During the recent and most distant trip of the young king of Siniego Castle, the shadow prime minister accidentally did something that shocked Augustine. The one-eyed dragon threw ten major problems into the continent in the name of Siniego, involving many fields such as religious theory, magical alchemy, mathematics, astronomy, navigation and natural elements. It promised that the problem solver could obtain 300,000 imperial Caesar gold coins. The amount of indulgence was only lower than the "Dead Sea Document" fabricator of the Black Emperor Saxon, and became a striking figure again. Ten conjectures and paradoxes, and the exaggerated promise of three million Caesar immediately won tides of speculation, praise and slander for the golden balance badge. No scholar went to the Black Swan Lake in Marceau County to collect it in the first year.

The huge bounty was paid, but when a poor White Rose astronomer came to Brother Sini, who became the master of the first 300,000 Caesar, it immediately caused a huge response. In the second year, most of the remaining nine Ulises left to the world for their own bad taste were solved. Brother Sini paid all the arenas, and the income from the profits of the Champs-Elysées's Witch Street. In the end, only three problems were taken over by the same person, giving a perfect argumentation process. The game ended smoothly. The squandered Ulises was already short of money. The last bonus even required to borrow from the owner of Brother Sini, the Earl of Marseille, who served as the chief executive of Richelieu County. However, the lady who was praised by Mr. Wulises as the smartest mathematician in the contemporary era was very good.

He secretly refused the reward of 900,000 gold coins. Then, these eight may be the best-minded paupers of this era, plus six or seven young scholars who were unsuccessful in their efforts to make gold. Outside the monastery library where the lady was, on a rainy day at dusk, according to the request of the librarian of Verdun Monastery, she wore a regular dress and was sketched out a group oil painting. Most of them were old-fashioned and younger, and even Ulisse was pulled in by the lady. However, the strong and tall poem, the deputy order leader stood in the corner of the back row, and set a clear distance from ordinary people. How could the painter who was dug out from an unknown corner by the monastery director dared to protest. The lady was in the center, and she was the only one with a bright smile.

The scholar, perhaps because the painter was too cautious and careful, could vaguely see the two naughty little fangs of this pretty lady, and the charming scenery. For this reason, Ulisai, who had arbitrarily advocated that the Siye Ge almost became a debt, was mentally prepared to be scolded by the young consul. But unexpectedly, when the liar returned from a "long journey" and saw this oil painting that meant two million Caesars, the young giant who had always been very stingy was not angry, but was in a good mood. He held several paper manuscripts that Ulisai thought were of the highest value in his hand, lowered his head and said something that Ulisai felt was inexplicable: "Maybe in hundreds of years, countless students would want to blow up our Siye Ge Castle. Fortunately, I was not on the picture, haha, Ulisai, you are in trouble."

For the head of order to go to Juan County, Ulisse did not support or object, and did not see him off in person. Instead, he came to the lookout for the White Elephant Castle. Seeing the convoy slowly leave, the bones in the hall of the Dead were taken away, leaving only the Krafts of the Kraft family to guard, because those scholars entered the luxurious castle under Augustine's instruction and approval. For these lucky people who had just obtained huge wealth, he showed more enthusiasm and sincerity than Ulisse. Not only did he verbally affirm Ulisse's extravagance, but he also clearly told the news that he had not only expressed his verbally that Ulisse's extravagance and waste, but also made a clear statement.

For example, if there is a Caesar in the Castle of Sina, he will not only take out a bourbon. The one-eyed man stood in the observation deck with a wide view, and was in a complicated mood. If he had only played the role of a bystander in the past two years to help manage the underground kingdom, at this moment, he had the idea of ​​being willing to be dragged into the chariot of order for the first time. Even the old man Teutonic, recognized by the empire, was recognized as the most envious old man, who did not allow a king who monopolizes the truth to appear around him, but the younger Augustine made acquiesce with practical actions.

Ulisey accepted an apprentice, a young man who came to earn living expenses from the Caucasus region. Hesper, as for his surname, there is no need to mention it. He was originally a little assistant to a magician. He finally studied some results and was sold by the teacher at a low price. On the road of magic, ordinary apprentices meet a good mentor, and the probability of meeting a good mentor is as great as seeing a god with their own eyes. A qualified mentor needs to master rich knowledge, good morals, and the power to not be crushed by the world. The three lack any of them.

