It seems that I am more important.
Hitzfeld was very pleased with this.
It turns out that I have been too cautious about some things... This should be because I have never mastered this level of power or authority before, and have not yet adapted to the change in my identity.
Yes, I am the Lord of Mystery now.
Just do whatever you want.
Anyway, I'm using someone else's username.
……
"Ah!"
At Posa Mansion, Hasim sneezed while lying on the bed.
She was under house arrest. Of course, she couldn't do anything if she wasn't under house arrest, because it rained heavily last night and she was so engrossed in reading a picture book that she forgot to close the window, and the strong wind caught a cold.
Madeline was forced to move in to look after her, and meals were delivered by a specialist.
After Xia Yibing came back, she took a quick look at the situation here, told Madeline to get some rest as well, and went upstairs to talk to Shana.
She had a feeling that the woman was not easy to deal with, and she would have to use some shady tactics.
If using dirty tricks still doesn't work, then you can only climb to the top of the tree when no one is around and see if you can find anything.
On the other side, Hitzfeld had already walked into the alchemy laboratory with the invitation and read the contents carefully.
Nothing special, just an invitation.
Everything that cannot be said explicitly is outside the letter and is within the identities and positions of both parties. This may be why the other party is so polite.
Hitzfeld thought about it and felt that he should indeed go and see the Governor.
Don't forget that the Mechanical Kingdom also has a plan to assassinate the Human King... Regardless of whether she agrees to those people or not, she must at least have an understanding of the current Human King.
We cannot use our past impressions of Xina to define the Human King.
People will change, just like myself when I met Sina at that time - who could have thought at that time that Hitzfeld would have the opportunity to become the Lord of Mystery?
But before that she had other things to do.
Several hours of studying notes and preparing potions were spent to give Black Owl's body time to recover.
Feeling that Big Bird had almost recovered, Hitzfeld put down his work, lit some incense, lay down, and fell asleep naturally.
……
When I opened my eyes, a new cabin came into view.
It can’t be said to be new... She should have seen this place before, yes... She had seen the cabins where everyone on the ship lived at least once, so she gradually remembered that this should be Cybertron’s room, where she lived.
He flapped his wings and looked around, and found that the black owl was not in the cage, but was placed freely on the railing of the second-floor bed.
Was this where Torres lived before?
They sleep in separate rooms now, and their relationship has deteriorated seriously.
"Good morning, Black Owl."
After washing up, Cybertrooper pushed the door open and greeted him out of habit.
Hitzfeld felt that he couldn't be as rude as Black Owl, so he replied, "Good morning, sister."
Cybot nodded at her and walked over as if nothing had happened.
Then she quickly stepped back and stared with a pair of pink eyes: "You you you you...Aisun?"
"it's me."
"Have you rested?"
"It's rested."
"I..." Saibot stuttered a little, "Should I... go find Ethan and the others now?"
"Don't be impatient." Hitzfeld raised a wing to stop her, "Don't be impatient, Cybertron... I have something to ask you."
"Oh...oh? What's the matter..."
"Have you and Torres been using blood spirit magic to communicate with the White Shadow Palace since you set out?"
"Huh? How did Aisuen know that... Oh, I see. It was Leon who told me that!"
"Don't worry about why I know." Hitzfeld interrupted her, "Tell me, what did you send over there?"
"Some simple information?" Cybert spread his hands.
"You know about blood spirit arts, so you should know how harsh the conditions are for its use, right? We can only convey a few words in a short period of time after paying such a painful price. In addition, life at sea is so boring, so we don't have much to say."
"What about Ivanria?"
"That one is quite detailed, because it involves the floating city and the undead fleet - to put it bluntly, it would be worth it if we died there."
"What is the attitude of the White Shadow Palace?"
"I did not understand."
"Let me ask you another question - can you confirm who is contacting you over there?"
"No!" This time Cybertrooper was very straightforward.
"Why? Blood Spirit Technique is about changing skins, right? Who changed skins with you? How come you don't know?"
"I really don't know." Saibot was also helpless. "After all, this is... a top-secret operation! We were blindfolded during the operation, and they didn't even make a sound of talking. There is no way to make a precise guess."
"So you can still guess, right?"
"Aisun..." Saibot curled his lips, "I don't think I'm your prisoner."
"It's important."
The North Wind Sea Eagle said in a muffled voice.
"Just think of it as a favor for me, between friends."
"Well..." The nun shrugged her shoulders, "The only thing I can tell you is that Torres and I both suspect that the other is a member of the cult."
"Is it the Cult? Isn't it the White Shadow Palace?"
"Isn't the Cult the White Shadow Palace?" Cybert asked curiously, "All information should be gathered there, there is no difference."
"Where is the Holy Slate now?"
"..." Cybert frowned, tilted his head back and said nothing.
"If I hadn't found the eight stone tablets, I would definitely not ask this question." Hitzfeld said, "But now - there are eight more equally valuable things. Do you really think the one in your hand is important?"
"...In our hands, Aisuen, really, don't ask..."
"Protect well?"
"……very good."
"Really."
"real."
"Have you seen it?"
"I've seen it."
"Have you learned all the spells above?"
"No, how did you-"
The nun covered her mouth and looked at the big bird above in shock and anger.
The big bird tilted its head, and the curve of its beak seemed to be mocking.
