There were priorities. Now was not the time to think about his wedding. As long as the existence behind the scenes was not eliminated, he would not be able to live a peaceful life.
Elvin believed that as long as the other party saw that he had come up with a plan to deal with the cholera, it would be possible for the other party to come up with another plan, causing the officials of the duchy who could not catch his tail to be exhausted.
Unlike the warrior-type enemies in the past, the one he was facing this time was a schemer through and through. It was also a viper that had curled up and was waiting for the right time. Conspiracies and tricks were the deadliest venom in its mouth.
The slave riots and the widespread plague could be solved by relying on the technical reserves in his hands. But how could the duchy be invulnerable with such a huge target placed there?
Sooner or later, there would be a time when they could not hold on.
The only way to solve this once and for all was to find out and … scatter its ashes!
Elvin did not have the time to prepare a welcome banquet for Milan and Apsuya. He directly explained the current situation to him.
Then, he frowned slightly and said with uncertainty.
"Our opponent is most likely a Tier 4 titular monster with a demigod backing him. With your current ability, can you find traces of such a level of existence?
Just like the time when Huggins launched a surprise attack on the Tyro Kingdom, indirect divination might not work. "
Clap —!
Milan smiled confidently and snapped her fingers.
"Not in the past, but now it's a piece of cake. But when my father comes to the New World, my title and medal must be enough to throw at that old antique's face. "
Hearing the domineering words of "I want all her information in three minutes", Elvin patted his chest loudly without hesitation and cooperatively promised, "Don't worry, I'll tell you everything.
"Deal with this guy. The title of count is not a problem."
He knew very well that Milan had never been obsessed with military ranks, titles or power. Her elder brother had enjoyed the family's resources and had a meteoric rise in the kingdom's military. The responsibility of inheriting the family name and making the Snett Family prosper naturally did not fall on his shoulders.
Milan, who had nothing to do in the past, was good at eating, drinking, and playing. But now that she had a man with children, she was indeed different.
Also, although he didn't care about it at all, he and Apsuya's child had to bear the burden of being a Mastizo for the rest of their lives.
'Mastizo' was a word that originated from the Shilius language. It referred to the mixed-blood descendants of the white-skinned Nimansts of the Old Continent and the brown-skinned Atreans of the New Continent or the black-skinned Anumar.
The Mastizo people might be rare in the Old Continent, but they were everywhere in the New Continent, which had been colonized for a hundred years. Their circumstances differed from country to country.
The most typical example was Shilius. Back then, they carried out an extremely cruel policy of genocide.
Large numbers of male aboriginals were driven into the plantations and mines to do all kinds of heavy physical labor. They became consumables and would die of exhaustion in a short period of time.
As time passed, the number of aboriginals decreased rapidly. In less than a hundred years, the population had dropped from tens of millions to a little more than eight million. Naturally, the status of the mixed-bloods in society was not high.
As for the mixed-bloods born in the Old Continent, they would not have the right to inherit or be recognized by the upper class. At most, they would be a marginal figure.
As a prophet, Milan said that the child in Apsuya's belly was a boy, so it must be a boy. The pressure to make a name for himself in the future would be greater than that of a girl.
The title wasn't for himself. It was to provide the child with the best starting point in a duchy that encouraged ethnic integration. Yes, a starting point that others could never reach even if they worked hard for their entire lives.
At the same time, it would also prove to the lieutenant general that he and Apsuya were determined to stay in the New Continent in the future.
"Okay, I'm excited!"
Milan, who was full of enthusiasm, took out seven candles, a pot of holly oil, a piece of incense, three white crystal accessories, and a set of silver utensils.
She quickly set up a witchcraft ritual for divination in the Throne Room. Finally, she placed the legacy magic book of the School of Clock Tower, Echoes of Time and Space, in the center of the ritual.
Whoosh!
When the wind of spirituality gradually filled the Throne Room, Milan rolled up her sleeves and revealed the golden witchcraft engravings on her arms. She proudly introduced them to Elvin.
"This time, I made a trip back to the School of Divination. My branch of the school is not without foundation. Today, I'll show you something I found in the oldest document of the school. It's also from the School of Clock Tower. "
She raised her arms, each engraved with a part of the ritual, and slowly brought them together in front of her.
"Hehe, let me take a look at where my title medal is!"
Act!
An ethereal incantation sounded. The golden engravings on Milan's arms began to flow like liquid gold, gradually forming a pattern that looked like the scales of a reptile or an hourglass.
[Witchcraft Engraving: Quicksand Scale]
Tick tock … Tick tock …
Then, as if it was connected to an unfathomable great existence, a melodious ticking sound of a needle gradually sounded in their ears.
