Chapter 913 The Unexpected Ending of the War
"Well, this little bird was made when I was young. A little gadget."
Elder Tapros spread his palms with a smile. The little bird immediately flew into his palm, chirping, and jumping around with its round body, like a bright black comma.
"It can travel thousands of miles to deliver messages to you. Ordinary confinement and confusing spells cannot stop it."
The elder bent his fingers slightly, and a bright light emitted from his fingertips, forming a curtain of light, covering the little bird. The Lord of Thunder nodded in praise:
"A very powerful confinement spell. Little Gretel, learn it well."
Grete tentatively stretched out his finger and poked it. The light curtain was not penetrated, but instead recessed inward. Serila quickly glanced at their faces and secretly flicked her fingers——
With a "swish" sound, a small air bullet hit the light curtain, causing a ripple, but there was still no sign of being dispersed. The little bird flapped its wings twice, then suddenly bumped into it, broke through the light curtain, and landed on the table.
When it passed through the light curtain, it was only the size of a sparrow. When it landed on the table, it had become the size of an owl. The wings flew up and down, covering the three-story dessert tower on the table below, fluttering and flying, constantly expanding:
The size of a golden pheasant, the size of a peacock, the size of a golden eagle...
Finally, when its wings were folded, it swooped down like an arrow and turned back into a small bird the size of a sparrow.
The table was empty, not to mention the snack tower, coffee cup, coffee spoon, and even half of the snack dregs were gone.
"That's my favorite set of tableware..."
The Lord of Thunder complained softly. Elder Tapros turned a deaf ear and smiled broadly:
"Well, it can get bigger and carry items. You can explore the specific number yourself. It can also carry people - protect a few people in its belly, travel long distances, or break out of the siege of chaos. It's still possible. Made it happen.”
If it can load "a few people", ten cubic meters and several tons of stuff should be able to load it, right?
Grete speculated silently. The elder stood up with a smile and patted him on the shoulder:
"It contains some of my notes and manuscripts that you can read slowly. In addition, it can also enhance your connection with nature, assist you in casting spells, or bring you some useful food and herbs. Any questions? , you can also use it to communicate with me..."
After saying that, he turned around, walked a few steps, jumped out of the cliff. With his arms spread out, his whole body quickly shortened, widened, and grew feathers, turning into a huge goshawk. It flapped its wings a few times and soared into the sky.
"Little Grete, remember to feel more nature!"
Gretel held his head high and sent him flying higher and higher, farther and farther, until he finally turned into a small dot and disappeared. Do you want to feel more nature? It feels like I have a lot more homework at once T_T
The Lord of Thunder watched quietly, and waited until the legendary priest of the Natural God Church had gone away, then pulled out the flying carpet and stepped on it first. The group of people sat down one by one, and the flying carpet rose, heading north. Then the Lord of Thunder gave instructions:
"The direction you chose to strengthen is good. The higher you go, the higher the requirements for a magician's thinking speed and computing power. If you want to expand the world of meditation, interact with the outside world as much as possible and promote its substantive development, computing power is the foundation. …”
"In addition, try to expand the world of meditation as much as possible, and pay attention to the difference between the perspective of the mage and the perspective of the natural priest... Of course, in the final analysis, you must also rely on your own cognition..."
"When studying five-ring spells, generally speaking, mages can no longer learn everything and tend to bite off more than they can chew... However, when choosing a major spell, it is still necessary to take into account other spells related to it. …”
"You performed well in this battle. If you gain some combat experience, you won't be in too much danger when you go out for a walk. The battle is over and you are now a level 9 mage. It's time to walk around and see..."
"Is the battle over?" Gretel suddenly interrupted: "Teacher, are you saying that the battle in the Netherlands is over? How is the situation now?"
