When the Hades Wizard declared war on the entire continent, he created many very powerful witchcrafts. He recorded these witchcrafts in different secret volumes, and the replacement magic circle was one of them.
After Ragru got the secret scroll, he couldn't understand the contents because it was written in the ancient Barrett language. He thought that this magic circle could turn his daughter into a normal person.
This secret scroll was regarded as life. In order to prevent accidents, he copied a copy and kept it with him. It was not until two years later that he roughly understood part of the contents of the secret scroll.
This manuscript became Reggie's life-saving straw. He and Batchelor learned some Baret language. Although the secret scroll did not record the method of breaking the witchcraft, Reggie quickly found the three conditions to complete the witchcraft.
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The first condition is the wizard's array, which requires twenty-one wizards to complete the array, and the array will cause serious damage to the wizards. Using the array for three consecutive days is likely to kill some wizards. This is why Alice herself does not
Reasons for participating in the circle.
The second condition is the blood-stained totem. The totem of the magic circle is dyed with human blood. It requires the blood of 300 people in total, and the totem needs to be replaced every time the spell is cast.
The third condition is the blood of the king, which requires the blood of the enemy's king to leave the body for no more than three days.
Compared with the first two, this condition will be a little more complicated tomorrow. First of all, one thing must be clarified, what is the definition of a king.
According to the explanation in the secret scroll, the king is defined by the God of War. Since it is defined by the gods, according to Reggie's speculation, it should be determined by blood.
In his army, the only person with royal blood is Chris. The blood that has left the body for no more than three days proves that Chris has shed blood in these three days.
"Your Highness, have you been injured in the past three days?"
"No."
"Have you ever vomited blood?"
"Why are you vomiting blood?"
"Is there a fixed menstrual cycle, like bleeding every month?"
"roll!"
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The blood was not Chris's. In order to prove to Reggie that he was really not injured or bleeding, Chris almost took off his clothes in front of Reggie.
Then who could the blood of the king come from? Reggie was thinking hard, but saw Chris staring at his wrist.
"Is your injury healed?"
"Yes, she was cured by Angel," Reggie said with a rare smile. Angel was a rare gain from his trip. "She will become an outstanding doctor in the future and will not lose to Imma and Camilla."
"It's really amazing. I was so worried that you had been wearing gauze before. As long as you move your wrist, the wound will ooze blood."
"Yes, the wound will ooze blood." Reggie nodded, he didn't sleep all night, and he was in a daze.
"That Alice is really a genius. She really deserves to be the daughter of Bachelot. It only took her one day to learn such complicated witchcraft."
"Yes, she is really smart, as smart as her father."
"But she is much more vicious than Bachelo. One use of the displacement circle requires killing three hundred people. If we stay here for a few more days, I am afraid that everyone in Huadong City will be killed soon."
"Yes," Reggie said numbly, "This is such a cruel thing."
"Those wizards can't last long. Maybe we don't have to worry about this magic circle. As long as we launch two feint attacks, Charlemagne will naturally be unable to bear it."
"Yeah, feint..."
Chris frowned and said, "Are you listening to me?"
"I'm listening, but not very seriously."
Reggie's honesty made Chris smile bitterly.
"what's on your mind?"
"Gauze, the wound will ooze blood," Reggie looked up at Chris, "I just asked Angel to heal my wound the day before yesterday, and the wound had been bleeding before that. That was blood from within three days. My
Where did the gauze go?"
It sounded a bit out of place, but Chris understood what Reggie meant.
"Your blood is the blood of the king. Capture Raglu and Angel immediately, they may have betrayed us!"
Modesa quickly brought Ragrue and Angel to Reggie. Reggie didn't want to make the matter public, so only Chris and their father and daughter were left in the tent.
"I knew," Ragrue shook his head with a wry smile, "I knew I shouldn't tell you all this, I knew you would suspect me."
"You're wrong. I didn't doubt you. If you really betrayed me, you wouldn't tell me about witchcraft." Reggie still didn't change his trust in Raglu, but he had to find out.
Explaining the truth, "I just have a few questions to ask you. Angel healed my wound the night before yesterday. When you took off the gauze, where did you throw it?"
Angel thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't remember, sir. I seemed to have put it on the table casually."
"Just put it on the table?"
"I, I should have taken the gauze away and not left it in the Lord's room," Angel said with a frustrated look, "But I was too scared at the time."
"Yes, you stayed in my room..." Reggie had some impression. After Angel and Ragrue left, the roll of gauze seemed to be still on the table, but by the early morning of the next day,
When he was looking at the map on the table, there seemed to be no clutter on the table.
Someone entered his room late at night and took away the gauze on the table, which was stained with blood.
