Chapter 373
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"Donate?" Skagen couldn't help but ask: "Donate for free? Are you sure? "
"Of course!" Dudian replied in a serious tone: "If I can save the lives of the frontline soldiers even if I can only save one person then why not?"
Skagen stared at his eyes but only saw the firmness and sincerity. He couldn't help but sigh: "You are right. The steam rifle is your invention. You have full control over how you deal with it. But you must let the civilians know that you have done such a thing. You must also let the military apologize to you. You have believed the enemy's lies and almost killed an outstanding master of invention. This crime is unforgivable!"
Dudian sighed: "It doesn't matter if the civilians know or not. At least everyone here knows that I'm not such a person. If I'm lucky enough to survive the war then I'll go to the inner wall to study. The disturbances here won't be able to disturb me. I just want to produce more inventions and change our living environment. I want to be a competent knight and use the power I learned from my hunter career in the right way. As for how the civilians think of me, I don't care. Anyway, I have a guard duty so they won't dare to break into my castle."
Everyone looked at each other as they heard the words.
A broad-faced elder at the side shook his head and said, "You can't say that. Even if you don't have much interaction with these commoners, being misunderstood by them like this will inevitably cause trouble in the future. If you're attacked by some evildoers, the gains won't make up for the losses. Besides, you've contributed so much this time. We don't need to publicize it, but we should at least let these commoners know what you've done for this war!"
"Yes, the value of a legendary invention can't be calculated so easily. I think we should call the consortiums and the military and publish this matter in all the newspapers!"
"That's right. Mister Dean, when you were wronged, our Temple was also questioned by some ignorant people. Some people even dared to talk nonsense about our Temple. It's most likely that the dark church instigated it from behind. In any case, this evil atmosphere must be rectified!"
Everyone agreed.
Skagen nodded and looked at Dudian: "Everyone is right. Don't think too much about this matter. We will help you solve it. Moreover this matter is not only about your reputation but also the reputation of the entire Temple. We must not give the dark church the opportunity to spread rumors!"
Dean was startled: "I'm sorry. I think it's too simple. In that case I'll listen to the arrangement of the Temple. But I hope that the new invention will be handed over to the military as soon as possible. The sooner it is handed over to them, the sooner it can be used in the battlefield!" Dean's expression was full of seriousness.
Skagen nodded: "I know. I'll go and discuss with the Temple and then send someone to hand it over to the military."
"Thank you." Dudian said.
"What are you talking about? We should thank you. You said that you are an apprentice knight. When did that happen?" Skagen asked.
Dudian replied: "It happened recently. I went to the Knight's Hall because I saw the casualty data in the military newspaper. I hoped to have the opportunity to join the battlefield. Fortunately I passed the initial test. But later I learned that the military will force the hunters of the consortia to join the battlefield. If I had known about it then I wouldn't have gone to the test. I would have directly entered the battlefield as a hunter."
Skagen said: "Nonsense! You are a dignified architect now! How can you enter the battlefield as a lowly hunter? They are forced to be cannon fodder by the military. Who knows how many of them will survive! Besides the military doesn't have the guts to force you into the battlefield unless they want to cut off the supply of the Temple!"
"That's not necessarily true." Another man sneered: "The military is getting more and more daring to publish this matter in the newspaper based on the words of the barbarians. The military is getting more and more courageous!"
"Yes."
"It's time to teach the military a lesson." Another old man said in a cold tone.
Dudian said: "Everyone, we are at the stage of war. It's understandable that the military is so sensitive. We still have the barbarians as our enemies. Wouldn't it be a joke to the barbarians if there is internal friction?"
The first few people were startled. They couldn't help but look at Dean with some sighs in their eyes.
Skagen patted Dudian's shoulder: "It would be great if everyone thinks like you. We won't do anything to the military during the war. But after the war is over we have to teach them a lesson. It's not called internal friction but balance. If the military gets more and more rampant then the losses will be greater in the end. Moreover, they are so careless in suspecting a master. Although you weren't a master but there is no doubt about your potential. It's no different than killing a master. If we don't teach them a lesson then wouldn't they think that the Temple of Elements is a soft persimmon?"
Dudian scratched his head as he didn't know what to say.
Skagen smiled as he saw this: "Let's call it a day. Since you don't want to go to the inner wall then do as you please. But you must be escorted by the military when you go to the battlefield. Otherwise, we will never allow you to go!"
Dudian replied: "Well, thank you for your kindness. Dudian will remember it!"
"Don't worry about it. We will be friends in the future." Skagen smiled.
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Shortly after the God's Parliament ended, in the military headquarters in the north of the commercial district.
Whoosh!
A bird with white feathers flew over. Its wings weren't stained by the rain. It was obvious that the rain couldn't hinder its flight.
A middle-aged officer in a military uniform reached out and caught it. He removed the letter tube from its leg and took out the letter that was rolled up into a small ball. He opened it and glanced at it. Suddenly, he was stunned. "Legendary divine spell … free donation?"
He was startled for a moment. He hurriedly turned around and ran to a hall. There was a huge sand table in the middle of the hall. It covered the entire terrain of the outer wall. It extended to the radiation zone outside the fortress. However, the terrain outline of the radiation zone wasn't so clear. Most of it was replaced by grey carbon particles. It meant that it was an unknown area that hadn't been explored yet.
There were several figures wearing star medals in front of the sand table. They were talking about something.
The middle-aged officer hurriedly ran over and said, "Re-reporting to the general!"
When one of the golden-haired middle-aged generals heard this, he turned around and glanced at this person. He frowned and said, "A dignified colonel can't even speak properly?"
The middle-aged officer's heart trembled: "Reporting to the general. I just got the news from the Temple. They have created a new invention. It's legendary level. They are going to donate it to the military for free!"
The hall was silent.
The other generals couldn't help but turn around. Although they weren't in the mood to listen to the middle-aged colonel, the words' temple 'and' legendary 'were so unique that their attention was immediately drawn to them.
"What did you say?" The blonde middle-aged man's eyes widened.
The middle-aged officer replied: "I just got the news that a master from the Temple called Dean has created a legendary invention called 'steam rifle'. It will be donated to the military for free. It's a military war invention."
Hearing this, the generals around the sand table looked at each other in dismay.
"Military invention and legendary level?" The shock on a middle-aged general's face slowly subsided, and he said in surprise: "How many years has it been since the last military use of legendary magic in the Shrine? Could it be that they deliberately raised the level?"
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