Chapter 290 Dancing Under the Moon

The next morning, when Crown entered the blacksmith shop, Del came up to him and said,

"Sir, we worked all night to transfer goods from the mine, and now the warehouse is full.

There is another batch tonight, and the quantity is slightly smaller than yesterday.

The mine’s inventory has now been cleared out, and the next batch will have to wait about half a month.

The mine is Mr. Nick's property. I have already told the manager that we will settle the bill at the end of the month."

The mine mainly produces iron ore and copper ore, and the amount of tin ore is relatively small. In addition, the smelter loads a large amount of finished products onto trains and transports them to Rhine City every once in a while, so there are not many tin ingots in stock.

"It's very efficient. Ask them to send the bill over when it's time to pay. William will negotiate directly with Nick."

Crown nodded in satisfaction. Now, whenever he gave an order for something to be done, his subordinates would naturally help him get it done, which could save him a lot of time.

He paused and patted Del on the shoulder: "You must be tired after working all night, go back and rest. I'll need you to watch over me tonight."

"Okay, I'll take my leave," Del responded, nodded and left.

Last night he just worked as a supervisor for one night and did not do any work. For a second-level transcendent, he could definitely handle one night less of rest.

However, working overtime during this period was indeed tiring, and the bishop sympathized with him, so he went back to sleep peacefully.

Crown began to forge armor and weapons of extraordinary quality. The more preparations were made now, the more combat-effective the troops that emerged from Hamers Parish would be in times of war.

The spiritual concentration in the world is getting higher and higher, the number of extraordinary people is increasing, and the Crusaders are also beginning to expand.

Now, the entire diocese has more than 1,300 crusaders, and there are more than ten second-level transcendents than when the new diocese was first built. The stronger the diocese, the more confident he will be as the bishop.

When a state of war comes, his private armed forces will be incorporated into the parish's troops and will have to fight their way through a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

What he wanted was a strong army that would completely obey his command, not a group of ordinary guards.

Crown's efficiency was extremely high. The blacksmiths working with him were five or six times more skilled than other senior blacksmiths. He could forge a breastplate in more than half an hour.

Time passed quickly as he worked without distraction. The morning was over in a flash. He asked the blacksmith to count his workload and went to eat first.

The blacksmith will receive a commission for making qualified equipment, and even more for making extraordinary equipment. He also has to be paid for his work, which is different from the profit of the blacksmith shop. The main point is to clearly distinguish between public and private.

With his current ability, he could earn more than thirty Gold Spirit Coins for the finished products forged in one morning.

After lunch, Crown went to the warehouse without any delay.

The silvery-white tin ingots were neatly stacked, filling the space, leaving only a very narrow aisle.

He first chanted the Golden Light Mantra for a while to help digest the food, and then began to devour the metal essence.

Spiritual light enveloped the tin ingot, and in a short while, half a cubic meter of the goods was devoured and turned into a pile of debris. With the continuous application of his abilities, Yuling's strength is also constantly increasing.

I don’t know if there is an upper limit to Yu Ling’s strength. It would be perfect if he could keep growing with him.

As long as he chooses a powerful enough spirit driver, his shortcomings will become fewer and fewer, and he will become a true hexagonal warrior.

The sun cast its last rays of light and set, and the inky night mixed with the gray fog dyed the world.

Crown worked for an entire afternoon and finally finished all the tin ingots.

Del had been waiting here half an hour ago. Seeing that he had finished all the work, he told the apprentice waiting at the door to clean up the residue, and then handed him a wet towel with a smile on his face:

"Sir, Butler William is nagging you to come back, and the restaurant has been preparing meals."

Taking the towel, Crown wiped his face and hands, then handed it back: "Thank you for your hard work this evening."

“It’s not hard. I didn’t do any of the lifting, so how can it be considered hard work?

By the way, sir, Janice has become a transcendent and will finish the training camp next spring. I wonder if she can stay with you."

Del spoke carefully, he knew the bishop still had a few vacancies for guards.

Seriously speaking, Janice was not qualified to be a guard. After all, his daughter was only a junior exorcist priest. If she stayed with the bishop, she could not expect to be of any help in the short term.

However, he still had to swallow his pride and beg. If they had the ability, every parent would plan more for their children.

