Chapter 1371 The silk spider who doesn’t like moonlight
Although they don’t know as much about silk spiders as Hill does, it’s not like Earl Steer and the others can’t understand the current situation.
Therefore, if these mutated silk spiders are the only ones on the Golden Cloud Orchid, even if the number is incredibly large, it can only be said that Stel Castle is suitable for their reproduction.
But now, this appearance clearly threatens the safety of the entire castle... The count is no longer sure that he can catch all the silk spiders in one go.
This must be someone discovering something special in their family, something that cannot even be removed, which allows these silk spiders to reproduce in large numbers while maintaining stable genetics.
However, it must be something that is not easy to discover... at least something that the Stel family would never be interested in unless they knew the details.
If it were other big nobles, there might be an accident, but the Stur family, who even put a lot of effort into making their children become mage, probably wouldn't feel anything if they passed by those things every day.
Moreover, Earl Steer, who had just had a disagreement with the king and had no connection with the traditional nobles, could just serve as a shield for them.
The most important thing is that neither Count Stehr nor his wife likes to study gardens. In the past twenty years, Stehr Castle has not done any major garden renovation activities... Even if some plants died inexplicably,
They will also only ask gardeners to plant evergreen plants that do not affect the view.
Count Steer turned his head suddenly and stared at Little Finch fiercely: No wonder the Alchemy Association guards their family so strictly!
Finch couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I've always done things according to the rules!"
Earl Steer did not think that this matter of their family had anything to do with the Finch family. Otherwise, Finch would not have quietly stepped back just because of the appearance of the great sage Belveland.
Even Linde didn't intend to interfere with his spell study, which was obviously an excuse.
But there must be something wrong with the Alchemy Association, especially the Father of Silk, and the Finch family became the accomplice without knowing it.
"I've always been a little curious." The high priest of the Rune Lord suddenly said, "Why did you come to Basia City, Finch?
If you need someone with status and ability to suppress the Stel family, there are many of your brothers who would be suitable, right?
Why are you here who are qualified to compete for the next president of the Alchemy Association?
When you arrived, there were many speculations in Brasilia City...for example, that you failed in the power struggle.
But later I discovered that your father has never paid less attention to you, and the support from the Alchemy Association headquarters can be considered to be meticulous.
However, Brasilia City has only begun to open up to international trade in the past twenty years. The real large-scale transactions are actually still in the original old ports.
There’s not much value that makes you have to stay here to collect things, right?”
"Delgado." Finch closed his eyes gently, "The reason why the relationship between me and him is so bad, it can even be said to be hatred, is because when I was preparing to take over as the branch president in the capital, he
He jumped out and claimed that there is no difference between the president of the Capital Branch and the vice president of the headquarters. If you want to take over, you must either become an alchemist master at the level of a high-level mage, or you must work in other branches for more than 30 years and collect enough money for the general association.
Resources will do.
Although I still have some ability, but...I can't achieve the talent of the Great Sage Ismail.
But after he brought it up, the association's directors actually passed the condition as quickly as possible.
Our family can only suffer this miserable loss."
"That's normal." The High Priest of the Sun Temple nodded seriously, "Who would want to watch you turn the Alchemy Association into an independent kingdom and let father and son inherit it?
If you were incapable, maybe no one would be willing to join forces to deal with you like this!
Delgado's proposal was passed so easily. It's easy to imagine how unpopular your father and son's approach is!
Tsk~ It’s not enough to make so much money, I want it all to be earned by your family for eternity!
Tsk tsk tsk~ What a beautiful thought!
Although the king is hereditary, he doesn’t make as much money as you do!”
Finch turned his head helplessly, not wanting to look at this great priest who kept talking about 'money, money'... Money is of course very important, especially to a family that has studied alchemy for generations.
In order for a child to go from being ignorant to becoming an alchemist master, countless materials need to be consumed in the process... Without the assistance of the Alchemy Association, would their family have to put on their leather boots again, carry a staff, and risk their lives?
Who wants to go out to eat and sleep in the open and lose their life accidentally if they can get to a high position safely and step by step?
If at the beginning, the Finch family just wanted to control the Alchemy Association for a while to make their family stronger, but after their father was able to use the association to raise so many children who could become alchemists, they naturally thought
will change.
