Chapter 334: Apostles on Earth, Camp, Guard of Honor
"The secret is that it can make a woman more feminine, and it can also make a man more masculine." Gregory chuckled, his obscene uncle's attitude clearly revealed.
"As far as I know, the Puppet Messenger should be a branch of the magic profession. Even if you have a guide, it is not that easy to master, right?" Moriarty said slowly, ignoring the true nature of the magic lamp.
"Haha, it may be difficult for other legal professions; but for you, I don't think there is any barrier." Gregory shook his head.
"Why?"
"Because to be more precise, the puppet messenger should actually belong to a 'sub-professional branch' of the alchemist." At this time, the magic lamp returned to the orthodoxy and said seriously: "Because in the earliest days, the alchemist was separated from the legal profession.
Although a single team is extremely glorious, it also has to face a lot of pressure alone. In particular, alchemists are usually good at making equipment and props, but their combat effectiveness is not high. If they walk among thieves with gold coins in their pockets, they are very easy to be attacked by others.
They were worried about or even attacked. Therefore, the alchemists learned from the painful experience and decided to make full use of their own advantages to gain greater strength, and thus the 'Puppet Messenger' was born."
"I see."
The alchemist was wealthy and powerful, but his combat power was not strong and he easily attracted thieves, so he figured out a way to turn his wealth and power into combat power, directly creating a powerful combat puppet to obey his orders and be ready to deal with external threats or accidents at any time.
"To put it this way, whether it is a metal puppet, a plant puppet, an undead puppet or an undead beast, they actually all originate from the alchemist's intention of self-preservation. Well, if we continue to think like this, in fact, the essence of all these puppets is the same
Yes, it's just that the materials, techniques, and alchemy formations used are different. That's why it was subdivided into many branches and leaves." Moriarty said while thinking.
"That's it." The magic lamp nodded matter-of-factly: "So, most of the secret of the puppet messenger still lies in the production of the puppet. As for the other half, it is..."
"It's about how to control the puppet and make it control as desired." This time, before Gregory could finish speaking, Moriarty already knew the answer.
"clever."
"So, which branch does the 'Puppet Messenger' you control belong to? Can it be applied to this high-level demon?" After going around in a circle, Moriarty returned to the substantive key question.
"You will know after you see it for yourself." As he said that, the magic lamp took out a golden screw from his arms and handed it to the other party's hand.
"Is this... a road sign?"
Moriarty took the screw. He looked at it carefully for a while, then used his mental energy to wrap it directly around the screw.
Then, a series of complicated information began to flood into his mind. At the same time, the golden screw slowly faded and disappeared.
"Life Puppet - 'Apostle on Earth'!?" After an unknown amount of time, Moriarty, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with light.
"Haha, yes, that's the 'earth apostle'!" The magic lamp laughed: "The classics say that the gods created hundreds of races of living beings on the earth, and used their magical powers to shepherd these countless flesh and blood in order to gain devout faith. Now,
Alchemists also stand on the stage of creation, combining flesh and blood with alchemy to hatch a brand new life to rival the gods. They are the so-called life puppets - 'earth apostles'!"
Gregory's tone was still joking and naive. But now it sounded as if it contained great ambition and some kind of hidden contempt for the gods, which made people feel tense. And what he was reciting was the Golden Screw Road.
The general principles of the "apostles on earth" recorded in the bid.
In fact, the so-called life puppet is no less "evil" than the undead puppet, or even worse. Because the basis for refining any life puppet is to have a normal life body for you to refine, and in this way
What you did is already a great blasphemy and violation of the general morals of the mainland. Just imagine, a complete life is allowed to be tested, tossed, and even transformed into a monster. This is probably worse than a necromancer using corpses to create puppets.
Disliked and condemned by others.
"What a coincidence. In the refining of life puppets, undead magic actually accounts for a considerable proportion of technology. And now you have obtained the negative energy field. I almost think that this demon has got the news and came to your door on purpose.
You are 'giving a gift'."
Obviously Gregory does not have any normal sense of right and wrong, so he naturally has no scruples about the evil aspects of the life puppet. But then again, if the puppet is made for someone on the continent, everyone on the continent can kill it.
Devil, then even if the news leaks out in the future, at most some people will question Moriarty's improper methods in order to defeat the devil, but he will not stand up and fight for the devil's legitimate right to exist.
"Thank you for the sign. I accepted it."
After all, the connotation of "earthly apostle" is really "special", and even if he wants to really take action, Moriarty needs to sort out, understand, and digest the newly acquired knowledge in his mind, so for the time being, he can just simply say thank you.
"Please tell me if you need anything." Seeing the other party's attitude, Gregory smiled nonchalantly and disappeared.
Seeing the magic lamp disappear, Moriarty remained silent for a while, sighed softly, and then put away the snake-necked three-headed dog on the ground. Of course, before tomorrow, he will use magic means to re-kill the high-level demon again.
