Chapter 59 Hot
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Yes, I was born by my mother.
Luca suddenly remembered that he had a mother and immediately distanced himself from them: "Listen to me, they cut off all ties with me since I was a child."
The Sage's Sword no longer made any sound, but lay there quietly.
Luke: "It accepts reality so quickly."
Quill: "Go check if he's dead."
“…”
The Sword of the Sage has been persecuted for too long, and now its consciousness is being fed back by the power of faith. After gradually recovering, its mind is full of conspiracy theories.
Luke could only give it some time to calm down, and then talk to the quill about business.
"The history of the Tree of Life is all fabricated, and the so-called listeners who cultivate the oracle are definitely fake."
The Holy See has always tried to cultivate the most powerful and pure souls, and it has absolutely no good intentions. Now that I think about it, his congenital magical disability might have saved him from disaster.
Luke simply underwent desensitization treatment, stopped telling chicken soup stories, and began to read "My Demon Father" to the Sword of the Sage.
Halfway through reading, the Sage Sword was still standing there. He took the time to say to the Quill Pen, "Regarding the troubles of the Holy Court, why don't you talk to the Saint later?"
After a slight pause, Luke said meaningfully, "Just go with your real identity."
Feather Pen raised his eyebrows, and finally the corners of his lips curved up.
Now is truly the perfect time.
There are internal and external troubles, and even a saint cannot take care of them all. When all these things are piled together, the impact of one's own identity will be greatly weakened.
At least the other party won't do anything to disrupt the balance at this critical juncture.
Whether dealing with the Demon King or the Holy See, revealing one's strength is a matter of time. Being discovered or exposed afterwards will only sow doubts. More importantly, the terminal has officially appeared in front of the public, and the increase in camp members will be conducive to the enhancement of Luke's voice in the future.
The manuscript was placed on his knees. Luke looked out the window where snow was falling again. “I wonder if the celebration day process has been completed by now.”
The First Magic Academy is currently in an extremely heated yet oppressive atmosphere.
In the high-level blockade area, the sword light that had previously flashed in the air was explained as a magic weapon that was to be demonstrated in advance. Most of the students and teachers who were unaware of the inside story believed the explanation of the school leaders, and even the investigation was disguised as property theft.
Some of the noble parents who came to visit were skeptical, while others were distracted by other things.
"Have you seen the things used by the saints in the Temple of Revelation before?"
They asked privately in their small circles, but no one got an answer.
This aroused everyone's curiosity even more.
The speeches and military exhibition sessions were over. After the saint left, the remaining officials and dignitaries had to have a private gathering.
"I have to visit my teacher first when I return to my alma mater."
"Haha, me too! In the past I was proud of my alma mater, and today my alma mater is proud of me."
While chatting, everyone agreed to have dinner together later and then went their separate ways for the time being.
"See the teacher?" Admiral Carol straightened his uniform and sneered.
When the sun-like radiance illuminated the sky, there was a terrifying sword energy in it. If he guessed correctly, it was some up-and-coming person who drew out the Sage's Sword.
Most of these colleagues wanted to investigate.
Admiral Carol was not going to join in the fun, so he called out to the generals of the other armies, "Let's go."
The general was surprised: "You don't want to go and see..."
Carol interrupted: "It's a rare day off, why are you running around?"
With such a big commotion, it is impossible for the reporters who came here today to believe the college’s excuses. He is on good terms with the editors-in-chief of several newspapers in the Holy City, so it would be more reliable to ask them later.
Several colleagues seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go for a walk around the dining spot first."
There are a lot of things to buy every holiday, such as magic boots and gloves, which should have been replaced long ago.
The group took the animal cart back to the core business district of the city-state.
The best and most expensive products are always at Rhine Trading Company. After learning about the demand, the sales staff enthusiastically promote the latest models of combat boots.
A group of officers attracted attention wherever they went. Carol ignored the gazes and listened casually. Suddenly, he stopped and asked, "What is that?"
Several colleagues looked over subconsciously and were stunned.
When new models arrive at the store, there will be picture guides to recommend them. Among them, there is something that looks very similar to what the saint used before, and the price is shocking.
"The portable mobile terminal was previously only available to the elves, and we just received it."
Carol: “Let me show you.”
The salesperson put on white gloves before carefully holding the box out and saying, "It can help you connect with another end user anywhere."
Instead of focusing on the features, the salesperson first said something superficial: "If you buy it now, you will get a special waist bag for free."