In any case, the mysterious source of the School of Clock Tower had completed the [Truth Concretion] and had the level of Level Five. It was much stronger than the half-completed [Tree of Life] and [Omniscient Eye].
Milan was borrowing the power of the [Clock Tower] through the engravings on her arms.
She was using indirect divination. Instead of directly divining where the other party was hiding, she was divining where the other party was hiding. It was most beneficial for them to wait for the other party.
Even if there was a demigod behind the other party, and Milan's transcendent level was a little low, the power of the [Clock Tower], which was also Level Five, was enough to avoid interference to the greatest extent.
After all, they were professionals.
Elvin took a step forward and put his hand on Milan's shoulder, using his [World's Favor] to help her.
Then.
Milan's eyes seemed to have turned into a hazy patch of sand and dust. Scenes flashed by rapidly. After a few minutes, he unconsciously opened his mouth with great difficulty, and reported a time and place as though he was sleep-talking. "That's right.
"The second night from now, between 9 to 12 o 'clock, in the city in the dry lake, the tallest building."
Elvin, who was standing behind her, had a thought. He quickly took a seat and confirmed the location in the divination.
.....
The night was dark.
In the city of Juarez, the coast of the Shattered Star Sea.
Built with basalt and gray sandy stones, the tower was tall and majestic. It was second to none in the entire New World, in the Saint Seville Cathedral.
A hale and hearty silver-haired old man in a simple black robe was scribbling in his room, preparing for the first Mass held by the Church of the Black Iron Cross in the city tomorrow.
Changing the faith of millions of Shilius who originally believed in the Eternal Fire was not as simple as changing the owner of this cathedral. Even if they agreed to change their faith on the surface, they could only gradually reshape their spiritual world.
Bishop Ralph, who had no children, dedicated his life to the Goddess. After retiring from the mainland, he volunteered to come to the New World to shepherd the Goddess's lambs. Although the work was extremely heavy, he enjoyed it.
He had once guarded the first church built by Faletis in the New World, the Church of Glory. After the establishment of the Duchy of Calot, he came here and continued to shine.
As the clergyman with the highest teaching position in the New World, Bishop Ralph's position in the hearts of the many believers of the Goddess of Royalty and Navigation was indeed extraordinary.
At this moment.
While working overtime, he was eating bread and drinking water in satisfaction. He was no different in front of people. He was still as kind as when he shared biscuits with the children.
He also set a good example for the clergymen under him.
* Knock knock knock … *
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A young clergyman in a black robe pushed the door open and entered. After bowing, he slowly walked to the bishop's desk.
"Reed, why are you still awake? Don't be nervous. You just have to be by my side for tomorrow's Mass. If there's anything wrong, I'll remind you immediately.
Every clergyman of the Goddess has been through this. "
The old bishop raised his head and looked lovingly at this student whom he had personally trained, and spoke with fervent encouragement.
"Your Excellency, it's better if you … demonstrate it yourself!"
The clergyman stared straight at Ralph and suddenly opened his mouth wide.
* Buzz buzz buzz … *
Countless fat flies and maggots were already swarming towards the old bishop like a fountain.
Ralph's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the black iron cross beside him.
A golden ring of light then exploded.
[Divine Art: Royalty: Command!]
A powerful divine art extended from the Goddess' [Royalty] clergy. Absolute command over enemy units in a short period of time (mainly living creatures. Archbishops could command non-living creatures to respond). The specific number was calculated based on the strength of both sides.
But in front of a demigod's kin, a titled monster that possessed both divine arts and Level Four supernatural powers, a civilian bishop who was suddenly ambushed was too weak. The halo was quickly suppressed.
In the young clergyman's body, there were thousands of tiny voices that sneered at the same time.
"You can't resist me at all. Merge with me!"
Although.
The slave rebellion was stopped due to some special ability of the other party. The cholera was also quickly controlled two days ago. But in the eyes of this schemer, this new country still had too many weaknesses that it could take advantage of.
As long as it took over the clergyman's body and erased his memory of tonight.
During tomorrow's Mass, it would turn him into a breeding ground for maggots on the spot. It would cause the believers in the city to explode and completely shake the already unstable faith.
"Let me think. After tomorrow's game of faith collapse, how about the next game let the young king wake up in the morning and find that his wife has already turned into a pile of squirming maggots?
What kind of expression would he have? I'm really looking forward to it. Ahahaha … "
* Buzz … *
A loud buzzing sound filled the room. The shadow of a huge fly appeared behind it. It was like a swaying ghost that surrounded the entire room. Not a single movement was leaked out.
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