Chapter 211 Death of the God of Death, Secret Sword and Kyle's Maid Group
Chapter 211 The Death of Death's Chosen, Secret Sword and Kyle's Maid Group (10K)
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 211 The Death of Death's Chosen, Secret Sword and Kyle's Maid Group (10K)
After all, there are not many artifact-killing weapons currently known, and the number of candidates who can adapt to most artifact-killing weapons is actually extremely rare.
The original purpose of its construction was to allow the world's top experts to have a certain chance of harming the gods when they picked up the artifact-killing weapon.
But in the end, the outcome turned out to be that the federation needed to find matches for the artifact-killing weapon, and then screen out talented beings from these matches. The Ibel Federation would provide relevant resources to help those [Flawless Stars] grow rapidly.
.
In the end...it became the ultimate force of the Ibel Federation.
Regarding this, Old White always lamented from time to time that although the old family master was a descendant of Lionheart, he was not so favored and his talent was not outstanding enough.
To put it bluntly, some of the brothers and sisters of the old patriarch are still active and plan to compete with Young Master Kyle for the identity of the Lord of the Principality of Inkilans. However, the old patriarch died early due to magic disease.
To put it bluntly, this ending is a bit ridiculous.
But...after all, he is a descendant of Lionheart. His strength is low, but his vision is there.
Unlike Master Lei Zhe, the old patriarch experienced the rapid expansion and turmoil of the Ibel Federation. As a descendant of Lionheart, he inevitably participated in many secret projects.
Even though many of these secret projects have been revealed, and can even be said to be backward and denied projects, he was still experienced and experienced and vaguely guessed some truths during the period when Master Anthony's strength soared.
Even those who don’t understand the [Federal Star] project can still guess that there may be a hidden hand arranged by the Federation behind this project.
As for who this secret hand is targeting?
The old head of the family wouldn't think about it, let alone ask.
He only needs to know one thing, and that is whether the sword forged for the Federation with Anthony as the embryo is sharp enough?
The answer is undoubtedly yes. The day the young Anthony was promoted to the Holy Realm, the entire Principality of England was shocked.
The snowflake-like invitations were sent to the Charles family, reflecting the jealous and bitter face of Young Master Lei Zhe.
But it was impossible for the old patriarch to tell the truth to Master Lei Zhe.
After all, the old head of the family knows that there are some secrets that cannot be hidden just by burying them in your heart and not telling them.
Demons of the Abyss can devour soul fragments.
The devils in hell can play with souls at will.
Some angels who take over the torture and punishment on behalf of the gods do not require you to tell the answer.
Even... gods.
Some good gods are even less trustworthy than some evil gods, especially for the Ibel Federation.
Therefore, the old head of the family chose to entrust himself, the most powerful person in the Charles family, to hold his hand until he died, telling him to protect Anthony.
Or rather...
The "sword forged for the Commonwealth" represented by Anthony.
At this moment, an experienced but old man, a secret keeper who had participated in the project, and a suspected final experimenter of the project, although they have never told each other the truth
, but reached a tacit understanding at this moment——
Keep your name anonymous and forge swords for your country!
But the idea was good, but in terms of practice, it brought irreparable consequences.
In this process, everyone intentionally or unintentionally ignored one person, and that was Anthony's brother, Reeder D. Charles.
Lei Zhe... can actually be regarded as half a student of White, but as the old family leader and himself completely sided with Anthony, at least in Lei Zhe's eyes at the time, this was undoubtedly a betrayal and humiliation.
Since you like Anthony so much, why do you have to let me become the patriarch of the Charles family? Even my own brother feels the same way.
Young Master Lei Zhe was a very proud man. After such an incident happened, he had to abide by the secret rules. In the end, the old family master did not give him a reason until his death.
From then on, this incident became a hurdle that Master Lei Zhe could not overcome in his life, and directly caused the two brothers to part ways.
Looking back now, Old White felt a little sad for a while.
The old family owner probably didn't want to see such a result.