, all will lead students astray. Hesper, a civilian, met a leader with a bad character and knowledge. Ulisse's evaluation is a low-minded person with an inverse proportional IQ and EQ. It is not easy to survive. The Caucasus is a place where money is paramount. The guardian god Romans said vulgarly, "I have to pay taxes if the rich fart here." This is an acceptable fact for merchants. After all, everything here follows justice and fairness, but for magic apprentices

In other words, it was a great disaster, magic materials, book scrolls, laboratories, countless expenses, single items were not heavy, but they would be breathless when they accumulate. In order to be able to climb the knowledge ladder, Hesper had to sell his butt to his mentor, just to get some essential free props, tired like a dog and live like a pig, and finally couldn't stand the tutor's squeeze, and fled to the Holy Empire Marceau County, accidentally became Ulisse's only learning

For Hesper, the key to being able to eat and wear well is not to give out his butt, that is enough. At this time, he handed the new mentor a cup of black tea. He was extremely awe-inspiring for Ulisse. The author of the Dead Sea Document, the second leader of the Fourth Sacrament of the Holy Empire, and the person who raised the ten major problems was beyond countless heights than the perverted mentor of the Caucasus. To be honest, even if he really wanted to give out his butt, he admitted it. He didn't even mind humming some Caucasian folk songs when washing his butt.

"Teacher, where is the Grand Consul?" Hesper asked a question without any sense of political scent. He was obviously a fool who had not received any aristocratic education. If it were the Earl of Marseille, he would definitely give this guy a whip. How dare a servant ask about such sensitive taboos?

"The Vigil Headquarters, where I was driven out." But Ulisse was obviously a mentor with an abnormal way of thinking. He drank black tea with a low-level mixing technique like the common sense of apprentice life, and his expression was dull and he was not angry about it.

"I heard that there is an angel garden there? You mentioned in the Dead Sea Document that it was the massive fall of the Olympian angels, just like the sages of the Holy Beat Gods Wars that you predicted collectively withered in the Principality of the Great Wilson?" the apprentice whispered.

The one-eyed man with a single ponytail nodded, "It is said that there is a ultimate magic circle of human wisdom that is the master of human wisdom, "Guardian of the Immortal King", which has been continuously improved for thousands of years. It sounds very grand, but an old man from the Night Watcher once said that in terms of the aggression of the magic circle, the Angel Garden is second only to the Golden Island. The poem you are in, God's left eye is "defense and protection", and Scarty's soul elegy belongs to the magic "ushelming and invasion", regardless of scale or strength

, inferior to the first three, but it doesn't matter. The next generation, with the White Elephant Castle as its new core, will appear a new masterpiece, and with Augustine's madness and timidity, it will not disappoint me. Hesper, you have a good name. In the Dead Sea Documents, your name means 'The Comet with a waving tail', and is the master of the night. I hope you can be worthy of this name and my work. This is the only reason you have become my apprentice, not your butt."

The young man's face turned red.

Uliser said calmly: "You can worship the simple but wise Miss Russell, but don't try to get close to her. Whether it's physical or soul-level, she is a person that Augustine cares a lot. Although I don't know what Augustine cares about except her mind, basically, he wants to possess something that he wants to possess, and it's probably because he has too few things. I don't want an apprentice who can sacrifice at any time to break my long-term business. If you have heard these words, I'll forget it. In Brother Si, I'm the only one who is qualified to play chess, now and in the future. If you want to contribute loyalty to Augustine in exchange for thought points, I advise you to give up this naive romance. He never cares about this kind of thing. This is the first official advice the tutor gives you. I'm such a generous tutor."

Hesper, sweating, said timidly: "I am only loyal to you, even if you are as loyal as the Great Consul."

Ulisai smiled hoarsely and said, "The loyalty that is on his lips is as unreliable as a prostitute wiggling his waist and saying to the customer, 'You are so powerful, your thing is so big'. This is the second advice. This theory was taught to me by Augustine, and it is very innovative."

Hespermer kept silent, his palms covered in cold sweat.

Ulisse sat on a chair, looking at the majestic mountains that were rolling and whispering: "The war has begun. It's such a spectacular sight."

The bottom floor of the Confession Church is even more cage than hell.

A child younger but more high than the fourth dark giant Augustine, y-Menuine stood outside the cage. He? Or she? Or two years ago it collected an arm that the King of Hills used to using giant swords. Now it has finally exhausted its patience to collect the second arm, Sword Saint Wilde, the rude man who once was so arrogant that he dared to openly yell at the meeting of giants to exchange all his faith for a one-night stand with Lord Hai Ji, has been lost.

Two arms, this new bloody collection, was held in the child's hand, and the same person was the one who cut off the sword saint's arm himself. It was Wilde's swordsman's swordsman, one of the many trump cards left by the old man to the night watchmen. In addition to the freak Menuin and the old sword saint who served as entourage, this time there was an Eden Gaia. She has been calm and indifferent. Y-Muin glanced at the woman beside her who had been so calm for the past two years. Last year, she even went to Gundhuyce.

The family, while Prince Quin went to attend the parliament of Judama, sucked the blood of a duke and two marquises of the immortal species. This made the family, who had close contact with the Holy Spirit Hall and had a slight inclination to order on the table, was furious. They left Judama's deputy speaker and went straight to the Angel Garden. As a result, the old man in the immortal species fought with her. The old prince who had rumored that he had not scolded anyone for hundreds of years could not help but leave a sentence "The friendship between the evil spirit and the devil-

"The battle to destroy a large number of angel statues, the second most powerful woman in the Sacramentary Department, seems to have not suffered too many surface scars, but Menuin knew that the cherry lair water cup in her body had begun to completely break, which was really "happy bad news". She held Wilde's broken arm in one hand and held the woman's hand with the other. y-Muin smiled and said, "Teacher, your patience is much better than mine."

