Chapter 339: Aiwass's Excitement

The stranger guessed correctly, but also not correctly.

Because it was not just one of the two people who was at the door at this moment - but both of them were here.

After all, losers do not need to choose entries, nor do they need to accept the strengthening of the soul by the characteristics of the path. They were ejected directly after watching the settlement screen, and the winner had to be kept in the Hall by the Pillar God for another time.

The white-haired old count rushed in quickly with a cane.

He seemed to have some somatization symptoms due to the failure of the promotion ceremony. Because just yesterday, he was still walking vigorously... but after the promotion ceremony, he used crutches directly.

There is no doubt that this is a symptom of a severely damaged soul.

But even with the help of a cane, he walked as if he was racing a car - almost as if he would be late to catch the train and rushed towards the room.

He first angrily tore off the red lampshade covering the lamp, and then endured the pain and insisted on using his immobile foot to kick the sacrifices aside. It seemed that this pain actually made him feel comfortable.

Although he was not angry at the stranger, he could still feel his anger visibly.

"Count Carl..."

The stranger walked over to greet him and said hello in a low voice.

"Call me General, Lieutenant Lorre!"

The old man answered loudly and forcefully.

Along with his voice, another sound like the crackling of a campfire also sounded together with him.

His golden pupils were piercing, as if they were burning with fire all the time. This is also true - he only needs a thought, and the new Balrog can stand up from this old and decaying body.

In normal times, he can still try his best to suppress this impulse and maintain his social identity in the name of human beings. But at the moment when his soul was damaged, he just said a word and the temperature in the room began to rise abnormally.

"Okay, old man."

The middle-aged man who walked in leisurely with a black cane said calmly: "Don't take it out on Albert, he didn't do anything wrong."

He looked to be in his early thirties and had a pair of scarlet pupils. The blond hair was neatly combed back into a big slicked back hair. Even so, his hair looks very voluminous.

"...Thank you, Your Highness."

Albert scratched his head and responded politely.

His naturally curly hair looked a little messy because he had just woken up. He was wearing black round glasses at the moment and looked like a young scholar who had not graduated from university, as introverted and shy.

The genius necromancer Albert Lorey, codenamed "Stranger", is only in his early twenties this year and has already reached the fourth level. But he did not take the first-level devotion path as a mainstream necromancer, thereby being promoted to a wight pastor who could easily summon many bones. Instead, he chose the balanced path of working part-time for two levels, and was promoted to a new extraordinary profession - the Disaster Splicer.

The Dusk Path has a special characteristic that is different from other paths.

If they do not supplement their desire for promotion through part-time jobs, the increasingly stronger "static" power of the Dusk Path will stop them from being promoted. Most transcendents on the twilight path will stop at the third energy level, and those who can reach the fourth energy level will always have to work part-time in another path to obtain the basic power beyond twilight.

The calamity splicer needs to become a second-level alchemist in order to be promoted.

Compared to the Ghoul Shepherd, this is closer to the promotion direction of the Amber Craftsman.

If the amber craftsman is a master of playing with souls, then the calamity splicer splices and transforms corpses. When Albert had just been promoted, the first spliced ​​corpse he created was a monster that was pieced together from four corpses, the Hook Demon and the Abnormal Limb Demon - he called it an abomination.

The reason why this profession has only been discovered now is because alchemists have a very high social status in the Kingdom of Star Antimony. As long as you can advance to the third level, you can directly obtain the title of Lord and have your own territory. And a generous amount of funds will be allocated every month to allow them to practice alchemy and recruit alchemy apprentices.

The twilight path is the opposite. Necromancers can usually only join the army, while preservationists are the attendants of alchemists - used to extend the preservation time of precious alchemical mixtures or rare alchemical materials.

As long as one can become an alchemist, no one will go down the path of dusk.

But Prince Heinrich, who was also the Count of Leipzig and the master of the City of Knowledge, was aware of the prospects of this profession. So he directly invested a large amount of money in Albert to sponsor his research.

This first investment is ten thousand gold coins.

The royal sponsorship grant that a third-level alchemist can receive in a month is two hundred gold coins - equivalent to more than three hundred white crown coins in Avalon next door. In other words, he directly gave Albert a huge investment of fifteen thousand white crown coins when they first met.

The investment paid off very well.