The special waist bag doesn't have much sense of design, and there's not even a trace of magic. It's worth a few silver coins at most.
Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads when they heard this. They didn't care about the gifts at all, and didn't listen carefully to the sales introduction. They just wanted to have the same model as the saint, so they bought it on the spot.
The salesperson repeatedly reminded us: "Please try not to put the terminal into the storage ring. Different spaces will affect the communication signal."
After he finished speaking, he personally helped them put on their waist bags.
The waist bag uses economical materials, and the semi-hollow design allows the objects inside to be vaguely visible.
The officer became increasingly indifferent to this cheap thing. He paid the bill and left. He had no idea that this waist bag would leave a strong mark on the entire Holy Demon Continent for a long time to come.
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Soft advertising needs time to ferment.
Luke didn't care about the first day's sales and continued to read to the Sword of the Sage. As for Quill, when the celebration day was almost over, he went to the holy tower alone.
"…And just like that, the Demon King and the Saint exchanged tokens of love."
Buzz!
The Sage Sword, who was half-evil and half-paranoiac, really treated "My Demon Father" as a horror novel.
horrible. So scary! !
With parents like this, the child is in for a terrible start. Putting aside the content of the matter, the hybrid identity of a human-demon is destined to make the other party unpopular.
The Sage Sword stood up directly, and the scabbard stroked his head in comfort.
Luke blinked. How could he accept his past so easily? Originally, he was planning to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and rap some sad lines.
Luke didn't know that the Sage's Sword actually had a natural liking for him. It had only felt that kind of pure power of faith in the human ancestor before.
After confirming that he was also a victim of the Holy See, the Sword of Sage took some time and successfully ensured that the disaster would not affect his children.
"Very good, in the future we will be partners fighting side by side."
Before he could finish his words, the door, which was already ajar, was pushed open with the sound of footsteps on the snow.
The moment he entered the room, Quill Pen saw Luke being touched on the head by a sword.
“…” I was away for just one afternoon and already I was loved again.
"How did the conversation go?" Luke asked, closing the book quickly.
Quill nodded slightly and said, "It went smoothly."
As for whether the saint was successful or not, he didn't know.
In one day, he first did soft-text advertising promotion, then saw the Sage's Sword being pulled out, then helped to rescue people, then learned about the rebellion of the Holy See, and finally heard his true identity, while also performing his job and delivering a speech.
Quill's tone suddenly became more curious: "If you were a saint, what would you do first when faced with a mess?"
Luke: "Of course, go to the temple and worship."
Then he burned some Tai Sui incense and cried to comfort himself that good things would come after bad luck.
Quill gave him a long look.
What a promising future.
Seeing that it was getting late, Luke consolidated his knowledge of magic spells. The deficit from the previous contract with the Sage's Sword had not yet been repaid, so he went to bed early.
The Sword of the Sage is ready to move. It lost the battle in the dream during the day, so now is undoubtedly a good opportunity.
The quill blew away, pretending not to notice, and continued to focus on reshaping the magic structure.
A quarter of an hour later, the Sage Sword screamed.
Amid the crisp sound of the sword, Lujia calmly turned over, with no intention of waking up.
In today’s dream, he was still fighting against the Demon King as usual.
The next day, King Luke got up early as usual.
The Sage's Sword was obviously much more obedient today, and Luke was eating breakfast as if nothing had happened.
Halfway through his meal, he moved his ears to put the items away. After signing the contract, the Sage's Sword could be freely put into the storage ring.
At almost the same time, Lillian's voice came from outside: "Luke, are you there?"
As the door opened, Lillian came in with an excited look on her face.
When she saw the pair of eyes that had turned bloodshot at some point, she was stunned.
Lillian excitedly reported the main business first: "My father has gathered thirty great magicians, and the magic structure of the online novel platform has been tossed out!"
Luke nodded. In fact, this took a little longer than he thought.
Lillian was excited: "Are we going to openly solicit submissions?"
Lujia thought for a while and said, "First, we should put a few incentive plans on the top. The rewards must be high and the quotas must be sufficient. The second part of My Group Pet will be published on the platform first, and it will bring its own publicity."
After all, the platform is rooted in the Internet. Only with terminals can the Internet be used, and the terminals must become popular first.
He looked at Lilia and said, "You should know a lot of noble ladies. Go to more parties recently."
Lillian understood everything immediately: "And I intentionally brought the terminal to the party?"
"Yes, and you have to show off nonchalantly." Luke said, "You are in charge of the young people's circle here. If it is convenient, you can also let your father participate in some activities of the pharmacist circle."
