The Ottoman Empire is undoubtedly a large country. Their Royal Guards, the White Wolf Royal Guards, are undoubtedly tier-3 elite light cavalry. The collective charge of the three Silver-rank Cavalry Regiments is unstoppable. Alright, this isn't the Underground World where they use Gold-rank as cannon fodder. At the very least, the small countries bordering them will definitely not be able to withstand it.
Compared to the long-lived species, humans are definitely inferior in terms of individual combat power. However, humans are a race that relies on tools and external objects to win (The White Wolf Royal Guards can only reach Silver-rank when equipped with equipment and mounts). The so-called large country is superior in all aspects of agriculture, industry, alchemy, animal breeding, and talent training. Only then can it nurture more powerful troops and military power.
For example, the armor of the White Wolf Guards is made of Misilar mithril alloy. Not to mention the blueprint of the light cavalry armor, even the alloy formula used as the raw material is a top secret of the Ottoman Empire. The Misilar Dragon Spear, Violent Javelin, and Violent Sword that they are equipped with are all high quality alchemy tools. As for their mounts, the Marlow Special Warhorse is an excellent warhorse that has been bred for many generations. It is said that this warhorse is a carnivorous animal.
This luxurious equipment allows a Bronze-rank Knight to skyrocket to the combat power of a Silver-rank (human). Coupled with the absolute advantage in numbers and tactics, they are even more powerful.
Not only the special forces, but all human troops are also extremely reliant on equipment. For example, a former farmer who has only received a year of militia training, if he is given a dragon spear, he will be a tier-1 low-level spearman. If he goes through two years of shooting training, if he is given a magic crossbow, he will be a tier-1 middle-level crossbow shooter.
If he goes through more than five years of rigorous training, equipped with a full set of alchemy heavy armor and alchemy potions that increase his strength, he will be a tier-2 low-level heavy armor fanatic warrior. If the Gryphons and Raptors that are trained from young grow to the point that they can be ridden, then the tier-3 troop, Gryphon Knight, will be born. Of course, this is an expensive troop that only the nobles who can afford the food expenses of the Gryphons can take up.
However, due to excessive reliance on external objects, it is inevitable that the White Wolf Guards are only Bronze-rank infantry when they dismount. At this time, cooperation and organization are needed. Humans are also extremely famous in the art of war. Using the cooperation of troops to make full use of their strengths and avoid their weaknesses is a must for every commander.
The inheritance and innovation of technology and culture, the continuous development of new soldier types and new equipment, plus the fact that the human race's growth rate was definitely the fastest among all the races, they were never afraid of a war of attrition. This was the fundamental reason why humans, who did not have long lifespans and did not have any racial talents, were able to become the overlords of this world.
For example, the Elves were indeed strong. It was common for them to reach the Silver-tier at adulthood. However, it would take them 200 years to reach adulthood … That was enough for the humans to reproduce for four to five generations. The Dark Elves, the only unusual species among the Elves, had strong reproductive abilities as well. However, their infighting was also the most intense. However, in a damned place like the Underground, without cruel elimination, no matter how many resources they had, it would still be insufficient.
Thus, in the eyes of other races, humans only have one advantage — — Being able to reproduce. However, this advantage is enough.
Indeed, my fake Gold-rank might not be able to defeat the true Gold-rank of your Elf Race with the enhancement of their bloodline. However, it isn't a loss for me to exchange ten of them for one of you. You can replace me after I die. As long as my equipment can keep up, I will be able to recover in less than ten years. You Elves, on the other hand, have to wait 200 years for a new generation to mature.
Can you afford it? As long as the population is sufficient, exceptional geniuses will naturally appear. At the very least, based on what I know, there will be a few SemiGod old fellows in every top-notch empire.
However, the Human Kingdom isn't invulnerable. When the Underground invades in the future, facing against the Underground Allied Army in terms of absolute strength and battle techniques, the Human Kingdom also tasted the flaw of lacking top-notch fighting strength.
And so, with the need to promote new progress, they once again ushered in a period of rapid development in machinery, alchemy, and magic. That strange grade 5 troop, the Magic Machinery Dragon, was the crystallization of the new magic machinery and magic arrays.
Alright, let's not talk about the headache-inducing future for now. Right now, I am still having a headache.
