Volume II, Chapter 60: Background
Strangely, perhaps due to the peculiar stubbornness of fine women, Lady Quentin's greatest and only admiration for Augustine was not the young man's summoning of the "arrogant" god [St. Urban] For example, at 4 a.m. before arriving at the underground castle of Black Swan Lake, he began to pray every day, like that of an ascetic, which outsiders are destined to be invisible, and even if they see it with their own eyes, it may not be able to win substantial fame for the young dark giant, Madame Quentin can only understand the inertia of the seminary of Maidaiola for many years, and only then does she realize that Augustine is still the godson of Saint Ietta, and is on a par with the entire Holy SeeOne of the two official interpreters of the Teachings.
After the prayer, the sky was still dark, the dawn was far from coming, Queen Lori curled up in the corner of the carriage and fell asleep, Augustine re-covered the fallen blanket on the little girl, her eyes were warm, and Mrs. Quentin could be regarded as the most "close" relationship between the underground castle of Poet and him The character observes his many kinds of eyes up close, looking up at the depths of St. Urban in his slumber, the confidence when he flows beautiful words with a quills in his study, the indifference when he inspects the project in the Sheep's Horn Laboratory, and the cunning and calm when he deals with Archbishop Ram, but when he looks at the muse shaman, he is always serene, even when the little shaman who usurped the body and soul of Princess Plantagenet bites him, Lady Quentin who is sitting in the corner sighs softly and has mixed thoughts.
Madame Quentin gently looked at the Archon who was reading a theological book with her head down, and her mind couldn't help but think about the movement of the chariot Cosmo, the moment she handed over the secret inside information of Marceaushire, on the way she led Augustine to the Mississixi Arena, the second she was ordered to cut off the head of Viscount Heber, she was tied to this crazy carriage with a pitch black ahead, Cosmo compared to the three major institutions of the Inquisition, at first like a baby in the storm, until St. Urban's arrival, it settled down, the super-large magic circle of Black Swan Lake"God's Left Eye" is about to be completed, only the last Gemini and Aquarius remain, she is the first time to come into contact with an epic magic array of this scale, I don't know how much energy it contains, but I believe it is destined to surpass [Skadi's Soul Elegy] Above, the 90 knights who are privately called the Knights of Hard Labor are not worth mentioning even in her eyes, its growth is obviously negligible, it is just a group of labor that is slightly more useful than inferior slaves, and the deputy head Fili has shown unsatisfactory potential, but Lady Quentin feels that the practical and shrewd Augustine will not have the luxury of expecting this high-level cannon fodder who has just advanced to a level 5 knight to play an important strategic role.
The only thing that is valuable is the "horn" , Chief Research Officer Miss Philip's Sayuri Laboratory, the Rose Laboratory of Assistant Professor Paranoid Kim, and the Rose Laboratory under Professor Shirley, who was not lightly stimulated, this horn broken from the ewe, under the oppression of the cruel end elimination system, burst out with an amazing impact, except for the high-level skeleton knights who have been put into actual combat, 9 mature skeleton knights close to level 10 have been produced one after another, perhaps the level is not as good as the first three puppets created by the corpses of precious knights, but it is said that the latter is more perfect in the most important soul filling link, and Mrs. Quentin has a sense of absurdity as long as she thinks of the existence of an unknown army of undead in Brother ShineWhat a shocking scene it would be when the hostile people outside saw the undead legion burrowing out of the ground? Moreover, this puppet team is not only a skeleton knight, but also a new species of "Great Witch", which is simply the necromantic version of knight + mage, the most common ten classic combinations, and the most golden combination.
During her years in the Papal Chamber, Madame Quentin also played the role of a researcher, and understood that in addition to the greatest enemy of theology, "magic", there was also an unknown opponent, "science", and Cosmo was more similar to the Papal Chamber in this respect. As for the embryonic girl mage group, Mrs. Quentin is not optimistic about it for the time being, but Augustine has revealed that the mage team will be expanded to 300 people, and the specific understanding is to fill the entire 4th floor underground castle, and he said that he is willing to spend 10 years to perfect this task, so Rotonchild's female concubine from the knight Hera Bolseforler has recently begun to be summoned by him to the Lolita slave market to pick out the children she thinks are worth investing in, Augustine mentioned that Hera has an inexplicable mysterious intuition in hera, which makes Lady Quentin admit that she is indeed a little jealous。
Lady Quentin couldn't help but glance at the sleeping little guy next to Augustine, this female shaman who was also shrouded in unknown shadows, in Lady Quentin's opinion, was the most powerful existence in the underground castle of Stangdo, second only to St. Urban, no, simple strength is no longer enough to describe her, she is simply a pervert, whether it is the Holy Empire or the Plantagenet Dynasty, who can raise two golden subspecies as small pets? The most damn thing is that these two "small" pets are now 15 meters long, mature 8th order, and the next step is comparable to a dragon. Hearing that Augustine is a neurotic who has cultivated all 9 main professions, and Augustine confesses that he is just chasing his personal butler, Lady Quentin looks at the little Lori who sleeps peacefully, beautiful and delicate like the most perfect puppet doll, but behind the innocent mask hides the demon's mind and strength. Lady Quentin was suddenly a little discouraged, because she realized that even if she was a level 13 Irish necromancer and a level 9 assassin, the closest thing to the archon who majored in the Knight Source [Saints] might always be the real Lori, who was older than anyone else.
