"Oh, I see. Go to prepare the carriage, and then go to Stormhaven for the evening. Charles replied calmly.

"Yes, young master."

The guard complied, turned and left the room.

After he left, Charles looked at Warner and continued his previous words: "Now it is mainly a few research directions such as source medicine, totem construction, and fairy beans...... Especially the source medicine, this thing is far stronger than the effect of totem construction. ”

"That's true, the first-level source medicine can allow ordinary people to have a strength comparable to that of a school-level martial artist, while the second-level source medicine is equivalent to an evolutionary body, surpassing a general-level martial artist. It's a pity that there is no specific research clue for tertiary source drugs, and ultimate evolution is a difficulty after all. Warner sighed.

"Don't be too anxious, we still have time. I think you should do more research on the Radiation Monster. These things are all natural evolution under the influence of the source force, and they have a stronger research effect than totemic creatures. Charles suggested.

"An order has been issued for the members of the Order to go hunting. To tell you the truth, the source religion you founded is really very useful, and it seems to be more complete than the religious model of the true God religion. Warner looked at him curiously.

"It's nothing, it's a merit-based one."

Charles waved his hand, not complacent, after all, the establishment of the Source Sect was almost a copy of the religion of the previous life, so that he finally made a copyist.

When he was in college, he took a religious class because of all kinds of fantasy bewitchments.

Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous elective course made him handy in the other world, and single-handedly created a religion with parasitic crickets as the core, the magic net as the spiritual inducement, and the source of all things as the faith, so that people can live and work in peace and contentment.

As a person who is determined to establish a strong and unparalleled overlord force, Charles naturally deeply understands the benefits of ****.

It has been proven countless times in medieval Europe that believers have waged wars for the sake of their faith, suffered heavy casualties and fearlessly, and even returned to heaven after death as the highest honor!

Parasitic crickets and magic nets, these two means perfectly ensure the loyalty of believers, and there is no need to worry about betrayal or anything, just need to develop wantonly.

Of course, this was just a transition, and Charles didn't feel like a god or anything.

What he pursued was to build a truly high civilization, and at that time, the source religion would be completely abandoned and become the talk of people's small talk.

Even if people worship them as gods, they only have a lifespan of one or two hundred years, should this kind of god be pitiful or pitiful?

When he saw that Charles was about to go out, Warner asked, "The city lord is looking for you, it should be that the previous nobles have been brain dead, right?" ”

"I guess so, but it's not excluded that someone is aware of the connection between the Source Sect and us." Charles's expression did not fluctuate, and even a faint smile appeared, "It just so happens that those guys are also coming over, let's solve it together." Give them a month, it's enough! ”

"Farnshire, there can only be one voice!"

"Do you need me to come along?" That's all Warner asked.

"No, you can stay here and continue your research."

"Okay." Warner nodded, and turned and stepped into the lab beneath the manor.

After so many days of getting along, he also learned about many hole cards of Charles, so he naturally didn't have to worry about the safety of the other party......

Half an hour later, a carriage drove out of the manor, embroidered with a large lilac petal, which was the symbol of the city lord's family, the purple dew grass.

It is a flower that resembles a phalaenopsis orchid, and when the leaves are falling in autumn, the flowers are beautiful all over the mountains.

The one who came to pass the word was a man with a feminine appearance, and Charles was silent all the way, without any intention of asking, and the other party also didn't say a word, so he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion in silence.

"Master Charles, please come with me." The man led the way through the tall and majestic gates of the City Lord's Mansion.

The castle lord's mansion is similar in shape to a European castle, with a ten-meter-high wall, a heavy gate cast of steel, a pointed dome, and a silver-gray color, on which some statues of birds and beasts are installed.

After passing through the gate, there is a long corridor that leads into the open-air garden.

Then, Charles came to a large and bright room, in which many people were already looking at him with hostile eyes.

A moment later, a short and stocky middle-aged man strode in, dressed in a gorgeous silver robe with purple patterns, and holding a silver-white scepter in his hand, and walked directly to the main seat.

"Lord of the Castle!" Many people in the hall saluted respectfully.

Charles then bowed slightly, then looked up at the other.

I saw that he was forty years old, with a round beer belly, and his face was also round, and he felt like he was fat into a ball, which looked a little funny.

If it weren't for sitting on the throne, Charles would probably have thought of him as an ordinary uncle.

"Sit down, say whatever you want." The city lord waved his hand, and there was no prestige.

The group sat down at the round table in the center of the hall.

It was clear that everyone else was targeting Charles, mostly sitting across from him, and the closest being two seats away from him.

Charles's face did not change, and he even wanted to laugh.

"Charles Mesterling, the heir of the Maestryn family, and five nobles, including Milwyn and Ritter, jointly reported you that you had poisoned their heirs and family heads, causing them to fall unconscious. What do you say about this? Charles, the lord of the city, knocked on the table and said unhurriedly.

He is not a life spirit master, just an ordinary person, but to be able to become the top administrator of such a huge area as Farn County, he obviously has a very strong ability.

"I'm sorry, it's not me, I don't even know about this, please don't slander me at will, otherwise it's hostility to the Mesterling family!" Charles replied forcefully.

The head of the Milwin family suddenly stood up, pointed at him and said angrily: "Earlier, you instructed your subordinates to brutally cripple my nephew Todd, and now you still want to pretend that you don't know?" ”

The Todd he was referring to was a member of the Milwyn family, who had previously managed the gold mines, but was crippled and thrown out by Marcus and never recovered.

"Oh, forcibly usurping our family's inheritance, if you are serious, crippling him is already considered for your sake. Otherwise, according to the law of the nobility, I should cut off his head and send it to you. Charles squinted his eyes and spoke of threat in a calm tone.

The other party was so angry that his face trembled, and he said angrily: "Bastard......"

However, when he looked at the blue eyes that were as clear and calm as a lake, he instantly felt a fear from his soul, as if it was a monster capable of eating people!

"Lord Viscount, please don't forget, although the Mesterling family is weak, they will never allow others to slander like this!" Charles said loudly and looked around, and a group of people looked away, not daring to look at him at all.

He suddenly felt a little funny, the behavior of this group of people seemed to him as childish as a child's house.

What a bunch of poor worms, who don't even know how powerful their opponents are, so they kill themselves like moths to fire!