Opening the letter, Todd carefully read the invitation letter from the Relief Society. The letter was handwritten by Theodore, the president of the Relief Society. The friendly words and the cooperative tendency between the lines made people wonder.
What exactly do a gang of terrorists composed of radical aliens want to do?
Rachel sat down and said: "According to the news I just received: First, the monster in the North Stone Fortress is the latest experimental product of the Relief Society-the Heir of the Undead; second, the Knights discovered the monster in the North Stone Mine.
There are hundreds of corpses stored in a cave, including civilians of the kingdom and slaves of the barbarians. There are signs that the Relief Society, a subsidiary of the Presbyterian Church, is using these corpses as materials to create large quantities of undead inheritance.
”
After listening to Rachel's report, Todd froze in front of the table, slowly put down the letter in his hand, and asked: "The successor of the undead?"
"Monsters built using corpses and skeletons, some of which belong to the dead successor, which can be the head or the spine." Rachel's expression had never been more solemn: "In the past, due to Sutherland
The toxicity of relics and the possibility of survival of ordinary humans after coming into contact with them
Extremely low. Therefore, although the successors are terrifying, they are very few in number. But if it is really possible to combine corpses and relics to create successors of the undead. Then, the group of Presbyterians will not only be able to establish an organization in a short time
An invincible army can even rewrite the pattern of the entire continent."
Todd looked at the letter and thought for a moment: "I guess that the Relief Society wants to meet with me this time. Firstly, they want to find out whether I am a friend or foe. Secondly, they want to find me as a collaborator in the research on the successors of the undead."
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Rachel was a little confused: "I can guess the first point, but how do you know the second point?"
Todd reinstalled the letter and put it on the table: "The successor troops in Muxi Town can only hide for a while, but cannot keep it secret for a lifetime. The technology in my hand may be the key they urgently need."
Rachel stood up from her chair: "General Commander, I have a question."
Todd motioned to her but said it didn't matter.
"If...if the conditions proposed by the Relief Society are very favorable, will you agree to cooperate with them?"
Todd looked at the unnatural look on Rachel's face and remembered the pain he had suffered in the Legion of Discord in the past. He shook his head and said, "I can never approve of that kind of approach that treats human life as nothing."
Rachel looked calmer, held the cross on her chest, bowed, and exited the room.
Todd watched the woman disappear, sat back in his seat, looked at the letter on the table quietly, and said nothing for a long time.
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Two days later, Todd and Theodore were arranged to meet at the sister hotel.
The knights cleared out all the people in the hotel and conducted a carpet-like investigation. Finally, they surrounded the hotel on three floors.
Theodore, the president of the Relief Society, was riding a horse without any weapons and only one attendant - Throatbone, still dressed like an old blacksmith.
Seeing that there were only two people on the other side, Todd was a little surprised. Huggins' whisper later made him frown.
There are many suspicious people in Muxi Town who secretly approach the sister hotel. They dress up as merchants, tourists, and some are even residents of the town.
Todd's expression looked calm, but sitting at the negotiation table, he tightly grasped the hem of the tablecloth.
Muxi Town is developing too fast. Its all-in immigration policy and loose and disorderly population management have given these spies and spies many opportunities to lurk and hide in the town.
Cumberland was right when he said that he did spend too much time on experiments and neglected the most basic task of a lord - territory management.
After this meeting, Todd made up his mind to establish an intelligence and surveillance organization in Muxi Town and initiate localized management of the population.
"Todd, oh, no, I should call you the head of the group!" Theodore sat on the other side of the negotiation table, knocked on the table and said with a smile: "We have come a long way, why don't we prepare some food and drinks?
?”
Todd nodded and signaled Huggins to tell the kitchen to start taking out the dishes.
Throatbone sat next to Theodore, looking at the crowd across the table, and said in a tone that was half teasing and half mocking: "Sir Todd, you are still as cautious as before..."
After looking at Rachel and Huggins who were sitting next to him, and then at the team of successors behind him, Todd finally just smiled at his throat.
