The chapter number of the previous chapter is misplanted again

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After a cursory dinner, I led Karanti around the city, introducing her surroundings as I ate and introduced.

However, as a caranti belief in God's blessings, Luvica did not follow this time, and it can be seen from this point that compared to the believers below, this Seraphic Angel cares more about how to sweep all the dishes of the day in an hour, by the way, although there is no upper limit on the amount of food, but because every time you eat delicious food, you will enter a state of intoxication, so the speed of eating has not been fast, and Ruvika's previous challenges have often failed due to time constraints.

With his hands in his pockets, he casually walked down the corridor, occasionally greeting the patrolling soldiers who happened to pass by.

"Lord God, are you following the path of the undead?"

Seen all the undead along the way, after saying goodbye to the new group of vampire patrols and watching the trio disappear at the end of the aisle, Caranti finally asked.

"No, if you really want to talk about it, I don't have a so-called belief system, compared to the so-called gods, in fact, my main job is the demon king, and as a demon leader, it's not a strange thing to have a large number of undead creatures under his command."

Because of the difference in height, I had to turn my head and bow my head at the same time to see Calanti's face, but surprisingly, the look on her face at this time was quite embarrassing.

"Lord God, although this is a bit inappropriate for me to say, do you know that if you put a light-type god and an undead creature together, even if that lord tries his best to suppress his own abilities, the aura it emits will still cause irreparable damage to the undead?" Calanti frowned, and brought up the case she had just witnessed, "Take the Banshee team I met before, as a paladin, I have fought against countless different types of undead creatures in the past, but looking through the memories, the Banshee in your castle is definitely the most disobedient undead I have ever seen in my career."

"The most disobedient?" The tone went up, and I repeated the words at the end of Calanti's sentence in confusion.

"Let me explain to you, although the differences between the two worlds must be taken into account, generally speaking, the overall characteristics of the races remain the same, and the banshees in your city have more skills than the original world I was in." Raising her fingers, Caranti followed me on her short legs, and said, "I just observed, the banshees in your city all have an aura of fear without exception, even if the effect is weak, but normally this should not be the ability that ordinary banshees should master, in my world, once the banshees in more remote areas have mastered the aura of fear, the church in a more remote area will even have to ask the big city to send a priest to deal with it, otherwise if only the local probationary knights are allowed to deal with it, it is likely to cause unnecessary casualties."

Well, because there are almost no opportunities for actual combat, my mastery of the combat ability of the army below is also quite lacking, and if Caranti didn't say it, I'm afraid I really didn't know that the fear aura was such a terrifying skill.

As long as the resources in hand are not taken to make a big deal, it is completely enough to upgrade the facilities inside the Demon King City for two rounds, and there are many independent buildings such as the Undead Library and the Necromantic Research Tower, whose function is nothing more than to add additional abilities to the newly recruited undead troops, like the fear aura just mentioned is the effect given by the Undead Library, because the amount of resources needed is not much, I haven't taken it to heart, so I apologize to the Undead Library here.

I'm so sorry I always looked down on you in the past.

"The strange place is not only that, for example, the virtual body transformation should not be a miscellaneous fish-level banshee, or it should be said that once the undead of the undead have mastered this skill, the threat level will at least increase by one stage, and the then dispatched raiding team must also be equipped with trackers who can still mark the location of the undead even if they turn into virtual bodies." Callanti seemed to remember something, and there was a slight sigh in his tone: "When I first became a priest, I participated in the crusade against the undead who had mastered the virtual body transformation skill, even if I used holy water to set up an isolation barrier, I couldn't stop its invasion, and in the ten-day war of attrition, once someone was alone, they would be attacked, it was like a local horror story, and in the end, everyone didn't even dare to stay alone in their own room, but chose to rest in the hall......

"What happened in the end?"

"Huh?" Caranti looked up at me with a face that was more immature than Beatrice's, like a junior elementary school student, and burst out laughing, "Of course, the incident was successfully resolved, but to put it bluntly, it was a task that should not have been handled by the probationary knights, and the high priests of the church have actually been hiding and protecting them."

Sure enough, it's different if there is an organization, a paladin like Diana, who was born in the wild, if he encounters this situation, he will directly receive a boxed lunch.

"Ah, but then again, you mentioned the disobedience in what you just said, right?" Thinking about the other party's previous remarks, I once again brought up the key point.

"That's right, the reason why I mention this is because it's clear that your undead have a huge amount of skills, but their ability values are beyond the unusually poor." Caranti raised his two hands, one hand comparing the number three, and the other hand with five fingers: "If you use numbers to compare the ability value, if the ability value of the Banshee in my original world is five, then the Banshee here is only three, such a huge gap is not something that can be mentioned in terms of regional differences, but it is not an exaggeration to call it two completely different species."

"Is this the irreversible damage you mentioned?"

Instead of denying it, Callanti nodded, "Considering the current state, this should be the most likely reason."

"And what advice do you have for that?" It would be absolutely deceitful to say that she didn't have any expectations of Caranti, after all, she was Luvica's golden finger and directly selected the captive talents regardless of the probability, and in terms of expectations, I at least hoped that she would be able to stand side by side with Beatrice, one in charge of internal affairs and the other in charge of military affairs.

Callanti said without hesitation: "The emergency response should be to set up a training ground, separate it from Lord Shenzhi, observe the recovery situation, then draw up a rehabilitation plan and arrange training, and then talk about the coordination of the troops and the run-in of the battle formation later."

"Then let's do it." I rubbed my chin and pretended to be worried: "It's not difficult to build a training ground for undead creatures, and it's just the right opportunity to let you make a public appearance, anyway, you are also a reserve cadre in Demon King City now, all in all, do a good job."

Reaching out to pat Karanti on the shoulder, but because of the height difference, the shoulder pat action turned into a shoulder press, facing this paladin who was shorter than Beatrice, he always felt that if he was on the street, he would be regarded as a suspicious person nine times out of ten, and he really had to think of a solution to this problem.

"By the way, Karanti, you mentioned that you are royal, right?"

"Yes, but I don't have the right to inherit it."

"Well, since it's royal, it's fine." I reached out and gestured over Calanti's head, so that she wouldn't be drowned in the crowd, so that she wouldn't be drowned in the crowd, let's make a 30-centimeter-high crown as a headdress. (To be continued.) )