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Chapter Seven The High Priest (Part 1)

(What can I say. In terms of subject matter, this book is not suitable for outbreaks, because it is prone to bugs if it is written too quickly. Right now, it can be said that there are no obvious problems, and there are many trolls in the book review area. This book I thought my mind had stabilized since I wrote Judger, but I must admit that I was irritated by a few messy pieces of trash. This made me emotionally unstable, so that I was not in a good state.

Almost all the 4D bursts are the result of me facing the computer for more than twelve hours a day. Originally, because of illness, I planned not to stay up late for half a month to recuperate. However, during this period, the *** has basically not moved much, and it is estimated that the *** will be overtaken tonight.

What can i say?

Starting tomorrow, continue with 4D. )

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The high priest is here?

"Ask her to come in." Murphy opened his hands to signal the maid to put on his nightgown, and nodded.

Soft footsteps sounded outside the door, and Murphy knew the high priest had entered without turning around. Her footsteps are very light and very rhythmic, as if with a certain pattern, it is easy for people to remember.

After fastening the rope in front of the nightgown, Murphy turned around and smiled at the high priest, and said softly, "Would you like a cup of tea?"

The high priest shook his head and said softly, "No need."

The attire of the High Priest tonight made Murphy's eyes shine. It was still as simple as ever, but what was different from the past was that the High Priest used a wooden hairpin to tie up his silky long hair, and the priestly robes he was wearing were no longer the same. It was pure white in the past, but some cumbersome and gorgeous stripes were embroidered with silver thread on the cuffs and chest, not like flowers, but like some kind of words.

However, it is really beautiful!

There is more grace and luxury than before, at least it looks more like a high priest.

This costume, which was a bit more gorgeous than the simple pure white priest's robe in the past, immediately set off the sacred and noble aura of the high priest, and immediately overwhelmed the most beautiful winged queen in Murphy's memory!

At this moment, Murphy even had the urge to find the most gorgeous clothes in the world and let this woman wear them.

The High Priest has always been a very minimalist woman.

Murphy has never seen the kind of decorations that other women love on her body. She will always be dressed in a snow-white priest robe, with silky long hair falling down her shoulders, without earrings, bracelets, and necklaces. The light in his eyes, that kind of faint smile. Qingshui hibiscus is naturally beautiful, and Murphy is always attracted to this most natural softness.

this moment!

Murphy is absolutely sure.

If the high priest wears gorgeous costumes, he will definitely be more beautiful than any woman he has ever seen!

Unfortunately, she is a servant of God.

A simple and simple life is part of her practice.

Although the priests of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, can't help but eat meat, they eat meat at most once a week.

Because meat smells turbid, just like Taoism advocates light vegetarian food. The priests of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, are mostly vegetarians, because eating too much meat will affect their prayers and meditation. In terms of attire, the priests mainly wear pure white priest robes, and they will not wear extra decorations on their bodies. Only in certain necessary ceremonies, priests will wear some special ornaments.

Of course, the priests of the God of War Kratos are not included. The Spartan warriors are men who can't have sex with each other!

Waving to signal the maids to go down, Murphy looked at the high priest who looked extraordinarily graceful tonight, and asked, "Don't you always come at night?"

As if he was not surprised that Murphy knew that he had been here, the High Priest gently placed his hand on his forehead, and said slowly, "You said you need strength."

"I'm here for that."

After finishing speaking, the high priest motioned Murphy to lie down, then put his hands on his forehead and chest, and said solemnly: "Close your eyes and feel the power flowing in your body!"

The power in my body?

Seeing the high priest's serious expression, Murphy obediently lay down and closed his eyes.

However, there is still some incomprehension in my heart.

But he believed that it was impossible for the high priest to harm himself.

After Murphy closed her eyes, the High Priest had a solemn expression. She drew a complicated hexagonal pattern on Murphy's chest with her fair and slender fingers. It was a language inherited from the age of the gods, and it seemed to have some kind of magical power, causing the surrounding air to ripple. Deep syllables reverberate through the room, these syllables have a rapid tone, and when they are practiced together, they are like a song with a lot of note changes. At the end, the high priest moved his lips again, but no sound came out of his mouth, and some kind of notes echoed throughout the room!

Light.

A little brilliance.

Golden radiance.

Streaks of golden light condensed in the palm of the high priest, and then penetrated into Murphy's body through cumbersome patterns.

The pattern embroidered with silver thread on the priest's robe also began to condense light, which turned into countless spots and scattered around the two of them. The high priest pointed his finger at Murphy's chest, which was the center of his heart, and said quietly, "Feel it, feel it with your spirit and will."

"The power is within you. Feel it, know it, and you will be able to use it."

Her words seemed to have a special inducement, like hypnosis, and Murphy's mind suddenly calmed down.

The previous chaotic thoughts disappeared, and he felt that he had entered a wonderful ethereal state.

