aleister—bending more than ninety degrees. And when he retreated, he bowed twice in succession. Finally, after exiting the door completely, you should respectfully say "May the moonlight be with you".

This frightened both Paul and Dimit.

They followed Professor Rashmi back to the room without even saying a word.

It wasn't until they walked back to the other end that Paul finally saw Professor Laxmi's face regained its dead-like expression.

"What did she do to you?"

Suddenly, Professor Laxmi asked coldly.

That hoarse and low voice made Paul finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Ah, it is indeed the familiar Professor Laxmi...

"Maybe I want to do something, but I haven't had time to do it yet..."

Dimit blurted out.

"--Ah."

Professor Laxmi sneered: "You are quite imaginative, you loser. Keep it up. This kind of optimistic spirit may help you not feel ashamed of your mediocrity in this life when you are seventy years old."

"Well……"

Dimit was speechless for a moment, but was slapped back by the professor's skillful verbal weapon.

"That eldest lady," Paul asked Professor Laxmi, "who is she? You can respect her so much..."

"That is the daughter of Earl Crowley, the royal family's gold medal spy, a student of General Karl, a contractor of Shadow Demon... and the sergeant major of the Army's First Special Operations Force."

Professor Laxmi spit out a long list of exaggerated titles with great skill.

But Paul frowned slightly.

"Is that all?"

He asked rhetorically: "At this level, I don't think you would be so cautious."

Professor Laxmi glanced at him but did not respond.

When he reached the door of the room, he patted Dimitar on the shoulder, opened the door, pushed him in, and closed the door again.

Then, he silently took Paul to his room and poured himself and Paul a cup of yellow bitter herbal tea.

He sat down, took a sip of herbal tea that was so bitter that it made people frown, but instead slowly exhaled.

"-Of course it's more than that, Paul."

He suddenly said: "The above are her false identities."

"...False identity?"

Hearing this, Paul was surprised: "Didn't you say...I mean, the identity of the royal spy and the 'secret room'...can also be a false identity?"

"I happen to be closely related to this matter, so I know some of the real situation. Because I helped create her fake identity. Speaking of which...it was still the mission your 'mother' gave me."

Professor Laxmi glanced at Paul and said meaningfully.

The "mother" here certainly does not mean Paul's biological mother...but his master, the royal spy known as "Blood Coral".

"Her true identity is the last head of the Bayard Group. You should have heard of this name...after all, she is the largest investor in Huyue Manor. Your mother may have been the blood slave she enjoyed back then."

Professor Laxmi sarcastically said: "Her real name is Vignes Emile Zola Bayard. Although she uses a prosthetic body... the black crystal and silver cross necklace on her chest is proof of that. .

"The black cross is the symbol of the Herasl Empire, and this pendant is called the 'Light of Herasl'. One copy will be distributed every year ten years before the start of the Earth-Splitting War. It is given to 'not a noble but who has created something for the empire' Individuals who have made outstanding contributions only have one copy every year, and only ten copies in total can be issued.

"The number 002 was given to Dame Bayard. 'Countess' is also a female lord. This is not a formal title and cannot be hereditary. These ten badges are ten lords... If your history If you have studied correctly, you should know what this means.”

“…This is a sign of the collapse of the Helasar Empire.”

Paul blurted out: “At the end of the Helasar Empire, the proportion of high-ranking extraordinary people who were not of noble origin continued to increase, causing violent conflicts with the original aristocratic class… The result was that both the nobles and the common people felt strong dissatisfaction. The last ‘Heracross’ chose to contact the common people… The monarch launched the ‘Light of Helasar’ plan, trying to convert the common people into nobles with only one non-hereditary lord quota each year…”

At this point, Paul was silent.

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"——Continue."

Professor Laxmi took a sip of tea and replied coldly: "Tell me more about your opinion."

"...The result is that there is only one lord each year, and it is not hereditary, which makes the common people dissatisfied. The nobles are also disappointed with the concessions of the royal family. At this time...the corruption of the Moon Son intensified the contradictions from within, and finally the nobles joined forces to rebel against the royal family...and the common people stood up to attack those nobles, and among them, the alchemist Alfonso Valentin, who was born in the common people, was the founding monarch of the Star Antimony Kingdom."

Paul said hesitantly.

"Heh," Professor Laxmi sneered, "What do you think? This Star Antimony version of the history of the Empire."

"...I think it's definitely not that simple. The process of the nobles' rebellion is too simple. But at least Valentine I should indeed be a commoner..."

"Ha, ha, ha."

Professor Laxmi laughed dryly and muttered in a low voice: "Even you can see that it's wrong, but those guys can't see it... Heh. Or, they clearly see that it's wrong, but they still don't give up..."

"...Professor?"

Paul was a little confused.

And his voice reminded Professor Laxmi.

The professor, who was as dry as a corpse, was silent for a moment.

He took a few deep breaths and suddenly ended the topic:

"In short, Paul. Be careful of that woman, it's best to stay away from her. If the title of 'old woman in the imperial period' can't stop you, then she has another identity...

"--She is the mistress of the current Pope. That's a tough character who can compete with the iron-blooded queen of Avalon for men. It's best not to treat her as a weak person. "

"...I know. "

Paul was immediately in awe.

Now he knew what level of tough guy that person was.