Chapter 386 385 The Decision to Go to Solon

Chapter 386 385. The decision to go to Solon

In the private library next to Noel's bedroom, Noel embraced his head maid and patiently listened to the messengers' front-line battle reports.

The nobles who were allowed to listen and the legion commanders who were about to go to the front line were already immune to Noel's actions. After all, there was no more outrageous behavior, which was worth celebrating.

Lu Yu, the glutton, presented the second summoning template to the Church, and he still did not open the circuit for overpayment.

Noel deliberately examined several Sligo school mages and found that they were not interested in the name of glutton. The messenger showed contempt and disdain when he mentioned it.

Even though the front line stabilized the situation because of his innovation and sharing, and even hoped to fight back after the arrival of the second new template, most schools in Mela were still dissatisfied with his arrogance.

Even if some of the information from the major schools and nobles was lost due to the instability of the array transmission, a considerable amount of it should have appeared in the glutton's array. But so far, no one has heard of the glutton's personal response. He has read but not replied, which is his way of dealing with it.

Some magic schools in Solon once severely rebuked the glutton in public, believing that he deliberately concealed the overpayment in order to make the summoning school get more attention and attention during the invasion, which is a selfish act of nurturing the enemy and protecting oneself.

For this reason, the magicians of the school arranged the arrogant and rude jokes of the glutton in different ways, and described the story of the glutton eating raw sea monsters and drinking blood vividly.

Different "cannibal rumors" have spread in the streets of Solon's royal city, Rodmire, every corner of the capital of Kodzoen, and even in the town of Sligo today.

Noel just listened to it as a joke at first, but the Silent One told him afterwards that many magicians and civilians in Solon recognized the words of this group of school magicians and believed the rumors.

"How stupid." He was speechless.

He could understand that the ignorant people who did not master the knowledge followed the cheering, but how much did the apprentices expect to become "material" when they followed and cursed the gluttons so passionately?

The gluttons had a very deep understanding of the school's inhumanity, and they knew that once the overpayment was opened, all magic apprentices would become "prices" that could be sacrificed at any time.

Noel let the head maid clean his ears while he was lost in thought.

The glutton's temper was unbelievably good. He made such excellent knowledge public, and then received the school's mages' demands one after another, and was willing to provide a second template...

"The person Laurende chose would be somewhat similar to him."

Noel couldn't help but sigh, and wanted to see with his own eyes the man who had abducted Sera, the chosen one he had once admired, and was favored by Laurende after arriving in Mera.

The second template was only released for three days, and the data samples obtained were not large, but the magicians on the Sligo front generally gave it a high evaluation.

Stability has been improved again.

If the general template during the first immersion disaster completed the summoning two out of ten times, the No. 1 template given by the glutton completed at least four out of ten times, and the No. 2 template exceeded the probability by half.

The ritual response speed is faster.

In the past, it always took a lot of time for the summoned creature to be shaped and fully descended. It was not a problem in the competition, but it was quite fatal in actual combat.

Whether the templates provided for the first or second time, this process was greatly shortened, allowing the magicians on the battlefield to effectively deal with various emergencies and struggle back from the brink of death several times.

The Silent One leaned over to Noel's ear and gave additional explanations.

"In many areas on the front line, if someone asked about the source of the summoning template, they did not mention the name of the glutton, and took a vague approach to the provider of the summoning template."

Noel sneered, and for some reason, he looked at the school mages below who were clearly not involved and felt that they were disgusting.

When they began to steal merit nakedly and without concealing their shameless behavior, Noel felt a chill.

The people are ignorant, and time will make the truth dusty. No one knows how much of the countless histories in the past have been modified by the schools.

The magic tide is coming, and turmoil will follow. Although he admires the glutton very much and is grateful for the ideas he provided, as the king of a country, he cannot turn against the school after all.

"Send a letter to Lord Glutton and tell him that... there are many shameless people sucking his blood."

"Ask Lord Glutton for a recipe that he is proud of... it's better to be normal, just say that I am very interested in delicacies from foreign lands."

"Spread the recipe after you get it, but first mention that it comes from the Sligo court and explain that I have a special liking for it."

"Finally, inadvertently reveal that this recipe comes from the Glutton and that it is a treasure that I have spent a lot of money to get... As for how this treasure was leaked, you don't need me to make up a reason for you, right?"

The Silent One bowed his head and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty seems to want to win some normal evaluation for Lord Glutton? Then we should mention it in the message and let him know about Sligo..."

The Silent One trembled for some reason when he found that Noel looked at him with a playful look, as if he was looking at a fool.

"If you want people to remember you, the stupidest way is to tell him 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 just not share and watch the whole of Mera fall into greater suffering. Even if he shares, the first template is enough to maintain the balance, and there is no need to provide a second copy. The moment he decides to provide a second copy, you should understand that he sincerely hopes that the disaster will fade away and everything will return to peace."

"A stranger has such an awareness when he sees this land suffer such hardships. If the Mera continent is full of greedy and stupid gamblers like Divik, don't you think... it's ridiculous?"

"You can not respect him, but at least you shouldn't slander him, or even ask him to do more. He has no such obligation, and never has." Noel's voice was a little louder, drowning out the messenger's voice.