Chapter 151: Rebirth of the Tree King
In the information provided by Leon, the two mechanical apostles he had come into contact with, named "Dairy" and "Rose", called the Holy Slate the "Glorious Slate".
But based on the exploration and analysis of the Knights' Tomb, especially the fact that Sarah could master Blood Spirit Art, an old art that should have been extinct, these evidences have always made Hitzfeld suspicious, that is, the Holy Stone Slab is not only a tombstone that seals the corpses of the Nine Knights, but also has a recording function.
There may be part of the inscription engraved on each stone slab. These inscriptions may be the last ones engraved by the Imar family before leaving the tomb. They are equivalent to the results of their research on blood source and blood power.
From this perspective, the types of spells on the slate may be more complete than what the Blood and Bone Mage can master.
"This isn't really a shameful secret." Hitzfeld didn't understand why Cybertron was making such a fuss about this. "We've already accumulated so much information, do you think I can't guess it?"
"Of course I—" Cybertron began to hesitate again, "But after all... your guess is different from what I say!"
"Then consider it my guess."
"Aisun! You really deserve a beating!" Cybert puffed up his cheeks and sat on the bed, staring at the big bird on it. "...Anyway, if I have a chance to report on my work, you have to keep it a secret for me! This is a matter of principle! Otherwise, my five years of work will be in vain!"
Dream demons are very tolerant of most things, but they are much more stingy with time than ordinary people. This is not their nature, but their lifespan is shorter than that of ordinary people.
There was naturally nothing wrong with Hitzfeld agreeing to it, but she said there were conditions, which was that Cybertron needed to provide more detailed information about the Holy Stone Tablet and Blood Spirit Technique.
"What can I say?" The pink-haired nun lazily leaned against the pillar, stroking her hair with both hands. "Indeed... As you imagined, there are many strange spells engraved on the stone slabs. Most of these spells are beyond the reach of normal people. Only a very small number of people, after paying some price, are finally granted to a group of people selected by the cult."
"Golden Knight?"
"The Golden Knights are indeed the most qualified... because they are strong-willed and physically strong, that little price is nothing to them."
"So Sarah has been studying the secrets on the stone tablet since Mar-Bakinsa brought it back a long time ago?"
"That's it."
"It's a bit strange... Does it also include the legendary 'golden flint'?"
Golden flint powder, and it seems there is also silver flint powder. Although these things are called "flint powder", they are very different from real flint powder. They are extremely special materials and fuels. Whether used for lighting or driving the knights' power armor, they have excellent effects. It is a precious specialty unique to the Mechanical Sun Cult.
The first time I heard about this thing was from Frick. Frick said he could only tell them that this thing existed, and the subsequent details were confidential.
Looking at it now, the output or preparation method of golden flint and blood spirit technique do not seem to be in the same system, and the styles of the two are very different.
"That's right." Saibot confirmed, "They have been studying the stone tablet for many years... There has always been a guess that there are actually two types of inscriptions on the stone tablet. The first type is that the stone tablet originally existed, and the second type is that someone carved it later."
"The former is related to golden flint, and the latter is related to blood spirit magic?"
"Yes."
Therefore, the name "Glorious Slate" makes sense... These slates may have originally recorded some "divine arts", and because of the remaining power of God, they were used to suppress the tombs in the first place.
Hitzfeld's mind raced, and he guessed that the descendants of Imar were also afraid that both branches would be extinct, so they copied the flesh and blood spell as well.
After all, this is also one of the ways to resist evil. Although it doesn't look like the justice camp at all, I can't care so much at that time.
After asking a few more questions and making sure there was nothing left to dig in Cybertrooper, Hitzfeld turned to private topics: "Why did you and Torres quarrel?"
She got angry when talking about this nun, and told her with a roll of her eyes that it was because the other party complained that the sandwiches she made were too unpalatable.
A slice of bread... All the ingredients should be ready, right?
Hitzfeld couldn't understand how such fast food could be so unpalatable until Sebot proudly told her that he had spread five layers of sweet cucumber sauce on it.
“…” Hitzfeld decided to stay away from the food she cooked in the future.
Next it was time to find Ethan. She jumped onto the nun's shoulders, in return for a "a bit heavy" remark, and chatted all the way to the control room, where she saw Ethan and Tenney chatting inside.
Before Tenny could turn around, he saw Cybertrooper carrying Black Owl in, and he leaned back in his chair, wondering.
Ethan reacted much faster. He jumped up, his eyes shining: "Is it... Hitzfeld?"
"it's me."
"Great, we are all ready here, now we just need you to supervise the implementation."
After the introduction, Hitzfeld had a general understanding of the progress here.
After her last departure, the crew of the Pierre became motivated again. They used every method they could think of to survey the shallow waters of the beach where they were docked, and picked out three areas with potentially thinner sand and gravel barriers.
"This is the diagram drawn by His Highness."
The scene changed, and everyone gathered in the restaurant. Ethan spread out a huge floor plan and showed it to her.
"The structure of this island is very strange. It is a land that bulges in the middle. All around the island, whether it is the top, the sides or the bottom of the water, there is a solid stone wall blocking it. So the description of 'teapot' is very appropriate. This place is like a 'teapot', and this island is the base of the 'teapot' that is arched upwards."
"Where are those three places?"
"Here, and this and this."