Theodore took off his coat, threw it on the back of the chair, and said carelessly: "The last time we met, you were just a priest, but now you are the head of one of the four major knights of the church... Destiny
This thing is really interesting."
Todd waited for the dishes to be placed one by one and said, "Mr. President, let's get to the point. What does the Relief Society want?"
"This dish tastes good." Theodore picked up a piece of steak, put it in his mouth and chewed it. While he sincerely praised the deliciousness of the food, he said to Todd: "First of all, I want to apologize. I was in the North Rock Fortress a few days ago.
, my experiment had a small dispute with your troops..."
Todd nodded calmly, indicating that he was listening.
"After years of experiments, I have found a way to allow the remains of the successors to absorb flesh and blood and grow into creatures with the same combat power." Theodore scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it in his mouth, smashing it.
: "This method can greatly increase the success rate of Sutherland's relics, while saving materials to prevent the successor from mutating..."
Todd interrupted Theodore: "So, why did the Relief Society come to me?"
The old man put down the food in his hand: "Todd, please cooperate with me. I know that you have unlocked the secret of the Successor. With your help, I can improve the technology of the Necromancer Successor and make it perfect.
"
Rachel finally couldn't help it anymore: "Then what? Theodore? Let the Presbyterian Church enslave the entire world?"
After hearing this, Throatbone whispered: "Miss Rachel, the Presbyterian Council has already known about your betrayal, and you have been officially expelled from the Legion of Disputes. I believe that soon, an executioner will come to visit you...
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Rachel raised her head, her face not showing the slightest hint of timidity because of these words.
Todd looked at the opposite side and said softly: "Mr. President, if I guess correctly, the technology of the Necromancer Successor is not yet mature. It may have major flaws and is still a long way from practical application."
Theodore and Throat Bone looked at each other, and the former nodded slightly, confirming Todd's guess.
Todd added: "Mr. President, you want me to cooperate with you. But to be honest, as a heterogeneous species, I do not agree with some of the practices of the Presbyterian Church."
Theodore glanced at Todd, and then at Rachel. His face, which was full of ravines and vicissitudes of life, showed some different emotions from the past: "Todd, since you are willing to tell me the truth, then I
Let me tell you something from my heart. When I was young, I was a member of the Legion of Disputes."
Theodore's voice was low and sad: "As a scholar in the legion, I once participated in a solar eclipse ceremony."
Rachel's face instantly lost all color when she heard the term from the president's mouth.
Theodore saw Todd's puzzled face and sighed: "It seems Miss Rachel didn't tell you this. The eclipse ceremony is the most inhumane act of the Presbyterian Church in order to cultivate an army of successors.
"
"In order to copy the ability of the alien species into the bodies of the successors, the Council of Elders will select a suitable alien species every once in a while, serve as a sacrifice, dismember him alive, and share it with the successors. This kind of
The ritual is full of fanaticism, blood and violence, and is the darkest chapter in the history of alien species!"
Theodore covered his forehead with his hands, his whole body trembling: "I joined the Presbyterian Church to fight for peace and tranquility for the aliens, not to become an accomplice of this disgusting ritual!"
"After participating in an eclipse ceremony, I chose to stay away from the center of the Presbyterian Church and came to the Silver Ring Kingdom to take over the relief society here. I hope to find a way, a more reasonable and civilized way.
, to strengthen the power of the alien species." Theodore looked at Todd, with hope and expectation in his eyes: "From the first time we met, I knew that you, like me, are both scholars with a mission. We
Pursue the truth without destroying conscience."
Todd took a deep look at the old man in front of him: "Mr. Theodore, I'm afraid the invitation you gave me was your own idea, right? What exactly do you hope to get from me?"
Theodore glanced at Rachel: "Compared to the Presbyterian Church, I see a place more suitable for the survival of alien species."
Throatbone, who was sitting next to the old man, opened his eyes wide: "President, do you know what you are talking about?! These people in front of you are the lackeys of the Church Knights! To take refuge in them is to take refuge in the church!"
Theodore looked at the umbrella symbol on the knight's armor and laughed.