Eden Gaia gently wiped away the slight blood that was oozing out of control at the corner of her mouth without making any sound.

The child sighed, "Teacher, it seems that I can't wait for him?"

They walked to the Angel Garden, and Eden Gaia looked at the dark gray sky, still silent. Menuyin came to a statue of a broken-armed art goddess, squatted down, borrowed a sword from the old sword saint, dug out a pit of soil with great strength, buried Wilde's arm in, and slowly filled it up. Angel Garden was scolded by the enemy as a place where countless good people were buried under the bushes of rich roses. It was not until the Teutonic priest took over the night watchman to improve. It seemed that he was

After the child took over, the fine traditions were better. Menuyin stretched out one foot and stepped on the soil, stepped on the pit, and raised his head and smiled: "Teacher, isn't it appropriate to bury the broken arm here? Wilde said he would comfort me with the hungry axe under his crotch. I thought about it. In two years, I would cut off his axe and bury it under the statue of the angel that holds the sex-loving entertainment. I think I have the potential of a poet, what do you think, teacher?"

The child's voice is very casual.

Eden Gaia frowned and said, "Wilde's followers will choose to betray the vigil. Their patience and tolerance are limited."

y-Menuine handed the sword back to the old sword saint with sad eyes, clapped his hands, and casually said: "Then they really chose the wrong master."

Eden Gaia took a deep breath.

The child said "carefully": "Teacher, don't be angry. Now you are very fragile. If you take off your clothes, except for your limbs and head, your body will be full of morbid golden yellow. This is a sign of the collapse of the soul of the holy angel in mythology. Alas, if you forced to leave the Angel Garden two years ago, I would not be willing to leave. If you wanted to keep you, you would have to pay a considerable price. Now it will be much easier. It's great to have a teacher by your side."

The child talked to himself: "Teacher, if you beg me, or give me that little white cat, Menuyin might help you repair the Psalm Rahl's water cup?"

It was still the child's self-talk: "You taught me that women have more nerve bodies than men, with equal area, twice as many as men. This is why twelve of the thirteen successful test bodies in Lucifer Laboratory are female. It means that women suffer twice as much pain as men, and it is more lasting. Teacher, you are even more amazing. You have squeezed out so many immortal species and dark species of life, boiled in the water cup of Psalm Raal, burning your internal organs and soul, but persisted for nearly fifteen years. This is simply a miracle. Using the word miracle to describe it as a disrespectful thing to do! I am very sad as you see you leave. Teacher, where do you want to be buried by me? Under which statue?"

Menuyin was not angry at all for the teacher's dissatisfaction. It was the teacher who taught her patience and madness with countless facts. For such a person who is more worthy of nostalgia and memory than his relatives, the child felt that even if he was impatient, he should be more patient. The child sighed heavily and looked up at her flawless perfect face. "Why would you bury you in the slum of Augsey City? I am willing to open up a lonely cemetery for you where no one can go to memorialize. I heard that you met him for the first time there. Although this man finally failed to meet you for the last time, I think he valued you more or less the pawn because you are so powerful. As for your brother, I can help you keep that amazing secret, but after the teacher dies, the kitten will belong to me."

Eden Gaia comforted the irritable black cat on her shoulder and finally spoke, "Menuine, do you know why I can get to where I am today?"

Menuyin tilted his head and said, "I want to know, because I am curious about what the teacher's belief is."

She said softly: "When you fall in love with someone, you will understand."

Menuyin seemed to hear a cold joke that was hard to understand and was always in a daze.

like?

What a strange and strange word!

Menuyin suddenly bent down and held his stomach, laughing nervously, "Parents, relatives, family, night watchmen, the whole world loves me so much, I'm so moved that I cry."

After laughing out of tears, the child finally stopped and suddenly said coldly: "If he really comes, I will bury him with you! But is this possible? For you, he is willing to declare war on the night watchmen?!"

Half a month later.

A large army of undead arrived at the headquarters of the Night Watchers at the junction of the two counties and provinces, and entered the Angel Garden.

Lich King Naples.

Descartes, the Dead Sea Knight.

Ted of the Hell Hero Spirit Holy Coffin.

More than one hundred undead knights.

Leading is Augustine, the butcher who once was the night watchman and now the master of order.

The young king wearing a black robe and emitting an unparalleled dark aura had invisible power that was enough to spread around him in the form of a substantial spiritual body, filled with magnificent "chaos". Even the undead legion, who was born closest to such unruly, took a step back at the same time. For the first time, he walked out of the carriage, squatted on the edge of the Angel Garden, grabbed a handful of soil, and looked up and said softly: "I'm here. Equivalent gold coins, hidden resources, and cultivated puppets? I don't want any of these extra things. I just want you, Gaia."
Chapter completed!