Imprison it once to avoid capsizing in the gutter.
"Your Excellency." After a moment, Clausewitz's voice sounded outside the tent.
"come in."
As soon as the voice fell, the tent door opened, and the old werewolf came in first, followed by Hamilton.
"Your Excellency, the defense of the camp has been properly arranged. Considering the potential threats, I widened the ordinary one-meter-wide camp trench to three meters, and also arranged an additional antler wall at the rear. In addition, in view of the needs of the Dayun
The 'materials' were rushed overnight, so I sent double the number of Wolf Cavalry mobile sentries." First, he saluted Moriarty, and then Clausewitz reported, but he did not shy away from Hamilton who was present.
"Lionheart" is also a veteran in military affairs. As soon as he heard the old werewolf's arrangements, he understood that his so-called "potential threat" was clearly pointing to the Knights of Windsor who were also shining brightly today. Otherwise, even the rules of Olympus
No matter how big the temporary camp is, no matter how organized it is, there is no need for a three-meter trench line and an antler defensive wall to prevent cavalry attacks. But think about it from another angle. As a pure soldier, Clausewitz considered everything from actual combat.
Trying to make one's own side as impeccable as possible is indeed an excellent performance of conscientiousness. Therefore, as the military commander of Fort Yate, Hamilton also particularly appreciates the other party's performance.
"Very good, thank you for your hard work." Moriarty already understood the old werewolf's attitude, so he didn't say anything more.
"Hamilton, congratulations, you finally sat on the 'round table'!" Turning around, Moriarty gave "Lion Heart" a heavy hug, and then asked: "Is your injury okay?"
"Thank you. It's a small injury, it's okay."
Hamilton has been bandaged, and it seems that his face is still pale, but his mental state is very good. Moreover, he has always had a close relationship with Moriarty, so he does not hide his joy of being promoted. After all, it is a dream and long-cherished wish for many years.
"That's good. I transferred you from Father to ensure that you return intact. Now, you came as an intermediate class and returned as a 'Round Table'. Father should have no complaints." At this time, Mori
Artie also half-joked.
"hehe."
Hamilton knew something about the inside story. He understood that Moriarty paid the price for Baron Ensberg's agreement to let him come to help out the day before. And this is the rule of the game among nobles. Just talking about the relationship between father and son cannot replace real money.
Shirogane. So now when I hear Moriarty’s jokes, I really can only take them as a joke.
"Your Excellency, now that the battle here has ended successfully, I want to return to Fort Yate as soon as possible." After laughing for a while, Hamilton excused himself.
"There is no need to be in such a hurry. The Viscount will hold a banquet at Windsor Castle tonight to celebrate the victory. You can also join us." After looking at the other party, Moriarty said.
"I don't seem to have to worry about the banquet..." As a relatively pure soldier, Hamilton obviously has no interest in aristocratic dinners full of delicious food and beautiful women.
"Let's come together." Moriarty yelled, interrupting the other party: "Now that Sir Charlie has been promoted to the Holy Church, it can be said to be a blessing for Kent County and even Erathia. You still have to go
Congratulations; secondly, after the banquet, Viscount Salk will probably discuss the next battle plan with me. As the representative of Fort Yate, you should be present; thirdly, we haven’t seen you for a long time.
,I also want to chat with you in the evening."
"Okay, okay, I'll just follow your instructions." Moriarty's words were reasonable and legal. Hamilton couldn't refute it, so he had to obey, but he still said, "But I have to rush back early tomorrow morning.
Otherwise, I'm worried about changes in Yatebao."
"Of course." Moriarty smiled and nodded.
In the evening, Moriarty put on a new commander's uniform, wore a ceremonial sword on his waist, and left with Lord Semper, "Knight of the Round Table" Hamilton, staff officer Clausewitz, and followers.
Make camp and head to Windsor Castle.
And just after walking through the hastily cleaned battlefield and arriving at the castle, a loud trombone sounded from within the high walls of Windsor Castle, which was a salute to the distinguished guests. At the same time, the rich bells on the inner castle also sounded.
It sounded at this moment, and it roared for twenty-five times, which corresponded to Moriarty's age.
"Welcome to your arrival, Lord Moriarty. A few hours ago, we fought side by side and jointly destroyed the largest army of demons in Kent County. Now, I open the door to welcome you as a guest. Haha, this is really disappointing.
What a joyful moment!”
In order to express his respect for Moriarty, the noble Viscount Salk personally dressed up and stood in front of the castle gate to greet him. Behind him were Saint Charles and his beloved daughter Mathilde.
And such a high-standard battle is actually clearly telling the world that in the eyes of the Viscount, VIPs need to be treated seriously. (To be continued)
ps: Thank you to old book friend "Fu Ji Tianjun" for your continued support!