A tall tree attracts the wind. In history, the Ottoman Empire also used its actions to illustrate the meaning of this phrase. Regardless of whether it is the invading Underground Allied Army or the Undead Calamity, they all unhesitatingly made it their primary target.
Enjoying the shade under a large tree? No, according to international rules, under the summons of the main country, the subordinate countries have to step onto the battlefield. Furthermore, they are under the command of the main country, so it is certain that they will be used as cannon fodder. Thinking about the cruel war that is to come, the smaller the country, the thinner its foundation, the easier it is to be destroyed. Thus, I definitely won't allow the Donglan Principality to become a subordinate country of the Ottoman Empire.
However, just like what I heard before, if I were to reject them directly, it might lead to a war. This dilemma is really difficult for me to make a decision.
"If it's difficult to choose, then don't choose. Just think of a way to turn it into a farce. As long as this alliance fails, the situation will change after a few years. Of course, if I don't take revenge, I won't be able to take this lying down. "
Even though I said so, I still don't know how to go about it.
To move a thousand catties with four ounces of strength, one must also have four ounces of strength. Compared to the colossal Auland Empire, I might not even have one ounce of strength in my hands.
Even if I want to move a thousand catties with four ounces of strength, I still need to have four ounces of strength. Compared to the colossal Ottoman Empire, I might not even have one ounce of strength on my hands. "As a newcomer, I am completely clueless. I don't have sufficient information and connections, so I am unable to come up with a reliable plan of action.
This is also the reason why I am at the entrance of this filthy underground sewer.
"It stinks. Even if I want to do a mission to please that Count, there is no need for me to accept this kind of mission."
The former Queen of Banshees and current Queen of Slime pinches her nose and complains to me with a face full of disgust.
"Look, it is your kind." I point to the smelly underground sewer. There, a Quagmire Slime is struggling. Its body is filled with disgusting filth.
With just a glance, I am disgusted. Harloys, who has transformed into a black cat, pounces on me.
"I am the great Queen of Banshees! I am the omniscient of magic. I am not a filthy Slime. "
One claw, two bites, three tail flicks. It is a well-practiced feline technique. However, when the black cat uses it, it seems more like an act of cuteness than an attack. However, I don't ignore it like I did in the past because the current Harloys' biting attack does have some power.
【Frozen Air: A silent and fatal cold air. It can be attached to one's physical body and weapons. It can also be used along with ice magic. Those who come into contact with it will have their movement slowed by 1% and will receive 1 point of ice damage per second. This ability can be stacked. If the movement speed is reduced by more than 20%, the target will suffer from various negative effects such as freezing, paralysis of thought, etc. If the movement speed is reduced by more than 50%, the target may die from hypothermia.】
From a certain standpoint, a Mage's Magic Pet is their clone. Ghoul's Touch, Lich's Touch, and other spells that can only be released by a Mage at close range can also be released through a Magic Pet. However, I didn't expect that the one who benefits the most from this passive ability named 'Frozen Air' would be Harloys.
In the form of a cat or bat, she is a small target. Her attack rate is high and her sneak attacks are extremely stealthy. The other side of the low damage from her claws and fangs is that it is extremely difficult to attract the attention of the target. If she were to stack dozens of layers of Frozen Air on you, you might not be far from death.
Alright, but in front of me, who already knows this move, it is meaningless.
With a light step, a twist, and a pinch, I pinch the cat's greatest weakness, the back of its neck. Then, with two twirls, I get a dead cat whose eyes are seeing stars after being spun around.
"Hmph, you are still too inexperienced to fight against me."
I smile gleefully. Due to the EXP penalty that is getting more and more ridiculous, I haven't leveled up recently. I am also reluctant to spend my precious skill points on that darned Ice magic. However, on the way here, I have been practicing Holy Light and the Power of Law, causing my combat strength to skyrocket.
What grows even faster, surprisingly, is my swordsmanship and close combat skills. These should be the specialization of Warriors, after all, they lack the support of supernatural powers. However, to me, learning swordsmanship is like letting my body relive the memories of the past. There is no need for me to deliberately learn it.
This twist and pinch might seem simple, but in reality, it contains an exquisite footwork and a profound meaning of swordsmanship. Combining the two into one, it is clean and neat. It is really cool. If I were to see it in the outside world, it would definitely attract the praises of those who know their stuff and the screams of beauties. Why am I so cool!