The gargoyle is a classic creation of the amber craftsman. They have simulated souls and can obey complex orders like soldiers. But gargoyles are curse-driven, which means that the simplest dispersal spell can destroy large areas of expensive gargoyles, and a purification barrier arranged by a priest can cause them to lose power immediately after entering.

But as the "disaster splicer", Albert gave His Royal Highness a surprise.

He spliced ​​a layer of flesh and blood shell with independent consciousness on the outside of the gargoyle to absorb the curse from the outside world. He also covered the flesh and blood shell with a metal shell to protect it intact. In this way, the problem of these gargoyles being afraid of dispelling and purification was solved.

It was also because of his outstanding talent that Albert began to be noticed by the royal family as a genius necromancer. Old nobles began to contact him... Even the arrogant Count Karl looked at him differently.

"According to my understanding of you," Count Leipzig said with a smile, "you are not a person who would be so happy because of the successful promotion. Did you encounter something good?"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The stranger had the opportunity to tell what he had encountered.

He was very excited to tell his sponsor in detail about what he had met Basil Valentine during the promotion ceremony. And halfway through, old Count Karl also came over silently and listened to him.

——What confused the stranger was that for some reason, the old man suddenly got angry while listening. With a strong hum, he moved to the window at high speed with his cane, seeming a little depressed.

"... I actually met that majesty."

The expression of Count Leipzig was a little subtle: "Would he actually go to that kind of occasion..."

"I think it should be his friend who brought him here. That guy named Pomponazzi--"

Although the other party was the medium for him to meet Valentine I, the stranger was obviously dissatisfied with the person who brought Valentine I to the Arc Moon Manor.

Valentine I was not the kind of guy who was greedy for physical desires!

Count Leipzig coughed lightly and reminded: "The 'Pomponazzi' you are talking about is the 'Red Prime Minister' in the early days of the founding of the country."

Valentine I was assisted by two unknown prime ministers, the "Black Prime Minister" and the "Red Prime Minister". And they were also the heroes who made the Star Antimony run smoothly in the early days of the founding of the country.

"... It turned out to be him?"

Albert was a little stunned.

He opened his mouth and was silent for a while, still a little stubborn: "Then he shouldn't take His Majesty to such a dangerous place to play..."

"I was transformed into the Son of the Moon by Teacher Pomponazzi. In this sense, he can also be regarded as my father."

Count Leipzig interrupted Albert again and reminded him softly.

"...I'm sorry, I got carried away."

Albert bowed his head and apologized without hesitation.

"It's nothing, it's a good thing that you can get inspiration."

Count Leipzig smiled leniently: "Even if you are not promoted successfully, it is definitely not a loss. You are now the deputy director of the Third Institute, even if your Twilight Path cannot be promoted to the fifth energy level. His Majesty will never forget your achievements - compared to the cold path level, the results must prove the strength.

"You work for the kingdom, and the kingdom will remember you. Xingtian respects alchemists because alchemists have brought changes and development to Xingtian. Not because they have extraordinary powers. "

Although his own soul was also damaged, Count Leipzig was not at all sad.

Instead, he spoke enthusiastically: "Moreover, I also recruited Miss Aleister. If this recruitment can be successful... you may meet again in the future."

On the other side.

Lily exchanged clothes with Aiwass who had returned to his original form. But Haina still did not wake up.

So Lily began to tell Aiwass about her recruitment and the secret code left by the "Count Leipzig".

She was a little worried: "I feel this is a bit dangerous, Master. Why don't we go?"

"No, of course we have to go."

Aiwass smiled and said: "It's rare to have a way to disguise as 'Miss Aleister'... Of course we have to go."

"Then when are you going? You are a minister now, and people will stare at you when you go abroad."

"Of course it's time to follow the tutor to do archaeology."

Aiwass said confidently: "When I was studying in the Church Country, it was reasonable to follow the tutor on a business trip, right? I'm not leaving Avalon, I'm just going from the Theocracy to Star. No matter how long the hands of the Star people are, they dare not plant nails in the Theocracy. Who can find out that I left the Theocracy? "

But Sherlock suddenly asked: "Do you know the Count of Leipzig?"

He keenly noticed the excitement hidden in Aiwas's heart after hearing the news. Aiwas stopped and smiled at him.

"Of course."

Aiwas slowly replied: "He has... the key to the next era."