But since the problem has already happened, if you miss it, you will miss it. Now Master Lei Zhe has left a knot in his heart, and Master Anthony has left forever, and all the past history will be buried in that past.
but……
The story will continue.
Old White felt this deeply.
Master Kyle will probably continue the path that Master Anthony has not yet taken, and go all the way.
After all... the Scarlet Sword was originally Master Anthony's equipment.
Having witnessed the departure of the old patriarch and Master Anthony with his own eyes, Old White deeply felt the malice of the world, and even the weak could breathe wrongly.
The essence of dungeons are fragments of the world that have not been completely digested, but the essence of historical echo dungeons is different.
Old White understood this deeply.
Historical echo dungeons, even among the numerous dungeons, can be regarded as the most special ones.
Just like now, because of my own inclination, I have become the chosen one of the Earth Mother Church. Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult to achieve such a status.
However, in order to make the historical echo dungeon conform to the content of official history, all unreasonable things will be modified until they conform to reality.
Just like now...
The sword blade in Old White's hand shook off countless stardust, and the terrifying impact spread in his hand.
The power of the Death God's Chosen is really strong. It can even be said that among the God's Chosen who participated in the battle today, he is definitely a very special one.
but……
I am stronger!
Old White has such confidence, and in fact it is so.
Especially when the sword returned to his hand...
Old White's lips curled up into a smile unconsciously, and he looked at Death's Chosen, his opponent, with a subtle smile on his face.
It is indeed much easier to deal with the God of Death than the God of Life.
Holding the sword in his hand again, he could clearly feel that the sword was filled with familiar power, which was the vitality he once had when he was young.
But now, the sharp sword heart deep in my heart has long lost its edge over time, hiding the once flamboyant heart.
But why?
When Old White wielded the long sword again, what he wielded was no longer the "hateful" sword heart.
The surging mad sword has lost most of its edge after so many years of beating, but after calming down, you will find that this is not because it has become weaker.
Light rain fell one after another.
At this moment, the world seems to be stagnant at this moment. If someone has enough dynamic vision, they will find that at this moment, White's slender sword thrust straight out. The speed was obviously so fast, but only the low sound of the sword being unsheathed was heard.
Ming.
The dripping rainwater was condensed in the air, and then a sword flew across the sky!
In slow motion, the sword tip passed across a drop of rainwater, but it was not cut or deformed. Instead, it only turned into a spreading circle of air at this moment.
The raindrops...were turned into mist!
The aura that the water mist spreads out makes people feel as if the air suddenly turns into a calm lake surface. When the sword tip passes through, it is like a drop of rain falling on the lake surface, splashing out ripples.
The extremely slow movement turned into extremely fast at this moment.
In the early years, when the sword madman was fighting, he had various sword skills at his fingertips, but rather than using sword skills to fight, it would be better to say that he was killing with his legendary level strength.
Quartet.
Well, young people always like this, flying bricks with great strength.
But now, everything has changed.
The sword skills that were truly most suitable for Old White had already been formed, so at this moment, Death's Chosen felt that the concept of death was infinitely approaching his body.
He wanted to retreat without hesitation, and the black sickle made of the power of death in his hand swung down at Old White.
Then……
Broken.
Also severed along with the black scythe was the body of Death's Chosen.
"How...possible?"
The God of Death looked at his body in confusion. The divine power that protected his body seemed to have no protection at all. It was instantly torn apart by an abnormal force. At this moment, his tough body seemed to be bombarded by heavy artillery.
Generally, there is a cut like an uneven fault.
Secret Sword·The Splitter.
The personal sword skills developed by Old White are very simple to practice, but require the user to achieve basic physical fitness.
Essentially, the operation method of [Secret Sword·Severer] is a swordsmanship in which cursed swordsmen consciously control different densities of cursed power to cut and collide within a local area, causing the sword itself to vibrate at high frequencies.
If you want to control [Secret Sword·Severer], you need a pair of powerful and heavy hands, as well as a fairly good talent for controlling spells.
As long as these two items meet the standards, the most basic [Secret Sword: Splitter] can be completely reproduced.