"Rolande! Can you be any more ridiculous! Everyone else is fighting, but you are actually playing with a cat! "
Momo's sword moves like the wind as she chases after a group of Ratmen who have settled down in the underground tunnels. Looking at their red appearance, they must have attacked a passerby not too long ago.
Alright, although the fierce dog is not bad and can barely be considered a beauty, it is obvious that the Dark Elves' sense of beauty isn't trustworthy.
Thus, I turn my gaze towards Kolos.
"Lord God Envoy, even if you are the executor of the will of our Lord, such a lazy action will bring shame to our Lord. Please fight seriously. "
The Wild Elf Kolos waves a huge rattan staff that is even taller than her. Lightning flashes again and again in the pitch-black underground tunnels. Every flash is followed by screams of agony. Due to the lack of firepower in our party and the obvious excess of Law Professions, she took out her old profession as a Storm Druil and acted as a damage dealer.
Summoning Lightning can be used underground. Although its power is obviously reduced, it has already subverted the common sense of a Druil. It is enough to prove her astonishing attainments and talent in controlling lightning.
【Koros Aintan, Gender: Kolos, Race: Wild Elf, Job: LV60 Druil/LV12 Storm Druil/LV20 Judge/LV3 Storm Judge (Kolos' self-created Legend Job), Total Level: 95, Overall Level: 83, Soul Imprint: Storm Envoy, Overall Evaluation: Legendary-rank Priest. System Evaluation: A thigh worth relying on, and it is a beautiful thigh. As for that gender Kolos, that joke is too old, so I won't comment on it. Right, the Spring of a Drowned Man will be added to the lottery soon. Work hard on your lottery and remember to please the beauty.】
Although my handwritten letter and Diana's testimony did make her believe that I am Wumianzhe's God Envoy, I don't know why, but she always gives me very strict requirements, "You can't do this", "You have to be strict with yourself, it is damaging to the image of my Lord", as though I am throwing the face of her God.
"Hmph, throwing the face of Wumianzhe all day long, do you think that I am reliable in the past?" Alright, tainting the true God that a Priest believes in is equivalent to throwing away the white gloves of a duel to the death. I won't say these words to her face.
Alright, although she can't be considered a 'beauty', but looking at the angry stares from the others, I accidentally angered the crowd again. I better tuck my tail between my legs and work.
"Just where is that precious jade?"
There is something fishy about this quest. That Count, who has quite a bit of authority, clearly has quite a few experts under him, but he entrusted us, outsiders, to search for his lost family heirloom.
"This guiding light is obviously Necromancy. It is more like searching for souls and corpses, how can it find a treasure? Hehe, looks like I have already seen the truth of the matter. "
After biting my finger hard as revenge, Harloys jumps onto my shoulder. Sitting higher, she is able to distance herself from the disgusting smell of the filth.
I also find it strange. That Count gave us a guiding light filled with magic, saying that if we follow it, we will find the precious jade. However, from what I can sense, it is obviously Necromancy magic, Flesh and Blood Guidance. It is a Necromancy magic that uses flesh and blood samples to track down the owner of the flesh and their lost limbs. It is one thing for a human Count to have Necromancers under him, but could it be that the precious jade we are looking for is a part of someone's body?
"Alright, it's right in front."
After everyone cleaned up the battlefield, I carried the guiding light and walked over. Finally, I stopped in front of a huge pot left behind by the Ratmen.
Looking at how the guiding light is flashing more and more urgently, the precious jade we are looking for should be in this pot. Thus, I casually picked up a long ladle and scooped up a few handfuls. Looking at the human fingers and ears that I scooped up the first few times, this really is the Ratmen's mixed soup.
But right after, I scooped up my target — the precious jade.
"So the precious jade is an egg!"
Alright, the ferocious dog has already made a straightforward explanation. In front of us is a part of a male organ, commonly known as an egg. It has already been cooked, and its appearance … Alright, I am already so disgusted that I can't even describe it.
"Heh, there is only one truth! That unlucky Count must have been casually playing around outside, and then his first wife ruthlessly stabbed him and threw him into the sewers. Hehe, how vicious. I am starting to feel like meeting that Countess. "
Inexplicably, listening to Harloys's malicious explanation and her malicious gaze, I felt a chill run down my spine.
