Moldavia, central square—
St. Laurent's Cathedral can be regarded as the most majestic church in the Northland. In terms of history, this majestic and majestic building is also one of the oldest sanctuaries in the northwest. It was built together with the main city of Moldavia. The earliest priests also settled in this cold wilderness with the Radcliffe family. Four hundred years later, the city gradually expanded, and many new facilities were added to the church.
For example, the Teleportation Hall was just built recently.
In the side hall located on the left side of the prayer hall, there were waves of time and space, and the church personnel who had been notified quickly opened the reception circle. Then, the blue time and space door opened in the center of the side hall.
Joshua, who walked out first, frowned.
He heard bursts of shrill screams coming from a distant place. The soldier stepped forward slightly to make way for the others. Then, he turned his eyes and looked towards the hall on the right, his gaze seemed to be penetrating. wall.
"What, have you caught a cultist again?"
Instructing Ying and Lin to check the situation first, he asked in a calm tone to the young apprentice who was controlling the teleportation circle on the side, seeming a little impatient: "They haven't learned their lesson yet? They have already sent so many people away."
"Yes, Lord Lord, on the night you left, Miss No. 3 captured many cultists, and Mr. Loranda is now interrogating them with the Holy Light."
The apprentice who controlled the magic circle was still the young black-haired priest apprentice. He looked a little tired. He seemed to be disturbed by the screams caused by the interrogation and couldn't sleep at night. In response to Joshua's inquiry, he cheered up and replied seriously. : "Due to the large number of people, the interrogation has been ongoing since last night. It should be the seventh person now, right?"
"trouble."
Shaking his head, the soldier looked dissatisfied with this method of treatment: "Their purpose has been exposed long ago. It is better to execute them early to avoid wasting energy." In these words, he did not regard the cultists as human beings at all.
"In the beginning, Artanis and the others thought so too."
Just after Joshua finished speaking, Ying and Rin also walked out of the side hall and went to the place where the screams came from. A soft girl's voice came from the door. The voice was a little unreal at first, with a hint of echo. But then it became clear: "But it was later discovered that this group of people was not the same as the previous ones. The paladin was also worried that their purposes were not the same, so he decided to interrogate all night to see what was going on. New message."
As the voice gradually became clearer, shimmers of magical power flickered, refracting holographic projections in the air, and with the continuous construction of tiny runes, the figure of a blue-haired girl suspended in mid-air appeared in the side hall. door.
She is about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a black dress with some feather decorations on the skirt. This girl has a beautiful face, as delicate as a doll. Her ears are slightly tilted upwards, and she has a pair of wings on her back. , not human.
"No. 3, anyway, thank you for your hard work."
Turning his head, Joshua raised his hand and said hello to the depressed-looking girl. He asked simply: "Then what is the difference between this group of people and the previous cultists?"
"Um… "
Tilting her head, No. 3 looked a little troubled. She put a finger on her lips, thinking about adjectives: "Weaker? Even less organized. It's a complete mob with messy purposes. They're all lies, but The only thing that is certain is that they all came here to cause riots in the city."
After saying that, she shook her head slightly, snorted cutely, and then said a little boringly: "I thought it could be more interesting."
While the artificial intelligence girl and Joshua were talking about the cultists who appeared last night, the subsequent mages also came to the side hall through the time and space channel one after another.
They seemed to be very familiar with the matter of teleportation. No one was dizzy due to the slight spatial dislocation caused by the teleportation. After all fifteen people passed through the passage, the blue space-time door slowly closed.
Before these mages could sigh that they had arrived at the edge of the former empire, the most "rural place" in Northland, they saw No. 3 floating in mid-air in front of Joshua.
"hiss--"
The first person to see the artificial intelligence girl was a middle-aged mage with some gray hair. He looked very gentle and gentle. He didn't have any emotional fluctuations about the fact that he was going to face the Chaos Plague. He had already done it. He was mentally prepared, but even so, after seeing No. 3's figure, he still involuntarily took a breath of air.
"This is... what is this?!"
At a glance, he could see that the other party was not a real creature, but some kind of magic power aggregate. But it was precisely because of this that the middle-aged mage was so shocked: "Such fine magic power control skills, perfect rune structure, It’s exactly like the real person—no, it’s better to say it’s more beautiful than the real person!”
"Truth!"
Following his fiery gaze, other mages also noticed the figure of No. 3. They all turned their attention to the artificial intelligence girl, and then exclaimed in unison: "It's simply art!"
As mages, they quickly looked beyond the surface and analyzed the rune structure on No. 3 that was beyond the current magic level of Mycroft Continent.
"How is it possible? Even those guys from the Eastern Plains can't create this level of magical life!"