Due to the characteristics of the sword skill itself, when the Cursed Swordsman uses the tip of the sword to launch an attack, the concussive effect exerted on the sword tip will far exceed the damage caused by swinging the sword body.
It has the effect of cutting through the surface with points.
The pulling effect of repeated shocks.
The spell of the Cursed Swordsman causes high wear and tear on equipment.
Accurate strikes during continuous attacks.
When these elements are all brought together, weapons or armor that originally seemed to be very tough will become brittle and passivated in a short period of time, just like metal being broken off.
A general situation similar to "metal fatigue".
Then, the moment a sword stab arrived, the overwhelmed defense could no longer better protect the Death's Chosen, and destroyed his fighting body on the spot.
"You don't want to know what I want to do."
Staggered streaks of blood flames covered the Death Chosen body, giving him no chance to recover.
After all, in terms of physical realm alone, Old White's strength is still higher than that of Death's Chosen. Before being eroded by the curse, Death's Chosen can still use the special power of the Chosen to counter Old White's curse.
But... now that my body is in pieces, how can I still withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the legendary stage?
"You can't die now. Just be patient for a while. It won't be long. If it were him (Kyle), he would never leave you a chance."
Old White's generous palm covered his head: "The Divine Power of Death is resisting your death, but it doesn't matter. I didn't want to kill you so easily. If it were you, you should be able to hold on a little longer!"
Old White didn't say everything.
After participating in the project, the first thing he understood was that if you want to protect the secret of a project, you must face the wall honestly and become a Riddler.
He would never say more than necessary. Every time he said more, he would increase the possibility of exposure.
After all, he is one of the most trustworthy people around Kyle. If others can't see Kyle's abnormality, how can Old White not see it?
Master Kyle is constantly getting stronger through fighting. Although I don’t know how he does it, it is estimated that it is closely related to the [Federal Star] project.
Old White even suspected that it was no coincidence that the group of undead first appeared in Lancaster. The undead quickly became stronger through fighting, and this behavior attracted the attention of many people.
According to rumors, the God of Slaughter was killed by the Harvest Goddess Chantiya and a group of righteous gods many years ago. Now that the people of the Mother Goddess have the ability to evolve through killing, senior officials from various countries may have some speculations.
The Ybel Federation is a very important pastoral area for the Earth Mother God. After all, among the countries that cultivate farmland extensively and obtain their main food through farming, the Ybel Federation is one of the best.
It was hard to say whether there would be any strange agreement between the Federation and the Earth Mother Church. After all, after this war, he had vaguely noticed that there had been very obvious differences of opinion within Holy Brinia.
The contradictions and conflicts that hit him made him smell the smoke of gunfire.
He won't ask too much about Master Kyle's situation, he just needs to follow him all the time, just like he was with Master Anthony, and accompany Master Kyle to grow up.
So...chosen by the God of Death, use your life to become the qualifications for Master Kyle's killing and evolution! This is the best choice for you who are bound to die in this dungeon.
However, there seems to be a problem with the Lathander Church, so we should get support as soon as possible and see what the situation is!
With this idea in mind, Old White showed no mercy to the God of Death.
The curse power pouring into his body turned into bloody flames and wrapped around the Death Chosen body, quickly restricting all his actions.
Old White threw the Death God's Chosen to the petitioner guard aside and said: "Restrict his movements, I don't have that much time to delay."
The petitioner guard did not speak, but turned his head and looked at the Death God's petitioner army not far away, which had begun to fall into chaos due to the death of the Death God's Chosen.
The petitioner guard said softly: "Lord God's Chosen One, let us fulfill our duties as petitioners and tear apart those enemy petitioners for you!"
Old White sighed.
During this period of time, he was restricted to the Church of the Earth Mother God. He had long discovered that the petitioners for union here at the Church of the Earth Mother God were different from the petitioners for the other three gods.
The other three gods, rather than saying that the petitioners are living people, are more like a body without consciousness and soul. When they open their mouths to speak, the only thing they can say is the teachings of their respective churches.
They are just unintentional puppets created to promote the greatness of the gods and gain the power to eradicate the enemies of the church.
