Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2258: The King of Puppets (9)

Chapter 2258 The King of Puppets (nine)

About two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Necromancy?" In the waiting room of the mercenary union, the steward in charge of arranging the hiring of mercenaries with Arthur dragged his cheeks and said, "It's really troublesome, to have to deal with that kind of demon. Dealing with outsiders."

"No matter what, the task of eliminating the [Bone Collector] thieves group remains the same." Arthur said calmly: "I just got the news, I just came back to tell you guys, and please let me know the arrangements for the afternoon. The [Crescent Moon Mercenary Group] we met. I don't want to hide this from them. Let them know in advance what kind of dangerous work they are going to perform, and let them decide whether to take this task or not. ."

"You don't have to worry about that, Mr. Aslan." The steward smiled lightly and replied, "The mercenaries of the New Moon Mercenary Corps are professionals, and they won't back down because of a mere group of undead. Don't dare to take this quest. Of course, the strength of the enemy is different from what was expected before, and they may plan to charge more for it. You can negotiate the terms after you meet."

"Really. It's really reassuring." Arthur snorted. According to this steward's tone, maybe the new moon mercenary group is really strong and won't back down because of the "mere necromancer". Of course, Arthur still knows how strong this mercenary group is, otherwise he would not deliberately hire this group of mercenaries.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the hall of the mercenary union, and Arthur seemed to be able to hear someone cheering.

"What's going on outside?" he asked. Normally, the hall of the mercenary union is not a very quiet place. People who come and go here, whether they are employers or those vulgar and warlike mercenaries, are not the type who can hold their temperament and speak in a low voice. . But the loud noise just now was a bit louder than usual, it should be said to be an extraordinary noise.

"It should be those famous mercenary groups that have successfully completed their dangerous missions and returned." The steward replied: "Most of the mercenaries in the union are very familiar with them, and some people have returned from dangerous missions alive, as usual. There will be cheers. The bigger and more dangerous the mission the returnees have performed, the louder the cheers will be from others."

"I see." Arthur absently said, "It's like a family."

"Laughing." The steward smiled embarrassedly: "Do you want to go out and have a look, Mr. Aslan? Maybe it's the [Crescent Moon Mercenary Group] you plan to hire who just came back from the mission? That way? If so, we can arrange for you to meet right away."

"No. Let them rest." Arthur thought that the other party had just returned from a very dangerous mission, and he might even be covered in blood and scars. He should be careful not to disturb these triumphant return Heroes, let them enjoy the joy of victory and rest. It is more etiquette to wait until the appointed time to have an interview with the [Crescent Moon Mercenary Group].

"You're right, Mr. Aslan. That's fine too." After the steward tested Arthur, he immediately stood up from the table: "Then, I should also arrange for your meeting with the mercenaries. I'll be right back here."

Arthur doesn't have to guess what the concept of "immediately" he is talking about. It was agreed that the interview was in the afternoon, and it was only after two o'clock in the afternoon. Arthur estimated that he would have to wait for a few hours. Waiting here for hours is a pain, but even if you don't wait here, Arthur and the others have nowhere to go.

"What are you doing?" The King of Knights turned to look at Verne, who was sitting beside him fiddling with something. That kid seems to be processing things like crossbow arrows and is busy.

"Apply holy water to the crossbow." Verne replied rightly, "The next thing to deal with is some undead, isn't it? Of course, to deal with the undead, you must use holy water."

"What you call holy water is what's in that little bottle?" Arthur glanced at the silver bottle that Verne was holding in the other hand. That kid used a cloth to absorb the colorless and transparent liquid from the bottle, and then smeared it on the arrowhead of the black iron crossbow. Arthur couldn't feel any magic in the liquid in the bottle, it seemed to be just water. Although the bottle is also a carved silver bottle with decent workmanship, it is nothing more than that, and it also does not have the slightest magic. Does this kind of thing work on arrows?

"It should be useful for the time being." Verne stuck his tongue out and said, "This was given to me by the Cardinal of the Vatican when he came to consecrate... um, given to Hillan. The holy water bottle of Duke Te. The bishop ordered that once you get sick, pour boiled water into this holy water bottle, and drink the cold and holy water after half a day, and the disease will be cured naturally. I have tried it and it is true It works."

"Ah, of course, there are silver ions in the bottle, and that thing sterilizes..." Arthur blurted out just about to explain, but suddenly thought that the technology and even the medical level of this era are very backward. I don't know if the bacteria and viruses are doing it, thinking that the sickness is caused by demons or supernatural forces. Explaining the principle of silver ion sterilization and healing to people of this era is not playing the piano to the cow, no matter how they explain it, it is absolutely impossible for them to understand.

"Uh, what did you want to say?" Verne asked after seeing Arthur's pause.

"I just said that the potency of the holy water in your bottle is too weak to work at all." Arthur was too lazy to explain, and simply solved the problem with his actions: "Bring the bottle, I can help you with the holy water. Prepare a little."

"...This is a very expensive bottle given by the cardinal? Don't break it?" Verne was skeptical, but handed the silver bottle to Arthur.