"Twenty years, no, at least thirty years beyond our technical level. This level of micro-rune structure is a continent-level problem. Many mana mechanical cores are trapped here and cannot be miniaturized. Who has solved it? This problem has been put into practical application?!"
"…incredible."
Moore couldn't help but widen his eyes. Moore, who had been in a daze, his eyes became solid from the previous laxity. Compared with Nostradamus, this man lacked the elegant style of a mage, but had more The old mage looked at No. 3's figure with a trace of the soldier's unique perseverance, and said solemnly: "It is more like an elemental creature than a magic aggregate... A life that is completely constructed of pure magic power and runes, and it also has With a perfect soul, truth—"
At this moment, he seemed to be at a loss for words, but then, Moore nodded vigorously and said with determination and a hint of excitement: "It's perfect!"
Noticing the commotion among the mages, Joshua, who was communicating with No. 3, couldn't help but suffocated slightly. He had forgotten that for this group of mages who were obsessed with knowledge and technology, the existence of No. 3 itself would make them Extremely excited.
It was a life formed from the most elite magic technology in the world of Kallis, and its existence itself was a miracle.
But the artificial intelligence girl really liked the compliments given to her by these mages, especially the ones that were 'just like the real thing!' ''No, it's more beautiful than the real thing! ''What are you talking about? This is true! ' When No. 3 heard comments like this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, but she also understood that if she continued to stay here, the situation would be out of control, and those mages who were still shocked might not be able to control it later. I can't help but directly 'do it' to analyze her.
So after roughly explaining the information about the cultists to the soldiers, the artificial intelligence girl simply disappeared from the place, leaving only broken magic light spots on the ground.
"All I can say is, no comment."
Before those mages could react, Joshua turned his head first and scanned the spellcasters behind him. He said in a serious tone: "This is a secret about the Radcliffe family."
—Even if you ask me, I don’t understand those technologies. With this thought in his mind, in conjunction with his terrifying charm—let’s call it intimidation—the warrior successfully suppressed the scene. Except for the old mage Moore, whose expression remained unchanged as if he was still thinking, the other mage felt a cold wind. However, a chill arose behind him, and the excitement of seeing the unprecedentedly exquisite rune technology also cooled down.
As spell casters, they are naturally smart people. After calming down for a while, these mages who were a little forgetful all recalled their original missions, and also recalled that before leaving the imperial capital, Nostradamus said: What they told you.
'There is much more to Moldavia than you can imagine. '
The old mage said solemnly: 'But don't get too excited and forget your original mission. '
At first they thought this was just an ordinary warning, but now recalling it, these mages immediately understood that Nostradamus was just stating the facts, and it was best for them to follow suit.
This is not the imperial capital, but the far north. The powerful black-haired warrior in front of him is the lord of this place. In a sense, he is the master of this place. Since he said not to ask questions, then shut up quickly. Bar.
After seeing the people in front of him quickly calm down, Joshua nodded slightly with satisfaction. It seemed that negative charm occasionally had a positive effect. Then, he turned around, looked at the black-haired young priest, and asked directly: " May I have your name?"
"My name is Delano, my lord."
The black-haired priest was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect the soldier to ask this question, but he still quickly answered: "What are your orders?"
"Then Delano, you first take this group of mage masters to the resting place and prepare breakfast."
Giving the order decisively, the soldier turned his head and said to Moore, who had a serious expression on his face: "Mr. Moore, you go with me to see the cultists. If necessary, we can also go to the dungeon to have a look. The so-called plague.”
"good."
The old mage agreed in a deep voice. As the leader, he was more calm than the others: "This is our purpose."
After speaking, the two people left the side hall neatly, and the other fourteen mages followed the black-haired priest who called Delano and walked to the living room of the church next to it.
Moore and Joshua didn't leave for long. About an hour or so ago, the old mage came back with a serious look on his face.
At this time, the mages who had finished their breakfast were divided into several groups, discussing the difficulties of miniaturization of rune structures, high-density magical life and artificial souls. Some of them suspected that No. 3 was not actually a human being. Some kind of magic aggregation, but the projection of a more advanced artificial life, because the other party's body condenses and disperses so easily, without any sign of gathering around a certain core.
Unfortunately, no one could confirm this conjecture, and they didn't have the opportunity to verify it.
"Okay, everyone."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Moore looked solemn. He said in a deep voice, asking everyone present to quiet down: "We are going to get down to business now."
The entire living room fell silent in an instant, which was enough to show the majesty of the old mage in the third research group, but even so, Moore did not show any happy expression. He sighed slightly, and then took out a The small bottle containing something black said seriously: "Our mission this time is extraordinary."
How many years has it been since the Chinese team defeated the Korean team
To celebrate, double update tomorrow.
(End of chapter)