Looking back at the Mother Goddess Church, even if you become a petitioner, there is no communication barrier at all, but you will have to pray a considerable part of the time to perform the duties of a petitioner.
Old White believed that there was no need for these poor people who chose to sacrifice their lives to exchange for an inevitable victory.
Anyway... it won't take much effort to kill all the petitioners of the God of Death who are not protected by the Chosen One.
Just when he was about to take action, his ears moved slightly and a smile appeared on his face:
"These guys came pretty fast!"
The next moment, the rangers, wolf cavalry and snow wolf guards surrounded them like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and almost immediately killed the petitioner army.
Old White looked at the sky. Kyle was suspended in mid-air, his clothes fluttering, and the cold look after the battle still remained in his eyes:
"Start it, gluttony feast."
As the words fell, large amounts of mucus instantly poured out from the armors of the rangers, wolf cavalry and snow wolf guards. The mucus quickly condensed into slime swords under the control of the gluttonous slimes.
Wherever the three teams passed, there was a field of slime swords flying across the sky. The flying flesh and blood had not even had time to fall before they became food for the gluttonous slimes that swarmed towards them.
Under normal circumstances, the professionals under Kyle who took the path of colonized knights would not easily devour the corpses of their own kind.
This was the order Kyle gave from the beginning, and it is also the principle recognized by the vast majority of the Rangers.
But now, Kyle said in front of all his subordinates that the petitioners of the Tripartite Church have become tools used by the church. Rather than letting them suffer, it is better to give them a decent death.
After quickly arriving here, Kyle's first thought was to use these petitioner legions to improve the overall strength of his men, and also to provide relief to these "tools".
The rangers agreed with this reason, and for the first time, they showed off the power of the colonial knights in front of everyone.
The terrifying advantage they had in close combat, the coordinated and unpreventable attacks between gluttonous slimes and their symbionts, almost left everyone who witnessed such a scene a little stunned.
The expressions of the petitioners of the Earth Mother God were a little complicated. They never expected that some of them had quite a lot of experience and had seen the real Crusaders of Holy Brinia, but even those Crusaders, in their opinion,
Come on, compared to this group of people, it is obviously still far behind.
They even suspected that with the same professional level and the same number, the Crusaders of Holy Brinia might be beaten to pieces by this team if they were to fight hand to hand.
Because the power these guys burst out is really shocking.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but they always feel that as the soldiers of this group continue to inflict huge casualties on the enemy between life and death, not only do they not look tired, but their overall strength looks more powerful and terrifying.
"Are these soldiers monsters?"
In fact, anyone who has actually fought will know that when ordinary people fight with each other, they will already start to gasp for breath in about 5 minutes. Fighting with all their strength for half an hour will consume an extremely huge amount of energy.
As a result, from the moment they launched the charge, this group of soldiers acted like a war weapon that never tired, charging back and forth between the petitioner legions at a jaw-dropping speed.
Soon, there were not many petitioners left on the battlefield who could effectively mount a resistance.
This group of people whose power has been restrained by Kyle has now been cultivated beyond what normal people can understand.
However, if that was all it was, it wouldn't be to the point of being scary.
Perhaps because the experience points gained from this battle were so rich, almost immediately, the bodies of these soldiers who had all taken up the profession of colonial knights began to change.
The seemingly ordinary armor on their bodies began to undergo some changes.
A large amount of nutrients were digested by the gluttonous slime on the corpse, and converted into a large amount of mantra flowing in the virtual circuit.
Then one after another, the soldiers whose challenge level had almost reached LV9 began to evolve gluttonous slimes one after another.
Their bodies quickly changed from a simple ellipsoid to something else, and some strange circuits began to flow through the armors embedded on the bodies of the professionals.
Kyle raised a smile on his lips and said softly:
"After this battle, one-third of the members should be able to break through to the extraordinary level with the help of the evolution of Gluttony Slime. Lancaster's war potential will be further improved."
Old White, standing aside, nodded.
He pointed at the Death Chosen behind him.
