MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 87
The king's wedding ended hastily.
It's not right to say haste. After all, the traditional steps of inviting lords from all over the world and the three-day banquet were carried out very carefully, but the queen at the final wedding was not the one who participated in the three-day banquet. It was an anecdote throughout the ages that the wedding was so grand that at the end, there was a new bride.
It's just that everyone didn't want to talk about it. A grand wedding ended in chaos in the capital, a prince's rebellion, a change of generals in the northern defense line, and a major purge of the royal court. The king issued a disrespectful ultimatum to Alingu, and you come and go. In the end, although the Pope backed down somewhat, there was an uneasy smell of gunpowder between the royal court and the Holy See. The aristocrats stagnant in the capital are all in danger, and they don't have the leisure to gossip.
This also led to congestion in the capital.
Many people who became frightened after witnessing the horror of the beast horde were unwilling to go back as slowly as they came. Servants can follow the convoy back in a carriage, while the nobles of Jingui all ask to go through the teleportation formation, no matter how much it costs. It's a pity that such a wish is not easy to come true: the aftermath of the "Black Beast Rebellion" is still shaking in Urburg, the royal guards are catching up with the remnants, and all the teleporters in this area have been arrested for interrogation; Most of the teleportation arrays were destroyed that night, and there were long queues in front of the few remaining teleportation arrays.
Even Earl Anna, the big winner in the turmoil, had to wait in the waiting room for quite a while.
Flora took the servants to the Bungalow defense line, and Ansu took Chris and Lydia to the teleportation formation. They will be teleported from Urborg to Aiboli City, and then to Thunder Castle. An Xu was sitting in the waiting room, and suddenly felt an interest in waiting in the train waiting hall for a train transfer.
The waiting room for nobles is naturally much more luxurious than the train station, and there are only three of An Xu and the others in the spacious room. Lydia sat on the sofa, took out a pen and paper, and wrote something at every turn. She is the kind of top student from other people's family, and she will bring homework assigned by the teacher when she travels. An Xu once took a look at it with a sense of superiority as a visitor from the civilized world, but was driven back by the alchemical symbols on the pages of the book, and he has never been curious since then.
The other person in the room seemed quite curious, An Xu meant, compared to Chris' usual state, he seemed quite curious. The knight sat on another sofa next to him, staring straight at what Lydia was writing. An Xu felt that she must have stretched her neck when placed on her body.
She walked over to Chris, took his arm, and put her head on his shoulder. This set of movements is quite proficient. I don’t know if it’s because the mark is achieved or because this dead house has never had a boyfriend in the same dimension as her. As long as he is close to Chris, An Xu will inevitably suffer from the dragon’s disease—rolling in the pile of gold coins, insisting on The problem of rubbing and licking my baby every day.
Wearing the God's Punishment Lock can only wear a robe. After replacing the God's Punishment Lock with a collar, Chris can not only wear normal clothes, but also greatly improve his aesthetics. The leather collar sets off his wheat-colored skin very well, it has a wonderful feeling of wildness and abstinence, and it looks full of lust, just like the black tea in f█teccc (Oh, don’t mention this kind of dead house to understand example as well).
Chris sat up straight for her approach, looked away from Lydia, and regained his usual stiff calm. Only then did An Xu put away the daily sigh of "my Chris is so handsome" in his heart, and said, "Are you interested in that?"
She points to something in Lydia's hand, and Chris hesitates without nodding or shaking his head. An Xumiao understood that it meant being interested, after all most of the time he would shake his head to avoid more conversations.
"What do you want to see? Pen? Paper? What Lydia wrote?" An Xu asked, ready to show the knight all these things, and it was rare for him to show interest in something. She asked Lydia for extra paper and pens, which she stuffed into Chris' hands.
The other party took it, picked up the paper, and turned it over and over again.
"It's not parchment, it's made of rotten bark. There are a lot of them in Thunder Castle." An Xu explained, "That's a pencil with graphite in it—a kind of ore. It's more convenient than a quill anyway."
Following the discovery of limestone for the invention of chalk, the majority of students successively found coal and graphite in order to make convenient and cheap pens. In An Xu's eyes, this kind of god-like golden finger is very scientific. Didn't it trigger the discovery of a mineral deposit? A large number of people who came together to study shared nothing privately, and the graphite pen, which easily got dirty hands, evolved into a pencil at a speed of great leap forward.
Chris drew a few strokes on the paper with a pencil, and immediately realized the convenience of these two things. It is easy to carry and can write without caring about the environment, especially suitable for soldiers who live on the border without a fixed place. As a literate little nobleman, Chris taught the members of the Gale Knights how to read. Unfortunately, due to the limited conditions, except for a few people with good brains, most of them can only write their own names. Are these two things expensive? Say "There are a lot of Fort Thunder", what is the specific output? The former regiment leader thought about it subconsciously.
