Part 5 The Red Priests Chapter 195 Deep Winter
Sunia Sea, Pasu Island, Stormbringer Church.
This was the headquarters within the headquarters of the Storm Church, a sanctuary within a sanctuary, a place favored by the gods.
Here, the murals outlined in the colors of azure, silver-white, lime green, and gold looked rough, but carried a sense of divine majesty, and coupled with the dome that was over a hundred meters high, it made people experience their own insignificance and lower their heads uncontrollably just by standing here.
Alger Wilson had already passed the ceremony and “truly” become a Sequence 5 “Ocean Singer”, and at this time, he came here with the same group of promoters, waiting to listen to the teachings of Pope Gadd II.
As expected, it is really easy to get out of control by overdosing on magic potions. I have already digested all those in the past, but this time I still almost can’t bear it……. When I leave Pasu Island, I will borrow the “Darknessless Cross” from “The Sun”, and eliminate the excess characteristics. “When I leave Pasu Island, I’ll borrow the Dark Cross from the Sun, and eliminate the superfluous characteristics, which can be exchanged for money, and can also secretly cultivate some extraordinary people who are loyal to me. …… Algernon, with the help of the reflection of the blue tiles on the ground, saw that the color of his own hair has become a little bit darker, and a little bit coarser.
At this time, the sound of instruments like thunder rang out, exploding in the heart of every extraordinary person and spreading great fear.
Pope Gad II stepped forward with his scepter, mounted the dais, faced the crowd, and said in a low voice that rolled and swung:
”Congratulations, gentlemen, you are one step closer to the Lord.”
He wore a triple crown set with sapphires, emeralds, and other precious stones, and a deep blue and nearly black vestment embroidered with two-color silk threads of gold and silver symbolizing lightning, storms, and oceans, with an air of deep majesty and the feeling that a great storm was about to strike.
This earthly angel, the spokesman of the “Lord of Storms” was a middle-aged man in his forties, but everyone knew that Gad II had been in charge of the Council of Cardinals for nearly a hundred years.
As a member of the gods’ family, such longevity was not surprising in the eyes of the faithful, there was nothing to be afraid of, and it was a normal thing to do.
Hearing the Pope’s congratulations, Alger did not move any thoughts, followed by the rest of the “Ocean Singers” clenched his right fist, struck the left chest, shouted out loud:
”The storm is upon us!”
For the next quarter of an hour, they listened quietly to Gad’s sermon.
After this process, Alger received his mission from one of the senior deacons of the “Substitute Punishers” – to go to the island of Sunia, ambush the surrounding waters, and look for opportunities to attack the harbor, the supply fleet, and the Forsak merchant ships.
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Bakerland, Queens, inside the Hall family’s luxury villa.
Audrey had just put on her blue cloak and was about to take Susie, the golden dog, and Annie, the maid, to the “Rouen Charity Scholarship Fund” in Pacefield Street when she saw her father, the Earl of Hall, coming in through the front door.
”Good morning father, you were, didn’t you come home last night?” Audrey looked up and down a few times in slight confusion.
”See?” Earl Hall asked with a smile as he stroked his pretty moustache.
Audrey, seeing her father in a good mood, turned her blue eyes slightly and said with a light smile:
”The strong odor of cigarettes on your jacket indicates that you haven’t taken it off for a long time, and it’s going-out clothing.”
Apart from that, there were many other details that could lead to the same conclusion, but Audrey deliberately didn’t even mention them.
Earl Hall chuckled as he took off his jacket and handed it to his valet:
”Not bad, keen observation, it seems that the busyness at the ‘Charity Scholarship Fund’ has largely improved you.
”I was at the Prime Minister’s residence all last night, waiting for news.”
Speaking of this, Earl Hall sighed before saying:
”The front lines in Winter and Mashai Counties have once again repelled the Forsak’s attack, and with the onset of the bitter cold, we’ve finally gained a respite.”
Audrey blinked, appropriately showing her surprise.
Earl Hall smiled at once:
”I understand what you’re wondering, what the newspapers say is just what we want the populace to know.
”The situation in the defense line of the Amanda Mountains and in the major cities along the Interoceanic coast is not as good as you think it is, and in the initial first raids, our fleet, our soldiers, suffered great losses. In order not to cause panic, we announced that we had each won and lost, and had the major shipyards and arsenals working furiously.
”During this time, both lines of defense were nearly breached several times, many key areas were lost and recaptured, and the repeated tug-of-war was said to have become a human meat grinder.
”Fortunately, we finally held out, and this winter will be the turning point of this war.”
In fact, I know …… the number of fallen, missing and wounded may have been covered up, but it also says quite a lot …… Moreover, a cold winter is not necessarily a good thing, and Forsak’s “Weather Warlocks ” are very good at taking advantage of similar situations …… Audrey had a pang of gloom in her heart, and was busy controlling her emotions with a smile, saying:
”That’s great, I hope peace can be restored soon.”