Kyle glanced at it, and almost at that moment, Kyle's hand penetrated the body of the Death Chosen and extracted a professional core from his body.
"This is your last value." Kyle shook his head.
In one battle, so many Chosen Ones were killed. In the past, he would never have thought that he would kill two Chosen Ones with his own hands in a dungeon.
However, thanks to them...Kyle's current professional level can be upgraded to LV20 at any time.
In fact, even the general experience points that have been consumed a lot during this period can be restored to some health.
He took a deep breath and finally looked at Old White.
"Grandpa White, where are Elana and the maids?"
"Now he should be cooperating with Dan's stalkers in the siege of the Kingdom of Shadow.
After all, for the current Miss Elana, those enemies of the Kingdom of Shadows should be the best opponents for her to improve herself."
Seemingly remembering something, Old White chuckled and said, "You may be surprised when you see the current Miss Elana!"
Kyle nodded, looked at Old White and said:
"Grandpa White, you go to support the Church of the Lord of the Dawn first. I and the rangers will go to Elanna to disintegrate the last resistance of the Shadow Kingdom stalker army, and then quickly return to support you."
Old White nodded and suddenly frowned, with a subtle expression on his face.
He looked at Kyle and asked softly:
"Master, have you ever used the power of the Prince of Lies?"
"Well, I thought there was an accident here. I had to use the power of the Prince of Lies to achieve my goal, so I paid a certain price."
"What did it cost?"
"I've been descended by God...Grandpa White, don't look at me like this. I'm not fooling around, I'm just prepared."
Old White suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, looked up and down at his young master's physical condition, and finally found helplessly...
There are no problems at all and I feel in great shape.
He could even clearly feel that after experiencing the coming of saints several times, his young master's overall physical fitness had been greatly improved.
"It's really okay?"
This situation almost failed to dry out the CPU of Old White.
After all, that is Cyric, the Prince of Lies. The Conspirator's Endorsement itself, to put it bluntly, even in novels, will mention Cyric from time to time as the mid-term villain or the main villain of the novel.
emmm~ Even Cyric and the Church of the Dark Sun themselves are not opposed to this kind of behavior that has been thrown into the novel as a standard villain.
After all, they know their own business, and the various conspiracies and conspiracies described in those novels are far less "just in case" than what their master and they, the lambs who "shepherd the world" on behalf of Cyric, do.
Well, the situation is probably equivalent to——
Cyric Follower: Author, what should I do to play the role of the number one villain in the mainland?
Author: It would be nice if you just restrained yourself a little!
This is almost the case.
Seeing that there was indeed nothing wrong with Kyle, Old White finally sighed and said:
"In that case, Lord, I will go to support the Church of the Lord of the Dawn first, and I won't stay any longer."
The two teams parted ways here.
…
At the same time, at the other end of the black forest.
Inside the Shadow Kingdom Rogue Corps station.
"Ugh~"
A transcendent level rogue with a professional level of LV19 retreated in response. After a roll, he felt as if his internal organs were on fire.
He looked at the female knight in light armor in horror. There was no expression of admiration in his eyes after seeing a beauty, but only full of fear.
"Who are you..."
The legions of the Kingdom of Shadows are all existences at the extraordinary level or even below the extraordinary level.
After all, whether it was the Kingdom of Shadows or a group of Necromancers whose entire rear was flattened by Kyle's [Falling from the Sky] without even showing up, compared to several other countries,
They all belong to small countries.
Although the overall strength far exceeds those small forces that only have a few city-states and call themselves "countries", and they do not need to send soldiers to country XX to help defend, they are indeed weak against any of them.
Even the leader of the Stalker Legion this time is just an extraordinary high-level being.
Compared to most professionals, it is definitely considered powerful.
But if the comparison object is Elana, it will feel a little bit...
Well, lose points.
After all, Elanna can now unconditionally release any three of Lathander's magical spells. It can be said that with these three magical spells alone, she can completely crush half of the Kingdom of Shadow's army.
Otherwise, how could Kyle feel such joy when he saw the protection he had condensed?