This state is like the trance of Taoism and Buddhism in China, and it is like meditation in Western spiritual alchemy. His sense of touch, breathing, and hearing all seemed to be shielded by the senses of his body, and his whole mind seemed to be sinking again, the feeling of sinking into the bottom of the sea. The sea water wraps the body, surrounded by darkness, can feel the flow of blood, the slight beating of a blood vessel in a certain skin, and gradually disappear.

The high priest's voice sounded in Murphy's mind.

He felt a pain like a needle prick in the center of his chest, the pain was very short, less than a few seconds.

Immediately, a ray of light appeared in the sensory organs where the high priest touched the body, golden radiance, and these radiance rippled like rippling water, and then spread to the whole body around a point on the chest.

It's warm and comfortable.

It was the feeling Murphy felt when he received the high priest's magic treatment when he was first injured.

But now it is stronger and clearer than that time. At first, he was just soaking in warm water, but now Murphy feels like he is in a sauna. The warmth is so comfortable that he almost wants to come out. It's hard to explain that feeling in words, as if the pores all over the body are opened, and then open and close with breathing.

right!

It is the feeling of breathing through the pores of the whole body.

But before Murphy could fully grasp and seriously enjoy this feeling, the golden brilliance in his mental perception began to dissipate.

And the voice of the outside world also entered his mind.

He opened his eyes and saw the high priest standing in front of him. Her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her expression was slightly tired. Seeing that Murphy had woken up, the high priest gently raised his hand to wipe off a trace of sweat from his forehead, and asked softly, "How do you feel?"

"It's so cool." Murphy replied as if aftertaste.

when!

As soon as Murphy finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The High Priest, who had been smiling like a spring breeze before, suddenly turned cold, and she raised her hand and knocked on Murphy's head.

The high priest turned his head back with a cold face, and stopped talking.

"Light, golden brilliance, rippling like the surface of water." Murphy quickly added, and then whispered: "It feels very comfortable."

The high priest nodded thoughtfully, then set her eyes on Murphy's pupils, stared at them for a moment, and said slowly, "I will come every three days from now on. You can try it if you are free in the future Meditation of the priest."

"Hmm." Although he still didn't know what the high priest meant, Murphy still nodded.

After finishing speaking, the high priest glanced at Murphy, turned around and was about to walk out of the room.

But just as she turned around, Murphy hugged her from behind.

This time was different from the previous ones. Perhaps because he was already familiar with Murphy's methods, the high priest didn't panic this time, let alone struggle to avoid it. She turned around, with an indifferent expression on her soft face, a half-smile, just quietly looking at Murphy who wrapped his hands around her slender waist. Seeing that Murphy was embarrassed all the time, he let go of his hand naturally, and turned into holding her hand instead of hugging her.

Facing the playful gaze of the high priest, Murphy shyly shook her hands and said cheekily, "Stay with me tonight!"

The high priest chuckled and raised his hand to stroke Murphy's hair, shaking his head.

Murphy still didn't give up, and continued: "How about you give me a kiss?"

when!

The high priest flicked his forehead lightly, but did not speak.

Murphy was a little annoyed.

He knew a hundred opponents who might not even be the high priest. Therefore, he tightly grasped the little hand of the high priest, and said as if he was cheating: "I don't care! Either you kiss me, or you knock me out before you leave! Otherwise, I won't let go!"

Murphy's words had just come out of his mouth.

The index finger of the high priest's right hand pressed lightly on the back of his neck.

Then Murphy's eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything. Slowly helping Murphy onto the bed, the High Priest picked up a thin blanket and gently covered him. It was already late autumn and the weather was slightly cold. After covering Murphy with a blanket, the high priest took off his shoes like a virtuous wife, and then covered the corner of the quilt. After doing this, she let out a sigh of relief and tidied up the somewhat messy priest robes.

The high priest is tall and slender, with a delicate body wrapped in a snow-white priest robe, plump and towering peaks, slender waist, and slender round thighs, all of which reveal the charm of a mature woman. She stared at Murphy who was in a deep sleep (coma?) with soft eyes, as if remembering his rogue-like words just now, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Caressing Murphy's face with his fingers, the high priest sighed softly. Immediately, she didn't know what she thought of, and a blush appeared on her soft and beautiful face.

Then, she slowly bent down...

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The next day, early morning.

"Damn it! This woman really did it." When the sun shone into the room, Murphy woke up rubbing the back of his head.

Regarding the memory of yesterday, Murphy only remembered a little bit.

That is, he just said that sentence, and he has not had time to regret it. It was dark before my eyes, and I didn't know anything.

no!

You have to find a way to improve your strength!

Otherwise, it would be too sad to be settled by this woman so easily.

After getting dressed under the service of the maid, Murphy walked out of the governor's mansion after a simple meal.

Although he was a little depressed last night, Murphy was not a person who was too obsessed with minor issues. It will be October soon, and since the land has been reclaimed, the planting of winter wheat is imminent. Impatient and unable to eat hot tofu, Murphy always believed that the high priest belonged to him, she couldn't run away, and one day she would belong to him. As for believing in Athena, Murphy didn't care at all. He was the lord of Athens and would be the king of Athens in the future. He even has the ambition to talk to the goddess on an equal footing...

