In the private study room next to Noel's bedroom, Noel held his maid in his arms and patiently listened to the frontline battle reports from the couriers.
The nobles who were allowed to observe and the legion commanders who were about to go to the front line were immune to Noel's actions and did not take any more outrageous actions. This is worthy of celebration.
Gluttonous Lu Yu presented a second summoning template to the Theocracy, but he still did not open the overpayment circuit.
Noel specifically examined several mages of the school in Sligo and found that they seemed to be very indifferent to the name Glutton. The messenger showed contempt and disdain when he mentioned it.
Even though the frontline stabilized the situation precisely because of his innovation and sharing, and was even expected to counterattack after the arrival of the second new template, most schools of thought in Mela were still dissatisfied with his arrogance.
Even if part of the information from various universities and nobles is lost due to the instability of the array transmission, a considerable amount should appear in the glutton's array. However, so far, no one has been heard of getting it. The glutton's personal response, read no more, is his way of coping.
Some schools of magic that existed in Solon once harshly rebuked Glutton in public, believing that he deliberately concealed the overpayment in order to allow the Summoning School to receive more attention and attention during the Invasion Invasion, which was a way of fostering self-respect. selfish behavior.
To this end, the magicians of the school have arranged arrogant and rude jokes about gluttons in different ways, and have vividly described the story of gluttons eating sea monsters raw, loosing hair and drinking blood.
Different "cannibalistic rumors" have spread on the streets of Solon's royal city, Rodmere, in every corner of the capital of Codzoun, and even in the current town of Sligo.
Noel only listened to it as a joke at first, but the Quiet One told him afterwards that many magicians and civilians in Solon recognized the words of this group of magicians and believed the rumors to be true.
"It's really stupid." He was speechless and choked.
He can understand the ignorant people who do not have knowledge and follow them by waving flags and shouting. The apprentices follow and curse the gluttons so heartlessly. How much do they expect themselves to become "material"?
Gluttonians have a very deep understanding of the school's inhumanity, and they know very well that once overpayment is opened, all magic apprentices will become "prices" that can be sacrificed at any time.
Noel allowed the head maid to pick out his ears, while he was lost in thought.
Gluttony's temperament is somewhat incredible. He made such excellent knowledge public, and then received one after another even more demanding requests from the mages of the school. He was even willing to provide a second template...
"The person Laurend likes will be somewhat similar to him."
Noel couldn't help but sigh, and he wanted to see with his own eyes the man who immediately kidnapped Sera, his once-favorite divine choice, after coming to Mera, and gained Laurend's favor.
The second template was only released for three days, and the data samples obtained were not many, but the magicians on the Sligo front line generally gave it high praise.
Stability has improved again.
If the general template during the first disaster was summoned twice out of ten times, the No. 1 template given by the Glutton could be summoned at least four out of ten times, and the No. 2 template exceeded the chance by half.
Ritual responds faster.
In the past, it would take a lot of time to transform the summoned object into the stage of complete arrival. This was fine in a competition, but in actual combat it was quite fatal.
Both the first and second templates provided greatly shortened the process, allowing magicians on the battlefield to effectively deal with various emergencies and return from the brink of death several times.
The Silent One went into Noel's ear and added additional explanations.
"In many areas on the front line, if someone asked about the source of the summoning template, they would not mention the glutton's name and adopt a mocking approach to the provider of the summoning template."
Noel sneered. For some reason, he looked disgusting at the mages of the school below who were clearly not involved.
When they began to steal credit with their naked and shameless behavior, Noel felt a chill.
The people are ignorant, and time will obscure the truth. No one knows how much of the countless past histories have been modified by schools of thought.
The tide of magic was coming, and turmoil followed closely behind. Although he admired the glutton greatly and was grateful for the ideas he provided for him, as the king of a country, he could not fall out with the school after all.
"Send a letter to inform Your Excellency Gluttonous Eater, saying that... there are many shameless people sucking his blood."
"Ask the Gluttonous Lord for a copy of his proud recipe... It's best to be normal and just say that I'm very interested in delicacies from foreign lands."
“Once the recipe was in hand, it was passed on, but I had to mention that it came from the court of Sligo and that I had a soft spot for it.”
"Finally, I accidentally revealed that this recipe comes from a glutton, and it is a treasure that I spent a lot of money to obtain... As for how this treasure was leaked, you don't need me to make up the reason for you, right?"