To put it bluntly, now that Kyle has transformed the divine blessings into protections, he can use the four protections to create four monsters that can directly exert their huge combat potential.
Considering that the protection itself can directly increase the owner's upgrade potential, it can almost be said to be a training tool that can continue to create top talents for Kyle.
Not to mention, in the process of growth, professionals who have received blessings will continue to supplement the areas that Kyle himself is not good at.
As you continue to develop, you will find that after Kyle regains his protection, the protection itself will be improved to a quite exaggerated level by the latecomers, which can be called artificial.
Regarding this, the stalkers in the Kingdom of Shadow obviously do not have such self-awareness. What they feel now is the huge sense of danger emerging from this young girl.
The Holy Knight's protection is too much of a restraint for the Rogue. Under the holy light, the shadows have nowhere to hide.
Unfortunately, the main job of a stalker is to lurk and assassinate, and not every stalker can turn infiltration into an unparalleled one.
The vast majority of stalkers are just ordinary professionals.
The latent method was abolished, and these people had no choice but to jump out and actively fight Elana.
However, something more terrifying happened.
They...were actually suppressed by Elana throughout the entire process.
He was obviously just a young genius at level 9, but he used some unknown means to completely crush him as the leader of the Diver Legion from the front.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that the thin sword had been placed in front of him at some point:
"Surrender without killing, understand?"
Elana's eyes flickered with golden light.
At this moment, she has a sense of calmness and self-power, which always makes people feel as if they are facing a leader after seeing her for the first time.
That kind of gaze will bring an indescribable sense of security as a friend and subordinate, but if as an enemy——
Then there is only a sense of crisis.
"Who are you?"
The leader of the Kingdom of Shadows said this.
"At such an age, with such sword skills, and even with such power that normal people would never have...
It’s really such a tragedy to live among big countries like you.”
As if he felt that he was about to die soon, the leader of the Kingdom of Shadows had a helpless and even sad smile on his face.
If he had never had contact with those top powers before, he would have thought that he was already among the most powerful people in the world.
Even in a big country, with his comprehensive abilities, he can still get a good background.
Later, one time, he followed the mission team to visit the Supreme Forest, and suddenly found that there were many extraordinary people like himself in the Silver Moon Forest of the Supreme Forest.
This misplaced expectation caused him to feel unprecedented disappointment.
At that moment, he suddenly realized something, and finally understood a truth. Why do many times, when a conflict breaks out between a top power and another top power, a country like the Kingdom of Shadows is always asked to cheer them up?
For a long time, he didn't understand why he did this. Isn't this just setting up an enemy out of thin air?
Why can't both sides participate?
Until... after he returned from his trip to Silver Moon Forest, he suddenly seemed to understand something.
The reason why those big countries want small countries like them to wave their flags and cheer for them is, apart from hoping to gain some momentum, the most important thing is——
A small country like the Kingdom of Shadows only has this purpose.
What made him even more sad was another point.
The Kingdom of Shadows does not want to get involved at all. There is only one reason why it is necessary to take a position every time...
Because there is no choice in the Kingdom of Shadows.
Now, when Elana's sword came, he seemed to feel the powerlessness he felt back then.
ah!
It was a really unpleasant trip.
The biggest problem after broadening your horizons is that you will find that you and even your country are insignificant when looking at the entire world.
You will find that the whole world is not what you thought when you were a child, and everything revolves around you.
And you are just one of the many living beings.
It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future.
The cold reality that hit him made him look at Elana coldly, snorted and said:
"Sometimes I really envy people like you who come from powerful families and have good financial backgrounds!"
Elana frowned and shook her head and said: "I am not someone who comes from a big power or has a top background."
"Don't be ridiculous, just look at your swordsmanship and you can tell that it is a dream that many swordsman masters will never be able to achieve in their lifetime.
And your words and deeds are simply not something that a person born in a small power can possess.
Every move you make, in the eyes of those who are interested, is full of the smell of being from the top of the force, and only a young lady like you who is among them will not feel this kind of thing."
Elana shook her head and said: "I am just the daughter of an ordinary border noble. Even my father was not a noble at birth.