Time continues to move forward.

In the second half of September, Murphy was busy arranging manpower to sow winter wheat, and on the other hand, organized a caravan to go to the southern plains behind the humans to buy some military supplies, that is, animal tendons, etc. to make ballistas s things.

At present, the shooting range in the territory has been upgraded, and soldiers who use ballistas can be made and trained.

As the only siege equipment that can be made in the territory at present, Murphy had to spend some effort to get them out first.

"Calista: The ballista is a tendon projectile weapon that looks like a huge crossbow. It has an extremely long range and can pierce several people with one shot! Although the ballista looks like a huge crossbow Bow, but it works quite differently. The two arms are propelled using a rope made of animal tendons. This elastic material is stretched and becomes a very elastic spring. The arms are pulled back , to cause greater tension, load the bow on the ballista, and then shoot at the enemy at a great speed. The user must keep the tension of the two tendons the same to ensure the accuracy of the ballista, but because the tendons cannot be damp , concealed ballistas don't work well in wet climates."

The ballista's single-target lethality is still relatively strong.

But the shortcomings are also obvious. It is not easy to target this kind of siege equipment at the level of this era. Moreover, the launch speed is also very slow, which has various effects. In the cold weapon battle, the role of the ballista is more reflected in the deterrence. In terms of lethality, I am afraid that any infantry army is much higher than it!

If you really want to use ballistas to cause lethality, you need a considerable number.

But it's not easy to deal with the materials used to make it. And the cost of maintenance is definitely a lot.

Although there are so many defects, Murphy still decided to make a batch first. The reason is simple, this is currently the only weapon in the territory that can threaten the life of a large body!

If there is a ballista, it will be a little more sure when facing some large-scale creatures in other worlds.

Even a high-level wolf man in full armor would have to be killed on the spot after being shot by a ballista! Before the catapult could be manufactured, Murphy could only focus on the ballista. At present, we can only see how many materials can be purchased from the rear of the southern plain. After all, the siege equipment in the early cold weapon era can only be lethal if they are piled up.

With the increase in the reclamation of cultivated land in the territory, many problems in management have also emerged.

One of the more difficult problems is that some of the cultivated land is far away from the city of Athens, so it is not very convenient to manage the cultivation.

Murphy's territory currently covers an area of ​​about 2,500 square kilometers. Among them, the plain area is about 1,200 square kilometers, and the rest is mostly mountains and dense forests. Now the reclaimed land is about 50,000 mu, which is an area of ​​nearly 120 square kilometers. After all, the land in the plain area is also different, and it is impossible to reclaim all the land in this era without chemical fertilizers.

One hundred and twenty square kilometers, that is a rectangle ten kilometers long and twelve kilometers wide.

The area is not small.

Such a distance, even walking would take half a day.

So after discussing with the officials in the territory, Murphy decided to divide several villages outside the city of Athens, and then assign the farmers in the city to manage the cultivated land.

The current plan is to build a village at each of the three corners.

About 300 households are relocated in each village, and these people are mainly poor people and farmers.

The scattered construction of villages and towns is a must for the development of the territory in the later stage. Murphy is just bringing this to the table in advance. The land area of ​​2,500 square kilometers is already close to the land area of ​​a small prefecture-level city in the previous life. It is impossible for such a large territory to have only one city, and scattered villages and towns are more conducive to the later development of the territory. Now divide the three villages first, and then expand into towns based on these three villages, and finally build three small cities as the Acropolis of Athens!

Now that the wolf man in the territory is basically wiped out, without the threat of the wolf man, it is also feasible to disperse the villages.

But to be more on the safe side.

Murphy plans to build a military fortress for defense at the valley entrance of the territory, which is the exit of the upside-down bowl, after the winter wheat is fully planted in October.

The movements of the orcs were unknown, and after being calculated by the noble council once, Murphy felt a little more wary in his heart.

Time to enter October.

With all the winter wheat planted, Murphy breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything in the territory is now on the right track, and he started to arrange people to study wine making and distillation after he was able to relax a little bit.

But this is just an extra thing, his main focus now is still on another very important thing!

That's construction - the university!

An intelligent species, a nation, needs not only force, but also culture!

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(5,000 words. That’s all for today. Go to bed early, accumulate energy, and explode tomorrow!

Downstairs chased very hard. In terms of data, our advantages are obvious. In terms of updates, he has not exploded, and the daily update volume is only a little over 6,000. But the price of others is so high, it makes me sad...

There are ups and downs in the mountain to show its height. There are ups and downs in the book, and Fang sharpens his ambition.

This book is doomed to be slow to heat up, and it's impossible to arrange bullshit and trample on people every few chapters like the kind of book that takes the individual as the axis. Otherwise, it will definitely be a mess after writing it!

Could it be because of a gentle plot transition that...?

Sorry, I have a lot of emotional ups and downs today, so I said too much.

Start tomorrow! I'll replace *** with an update! ! !

Three hundred men in red underpants?

Do you dare to accept it? ! )