"No, that isn't a knife wound, but a compression injury. Looking at the wound, there shouldn't be a perpetrator in this case. It should just be that when that fat Count went to the toilet, he accidentally placed his * * in between the toilet seat and the toilet bowl, and then accidentally sat down. A crisp cracking sound rang out! It fell into the sewers. "(There is a real case on the internet)
"Look, that Count is too fat, so it's hard for him to move. The edge of the metal toilet seat is also quite sharp, so the moment it is pressed down, it will split open with a 'pa ji' sound …"
Should I say that as expected of a professional judge? At the end of her explanation, Kolos even claps her hands together and makes a squeezing motion, producing a 'kacha, pa ji' sound. But …
"Why are you guys covering your lower body? Is there something wrong with my reasoning? "
"No, everyone just felt that they pulled their * * and it hurts a little."
Alright, there was no doubt that the action of these men covering their nether regions was an instinct that men could empathize with. However, this result that left one speechless had already proved that today was destined to be a farce that would make one physically and mentally exhausted.
"Why can't I meet some normal people? It's fine if the team is unreliable, but even the client is unreliable? "I ask the heavens speechlessly, but there is no answer.
"Should we bring this back? It's disgusting. Momo doesn't want to touch it. "
"He probably wants a priest to help it regenerate, otherwise he wouldn't have spent money to hire us. Who wants to take it? "
Obviously, no one wants to touch this thing. Just as we are trying to push it away, a 'hong long' sound resounds and the entire underground tunnel shakes.
"The main army of the Rat Men is here. They have always been a lifeform with a strong desire for vengeance. "
Grimm takes a step forward silently, but there is a rare pride in his tone. The trap that he set up by himself has already worked.
However, cold sweat breaks out on my head. Judging from the rocks that fall from the ceiling, this fellow seems to have used quite a bit of explosives.
"Grimm, you can't be using the standards of the Underground World to bury explosives, right? This is a man-made underground tunnel, so it isn't as sturdy as the walls of the Underground World. Just how many did you bury …"
Alright, there's no need to ask anymore. Grimm's action of turning around and running shows what is going to happen next.
"Boom!" "Boom!" A series of explosions and the collapse of the entire underground tunnel proves that not only did he bury explosives, he buried a lot of them.
"Damn it! Can't you guys be a little more normal? "
As I try my best to run for my life, I think about Kolos who was calmly explaining my deductions. Thinking about this explosive maniac prince, I once again regret coming up with the name 'Absolute Gentlemen Alliance'.
"Kolos whose gender is Kolos, Prince Grimm who mysteriously plays with explosives despite not being able to see his face, Beifeng, un, there's no need to add a prefix at all, the name Beifeng is the best description of a pervert. Casio who is getting closer and closer with Beifeng (Although he seems normal for the time being, being on good terms with Beifeng is probably the biggest problem in itself), a shota-like fierce dog, a Dark Elf who pursues the path of Holy Light and the path of Law, a certain two gays (Two people: We aren't gays, we only love Kolos), there really isn't a single normal person here. I have decided, if I don't die this time, I will find two normal teammates when I go out!"
"You forgot to count yourself in, crazy old monster."
"Un, thanks for the reminder, you old hag pretending to be young!"
"I told you not to call me that! I'll bite you, I'll really bite you! "
"You've already bitten me, you bastard, you're not allowed to add Freezing Air to me!"
"Apologize!"
"Definitely not!"
"Then watch my move!"
"You know how to add Freezing Air to slow me down, but I don't? Watch my move! "
When everyone escaped from the sewer, they were shocked to find that not far from the entrance of the sewer, a human and a cat were engaged in an 'intense' brawl while moving forward at the speed of a tortoise. At the same time, they were dragging each other down and the entire sewer was already shaking, as though it could collapse at any moment.
"Rolande! Stop teasing the cat at this time! "
"I'm not teasing the cat!"
"We're fighting!"
Alright, before anyone had the time to be surprised that the little black cat could actually speak, the sewer finally collapsed. Even as the rocks fell, everyone could still hear the quarrel between the two.
"It's all because of you, you old hag! You won't have any milk to drink tomorrow! "
"Hmph, you'll have to be able to watch until tomorrow. To be able to drag you down with me, my life is worth it! Even if I fall into hell, I'll still wake up smiling. "
"Boom!"