He is well aware of his talent, and with sufficient resources, it will not be a problem for him to advance to become a third-level transcendent. In the past, a third-level transcendent was also considered a big shot, but looking at the current situation, he is just a middle-level person.

My daughter is much more talented. If she can work with the bishop, her future will be bright.

He has a deep understanding of how powerful the boss he follows is.

It took him just over a year to advance from the third level to the fourth level. He believed that such a speed of advancement was worthy of being described as godlike.

"Janice is already a transcendent?"

Clown was a little surprised. He thought of the little girl who stood in front of him stubbornly. Unknowingly, she had grown to this point. She was just a girl under twelve years old.

Even today, with the world's growing spirituality, this performance is worthy of the reputation of a genius.

Of course you can't compare with him, he is a cheater.

"Okay, I promise."

Crown didn't hesitate and agreed readily.

The more talented you are, the less time it takes to advance. Even though it may not be useful now, you will be able to become a powerful warrior when you grow up.

It is said that Fanny Siss was about this age when she advanced to a transcendent, but what kind of family background does Fanny have? How can Janice compare with her?

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Del immediately bowed solemnly and said, "May the light of the Lord of Fire illuminate your path forward."

He was so nervous just now, but now his heart has returned to normal.

"What are you thanking me for? When Janice becomes a strong person, she will have to fight for me."

Clown waved his hand: "I'm leaving."

He walked quickly out of the blacksmith shop and got into the carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

After returning to the mansion, he drank half a glass of red wine as an accompaniment to the meal. After having a hearty meal served by the butler, Crown returned to the bedroom and took a comfortable hot bath.

After taking a shower, he walked out of the bathtub, circulated his fire breath, and his body turned golden red. The water droplets on his body were immediately evaporated.

Now he visualized the life energy he obtained from the Golden Light Mantra merging into one with the source of life. The appearance of his fire breath when it was in operation was completely different from that of Cavendish.

The bronze armor rippled like liquid and then covered his entire body. At the same time, a pair of silver and gold wings grew behind him.

The metal swallowed this afternoon did not have time to be smudged with gold, so the color was no longer the more eye-catching rose gold, but the wings were more than half as many as yesterday.

More tin essence not only means bigger wings, but also greater buoyancy.

If there is enough tin essence, he can float in the air without even flapping his wings.

He will need to prepare several more sets of clothes when he goes out to fight in the future. As he absorbs more and more metal essence, the thickness of the alloy armor continues to increase. Coupled with the magic of flying, his clothes will explode instantly when a battle occurs.

If the battle is too intense and consumes all the spiritual power, you can't just do it naked, right? !

Crown flew out of the shaky window and began to practice the art of flying.

He whistled and Fukin from next door also ran out. Man and pet flew upwards. Buster jumped onto the windowsill and meowed enviously.

Fujin is much more agile than his master. He flies around his master very excitedly.

The mental power of Crown and the Fire Cube were in sync. Following his thoughts, the spirit controlled the frequency and direction of the wings' flapping.

He moved forward and backward in the air, or hovered, sometimes accelerating to climb, and sometimes circling and diving.

Although it wasn't very fast, being able to fly under one's own power was a remarkable achievement.

Even the Pope has to walk with his feet on the ground now.

Crown firmly believed that as his proficiency in flying magic continued to improve, his speed would become faster and faster.

When his speed could reach that of Fukin, he would go to Rhine City and ask if there were any recent battle plans. If not, he would go to the cultists' camp on his own.

The two-headed chimera was not slow, but he observed that the creature could not catch up with his pet.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

With a sharp weapon in hand, he was filled with murderous intent. At that time, he was not afraid of the enemy's siege. If the enemy was really difficult to deal with, he could just slip away.

Clown continued to climb upwards. While the Fire Cube still had sufficient spiritual power, he wanted to pass through the gray fog and see the bright moon in the sky.

The gray fog is now growing thicker, and the moonlight has a hard time shining through onto the earth.

In a few years, the moon will probably become just a legend.

Visualization under the moonlight can produce more moon dew and moonlight. He now stores more sun fire liquid and sun essence.

"Quack, quack"

Fu Jin surrounds its master and ascends together.