The Silent One lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty seems to want to gain some normal praise for the Gluttonous Lord? Then we should mention it in the message and let him know about Sligo..."
Realizing that Noel's eyes were full of amusement when he looked at him, as if he were looking at a foolish person, the Silent One trembled a little for some reason.
"The stupidest way to make someone remember you is to tell him or her in a high-profile way."
"In addition, I don't want to ask for more from the glutton. You seem to have forgotten that he can not share it at all and sit back and watch the entire Mela fall into greater suffering. Even if it is shared, the first template is enough to maintain the balance, and there is no need to continue Provide a second portion. The moment he decides to provide a second portion, you should understand that he sincerely hopes that the disaster will fade away and everything will return to peace."
"A foreigner can still have such awareness after seeing this land suffering so much. If the continent of Mela is filled with gamblers as greedy and as stupid as pigs like Dewek, wouldn't you think...it's ridiculous?"
"You don't have to respect him, at least you shouldn't slander him or even ask him to do more. He has no such obligation, never has." Noel's voice was a little louder, drowning out the voice of the messenger.
Like it was intentional.
The Silent One knew that Noel was slapping him in the face and letting others hear it, so he lowered his head respectfully: "Yes, my majesty."
The head maid shouted, breaking the silence of the study. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and Noel's voice of dissatisfaction followed.
"Why did you stop? Let's continue talking about the battle report."
The messenger lowered his head in sweat, not daring to look directly at Noel and...the head maid.
After the constant impact of the infiltration, there is no longer any barrier between the coalition forces of all ethnic groups. Although frictions caused by different beliefs and habits can often be heard, on the battlefield, it has become the norm to put aside the past grudges and help each other.
The werewolves and tauren who have been at war with Cord'Zorn for hundreds of years are willing to die for the magicians of Cord'Zorn, using their bodies to stop the advance of the contamination.
The Watchwood spirits, who were at odds with Solon's speed, fought until they withered and refused to retreat.
The Sirens, who have never had much contact with the races on the ground, came to the ground in front of a common enemy and displayed their amazing "word spirit" magic on each front.
The arrogant high elves are willing to heal the Goblin Archmage; the Slime clan, which has always been regarded as excellent material, is guarding the human fortress under the leadership of the king; the giants who ridicule the "brilliant achievements" of the dominant species are watching and helping them; and Mei The Dragon Clan, which has a bloody feud with each other, is grateful for the protection provided by the Theocracy, and has been attacked again and again in the southern battlefield...
I don’t know when, all the tribes of Mera once again stood together, no longer caring about the conflicts that had spiraled over the past hundreds of years, the grudges that kept piling up, and the blood feud that could not be remembered.
Under the same city wall, they would share food with each other.
Werewolves who have eaten the goblin's unpalatable, almost moldy rations will generously give away dried meat of unknown origin and type that they have made.
The elves took out the essence of elements extracted from plants and gave them to every overtired magician.
The army commanders of Sligo moved out the mead from Noel Lao's army and provided it to the magicians who came on rotation.
Fish kept jumping ashore in the creek listening to the siren's song, and were skewered and grilled by the happy soldiers. When someone curiously asked why the siren's song was effective since this was a clear water, everyone laughed loudly. Laughing makes the person asking the question realize what a stupid question he has asked.
Every sunset, all ethnic groups who have experienced the war will take some time to personally pray to their comrades who have been infected and had to be killed, regardless of race.
Belief is no longer important. As the flames burn brightly, the brave and fearless souls return to the earth that raised them and will surely return to the embrace of their mother goddess.
At this moment, they all believed that their mother goddess would forgive their omissions and blasphemies in the ceremony.
"It's a bit like what's recorded in the book, that time..." Noel's eyes were blurred and he was smiling.
He immediately announced to the commander of the legion who was about to rotate into battle: "Carry labor supplies according to the list previously made. As for the money... the head maid will provide it for you."
Labor money Noel has always used his own small treasury.
Apart from the secret poking and despicable despicable behavior of the school's mage, today's battle report made Noel particularly satisfied.
Just when he was thinking about what method he would use to continue to advance Little Silence's progress tonight, Little Silence unexpectedly came to him.
Noel was about to put his hand around her waist, and after hearing her whisper...
