Chapter 304: Plan
Being able to keep the conflict in a verbal manner may be due to the fact that both Hermia and the other party are trying to use reason to suppress their almost innate dislike for each other.
Curt felt that he should be glad that the two men who had the argument were both residents of Catrice, not antiques in the Dark Continent. Some people have said that they don't speculate for more than half a sentence, but if this happens between Gulnius and the Lamian snake race, it will be a fight.
Whether it is "poisonous snakes" or "descendants of mountain apes" and other slanders against each other's image, or roundabout sarcasm, they are all Cheng dù who can laugh at before this armed conflict.
However, there was no point in letting Hermia quarrel with the young Gulnius, so before Curt could speak, Calrota directly broke the atmosphere between the two. After he had spoken a few words to his young fellow in the language of Gulnius, the strong man left the room with a frown.
Before leaving, he did not forget to glare at Hermia viciously, and waved his arm slightly. Angry, he left the place as if to warn Hermia that if she dared to mess around in the clinic, then she should be prepared to be killed by him.
Curt felt Hermia tremble unconsciously as he left, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She may have been sarcastic about Gulnius for some reason, but she had no intention of letting the conflict erupt - just as young Gulnius did not want to provoke a poisonous snake.
The previous battle of words was an unsuccessful mutual test at best, and both Hermia and Carlotta were using it to test each other's attitudes. As for the result, although it is not peaceful, at least it has been known to both parties. The person on the other side doesn't care about the so-called tradition.
The hatred between the two races living in the Dark Continent has not improved in the slightest to this day. Conflicts and wars have plagued them for many years. But for those who came to the Dominion of Osattaria in search of a new life, it may not be too important.
They are all people who choose to be exposed to new things and leave the past. Among them, there are many people who are regarded as heretics or rebels by their compatriots. Perhaps life is more important now than these old things—and if it is for some purpose, it is not impossible to cooperate with former enemies.
What's more, there are some things that should be forgotten in the first place, always with the nightmare of the past, that will never see the light of day when the sun rises. Those who live on the fringes of civilization may not be able to keep up with the world because they attach too much importance to so-called traditions.
"Well, Leinster I want you to sue me now, and you're going to do this, no. What is this Lamia calling me for?"
Carl Rota loosened the joints of her shoulders and looked at Curt with those deep eyes, "As you know, I have no prejudice against them, but I can't quite allow someone who wants to poison my patient to stay here - unless she really needs to stay here. ”
Curt didn't need to say much, he knew very well that Curt would let Hermia come here, that is, he would need to use her abilities in the upcoming plan. After all, Hermia is also well-known in the old town of Katris, not only because of the strange potions, but also because of her ability to kill.
If it's just a medical or pharmaceutical issue. Then it's okay to let him come, and the Lamia snake race is more inclined to use toxins to solve various problems. With the help of the technology she possessed, he could probably imagine that the range was either to concoct some kind of highly toxic potion or to assassinate a target.
"Actually, I think you can probably guess some of it. Just let her study the main ingredients about something, and at the same time need to use your powers. However, Curt's answer was not, "I hope you can study it together." And try to restore a sample. ”
Perhaps in the opinion of most researchers, it is almost impossible to get Gulnius to work with the Lamian snake race. Because they are incompatible, they can fight each other at any time because of some small friction, and they will also involve everything around them in destruction.
Carl Rotta is not someone who doesn't know how to be flexible. Having lived for a long time, he has long looked down on the meaningless conflicts that arise from "traditional factors". He has always believed that Gulinius needed to change not only the circumstances of his life, but also the way he looked at the things around him.
So he didn't mind working with Hermia, and it was a commission from Curt, and it would be beneficial for him to get in touch with the technology of the Lamian snake race. In general, Curt had already taken into account the interests of all parties when he proposed the establishment of the building, which was his way of showing his sincerity.
