Chapter 452
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The old man smiled as he saw Dean's confused expression. After all, he was still a child. He said: "Do you know why some inventions are classified as forbidden?"
Dean's heart skipped a beat but he was still at a loss: "Why?"
"What do you think is the common point of these forbidden techniques?"
"Common point?" Dean thought for a moment: "I remember that the flame explosion is a forbidden technique because of its destructive power. It is easy to cause great casualties and destruction if it is used improperly." There was a trace of speculation in his heart as he spoke. However he didn't dare to show it on his face.
The old man faintly smiled: "Yes, the destructive power is the main reason why it is a forbidden technique. If the destructive power is too strong then it could be used by people with bad intentions. It would be a great harm to the nobles and the inner wall. That's why it has to be banned! As for your steam gun, the wise men of the Monastery have studied it. It's even more terrifying than the Flame Blast Magic. Even if it's held by a child, it can easily kill a noble in the dark! "
"How could the nobles allow such a weapon to run rampant in the outside world and spread around?"
Dean was silent.
When he made the steam gun, he had already anticipated this possibility. After all, in the Middle Ages of the Old Era, the Western Middle Ages were destroyed by gunpowder. When gunpowder appeared, the knight's sword lost its effect and couldn't protect the authority of the nobles. But in here, the gunpowder was suppressed by the inner wall. Now, his steam rifle was also suppressed.
Although he knew the result he still took the risk to make the steam rifle. The main reason was that he wanted to take this opportunity to destroy the Mellon consortium in one fell swoop. Otherwise it would take a long time for him to bring down the Mellon consortium. So this was a bet!
The reason why he dared to bet that his steam rifle would at most be classified as a forbidden technique and would not threaten his life was because he knew that the Inferno family of the dark church had produced gunpowder. It could be seen that although the divine technique was banned, but the user wouldn't suffer much harm.
"The wisdom and life of us humans are bestowed by the God of Light." The old man slowly said, "But if we don't restrain our wisdom, sooner or later it will lead to a disaster! The destructive power of your steam rifle is too great. When you become a member of the Dark Church in the future, your steam rifle will become an evil technique of the Dark Church. You are forbidden to study it! "
"However, as the founder of the air element you can continue to study but you can't publish it. Just like the Inferno family of the Dark Church, any research related to the air element must go through an audit before it can be published. If it is a forbidden technique then it will be banned!"
Dean was silent. He knew that he had no room to resist. However, the old man's words made him have a strange idea. Since the research was classified as a forbidden technique and couldn't be made public, then why was he allowed to research it? Was it because he was afraid that he had nothing better to do, so he gave him some freedom? Or … would these Forbidden Arts be like the divine cannons of the military, ready to be pulled out when necessary?!
If that was the case, then when was the necessary moment?
Was there a stronger enemy in the inner wall? Or was there a bigger threat?
The old man looked at Dudian who was silent. He didn't think that Dudian's imagination would run wild because of his words. He knew that Dudian was young and arrogant. Dudian was not convinced but didn't dare to speak out. The old man smiled: "From now on you are an elder of the dark church. I hope that you can handle the matters of the dark church on behalf of the Monastery. If you see something that you don't adapt to then it is best to adapt on your own. Otherwise no one will be able to save your life."
Speaking of this, he paused for a moment before continuing with a smile, "But since you can survive in Thorn Flower Prison for three years, ordinary scenes shouldn't scare you."
Dean knew that he was invisible in front of the old man so he didn't bother to hide it.
"Francis, take him to go through the formalities." The old man ordered.
Francis respectfully nodded: "Yes, elder." He turned to Dean: "Mr. Dean, let's go."
Dean looked at Francis and the old man: "Elder, I have never been to the inner wall. Can I go around and go back?"
The old man's eyebrows slightly raised: "No problem. It's not convenient to send you back during the day. Francis, take deacon Dean around during the day. Remember not to delay the evening schedule."
Francis respectfully replied: "Yes."
Just one day? Dean was a bit regretful. But he didn't have the right to speak so it was useless to say more. He followed Francis out of the room.
After the door closed, the old man and the woman listened to the footsteps outside gradually fade away. After a while, the voluptuous woman in the old man's arms gently smiled. Her fingers lightly played on the old man's chest as if she was playing a piano. She said, "This little guy is quite interesting."
The old man was surprised: "What? Are you interested in him?"
"The smell of his body is very delicious." The woman slightly licked her lips.
The old man's eyes lit up: "It's really rare for him to reach the saint level at such a young age in the barren outer wall. God's blessings are a huge amount. If you want to make a breakthrough from senior hunter then you need a lot of magic marks. Moreover there are requirements for the quality of the magic marks. The most important thing is that the blessings that the Monster Research Institute provides to the outer wall have no effect on enhancing the physique of a senior hunter. This little guy … is hiding a lot."
The woman gently moved closer to his face and said in an ambiguous tone, "Do you want me to empty him?"
"You little demoness, he can't take it." The old man smiled: "Moreover, he is now the deacon of the Monastery. He has to supervise the dark church and the Holy Church. It's good that he has some ability. Otherwise, we will have to look for candidates. Those stubborn old men can't do these things."
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"Do you think I'm a deacon of the Monastery? Is my position higher or lower than yours?" Dudian casually asked Francis as they walked through the passage.
Francis smiled: "Why? The formalities haven't been done yet and you want to control me?"
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