Chapter 441
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"Guests?" Kroen was startled but quickly left the hall.
Dudian looked at Sergei and others: "You guys go and prepare yourselves. In addition, the members of the knights don't need to be examined in terms of quality. As long as they are strong enough and you can discipline them."
"I know." Sergei nodded.
Everyone left.
Dudian turned to look outside the hall. A group of people came over under the leadership of Kroen. Dudian didn't move as he didn't need to greet many people with his current status.
Soon, these people came to the living room. Most of them were dressed luxuriously, with jade, agate, and other luxurious accessories on their necks or fingers. In their eyes, this was not just showing off, but a symbol of status and politeness.
They were all nobles, and among them, there were a few figures dressed in the attire of Oracles.
Dudian knew the intention of the visitors. He waved to Kroen: "Pick out nine people from the list of people who gave away Parasitic Soul Worms. Add them to my list of students and hand them over to the Temple. Let the rest go back. By the way, the people who gave away rare Parasitic Soul Worms and rare Parasitic Soul Worms must be included in the list."
"I know, master." Kroen respectfully retreated as he saw that Dudian didn't have any other orders.
Dudian rubbed his head as he felt tired. He gently rubbed his fingers and pondered for a moment. He picked up the pen and wrote another letter.
It didn't take long for Neuss to return with a carriage with the military flag. There were two military doctors in the carriage. They quickly came to the hall.
"Greetings master Dean!"
Both of them respectfully saluted as they saw Dudian.
Dudian didn't have the mood to chat. He asked them to hurry up and treat Gwyneth.
"Neuss, go to the Knight's Hall and give this letter to them." Dean said to Neuss who didn't stop his horse.
Neuss nodded as he picked up the letter and left.
After a moment, the two doctors finished treating Gwyneth's wound. They wrapped a layer of gauze and said goodbye to Dudian.
"Are you feeling better?" Dudian looked at Gwyneth who was sitting on the sofa.
Gwyneth's face was pale as she whispered: "Thank you, master. I'm much better."
"I'll take you and Glenn to the inner wall when it's dark. Take a good rest." Dean handed her a small bottle: "This is the healing ointment from the Temple. The effect is good. Apply it first."
Gwyneth glanced at it, took it, thanked him, and went upstairs.
Dean looked at Gwyneth's back as she went upstairs. He suddenly thought that if he went to the inner wall for inspection then he would have to eat and drink a lot of food. The black snow season hadn't passed yet so he had to eat high-calorie food to maintain his body temperature. He might not get the same treatment in the inner wall.
Dean called Kroen: "Go and hire a chef. Remember to pick randomly. Don't let anyone find out. Also buy a month's worth of ingredients from my menu. Let the chef dry them and turn them into dried food and bacon. It doesn't matter if the taste is bad as long as it can be preserved for a long time."
Kroen understood, quickly agreed, and turned to leave.
"There are still too few people. Joseph and Barton have gone to the Holy Church and the military. Now it's almost time to participate in the interview …" Dean's eyes flashed as his fingers subconsciously rubbed as he thought.
It was noon in the blink of an eye.
Neuss rushed back to the castle and looked at Dudian: "Master, the Knight's Hall asked me to bring you a letter."
Dean who had just finished his lunch quickly read the letter. His tense heart was relieved. Sure enough, the Knight's Hall was reliable. According to the letter, their people in the inner wall would intervene in the review process to ensure the fairness of the review in order to preserve Dean's innocence.
"It seems that the Monastery in the inner wall is inextricably linked with the Holy Church. The saints of the Monastery dared to directly go to the Temple to arrest a master level saint. Such behavior is undoubtedly a slap to the face of the Holy Church. But the Holy Church didn't say anything. Instead the Knight's Hall came forward …" Dudian's eyes lit up.
There were only two possible reasons for this.
First, the power of the Monastery in the inner wall was far stronger than the Holy Church.
Secondly, the Radiant Monastery and the Radiant Church were one and the same, and had a subordinate relationship.
Otherwise, if they were offended by other forces that were not too different from them, anyone would fall out with them!
Thinking of this, Dean's eyes were filled with anger. Judging from various factors and names, he was inclined to the second possibility. In the end, the first one to stand up and mess with him was actually the force he relied on!
"Light Church … what a Light Church!" Dudian narrowed his eyes as he thought of the dark church. If there was an organization similar to the dark church in the inner wall, then wouldn't he be able to take advantage of it?
However, he didn't know anything about the situation in the inner wall. He only knew that there was an organization of the Dragon Clan and the Monastery.
He remembered the dragon girl's promise to him. If he went to the inner wall then he could rely on the dragon clan. However, the dragon clan may not be willing to protect a newcomer and offend the Monastery unless he exposed his divinized splitter magic marks. But who knows if there would be a way to transplant other people's magic marks to the inner wall?
If there was such a method and he exposed his secret, he would be sending food to the Dragon Clan instead.
Time passed.
Dudian spent the whole afternoon thinking about the follow-up plan. At the same time, all the forces from the outside world got the news and sent condolence letters.
Dudian didn't have time to read the letters. But when Kroen was about to throw them into the garbage bin, he had an idea. He ordered Kroen to sort out the letters: "If you don't have enough money or you need connections then you can choose from these letters and ask them for help. If anyone doesn't agree then tell them that I'll pull them down if something happens to me. These letters are the best evidence!"
Hearing this, Kroen was stunned for a long time. He stammered, "Young Master, if you come out in the future, who would dare to … get close to us?"
Dudian replied: "As long as I'm able to produce a new invention then they will come. Moreover, didn't you see the number of condolence letters? If it wasn't an accident in the inner wall but I was injured or some other trivial matter then the number of condolence letters would explode the mailbox. There are people who are bold enough to send charcoal in snowy weather. Let me remember them. It's a good time to make use of them!"
Kroen was dumbfounded as he listened to Dudian's words. How could he turn around and use them?
"If you really want to help then he will help. If you don't want to help then he will send a letter of condolence. Remember this." Dudian waved his hand: "Go and do your work."
The corner of Kroen's mouth twitched slightly. He smiled bitterly and turned to leave.
The sky was getting dark.
Dudian went upstairs to see Gwyneth after dinner.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Much better." Gwyneth got up from the bed and wanted to get down.
Dudian said: "Let's take a break and we will leave in half an hour."
Gwyneth nodded. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed after Dudian left the room.
In the hall, Dean looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost eight o 'clock. In the area where he lived, there was a curfew at eight o' clock. Only in some prosperous areas where the nobles and the rich were concentrated, the curfew time was 9 o 'clock. The treatment of the rich and the poor was always highlighted.
"If someone comes to visit then tell them that I'm resting." Dudian said to Kroen.
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