Perhaps the Eyes of Sight had wreaked all havoc in the city, but perhaps a little safer than Sain Democra - for they were now almost completely powerless. If Sain Democra, who had already embarked on the plan, was a keg of ignited explosives, the Eye of Truth was at best a bunch of dismantled parts, and it was difficult to contact even the Ultramarines who were the controllers.
It's a good proposal, Carl Rota nodded, and was about to tell him his opinion, but was suddenly stopped by Curt's thrown look.
He looked at the woman lying on the bed and asked in a low voice, "Actually, I wanted to ask a question before I wanted to ask why you chose the Slots as your real objects? ”
The female archer had been talking to herself about most of what she knew, not caring about the two of them who were arguing from time to time. Most of what she provided was negative information about Sain Democra, and there was no shortage of a few words about him.
Curt's question interrupted her confession, and the female archer unconsciously raised her eyebrows, apparently displeased that she was interrupted in the middle of her sentence. But she didn't express her displeasure directly, just like when Hermia had asked her to drink the confession potion before, and she had no obvious ups and downs.
"You ask me, who do I ask? Is it difficult to ask Sain Democra? ”
She sighed suddenly, then looked to the ceiling, "It wasn't me who chose them, it was the madman who had chosen them - our research department had been sued by him since he arrived. I don't know what he did, but I'm afraid it had nothing to do with the black mud. ”
According to her, the Ultramarines based in the empire have not been very strict with them, and have basically taken a laissez-faire attitude. It was only after they had completely lost power that they gradually paid attention to subordinate branches like them in overseas colonies, and began to install their own men.
It was against this backdrop that Sain Democra, a sorcerer, came to the Eye of Truth, and his alien attitude made him an isolate within the Order. But he quickly repressed those who were also on the fringes and made them work for him.
Previously, most of the actions of the True Eye had been controlled by orders issued by the Ultramarine faction, and those who had handled the order documents were invariably "betrayed" in the chaos that erupted in the stronghold. Filthy black mud poured out of their bodies and became Sain Democra's men.
By the time she noticed that something was wrong, she was irreparable, and most of the people in the stronghold had either been manipulated by him with "sludge" or had been controlled by various means. Until the end, even she was chased by the monster he accused of and escaped from the stronghold.
The use of the Slots as a real medium began shortly before the order to concentrate on the Catrice Academy, which was also requested by Sein Democra.
He was probably the only one who succeeded in that operation – and the protective mechanism set up by Cruise François lived up to his name. She seemed to be recalling what had happened, but she seemed a little hesitant, "I heard the guy in the team mention afterwards that they were scattered by the academy guards shortly after the battle began, and he was the only one who came back unscathed. ”
Sain Democlave joined the attack, and succeeded in seizing an extremely important object in the Academy. She felt that this crazy mage had attacked the Academy for this purpose in the first place, because after the battle, he quickly sped up his research and used a facility beneath the Monastery of Wigginas to build the extremely complex Rubik's Cube.
Curt learned what happened next, and the golem researchers, who had been left out in the cold, built a giant rock colossus under the direction of Sain Democra. At the heart of the magic that drives the Rock Golem is the Rubik's Cube, which he creates and absorbs the lives of the Slots.
"Truth be told, he's a sorcerer, but he feels like a fanatic. ”
After pondering for a while, she said in a disdainful tone: "The Slots all have chaotic blood flowing in their bodies, and both blood and flesh have great power. Blood is the most advanced medium, especially the contaminated blood of the Slots, I remember him saying that. ”
Sain Democra's research touches on many areas, including, of course, the way in which the life force in the blood is transformed into magic through the guò ritual. So he applied this ritual to the Slots, and through the reverberation in his blood, he gave himself strength beyond ordinary people.
These may have been the result of his constant research, and he seemed to have come across something that had been considered taboo by sorcerers in the past and deliberately avoided. His power now surpasses that of anyone else in the Eye of True Sight, but it is only a tool to carry out his plan.
The crux of this plan may have to do with the blood of the Slots, and it is for this reason that he used the members of the True Eye to kill a large number of Slots. (To be continued......)