On the bell tower of Hamers, the priest who was on night watch saw an unforgettable scene.

A warrior wearing metal armor and with wings on his back, like an angel on earth, flew upwards, and a golden bird with shining light surrounded him.

The priest knew that the big bird was a pet raised by Bishop Crown. He had also had the honor of witnessing the bishop's battle with the deer-headed spirit and understood that the bishop had a set of armor that fit him particularly well.

"A person can actually fly. A Level 3 Transcendent cannot possibly fly. Could it be that the Bishop could..."

The pastor's breathing quickened unconsciously. "Fuck, I must show off to others tomorrow. This is definitely the most explosive news."

Clown continued to move upwards, and when he was about to approach the gray fog, he saw that the gray fog was like a sand dune collapsing upwards, avoiding his entry.

When he completely entered the gray fog, he saw his armor emitting golden light. The gray fog seemed to have met its nemesis and moved away from him, leaving a human-shaped gap.

"Quack, quack"

Fukin yelled and flew to his master's side. Clown saw that his pet's body was also shining with golden light. Gray Mist was also very afraid of this crow.

'No wonder he often went out to play at night. I thought he used golden water to remove the pollution of gray fog afterwards, but I never thought he was immune to gray fog.

Besides the Holy Fire, I haven't heard of any other means by which the Church can be immune to the gray fog.

My Golden Light Talisman can also dispel the gray fog. Maybe I should make more Golden Light Talismans and Pure Heart Talismans for backup, so that my subordinates can have unique means to rely on when they go out to fight in the future.'

As Crown thought about it, he flapped his wings and continued to fly upwards.

His flying speed was a little faster than last night. In less than two minutes, he had flown out of the gray fog and saw the long-lost bright moon.

The waxing moon spreads its bright light, illuminating the world, but is obscured by the gray fog.

Higher up in the sky, the black curtain is dotted with stars that are bright or dim.

The moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and the wind was cold. For some reason, this strong wind could not blow away the gray fog.

The wind blew into the gray fog and the wind weakened quickly. Crown hovered above the gray fog and saw the fog rolling gently like a demon with bared fangs and claws.

I don’t know how the gray fog was formed, where it came from, and where it will go.

After staring for a while, he stopped thinking about this currently unanswered question and continued to practice the art of flying.

Today he had to consume as much spiritual power as possible from the Fire Cube. He had to know how long his combat endurance would last when using this self-created skill.

The fourth-level spirit controller has a much higher intelligence. Crown lets the spirit controller monitor the stock of its own spirit control power, and he devotes himself to practice.

His movements gradually became more skillful from clumsy, like an elf dancing under the moon.

The expression on his face became more and more calm, and his proficiency in the art of flying continued to increase.

As the crescent moon set in the west, Clown swooped down. He had very little spiritual power left. If he wanted to replenish it quickly, he could only use the moonlight. It would be a waste to use it now.

He has concluded that at his current speed, the Fire Cube can support six hours and twelve minutes of flight in full condition.

If the flight speed is faster, this value will decrease.

If you are fighting in the air, you still have to be careful, because the alloy armor will consume some spiritual power when attacked.

After following for most of the night, Fukin no longer had the strength to chirp. After returning to the mansion, he couldn't wait to go into the pet room.

Crown flew back to the bedroom, washed up, lay down on the bed, and summoned a golden wall.

The velvet bed was so soft that I felt completely immersed in it when I lay down on it.

[Flying Magic: 2046/10000; Level 1]

After working on it for a whole night, he gained 2,000 proficiency points. If he put all his effort into this skill, he could master it in two or three days.

Comparing before and after, his flying speed has increased a lot.

Crown estimated that as long as the skill was upgraded to the second level, the flying speed might be able to reach or exceed Fujin's speed.

In this way, he could go fishing in the cultists' base without any worries.

Let William prepare everything tomorrow and be ready for a long battle in the wild.

You only need to come back every three days and enter the alienated land to harvest the proficiency of the Golden Light Spell.

If everything went well, the Golden Light Mantra and the breathing technique would advance in no time. He didn't know how strong he would become, but he knew that he should be able to walk sideways in this world.

Now he just hopes those cultists can create more two-headed chimeras, he needs them urgently.

Crown turned over comfortably and soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)