The battle, or rather the war, in the Netherlands was indeed over. Ever since the big explosion occurred in Kaleas City, the Solace Cathedral was completely destroyed, and the team sent by the Glory Holy City suffered heavy casualties, the Kingdom of Brolin has undergone unexpected changes:
In the middle of the Kingdom of Brolin, a group of great nobles led by the Duke of Ardennes stood out for their independence, established the Kingdom of Capet, and proclaimed the Duke of Ardennes as its first king.
"What? This is okay?!" Gretel's eyes almost bulged out:
"Does the Glorious Holy See not care?"
"They want to take care of it." The Lord of Thunder snorted lightly. Archmage Baierbo explained to the teacher:
"First of all, the Duke of Arden also has a great reputation - he is one of the descendants of the emperor of the ancient Salic Empire. Oh, it is said that the territory directly under the Glorious Holy See was given to them by a certain emperor of the Salic Empire..."
Uh, okay. According to the rules of this world, it seems that the Duke of Ardennes can really be a king or something. Gretel turned his curious eyes to his senior brother:
"What's next?"
"Secondly, you also know that the Brolin royal family suffered a heavy blow - the strength of the army sent to the Netherlands was greatly damaged, and the royal family declared bankruptcy. It seems that it has not recovered yet. If they want to suppress the rebellion, they must have strength. !”
"So the Glory Holy See will not fight the rebellion on behalf of the royal family?" Gretel asked immediately. Archmage Baierbo showed a sarcastic smile:
"The city of Kaleas was bombed, the Seven City Divine Magic Formation was destroyed, and all the magical power stored in the area was exhausted. As for the churches in the central territories - guess how many priests and bishops are from the families of local nobles?"
Gretel could understand this situation very well when he thought about the origins of the priests from the God of War Temple and the Spring Water Temple. He clapped his fingers:
"So the current situation is that the royal family can't contribute money or effort. The Holy See doesn't want to work for them in vain, and it can't mobilize so much strength. - By the way, does the teachings of the Glorious God Religion say 'I have to be loyal to you' 's king' or something like that?"
"It seems not?" Archmage Baierbo searched through his memory with difficulty:
"There is another sentence, which is probably 'let the Lord's things belong to the Lord, and let the king's things belong to the king'. In short, what the Glorious Holy See can do is probably to mediate, mediate, and work hard to mediate..."
Several people laughed together. Gretel scratched back and forth on the blanket, sketching the topography of Brolin's kingdom, and suddenly said "Wow":
"If the Capetian Kingdom becomes independent, the army that goes to fight the Netherlands will be separated from the mainland!"
"Yes, so they are in big trouble...I guess King Brolin is having a headache now, how to bring this team back...Whether it is letting the Cape Kingdom let them go, detouring to the Rhine Kingdom, or taking the sea route …”
No matter which way you go, it will be a huge problem. Gretel clicked his tongue. And if they can't reach an agreement, if they want to get the Cape Kingdom to provide them with supplies, it will be an even bigger trouble...
Just thinking about it, Grete felt that King Brolin's head must be so painful that it was about to burst. Well, maybe it could be cluster headache, migraine, tension headache, maybe trigeminal neuralgia or something, all at the same time?
"In short, the Cape Kingdom has declared its founding - after taking this step, it will not easily retreat." Archmage Baierbo looked at his junior brother with soft eyes:
"With it in the way, the Netherlands should be able to take advantage of the situation and establish a nation. Next, the mainland will be in chaos for a while, including how to distribute the fleet to the New World and how to divide the four major governorships. It will take several years. .”
"In a short period of time, the Glorious Holy See will not have time to trouble us. Whether it is the Kingdom of Kent or the New World——"
He cast his gaze far away in the direction of the sunset. Gretel followed him and looked to the west, muttering silently:
"Yes, New World...How is brother Lin En? No news for a long time..."
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I am also surprised that there is no such thing as "loyalty to the king" in Catholic doctrine... But considering that the Holy See can canonize kings, it doesn't seem to be surprising...