Karen had previously sent a message informing that the first batch of terminals had been sold to military officers. During the celebration period, there would be many large and small occasions that senior officials would need to attend. Once all the main parts were covered, an unparalleled fire trend would be formed.
"good!"
Lillian left again in a hurry; she happened to have a tea party in the afternoon.
Lujia stuffed the last breakfast bag into his mouth in the cold wind: "Finally everything is ready."
The feather pen stood up to close the door, and the east wind was blowing in the sky.
For the next period of time, Lujia stayed at home again to avoid the limelight, but the outside world was getting more and more lively day by day.
Since purchasing the terminal, Admiral Carol has attracted a lot of attention every time he attends a party.
The waist bag that was originally disliked has become a golden signboard invisibly. The terminal that is looming under the semi-hollow jacquard design has been asked at least a thousand and eight hundred times.
"What is this? A new weapon?"
"Hey, I saw this saint the other day, too!"
As soon as the topic of saints came up, a circle immediately formed around them, and the public was eager to have him display himself.
It's just once or twice, but it has been displayed countless times in the past two days, and Admiral Carol is a little tired of it.
He finally understood why other colleagues began to refuse the banquet with various reasons.
Starting from tomorrow, he will turn down all invitations since the military funds for next year have already been prepared.
"Angelfish?"
After Carol took out the terminal, an old general looked at the icon curiously.
The old general had spent most of his life stationed on the border, and out of respect Carol opened up the community.
There are many videos about secrets of the Holy See and the Elves in the popular recommendations, some of which involve the death of the high priest. He himself is not interested in any secret gossip, and has no intention of creating topics under the public eye.
So as soon as she entered, Carol immediately jumped to her personal page.
His personal information, like his personality, was filled out in a very standard manner: Carol, General of the Ninth Military Region.
Having seen it all and after saying a few perfunctory words to the guest, Carol was ready to turn it off.
Just as he was about to quit, he noticed a red +1 in the message bar.
【Kongguyouyou follows you】
who?
Seeing the unfamiliar title, Carol clicked on it reflexively.
The other party's introduction column is empty, but there are two pictures and texts posted on the homepage, one of which was posted several days ago:
[Empty Valley: Watching the snow from a high place, is everything alright in winter? Life is like a game of chess, and today you meet your rival. 】
"Wait, this angle..." The old general suddenly narrowed his eyes and stretched his neck to look.
Where can you get a direct view of Armadillo Square?
The lady next to him was much more observant than him and poked her fingernails at one spot: "Look, isn't this the ferret under the saint's seat?"
In the midst of the snow, there was an unnatural bulge and a paw print next to it.
When the two of them came closer, they blocked part of the light. Carol couldn't see clearly at first, but at this moment his pupils shrank slightly, and his sharp eyes accurately swept to the place where the woman was pointing.
The entire atmosphere at the banquet suddenly changed.
The guests who were scattered in various places at the beginning came over one after another and tried to squeeze into the encirclement. Carol, who was in the center of the encirclement, swept his majestic gaze around, and some nobles took a step back in fear.
Carol's expression remained serious, and it seemed that not much had changed.
However, when he scrolled down to see more pictures and text, he missed the screen several times and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his fingertips.
"Is it okay?" A young master from a nearby family was so nervous that he forgot to use honorifics.
When he realized what he had said, he quickly covered his mouth.
Scrolling down, Carol finally saw the second picture and text.
The poster was complaining that his pet liked to jump around in multi-dimensional space and was obsessed with playing hide-and-seek all day long.
"It's a saint! It must be a saint!"
Only the saint's ferret has this ability.
The surroundings were in a state of complete excitement.
It was already crowded, and as the guests moved further in, it suddenly didn't feel like a banquet anymore. It was even worse than a traffic-jammed street.
Carol's terminal was nearly pushed to the ground by the excited crowd.
"Everyone stand back."
With a low shout, he immediately protected the terminal as if it were his own sword.
After confirming that it was a saint, Carol's usually stern and serious face showed reverence and emotion.
The saint is like a spiritual totem to the military.
When humans and demons fought a great war, the saint not only forced the Holy Court to allocate funds, he also personally went to the border which was like a meat grinder, and faced the Demon King and the two princes at the same time.
The old general next to him had personally participated in that battle and his worship of the saint was unparalleled.
At this moment, he completely forgot about Carol's past brilliant achievements, and his mind was filled with only one thought: How could this kid be so worthy!