"By the way, help me see the wind, don't let people come in from outside or peek at it." Arthur added.

The kid simply ran to the door and blocked it with his butt.

"Huh~~~" Bedivere yawned, of course not because he was sleepy, but because he was signaling Arthur, because he was the one who was really letting out the wind----- -He uses his beastly sensitive hearing and intuition to monitor whether anyone passes by outside the door. His yawn means that no one is eavesdropping outside the door, and no one is eavesdropping on Arthur's every move even within this area, and the King of Knights can boldly do what he wants to do.

"Very good." Arthur pulled the Seraph's holy sword out of its sheath, letting its light blade shine brightly in the room. Of course, this light just flashed by, since it is a light blade, the output can be controlled, and the output of the Seraph holy sword is still controlled by Arthur's thoughts (brain waves), which should have been the size of a long sword and the length of the light blade, soon shrinking to be shorter than a dagger and thinner than the tip of a needle.

"Oh." Verne had seen the Seraph Sacred Sword before, and at that time thought it was incredible. Now that he saw that Arthur could change the size of the blade made up of the light of the holy sword at will, it was even more incredible.

But Arthur made a "shh" to keep the kid from exclaiming too much. At the same time, he also put the reduced light blade into the silver bottle.

He could vaguely hear the water in the bottle boiling, but the boiling wasn't particularly violent, since Arthur had minimized the output of the light blade. At the same time, the light blade of the holy sword itself is enchanted with [Holy], and [Holy] has great lethal power to the demons. Magic is transitive. If the light blade is immersed in the bottle like this, a small part of the enchantment will indeed penetrate into the water, so that the water in the silver bottle also has a faint [Holy] attached to it. Arthur didn't expect this kind of sacred "holy water" to play a big role in actual combat, but it was enough to fool this kid with this.

"Here, this is the enhanced version of holy water." After finishing, Arthur handed the bottle back to Verne.

"Wow, amazing." Verne glanced at the silver bottle, and the "holy water" inside was emitting a faint white light, which was indeed a little different from the original transparent and colorless holy water.

"Hey, don't drink it in your stomach!" Arthur saw the naughty kid pick up the bottle and wanted to taste the holy water, and immediately stopped him: "This is not for drinking, it will hurt your stomach!"

"Cut..." Even though Arthur stopped him, Verne still looked at the holy water in the bottle reluctantly.

"Don't drink it, it's not a joke." Arthur gave the kid a white look: "A blessing that is too powerful is like a poison, which can kill people."

He wasn't talking about it. Although people of this era would never understand, Arthur enchanted the water with [Holy], which also means that the photon concentration in the water is much higher than that of ordinary boiled water. Humans drink a liquid with too high a concentration of photons all at once, and the internal organs may become petrified, but it can really kill people.

After being repeatedly warned not to drink holy water, Verne gave up this stupid idea and again used the cloth to dip the holy water in the bottle and smeared the holy water on the arrowheads of the crossbow. This time, there was an almost imperceptible glimmer of light attached to the arrowhead of the crossbow. Although it is extremely faint, it is impossible to see it without looking carefully, but the light does exist, which means that there is indeed a very weak [Holy] enchantment attached to the arrowhead of the crossbow.

I don't know how useful this arrow is, but it's better than nothing. In this way, that brat Verne can at least shoot arrows at the back of the camp with peace of mind?

"It's not enough." Just after applying "holy water" to thirty crossbow bolts and using up all the holy water in the bottle, Verne seemed to have some ideas, reached out and asked Arthur again: "Make more Some. I want to apply holy water to the dagger next to me."

"Trust me, you're not going to need that." Arthur sighed, the kid getting a little annoying: "Beddie will take out the enemy before they come close to threatening you."

"What if the big dog doesn't have time to rescue me?" Verne just didn't give up.

"Tsk." Arthur sighed again: "No need to apply holy water, take this. It's a hundred times better than your dagger."

He didn't apply holy water to the small dagger that Verne was beside him~IndoMTL.com~ Instead, he took a throwing knife from his shoulder strap and stuffed it into the kid. It was given to him by Zuster, the demon-breaking flying knife for vampire hunters. It is one of the demon-repelling weapons that is well forged and has indeed been blessed by the divine. The number of flying knives is limited and very precious. Arthur finishes every battle. They will seriously clean the battlefield and recover the flying knives.

"Wow!" Seeing the well-forged demon-breaking flying knife with a cold glow, Verne also knew that it was not comparable to ordinary weapons, and immediately accepted it: "Thank you! This is really cool! "

"Just don't lose it. There is no substitute for this thing in the world. If you lose one, you will lose one." Arthur said, although he used this to lose in actual combat...

"Hmm, I understand, thank you." Verne played with the magic-breaking flying knife as if he had received a new toy. Although the flying knife was said to be a flying knife, the handle was specially made to be extra short so that the It's good for throwing, but it's not bad to actually swing it like a dagger, especially for a kid with a small palm like Verne.

While Verne was fumbling with his new toy, there was a series of heavy footsteps outside the door.

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