When countless rocks fell, everything in front of them was completely ruined. Everyone was shocked. What kind of person was this, actually willing to give up his life for a fight with a cat?
"Oh, I almost died!"
"Don't worry, a scourge can live for a thousand years. With your ability to cause trouble, even if it's the end of the world, you won't die. Watch my Meow God's Claw! "
Alright, it was too early to say that. A human head popped out from the ruins. At this time, he, who was stuck, was still using his teeth to fight with his cat, fighting while mocking each other.
However, it was obvious that he, who was now stuck, could not beat the cat. Seeing that his face was full of scratches, he actually began to surrender to the cat without hesitation.
"Tomorrow, three servings of milk."
"Milk bath. I want the highest grade! Meow wants a vat. "
"Deal!"
Alright, looking at the man and cat who quickly came to an agreement, let's not talk about the expressions on the others' faces when they dug out their team leader. They were also thinking about whether they should leave the party as soon as possible before this living treasure dragged them to death. But very quickly, they unexpectedly realized that Team Leader Rolande was still holding that disgusting ladle in his hands.
"You can't be thinking of going to claim the reward, right? It was cooked once and then crushed once. It's all burnt, it's better to throw it away."
"Yeah, even a Gold-rank Priest might not be able to save him if we send such a thing over. Be careful of that Count's embarrassment turning into rage."
I shook my head. I already understood why the Count would entrust a foreign mercenary group to me.
"Diana and Kolos, follow me to hand in the mission. This fellow's underlings even entrusted us with this mission. It's obvious that he intends to use us and then kill us to silence us. Just nice, when he turns hostile, we can take him down and use this toy to threaten him. Then, we can smoothly control the Count and take over the Count's personal connections. "
"You can say whatever you want, but if you touch me with this ladle, I'll fight you to the death!"
Faced with Harloys's complaints, I didn't retort. At this moment, I was shocked by the System Notification in front of me.
"Congratulations, Host, for successfully activating the Epic Quest: Revival of the Mist!"
A few minutes ago, Kelly and Renée were shocked by a thick envelope that they had just opened.
"The blueprint for the full equipment set of the Aurora Knight? The blueprint for the Avalanche Defender set of the Royal Heavy Infantry Regiment? The training method for the Asmu Hound Tamers … "
Here and there, there were more than 30 types of powerful troops, job training methods and equipment blueprints that had been lost in history. These were the pride of the Mist Bloodline of the warlike country in the past. However, it was a pity that they were destroyed along with the capital city during the Battle of Diffindor.
"Could this be a legacy of the past? Was it preserved by a Donglan who escaped to the Ottoman Empire? "
"No, these are all top secrets. The number of people who knew about it back then definitely didn't exceed a single digit. Also, look at the blueprint for this armor. We have this one, but this one is slightly different … Inconceivable! With this modification, its defensive capabilities have increased by at least 20%. To think that it was an improved version! Who would be able to improve such a perfect design even further? The handwriting on the blueprint is still wet. It should have been written not too long ago. "
【A small gift, please accept it. I will be paying you a visit soon — Rolande】
"Who is Rolande?"
"No matter who he is, the Donglan Principality is saved! As long as we bring these back, give us another ten years, and we will rise up once more, becoming the new powerful country in the North! "
Not mentioning the two overjoyed ladies, at the same time, I was having a headache over this Epic-tier Quest that had suddenly been activated. I really didn't expect that a moment of excitement would actually bring me such a huge problem.
【Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully activating the Epic Quest: Revival of the Mist.】
【Quest Requirement: Resolve the crisis of the Donglan Principality being annexed and subjugated, allowing the country of Winter Wolves to return once more — — In front of the true King of Winter Wolves, Dasos is nothing.】
【Quest Reward: The Roland Sacred Sword that has been upgraded to a God Equipment, clues to the God Equipment Holy Crown of Thorns — — I know that you really want to find this God Equipment that protects the country.】
【Punishment for Quest Failure: Turn into a sissy. I'm serious, very serious. If I can't even protect the country this time, I might as well become a sissy.】
"What a headache. Where did that brat Cavendish lose the Holy Crown of Thorns? He didn't even tell me, and even made me go look for it."
Although I was complaining, it was likely that the smile on my face couldn't be hidden from anyone.
"This time, I definitely won't fail."
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