The old general stared at the terminal with a fierce look in his eyes.
That’s right, it’s all because of this. If he also had a terminal, Carol wouldn’t have a turn!
Maybe you'll be the one being noticed.
"I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."
A cunning nobleman took the initiative to say, "If I remember correctly, Carol said that he bought it from the Rhine Trading Company, and it was sold in limited quantities."
Limited quantity!
The organizers of the banquet all ran away, let alone the others. Some even cut the reins and rode away on their precious beasts.
During the holidays, the law enforcement team was maintaining order on important roads. One second they were feeling pleased with the lively and orderly atmosphere, and the next second they were suddenly stunned.
“!!!”What is that?
All I saw was a black mass in the distance. In the front row of the crazy crowd were people in formal gowns, followed by noble ladies and young ladies in luxurious long skirts and holding wine glasses. Some of their jewel hairpins and brooches fell to the ground, and they just rushed over like that!
Rich people can never refuse limited editions.
The noble who was running in the front regretted his actions so much that his intestines turned green. In fact, he had seen the illustrations of new products in the store before, but he did not ask further because he thought that pursuing the same style too much would only lead to imitating others without any evidence.
As a result, he lost an opportunity to attract the attention of the saint, which would have been a huge benefit to his family.
"Clear the streets and increase security!"
The law enforcement captain gave the order, thinking that there was a riot somewhere and these nobles were fleeing for their lives.
The next moment, the crowd all turned into the Rhine Trading Company.
"Don't push."
"Can you please maintain some order?"
The people in front frowned and scolded, pretending that they were forced to move forward, yet they stretched their arms out in front of them.
"I want a terminal!"
The salesperson was stunned.
The customers around were confused when they saw a group of nobles suddenly squeeze in. But when they realized that they were there to buy things, they subconsciously followed suit and lined up.
Things that need to be snatched are usually good things.
For a week in a row, the temptation of queuing was played out every day. After the fever successfully spread from person to person, Luke sent a message to Karen, asking him to come and see him.
There were some wrinkles on Karen's cuffs and bruises under his squinty eyes. He paid the most attention to his image in his daily life, which showed that he was really busy.
But when he saw Luke, he smiled.
There aren’t many opportunities to earn money while enjoying the sense of accomplishment of promoting something new.
In particular, it had been a long time since anything had made him feel stressed.
The door was not closed tightly, and Luke saw him and waved, "Come in, the Elf King and I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Karen was overloaded with pressure in an instant: "..."
After coming in, Karen was a little surprised to find that the other person who had been inseparable from Luke since some time ago was not there.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Luke said, "He is with the saint."
After he revealed his identity that day, the saint did not ask him any further questions and just went straight to Quill Pen to answer any questions he had.
This made Lujia feel very comfortable and he could devote more energy to his personal ambitions.
The Elf King was far away overseas, so it was impossible for him to come in person. The three of them relied on the channel created by the terminal to conduct voice and video chat.
The normal picture quality did not detract from the beauty of the Elf King. Luca was almost old enough to use her beauty to commit crimes. Sandwiched between them, Karen rubbed the large gem ring on her thumb and consoled herself: I have a good temperament.
"We can produce another batch of terminals while the iron is hot."
The limited hunger sales strategy has been almost used up. If we continue to tighten it, it will easily cause rebellion.
Luke nodded: "Of course we will mass produce it, but this time we will add a large-screen terminal."
Karen frowned: "This is not easy to carry with you, right?"
The terminal has just been launched on the market, so shouldn’t we hurry up and make technological innovations? At least the smaller the better, for example, find a way to put it in a storage ring.
According to the inertial thinking of mainland people, all valuable and useful equipment must be put away? For example, they can launch hidden models and ordinary models, speed up product updates, and charge extra for those with multi-functions.
Lujia waved his hand: "It's not easy to break if you put it away, which will affect your money making."
He went back to the previous question.
"It's because it can't be carried." Luka carefully measured the size. It was bigger than they imagined.
"I want to open a special business place to provide Internet access to those who cannot afford terminals for the time being."
Internet cafe, it’s your turn!
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Luke's Diary Guide:
On the first day of moving the space nest, a new footprint function was added, which allows you to see the footprints of every peeper.
Wait, it’s not closed to the public, so why are there so many paw prints?
There is a constant stream of visitors throughout the day, including men, women, young and old, and different races.
Luke: ...#￥%...@&
Let’s go back to paper diary.
The First Magic Academy randomly drops fifty small red envelopes and collects clues about the criminal online.
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