Chapter 502: New melons always come unexpectedly

Just when the combat power of the major good churches spread all over the continent and was busy fighting fires everywhere, Tesla's School of Magic and Marino's Collar presented a completely different scene from the increasingly chaotic situation outside.

As a small principality with only 100,000 people, almost all of Marino revolve around the thousands of people in the Academy.

Come to think of it, there are 3,000 people in this crash course alone. Most of them are civilian children with slightly poor qualifications, and they are not qualified to be public scholarship students or even assistants for Wren. Because of the needs of the situation, the kings and nobles of various countries gritted their teeth and paid a large sum of money to Wren.

As a result, these thousands of people enjoy at least knight-level treatment.

Due to the large number of people, the Duchy of Marino had to import a large amount of ingredients to places such as La Mancho next door, which in turn boosted consumption in the surrounding area.

The nobles of various countries have the duty to guard the land and cannot leave without permission, which does not mean that they cannot give away their heirs. This has become that on the one hand, the big nobles themselves and their sons-in-law stay in the territory, and on the other hand, they find a way to give money to stuff their own children who have no magical talent into Rennes as self-funded students, and also give three years of tuition in one go.

At first Wren didn't want to take it, but then he understood.

That's a protection fee!

Sending the child to Rennes is to avoid that his own bloodline will not be broken.

So I saw a strange scene, the nobles of the two empires and a bunch of kingdoms ate and drank in Marino City, did not make trouble every day, and obeyed the law very much, that is, they held a dance party and dinner every day, which promoted the high consumption of Marino City in disguise.

This scene of singing and dancing was a bit of a strange contrast to the panic of other people - the place near Marino was very safe, and more than five hundred kilometers away from the academy, there were Chaos Demon attacks everywhere.

A discerning person understands it at a glance.

It's not that the Chaos Demon is deliberately hiding from Wren's territory, it's that the Legendary Physics Land is too buggy.

The powerful ability of order in the physical realm is a powerful resistance to the erosion of chaotic forces.

Archbishop Antonio couldn't help but complain: "Lord Tesla has almost transformed that place into the kingdom of God on earth, right?" โ€

In fact, the major Orthodox churches really want Wren's thigh to come forward and make everyone feel at ease.

Whenever this happens, the flexible camp bottom line of the physics school comes into play.

Flora, who was in charge of foreign affairs, brought out that trick again: "Our school is in the camp of order and neutrality. If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone. โ€

Hearing this, the envoys rolled their eyes.

Devils, demons, dragons, drows, and orcs say they have something to sayโ€”yes! We all believe in your wickedness!

It can only be said that if the fist is hard enough, you can do whatever you want.

What is confidence?

The mage towers all over Marino's territory, plus those red dragon heads that even hang at the gate of the town's first-level city wall, this is the confidence!

All factions wanted Wren to continue to manifest, but Wren followed the tradition of the rabbit family and came to a message [The truth is only within the range of magic, but I have the final say when I use the truth].

The bigwigs of all factions were simply speechless.

Don't look at Wren who was so domineering before, in fact, the territory directly under the jurisdiction of the physics school is only the Duchy of Marino, and now at most one Iron Hand clan is added, adding up to those 20,000 square kilometers, even many big dukes are inferior.

The benefit of Wren's lack of vain is here.

When trouble strikes, his family is not the nominal boss. The nobility and state religion here are naturally obliged to be on the front line.

As a result, it was like the five northern provinces of Barbarossa, and it was the knights who worked hard to defeat the Chaos Demons, and in the end, there were more people wearing the insignia of reason.

The bosses of the families are a little itchy.

The time has stepped into February, and it was originally expected that spring was about to bloom, and there was a high probability that there would be no new melons at the beginning of the year.

But new melons always come unexpectedly.

On this day, Archbishop Antonio of Light finished his evening prayers and began to sleep.

He could clearly feel that the power of faith generated by the prayers of the devout believers had been sent to the Temple of Light in the outer planes as always, but unfortunately, as always, there was no response from above.

If it weren't for the fact that a limited number of clerics could still use divine magic for a fixed period of time, it would be as if their own gods had never existed.

It's embarrassing that the old church is far less generous than the new sect of physics.

was slapped in the face a lot, and Antonio also developed a cheeky skin of 'as long as I'm not embarrassed, embarrassment is someone else'.

Nothing should happen tonight...... That's right.

As soon as he fell asleep, he heard an illusory and distorted roarโ€”a sound like a magical transmission disturbed by the elements, not only with staccato sounds, but also with a clear pitch shift. It's like the cry for help when the Transsonic side is on a flat boat on the sea and is constantly being attacked by a storm.

Antonio muttered to himself, "Isn't it an evil invasion?" โ€

It would be outrageous if the cult could mentally erode a Light Archbishop in the Holy Chapel.

Before his words could be spoken, the link was established, and an unclear picture broke into his mind.

The scene in front of him was shaking violently and irregularly, and it took a lot of effort for Antonio to get his eyes used to the scene.

When he saw a detail of the vague figure in the scene, he felt as if his heart was being clenched by a large, invisible hand.

There is a bright emblem on the armor on the opponent's chest!

A pair of slender jade hands held a flame.

There is no doubt that this is the emblem of the goddess of the light of hope, one of the three gods of light!

The other party's white wings show that she is an angel under the seat of the goddess of hope!

And it's not an ordinary angel, even though her armor is damaged in many places, and her whole body is stained with blood of different colors, and it is impossible to tell whether it is her blood or the enemy's. Antonio recognized her by the three layers of gold winged epaulettes on her shoulders.

"Luna Archangel Esaddis!?" The place where the archbishop knew her was in the frescoes in the Great Basilica.

She is the strongest angel who is said to be guarding the goddess!

To Antonio's great horror, the angel elder who was known as being able to fight back and forth with the evil gods of weak divine power was now a holy white wing, and only one wing was left behind her left shoulder, and white-gold blood stained her right shoulder.

How miserable is this!

Her delicate face was full of anxiety, her red lips opened, and an intermittent voice came: "Vulcan ...... Fall! Ray of Hope...... Almost annihilated! Capra ...... Shagth ...... Kaos...... And also...... Can you hear ME? Urgent need...... Evacuate...... Coordinate! โ€

Antonio finally understood the name of Kaos, a spirit, and immediately summoned all his spirit and strength, raised his arms and shouted: "Kaos is here!" The Kaos Church of Light is here! โ€

Archangel Luna seemed to hear it, she turned her head, stared in Antonio's direction, and shouted urgently, "World...... Move! โ€

(End of chapter)