Reggie called Modesa: "That night in Red Clay City, did anyone enter my room after I fell asleep?"
Modesa pondered for a moment and said: "At dawn, the guard on duty delivered milk to you once. I checked everything he brought in, but I didn't check everything he brought out."
"What's the name of the guard on duty?"
"Coulter, the old man from Syracuse."
It was the old Snow City man again. Reggie closed his eyes, his heart aching.
Chris filled some hot milk for Reggie: "What's wrong, Lord Lord, are you disappointed with your old residents?"
"A little bit." Reggie sighed.
"You're not a very cautious person, you know?" Chris looked at Reggie with a hint of sarcasm, "You're too tolerant to others, you know?"
"What kind of person do you think I should be? Like your father and brother." Reggie immediately shot back. On this kind of topic, Reggie is one of those people who can't afford to suffer at all.
"Don't be so mean," Chris said with a smile, "I mean you should feel lucky. If you are surrounded by Byers and slaves, you don't know how many times you have been betrayed. If you were in the Lion Country
That treacherous minister, you might not even survive a month in the Lion City."
"What on earth do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is, don't lose confidence in your old residents. There will inevitably be a few scum among the more than a thousand old residents. There are scum everywhere in the world, but I believe they care about you very much. I hope you can
Cherish them as much as ever."
Being able to say such words from Chris's mouth simply made Reggie doubt his own ears. This was a kind of recognition, a recognition of Reggie's concept, and there was also a recognition of his identity waiting behind.
"Don't forget, you have become a king, a king recognized by the God of War, not because of your bloodline, but because of your strength. You have won the favor of God," Chris smiled. "After the war is over,
Maybe I should change my name and call you Your Majesty."
His Majesty.
Such a title is really wonderful.
Reggie walked outside the tent, looked up at the night sky, and slowly felt his own royal aura.
What does it feel like to stand at the pinnacle of power? That feeling seems within reach, but it also feels far away.
"Tomorrow's dusk will be the third day, and it's almost time to replace the new king's blood." Reggie looked back at Chris, "Guess, whose blood should we give to Charlemagne?"
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Reggie didn't plan to send troops during the day. He returned to his tent and wanted to take the opportunity to catch up on his sleep, but before that, he had to meet someone.
Guard Coulter came to Reggie's room and saluted respectfully: "Sir, have you summoned me?"
Reggie nodded: "How long have you been in the Guards?"
Court said: "It has been three years, my lord."
"It's been three years. At this time, I can only trust you old guys." Reggie took out a gold coin, handed it to Coulter, and ordered, "Go to the medical officer and get me some trauma treatment."
The medicine is back."
Kurt was startled and said: "Sir, the medical officer's medicine is free."
"This money is not for medical officers, it is for you."
"You don't have to do this. This is my obligation."
"Take it, this is an order," Reggie stood up and said, "Remember, if the medical officer asks the reason, you just tell him that you were scratched by an iron piece. Remember, it was you who was injured, not me.
I’m injured, do you understand?”
Kurt said in surprise: "Sir, are you injured? I'll call Angel over right now!"
"It seems you still didn't understand me! I repeat, it was you who was injured, not me!" Reggie sighed angrily, "I don't want others to know that I was injured, otherwise it will disturb the morale of the army, so I
Call you here, because I only trust you!"
"I, I understand, sir."
"If this gets out, I will kill you."
"No one else will know," Kurt leaned over and saluted, "I will come back as soon as I go, my lord."
Kurt turned to leave, but was stopped by Reggie: "Wait a minute, take the things on the table away."
There was a bloodstained undershirt on the table, and Kurt asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to..."
"Keep it clean, don't let anyone see it, and don't leave any traces."
"I understand, sir." Kurt left Reggie's tent and walked not far when he happened to bump into Modesa.
"Where are you going?" Modessa asked.
"I'll go to the medical officer to get some medicine." Court saluted Modesa.
"Are you hurt?"
"It was scratched by an iron piece."
Modesa was silent for a moment, then sneered: "Young man, if you want to live in peace, you'd better tell me the truth."
Court licked his lips and whispered: "Captain, I'm really just hurt. What I said is the truth."
"Go to the medical officer and treat your injury. I'll grant you a day off." Modesa didn't say any more. He had already given Coulter one last chance.
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Reggie slept until dusk and was woken up by Iron Skull and Tyr.
"Sir, we are about to set off."
Reggie pointed at Tyer first: "Your task is to smell it clearly."
Then he pointed at Iron Skull: "Your mission is to see the bullet clearly."
The two men nodded, and Reggie warned again: "Don't do unnecessary things, especially you, Iron Skull, make sure all the soldiers come back alive."