Who wouldn't want to be an uncrowned king if he had the chance?
Isn’t it rare that someone like Ismail only comes out every ten thousand years? But even he has never given up on growing his family!
Although those who come forward are all his strange... ah, no, all kinds of lovers, but are they working hard to make money just to support themselves?
"No wonder you saw Delgado beaten to death by that beautiful prince from Scarlet." Archbishop Silver Moon paid more attention to another gossip, "By the way, have you searched his ship?"
"That person's identity is not ordinary." Count Steer turned his head suddenly and warned them, "I suspect that he is Crown Prince Scarlet. There are at least three high-level professionals on that ship, and there are also legal system
.
We at Danboro are not interested in triggering a war yet, so, fellow high priests, if you have any special interest in that ship and the people on it, it is best to use the name of your own temple.
Damboro will never take responsibility for anyone or anything."
He scanned the audience with a solemn attitude: "We, Danboro, will never fight because of the ambition of any god.
It is our duty to defend the country, but if we invade other powerful countries for the glory of the gods, then... please fight in the name of your own temple!"
Looking at the high priests with different expressions and hints of dissatisfaction, Earl Steer smiled softly: "Ah~ Fortunately, our Rune Lord has never been interested in participating in these battles."
"Although Scarlet doesn't believe in my Lord, they still use runes!" The priest of the Rune Temple showed a gentle smile, "Everyone who uses runes has a presence to my Lord.
Of value.”
Finch couldn't help but sneered... In the world of mages, there has been a saying that the so-called Lord of Runes is actually a puppet of the will of the world of Oasis. He has no specific personality or character at all.
Like the significance of Toril's Tablet of Fate to AO.
Otherwise, why is the Temple of the Lord of Runes enshrined just a colorful shadow composed of various runes?
Faced with his rudeness, the Rune High Priest, who had always known about this rumor, just smiled at Finch with a tolerant face.
If their rune gods cared about the nonsense of these mortals, they would have revealed their true appearance long ago.
However, once there is a specific image, mortals like to add their own understanding.
For some gods who don't like trouble very much, there is really no need to bother and work hard to peel off these messy imaginations from their own godhood.
"Well..." High Priest Thoth of the Earth Temple looked at their back and forth in confusion, "Aren't we here to catch silk spiders?
They are about to riot, why are you still talking nonsense?"
Turgai, the great priest of the Sun Temple, suddenly turned his head: "Then you didn't tell me earlier? Where are they?"
Before Thoth finished speaking, a sheet of white spider silk with mucus was overwhelmingly hitting the few people standing on the stone ground.
"Damn! Thoth!" Turgai yelled angrily, "Has your fucking head turned into stone?"
With the roar, the two holy water bottles in his hand smashed crazily at the spider silk that fell from his pocket. Finch also propped up a force field wall in time to block the spider silk.
The few people who had just breathed a sigh of relief when they looked at the spider silk sizzling in the blazing holy fire were shocked to find that the little spiders a little further away were not affected at all, and were using spiders very quickly.
Sila flew around in the sky, obviously full of hostility towards the few people who occupied the past canteen.
This canteen is gone. Do you want to eat people?
"It's understandable that you're not afraid of fire... Why aren't you afraid of sacred fire?" Finch pressed his face against the invisible force field wall, confused with a hint of curiosity, "Ah... the consequences are obviously evil, but
Is there nothing wrong with the spider itself?"
"Whether they have mutated or not, they are not evil!" Earth Priest Toth said with a serious face as he half-knelt on the ground, trying to make the stone ground they were standing on more airtight.
It was only for self-protection that it became what it is now!
If you didn't have to wear silk, wouldn't you still be living happily in the Elf Forest?
The unlucky ones...are just elves."
"Speaking of which... it is said that this thing is more effective when fed with crystal fruit?" Austin, the great priest of Silver Moon, worked hard to build a moonlight wall, "This one is small enough to pass directly through the cracks in the soil, and that one is even smaller.
’ s... does it go directly into the stomach along with the pulp?
Are you afraid of acidity with this thing?"
"Eh?" The great rune priest Berg suddenly raised his head, "These spiders don't like the moonlight wall! Look, their speed has slowed down!"