Then he remembered that everyone in the Gale Knights was gone.
Ann came over and gave him another piece of paper, this time with writing on it.
When Chris was thinking about it, An Xu went to ask Lydia for a few manuscripts. The ascetic, like her mentor, collected and bound the scratch paper, though the latter did so only out of an old habit of saving pen, ink and paper. An Xu asked her for a draft paper, which was as difficult as snatching a mouse from an owl's claw.
An Xu handed the draft paper to Chris under Lydia's brooding stare, pretending to be understated, but full of the atmosphere of "I'm so good, praise me". The knight didn't notice her complacency, and stared at the symbols on the paper, his expression became a little strange.
"Excuse me..." he said hesitantly, "isn't Miss Lydia an ascetic?"
"I am," Lydia said.
"If I'm not mistaken, is this the alchemist's way of recording?" said the knight.
Alchemists are non-combat and non-production supernatural beings sought after by nobles, such as astrologers, which are one of its branches. In the eyes of the Holy See, alchemists are like clowns who try to steal the power of the gods (or to put it bluntly, snatching the position of the **** stick). strange thing.
"Lydia is an alchemist's apprentice!" said An Xu who didn't care about it.
"I'm a medical student," said Lydia, who still cared about the feud between the two. "I'm a 'doctor' apprentice."
"A doctor is someone who can heal." An Xu continued, "We'll see a doctor later."
The new terms and inadequate explanations did not completely solve the confusion of the knights, but they were finally lined up in the teleportation team. Anyway, you can see Fort Thunder in a few minutes, An Xu didn't bother to continue explaining, with Chris in his left hand and Lydia in his right, and walked home.
Many drastic changes have taken place in the capital thousands of miles away, and the border of Tibes is still the same as when Anxu left. Everyone was busy and saluted excitedly when they saw An Xu. "Master Alva is in the laboratory!" The person who was stopped for questioning replied earnestly, and added carefully: "Master Alva is not in a good mood recently."
An Xu has heard about it, but most of the time Alva's temper is not good. Anyway, he is still serious and responsible when he has a bad temper, and he has a lot of preferential treatment for An Xu. Lydia was going to go back to sort out the notes during this period, but An Xu just dragged the knight with a subtle expression and went directly to Alva's laboratory.
So not long after, Chris met Lydia's teacher and the doctor he wanted to see.
An Xu knocked on the door as usual (in view of the fact that entering the laboratory without knocking may cause serious accidents), the owner of the laboratory opened the door within a few seconds. The reaction speed and his frowning expression showed that he was not doing anything. experiment. Alva's frown loosened a little when he saw Anxu, and he frowned again when he saw another person.
Chris looked at Alva stiffly, and Alva looked at Chris stiffly.
"Good morning, Alva! I'm back!" An Xu said, "This is Chris...do you know each other?"
Only then did she notice the solidified atmosphere, the two of them were quite tall, and they didn't speak, creating a frozen space above An Xu, which was completely cold. Looking back and forth like this, An Xu found that they looked a bit alike, although their auras were completely different.
"That's right." Alva said stiffly, "Is there something wrong?"
"Oh, Chris was injured, can you show him?" An Shu pulled Chris' arm to walk in, but he didn't pull it. Chris took a small step back and said, "No need..."
"If you have any problems, you should treat them as soon as possible!" An Xu said disapprovingly, "Alva is amazing, there was a plague in the White House..."
"You tagged him?" Alva interrupted abruptly, sniffling and pursing his lips in disgust, "What's the matter with the collar? Your interest?"
"No! It replaces the Lock of God's Punishment." An Xu said.
At least not entirely out of interest, An Xu silently added the first half of the sentence in his heart. She gave a brief account of what happened in Urburg, and when the king gave her Chris, Alva snorted and raised a hand to signal that there was no need to continue.
"Okay." He sneered, "And then? What do you want me to do? Treat your toy to make it last longer?"
Any fool could tell that Alva's tone was wrong. An Xu glanced at him and felt that this was like raising an elf in front of an elf NPC. However, it is completely impossible not to touch Chris for the sake of Alva's favorability. Of course, dreaming of choosing a more pleasant option.
"Chris was injured before, and the information said that he was infertile." An Xu explained in a long way, "I think..."
I think the injury that caused the aftereffects of the physical enhancer to be so strong must be very serious, and there may be other latent symptoms, so you should check him out—that's what An Xu planned to say.
It's a pity that Alva didn't have the patience to listen to the long story short.
The older omega smiled, his voice soft but creepy. Alva smiled, glanced at her emotionlessly, pointed outside and said, "Go outside and tell me that a group of healthy fools are willing to give birth to you. I cure the plague and the stupidity of human beings. As for some There's no cure for it, I can't cure it."
The doctor turned around, and the laboratory door slammed shut, almost hitting An Xu's nose.