As if it was intentional.

The Silent One knew that Noel was slapping him in the face, so he bowed his head respectfully: "Yes, my majesty."

The head maid whimpered, breaking the silence of the study, and a blush climbed up her cheeks, followed by Noel's dissatisfied voice.

"Why did you stop? Continue to talk about the battle report."

The messenger lowered his head with sweat, not daring to look directly at Noel and... the head maid.

After the continuous impact of the infection, the coalition forces of various tribes no longer had any barriers between each other. Although frictions caused by different beliefs and habits can often be heard, on the battlefield, it has become the norm to put aside past grudges and help each other.

The werewolves and minotaurs who have been fighting with Kodzoun for a hundred years are willing to die for Kodzoun's magicians and use their bodies to stop the advancement of the infection.

The lookout forest elves who are at odds with Solon Sulai will not retreat even if they are withered.

The sirens, who had never had much contact with the ground races, came to the ground in front of the common enemy, showing their amazing "word spirit" magic on each front.

The proud high elves were willing to heal the Goblin Archmage; the slime clan, which had always been regarded as excellent material, guarded the human fortress under the leadership of the king; the giants who ridiculed the "brilliant record" of the superior species watched and helped them; the dragon clan, who had a blood feud with the Mera clans, was grateful for the shelter provided by the Church, and attacked and infiltrated the southern battlefield again and again...

I don't know when, the Mera clans stood together again, no longer caring about the spiraling contradictions for hundreds of years, the constantly stacked grievances, and the blood feuds that could not be remembered.

Under the same wall, they would share food with each other.

The werewolves who ate the unpalatable and almost moldy rations of the goblins would generously give out their own jerky of unknown origin and type.

The elves took out the elemental essence extracted from plants and gave it to every overtired magician.

The legion commanders of Sligo brought out the honey wine that Noel had brought to the army and provided it to the magicians who were replaced.

Fish kept jumping onto the shore in the stream while listening to the sirens' songs, and were skewered and roasted by the happy soldiers. When someone curiously asked why the sirens' songs were effective since this was fresh water, everyone laughed, making the person asking the question realize how stupid the question was.

At every sunset, the tribes that had experienced the war would take some time to personally pray to their comrades who had been infected and had to be killed, regardless of race.

Faith was no longer important. With the flames burning, the brave and fearless souls returned to the land that nurtured them and would also return to the arms of their mother goddess.

At this moment, they all firmly believed that their mother goddess would forgive their omissions and blasphemies in the ceremony.

"It's a bit like what was recorded in the book, at that time..." Noel's eyes were blurred, with a smile on his lips.

He then announced to the legion commander who was about to take the rotation: "Carry the entertainment supplies according to the previously determined list, and the money... the head maid will provide it for you."

Noel always uses his own small treasury to pay for the entertainment.

Except for the school mage's secret and despicable behavior that cannot be put on the table, today's battle report made Noel particularly satisfied.

Just when he was thinking about how to continue to advance Xiao Jijing's progress tonight, Xiao Jijing actually took the initiative to come to his side.

Noel was about to reach out and hold her waist, after hearing her whisper...

Everyone who was sorting out notes in the study and preparing to leave saw Noel's strange expression.

First, his mouth trembled slightly, and then his face twitched, anger and powerlessness emerged alternately, and finally covered his face.

"Your Majesty... What happened on the front line?"

Noel's reaction made everyone uneasy. They were very worried that Solon's defense line, which had been stable for nearly a month, would collapse again.

If Solon's current defense line collapses, the infection may march straight into densely populated areas, approach the major cities with rich resources, and then threaten the royal city of Rodmir.

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 relieve his powerlessness.

"Not long ago, the infected butterfly in the south of the Church fell, and the suspected eighth-level infected source that escaped from it disappeared."

"Afterwards, the spiritual pollution power of ordinary infection in many areas in the south of the Church was greatly weakened, and even some warriors were able to resist the infection and kill them at close range."

"The high-level magicians who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the infected butterflies speculated that this was the manifestation of the severe damage to the source of the infection."

Noel smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"After confirming this situation, the Church informed all tribes today. After hearing this, Divik couldn't hold back and decided to take the initiative to attack... It just so happened that they also had enslaved flying dragons in their country, enough to form a lineup similar to the Church."

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 Lulu's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. Amidst the smoke, he learned that there were nearly forty high-level magicians in Solon and nearly a hundred middle- and low-level magicians. , 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, both Orkus and Segro said it was fine."

"They forced the modification and used the overpayment?"

Sera shook her head: "No, the Theocracy and Sligo both said that the template you provided for the second time was well received. The more than one hundred people in Solon... went to find what happened to the dipped giants."

"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 them to Lulu, who was already drooling and looking at him longingly for a long time.

Although it is rude to say this to those warriors who resisted the infection and died heroically, it is more important to feed Lulu now.

Seeing Lulu pick up a piece of short rib, happily chewing on the bone-in meat, and kept saying "delicious" in her 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 It’s possible to kill each other.”

"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. In this case, the family’s financial resources will only be lost little by little.”

After giving Lulu another piece of ribs, Lu Yu said calmly: "After everyone in the Dawn Leader becomes proficient in using the shaping elements, I will go to Solon."