Chapter 645
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Bo Rui replied in a hurry: "Lord, it's not that serious. Besides, even if the inner wall takes action we can take the initiative to show our goodwill. What's the harm?"
"Stupid! Do you think that the military and the magistrate wouldn't take action if the Holy Church is behind the inner wall? " Victor Jones looked at him angrily: "They have big forces in the inner wall behind them. Although the Knight's Hall is famous in the outer wall but our foundation in the inner wall is shallow. We can't compare with them at all. Once they heat up the war in the inner wall through the outer wall we will be the first to suffer!"
Bo Rui was stunned. The other elders were surprised. They had never heard him talk about such a secret before.
Victor looked at Bo Rui's reaction and didn't hide anymore: "The Knight's Hall has been making friends with all parties for so many years. We have the love of the nobles in the outer wall and the respect of the Holy Church. Even the military doesn't dare to look down on us. On the surface it seems that we are very strong and we are the faith of all the knights. But why haven't we actively developed our forces for so many years?"
"It's not because we believe in the rules that we shouldn't fight with people for no reason. It's because our foundation isn't as strong as theirs!"
Bo Rui's face slightly changed as he heard Victor's words. He didn't think that there would be such a secret. What he didn't expect was that it wasn't the rules that they respected and believed in but the most tacky and straightforward things. They weren't strong enough!
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The next day, Dean returned to the 'Temple of Elements'. His appearance aroused countless onlookers and cheers. The 'Temple of Elements' was the most excited when Barton succeeded as the Pope. Since Dean was arrested on charges of colluding with dark believers, the overall atmosphere of the 'Temple of Elements' had been in a depressed state. Their image in the outside world had declined a lot.
Even if there was a gag rule, the mages would talk about this matter in private. After all, they couldn't forget this person. No matter what kind of invention they couldn't help but talk about this person. Especially the wood and lightning mages. After Dean left, they had been studying the principles of wood and lightning rods that Dean had left behind.
The name 'Dean' had become a monumental monument that couldn't be bypassed on the path of a mage!
Although air magic was banned, there were still many mages who were interested in air magic and secretly studied it in their castles. After all, this was a completely different world, and its charm was unparalleled!
"Master Du!"
"Master Dean!"
"Teacher!"
"Teacher!"
Dean heard a different name in the shouts of support. He looked at the source of the voice and saw a small figure desperately squeezing in the crowd. His mouth kept calling "teacher", but the voice was drowned out by the crowd. If it was not for his amazing hearing, he would not have noticed it.
Dudian remembered that he was a student of the inner wall. His name was Edward.
"Teacher!" Edward squeezed forward with all his might, afraid that he would miss this opportunity.
Dudian walked towards Edward. The crowd quickly separated, revealing Edward who was desperately trying to squeeze out.
"Teacher!" Edward looked at Dudian who was close to him. He was so excited that he almost shed tears. His face was flushed.
Dudian saw his expression and knew that it wasn't just tears of joy. He asked: "Did I suffer grievances after I left?"
Tears rolled down from Edward's eyes. He didn't expect that Dudian's first words would directly hit his heart. He felt that all the grievances and pain were nothing at this moment. He raised his hand to wipe the tears that rolled down from his cheeks: "No, teacher, I didn't suffer grievances!"
Dudian quietly looked at him but didn't ask further: "From now on, you won't suffer grievances anymore. You can consider the grievances I suffered when I left as a growth experience."
"Yes! Teacher! "Edward nodded. There was a trace of determination in his wet eyes.
Dudian patted his shoulder: "Follow me."
"Yes, teacher!" Edward firmly replied.
Dudian held Aisha's hand as they slowly walked along the 'Temple of Elements'. They passed by a building and went down the mountain. They didn't go to meet the masters in the castle.
Edward followed Dudian to get into the carriage.
Dudian and Aisha sat in the carriage. Edward sat next to Dudian. Dudian asked about his life during this period of time.
Dean listened quietly. It was almost the same as what he thought. Because of his bad reputation when he was arrested, the child became a laughing stock for everyone. Especially the people who lived with him, they made fun of him every day.
Even if he wanted to close the door to study his experiments, he was just a junior mage. He was forced to live in the same room with other people. He didn't have a separate castle. Moreover he had to apply for the resources to produce the inventions. He met a lot of obstacles. His life was extremely bitter and sullen. No one was willing to teach him new knowledge. After all, his identity as a teacher was too sensitive.
Dean looked at the scenery outside the carriage and quietly looked into the distance.
Edward followed Dudian's gaze. His thoughts drifted away as he passed by the mountains and buildings. He suddenly felt that there was no difficulty that could not be overcome. The world was very big and he had to rely on his own efforts to control his own destiny!
Dudian took Edward to the Holy Temple where Barton lived. At the same time he asked Sergei to move some of his luggage. The luggage was nothing more than experimental materials that he needed.
The Holy Temple was very big and Dudian occupied most of the area. Dudian sent Edward to live in the side hall outside the mountain. Barton shared a room with Dudian but stayed in the square during the day. He practiced the swordsmanship that Dudian had taught him. Riley was the swordsmanship genius that Dudian had brought with him.
With the help of the Elder of the Dark Church's animal glue mask, no one recognized the person who guided the new Pope to practice swordsmanship. He was Riley, the swordsmanship genius of the Holy Church.
In the blink of an eye, Dudian had moved to the Holy Temple for three days.
Whoosh! Dudian came to the bedside after finishing the experiment. He lit a cigarette and inhaled. He gently exhaled the smoke as he looked out of the window. He could vaguely see the outline of the sighing wall in the direction of the inner wall.
"Master, why do you and Mr Richelieu like to smoke this cigarette? Is it good?" Barton asked curiously as he saw Dudian standing by the bed.
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