"Has anyone ever complimented you on your cuteness when you think about things?" Augustine, who was reading a book in the evening, looked up and chuckled, thinking about it, he had never treated this sister he knew from the Champs-Elysée antique shop with a word of sincere praise except for a spanking of oil and a merciless heads-up. As for his gushing aristocratic praise when the two started an epic war, the credibility is too low to count.
Lady Quentin seemed to blush in the night and turned her face.
"Can you tell me what you were thinking just now?" Augustine said softly, closing the book, chatting with the ladies and noblewomen, maintaining a focused gaze and a serious posture, which is the good upbringing of the Rotonchild family for hundreds of years.
"How long will order last?" muttered Lady Quentin.
"At least we can hold out until the day when the Big Three personally descend on Black Swan Lake. Augustine gave the answer.
"I've heard that in St. John's Cathedral, the dark giant of the 'ewe' is the only big man who has shown affection for you. Madame Quentin said softly, "The Mother of the Ewes" Haeki, a woman who was feared in the papal chambers, such as the female rattlesnake who showed her deformed and dark "sexual interest", who was as proud and conceited as the disciple of St. Givenchy, and recognized that the most powerful old woman in the Vatrentif, Hahime, was a woman she could not surpass for the time being.
"Favor?" Augustine shook his head with a smile, "The Sacred Spear of the Big Three disdains me, the Teutonic priests have an ambiguous attitude because I was a member of the Night's Watch, not to mention hatred or closeness, only Lord Haihime is the clear enemy who wants to refine me into a puppet, in fact, the day before the meeting at St. John's Cathedral, the ewe launched a wave of powerful assassinations against me, her fellow in the plane is unreasonable." What's more, the wisdom of your head has always been inversely proportional to the weight of your chest, which should be even more incomprehensible. ”
Lady Quentin was accustomed to his blow and taunt, and was indifferent, outwardly so, but inwardly unknown.
She asked, "Then why is she willing to give you the horns?"
Augustine said sarcastically, "It's just a boring little game of Lord Haihime, like putting a little wandering base metal or dirty element in a paladin's body, and the knight needs to dig it up himself, Lady Quentin, you wouldn't be naïve enough to think that the horns are a bunch of research freaks with a high loyalty index, right?"
Lady Quentin snorted coldly.
After Augustine finished taunting Mrs. Quentin, he immediately laughed at himself: "The traitor hidden in the depths of the sheep's horns may be the Philip researcher who has always stood on the opposite side of Lord Haihime, maybe the former Black Sheep henchman Professor Shirley, or the assistant teacher Kim who was promoted by me in obscurity, there is also a chance that some characters with hidden strength, maybe one day, he or they will stab a knife in the back, how about it, isn't this game of finding the Silence Lambs interesting?"
Mrs. Quentin shook her head and smiled wryly, speechless. Aristocratic games have always been hated by her, which is one of the reasons why she chose to enter the scientific and technological academy of the Papal Hall at a young age rather than marry a man of the same nobility.
Augustine picked up the theological book again, and Mrs. Quentin was very amuseful not to interrupt his reading.
After dawn, the carriage entered the Black Swan Lake, Augustine deliberately got out of the car to check the magic array that was about to be completed, the poor Knights of Laborer were spurred to be construction laborers almost day and night, fortunately every day had the opportunity to contact with a group of young and beautiful girls, this may be the biggest benefit, Hera, who was originally supervising the work during this period, was not present, because he rushed to the Lolita slave market in Alpha City to select slave children to fill the mage team, Augustine said that he did not have a bad habit of rotting Caesar's gold coins in the storage room of the underground castle, Hera spent more money on a dark project in addition to spending a small amount of money to screen future mages, Intermediate knights who buy for sheep's horns as experimental materials, even in Lolita, the largest slave market in the middle of the empire, high-grade knights are rare, fortunately, one of the bosses of Clockwork Orange, the city lord Count Marseille, shows enough respect for Cosmo and gives Hera good privileges, Hera will wear a cloak every time she goes to Alpha City to "shop", and then bring Sayuri or Witch, after all, her identity is sensitive, and it is difficult to guarantee that no big family will be tempted by the identity of "Daughter of Zeus".
Agatha is still the girl who dares to greet Augustine every time she sees her, she is like the leader of the Girl Mage Regiment, the arrogant and detached Juliet can no longer compete with her for the leadership position, and as for Jane, who is shy and introverted and has no outstanding performance, she cannot be compared with Agatha, who is mature in mind.
"Handsome and kind Archon, may I call you that?" said Agatha with a bright smile, standing in front of Augustine with no stage fright.
Handsome? If Augustine does not wear a humble clergyman's robe and changes to a noble dress, it is indeed quite in line with the aesthetics of an aristocratic lady.
The greatest butcher of the contemporary Night's Watch, the red-gloved executioner, seems to be at odds.
Augustine smiled and nodded, as if he didn't mind the girl's slightly over-the-top toution.