For a long time, our family hid on the coasts of various places, living in the open and in the open, living in precarious conditions. It was not until my father took a gamble that he was canonized by the country where I was based, relying on his own luck.
In essence, I am still the ordinary little girl who wandered around in many seaports back then. How did I come from a high-class background?"
Just as she was saying this, Hasaka suddenly came over and said:
"They are much weaker than we thought. In the past, they might have had a chance, but now... they are just a group of professionals with a relatively high challenge level.
Miss Elana, how do you deal with these guys? Although their methods are not bad, their background is not even as strong as the foundation I trained with my father.
Do we need to keep them and leave them to the Lord?"
"I knew..." the leader of the Stalker Legion shook his head and said, "It's such a luxury to have an established maid serve as a guard... This is not something that a small force can cultivate."
Hasaka is wearing a black and white maid uniform. Around her, many adult maids, including the head maid, are wearing black and white maid uniforms.
A group of maids with guaranteed appearance and human aesthetics of 7 or above, with small daggers tied to their long black stockings legs, equipped with gluttony slimes per person, and even the overall professional level has been upgraded to LV8.
Even the head maid has quickly been promoted to LV12 based on her previous accumulation.
Of course, on the one hand, this is because the head maid, as a member of the black cat family, is a very rare black cat who is not so lively and causes trouble.
Otherwise, she would not have been able to sit in the position of head maid.
In addition, she also received the protection of the shadow warriors, and after organizing several waves of "team building activities" for the maid groups to clean up monsters, she quickly crossed that threshold.
Hmm... As for why Kyle didn't hand over the shadow warrior's protection to Hasaka, that's another matter.
As for why there is only a maid group and no other male servant groups, this is not because Kyle has drifted away after coming to the other world, it is just because the male servants in charge of the lord's mansion are not actually called male servants in the strict sense.
They were either the current rangers serving under Wilford, or some former rangers who had nothing to do after quitting the old rangers and chose to join the Lord's Mansion.
Strictly speaking, they are all managed by the Rangers.
Therefore, the elements that constitute the maids in the lord's mansion are relatively complicated.
At present, the number of maids who need to work with the rangers to reorganize the lord's mansion has exceeded 100.
Eighty percent of them come from the Black Cat Clan, the Snow Wolf Clan and even some beast-eared girls who only have sporadic members of the tribe.
Only 20% came from the maids recruited in the territory and the female slaves purchased by the Lancaster Chamber of Commerce.
Well... after this, Kyle gave the Chamber of Commerce a thumbs up.
Not to mention the issues of darkness or not, pedantry or not, most countries in the entire Shenhua Continent currently have no way to eliminate the existence of slaves.
After all, the existence of dungeons is destined to have some special races in this world that are prone to harm the territory.
Even Kyle, if he determines that these races cannot be used by him, he will either kill them like monsters or expel them.
If you insist on doing something that "cannot see this kind of scene", or even take the initiative to attack it, it will be thankless.
However, even among so many maids, there are only a few who can be awarded Gluttony Slime.
It is impossible for maids who have not passed the test and cannot gain the trust of the lord's mansion to obtain this thing.
A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Linhua's head maid's eyes, and her voice rose slightly:
"Don't use your ability and wisdom to measure the identity of our master. You know too little."
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Later everyone discovered that something was wrong.
Now that Qiang's novels are becoming more and more popular, many real novel kings have appeared in succession among the original nine groups of elderly care groups.
Especially in December last year, among the top 30 in the combat power list, there were 10 authors from nine groups. It was basically a situation where "the spearmen share the same luck, and Zilong dominates eight battles".
After some observation, I was surprised to find that some author friends, every time I open a coding room for 50 people (we jokingly call it 50 people impart), they say "No" and "Why are you still writing like this during the Spring Festival?"
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In fact, Riwan Luoluo couldn't write it faster than they did!
(Evaluation: I must severely criticize these paper kings who pretend to be idle dogs. I am so envious. If my grades were better, I could write less and think more about the plot and outline.)