Earl Hall was stunned for a moment and turned to say:
”His Majesty the King intends to make a speech to the people of the country on Saturday, telling them that we shall be victorious.
”At that time, the people will be organized in all the major cities and villages to the square, and the latest technology will be used to let everyone hear it.”
最新的技术……让民众聚集到各广场听国王演讲…… Audrey霍然想到了 “World “先生的提醒，决定将这件事情告知对方。
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Organize a large number of people to listen to the speech in the square …… This is the corresponding ritual, right? George III is about to perform the “Black Emperor” ceremony? The latest news from Ms. Justice, Klein returned to the real world, and his expression became obviously gloomy.
He paced back and forth in the rental house for a few steps, and without further delay, took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote:
”I have collected all twenty pathways of extraordinary blood, only ‘assassin’ and ‘criminal’ are missing.
”George III will be holding a speech in front of the vast majority of the population on Saturday of this week, and you should know what that could mean.
”Also, I will need the ritual of speaking with Mr. ‘Gate’.”
After folding the letter paper and having Renette Tynecol send it out, Klein exhaled slowly, having trouble containing the various thoughts that were spinning around:
”The Witch’s blood shouldn’t be a problem, Tris seems determined in destroying George III’s scheming ……
”The ‘Queen of Mysteries’ can reveal some news there that I have a way to enter the secret mausoleum …… Although her main purpose is to resurrect the Great Emperor and is not too willing to directly make an enemy of George III, but if she lets George III succeed, the The Great Emperor will probably not be able to come back ……
”The devil’s blood is only waiting for the Silver City Chief to return …… The hunting squad he led left more than ten days ago and should be returning soon …… This is theoretically in time, no problem… …If it doesn’t work, I’ll try two alternate options, one is to use the breath of a raver instead of blood, and the other is to summon those demons I’ve encountered before from the orifices of history and extract their blood ……”
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In the area of Beckland Bridge, in a room that looked nothing special.
Tris, whose black hair was shiny and draped directly underneath, probed her hand and took out a letter from within the mirror.
She opened it and read it, her brow gradually furrowing in a distinctly endearing frown.
”Is it finally coming?……” Tris’ expression changed a few times, seemingly hesitant, resistant, timid, and confused.
Eventually, she revealed a smile and whispered in a slightly twisted manner:
”I have killed so many people and caused so many tragedies, even if I die this time, I have long since earned back my principal ……”
After a few more seconds of silence, Tris pulled a glass test tube from within the dark pocket of her black dress.
It contained not her blood, but that of another Witch, the one formerly known as Sherman and later calling herself Sherman.
As a qualified, senior witch, Tris had looked for an opportunity to take some of Sherman’s blood when she was training her, as proof of the curse, which might not come in handy the vast majority of the time, but could be effective in preventing accidents.
After Sherman’s death, Tris didn’t discard the tube of blood, because there are still quite a lot of times when magical girls need to use this kind of material, just like now.
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Silver City, inside a certain residence.
The lightning frequency had just increased when Derek rolled over and got up, lit the fire, and nimbly baked mushroom bread.
This kind of bread was finer and sweeter than the original one made of black flour grass, and he loved it so much that he looked forward to his three meals every day like never before.
The only problem was that the yield of mushrooms that could make bread was not too high.
Limited by the number of monster corpses, each resident could only receive one per week for four or five meals.
–After thousands of years of hard work, the area around Silver City had become relatively safe with fewer monsters.
Derek had heard that someone had deliberately placed himself in the darkness in order to hunt monsters and cultivate mushrooms, hoping to become bait.
Then, he was eaten.
Getting those mushrooms caused a certain amount of optimism to emerge …… This is not good …… Derek remembered the Chief’s sentiments before he set out and shook his head, picking up a jar that he had retrieved from the ruins of the other city-states and pouring out the white milk.
Frankly speaking, he did not like this kind of thing, but Miss Justice described the milk can help humans grow taller and stronger impressed him.
As a resident of Silver City, Derek knew that he wouldn’t be able to grow much taller in the future because he hadn’t chosen the “Giant” path, but he secretly hoped to reduce the gap between him and his friends, and the milk had given him a glimpse of what was to come.
Grunting, grunting, Derek drank his portion of the day’s milk with a serious expression.
He was about to reach for the mushroom bread when he suddenly sensed something and looked sideways out the window.
A man grew out of the shadows outside the door and spaced out:
”Derek, the Chief asked me to give you this vial of blood.”
The Chief had returned? Derek snapped to his feet and said:
”Okay, thanks.”
As soon as he spoke, he saw the shadows in the doorway come to life, surging and pushing out a metal vial.
Derek knew full well that it contained the demon blood that Mr. World had asked for.