Everyone in the study who was sorting notes and preparing to leave saw Noel's strange expression.
First his mouth trembled slightly, then his face twitched, anger and powerlessness alternated, and finally he covered his face.
"Your Majesty... what happened on the front line...?"
Noel's reaction made everyone uneasy. They were worried that Solon's defense line, which had been solid for nearly a month, would collapse again.
If Solon's current defense line collapses, Dipran may march straight into densely populated areas, invade the rich and important cities, and then threaten the royal city of Rodmere.
Noel was very tired. He couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He could only reach out and touch Xiao Jingjing's leg, taking the opportunity to indulge in addiction to relieve his feeling of powerlessness.
"Not long ago, the Infected Butterfly in the southern part of the Theocracy died, and the suspected eighth-order Infected source that escaped from it has disappeared."
"Afterwards, the power of ordinary spiritual pollution in many areas in the southern part of the Theocracy was greatly weakened. There were even warriors who were able to resist the pollution and kill them at close range."
"The high-level magicians who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Dip-Dye Butterfly speculate that this is a manifestation of the heavy damage to the Dip-Dye's roots."
Noel smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"After confirming this situation, the Theocracy notified all races today. After hearing this, Dewek couldn't hold back and decided to take the initiative... It just so happens that they also have enslaved flying dragons in the country, which is enough to form a lineup similar to the Theocracy."
Noel's requirements for Dewek were already very low. After Gluttony provided the template, he only hoped that he could be more at ease, defend his current territory, and stop doing such crooked things as releasing impregnation.
He could understand Dewek's eagerness. Seeing the country's decline, this gambler wanted to drag the four major countries and even Meira into the water together, but... why should such a decision not wait for all races to discuss it together before making a decision?
"Is it so difficult not to give it away?"
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When the bad news came, Lu Yu was making her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs for Lu Lu. In the smoke, he learned about the nearly forty high-level magicians and nearly a hundred middle- and low-level magicians in Solon. , and the news that the two slave flying dragons were completely wiped out.
The pork ribs in the pot were evenly coated with juice in the rhythm of Lu Yu's powerful tossing of the pot. Sera's words made him almost throw the ribs away.
"Is there something wrong with my summoning template?"
"No way...even though I deleted, deleted, and changed it, Orkus and Segro both said it was fine."
"They forced the modification and used the overpayment?"
Sera shook her head: "No, the Theocracy and Slago both said that the template you provided for the second time was well received. Solon's more than 100 people... went to find something wrong with the dipped giant."
"I really can't understand... Although Dwek was not wise in the past, he was definitely not that stupid... Could it be that he has also been infected?"
Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, then took the sweet and sour pork ribs out of the pot and served him, who was already drooling and looking at Lu Lu longingly.
Although it is rude to say this to those warriors who resisted the infection and died heroically, it is still more important to feed Lu Lu now.
Seeing Lu Lu pick up a piece of short ribs, happily chewing on the meat with bones, and kept saying "delicious" in his mouth, Lu Yu felt very pleased and hurriedly gave her another piece.
At the dinner table, Lu Yu told Sera, who could not understand Dewek's brain circuit, a story. This story was related to a famous historical general named Ge Shuhan.
Tongguan and Anshi were forced to leave the city. If you read the story in history, you will have a cerebral hemorrhage.
When Sera finished listening, she was stunned.
"It's outrageous, isn't it? Many scholars who study that period of history believe that as long as one operation is done correctly during this period, the direction of history will be different, but... there is no one."
"Dialin acts according to instinct, and at this time, there are still more than a month before the end of winter. Now that the mountains are covered with heavy snow and the weather is freezing, the body functions of the meat puppets will definitely be damaged. In addition, it is difficult to obtain food. Driven by instinct, they are extremely There is a possibility of cannibalism.”
"The balance of power is good for all the peoples of Mela, and even more so for Solon."
"Noel's evaluation of Dewek is absolutely right. He is not only a gambler, but also an emperor who can only go with the wind but not against it. His ability does not support him in choosing the best operation, even if he has the power of the four major countries. The family’s financial resources, in this case, will only be lost bit by bit.”
After giving Lu Lu another piece of ribs, Lu Yu said calmly: "After everyone in Chenxi Leader becomes proficient in using the shaping elements, I will go to Solon."
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