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Chapter 8 on(1/2)

After the lunch hour, Erica and Diana began a reconnaissance operation in the city. At the same time, on a road dozens of kilometers away from the city of Wilsk, the convoy of the mission from Trikla was still moving forward slowly.

middle.

At the core of the motorcade, in a carriage inlaid with the "faced helmet and crossed battle axe" coat of arms of Grand Duke Michael's family, Chris Michael was writing quietly, while her teacher William was still sitting on her

The person on the other side was reading a book quietly.

"Teacher, the homework is finished."

"Oh, let me check."

After handing over her homework, Chris leaned on the backrest of the goose-down chair with relief, looking a little dissatisfied at William's pointing movements on his homework paper.

"Teacher, is it really useful to learn this kind of thing?"

"Well, it depends on how you view the concept of 'useful'. Take your future as an example. Regardless of whether you can become the next Duke Michael in the future, these calculation formulas will not play a key role in your life.

After all, in the life of a non-professional, there are very few methods other than addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

"Then why do you ask me to learn these things that are more difficult to understand than magic runes?"

"Knowledge is knowledge after all. Just because you can't use it directly doesn't mean you can't use it indirectly. What's more, learning mathematics can exercise your logical thinking ability. Don't you feel that you have become more agile when thinking about problems recently? If

To elaborate, studying mathematics topics will train your computational logic, graphical logic, analytical logic, judgment logic, etc., but the premise is that you learn and understand the formulas and applications..."

William suddenly stopped talking. Looking at Chris's confused expression, he knew that she actually didn't understand much of what she just said. William put down the homework paper he was correcting and thought for a while before continuing.

"Let's change to a more direct example. Last month you and your second brother, Count Adrian Michael, responded to your father's questions. Regarding the question about territorial taxation and war logistics, you always

You can give an almost correct answer faster than him. Of course, Mr. Count may not be good at arithmetic so he cannot surpass you in calculating taxes, but regarding war logistics issues, your answers are still not inferior to those of long-time leaders.

He is a soldier in war, and he considers many details more thoroughly than he does."

"This...this is some alternative knowledge that I used, teacher, you taught me..."

"Yes, but the fact that you were able to react correctly in such a short period of time is not what I taught you. It's entirely because your own way of thinking has changed. What's a pity is the way you calculated and the values ​​you estimated.

It's a bit random, but it's already very impressive to other people in this world. You even boldly used the superficial concepts of 'optimizing agricultural labor' and 'abolition of serfdom in agriculture' in the territory that I mentioned inadvertently before.

Although your father denied your proposal, he did not deny your concept, because for your father, your brother, and other ministers, these concepts that they had never heard of were too sharp, and even they

These brand-new concepts cannot be fully accepted by these self-proclaimed "innovative aristocrats". Although these concepts are not mathematical content, it is understandable that you can digest and apply these concepts in a short period of time, which is enough to demonstrate your ability.

The way of thinking is very different from the past, at least you will not say such childish words as 'If you don't have money, just collect taxes' like you did two years ago."

"Really...isn't this the result of self-understanding and learning in the process of growing up?"

"Growth? You see, your eldest brother, Mr. Patrick, has not grown at all in the past few years except for his hair and weight. He still firmly believes in the theory that 'commoners are the private property of the nobles'. And your second brother, after that incident

He 'blackmailed' me with two books, "Addition and Subtraction" and "The Story of Archimedes," and he seemed to be very enthusiastic about learning new knowledge."

"Damn it! I haven't finished reading that "Archimedes" yet, and..."

Just when Chris was dissatisfied with her second brother for robbing all her property, there was a rapid knock on the door of the carriage. After Chris responded, a man who looked like a knight was holding a big bird.

A small roll of parchment letters was handed to Chris.

"Miss Michael, this is an urgent letter just sent from the Chamber of Commerce in Pez."

"I understand, please step back first, Miles."

After expelling the knight, Chris opened the letter and read the content. William suddenly noticed that Chris' expression became a little panicked, and then asked.

"What happened?"

"Urgent information from the spy sent to Welsk City. He discovered two women who used magic to disguise their appearance on the public carriage heading to Welsk City. One of the women was an elf."

"Elf? Do you have a description of her appearance?"

"No, but the letter said that the human woman looked dangerous, and she also discovered the spy's disguise but didn't take action."

"Danger... If the elf woman is the man who assassinated the baron before, then the human woman is probably the helper she found."

"The Chosen One?"

"Impossible, the judgment that the assassin is the chosen one is just an inference, there is no conclusive evidence. Even if the elf lady is really the chosen one, then the other woman will not be. Because I learned from the 'Parliament'

There are currently only three Chosen Ones in Severna. In addition to the elves, there are humans and orcs. The human side is probably the warlord in the west who calls himself 'Olav Thunder Axe'. The Chosen One on the orc side is said to be a wolf.

Orc, name unknown."

"The Duke of Achim Principality? I seem to have heard this name from my father. It seems to be a powerful country famous for its military force. That Grand Duke is also a reincarnation?"

"Yes. 'Olav' is a typical Nordic name. The full name 'Olav Thunder Axe' can be said to be a self-proclaimed pseudonym, or it can also be understood that he gave himself a new name that suits his identity.

Just like your grandmother used the name of the famous female pirate. And the name 'Ahim' also comes from a place name on the earth."

"Can a reincarnated person also become the chosen one of the goddess Severna?"

"Although there is no conclusive evidence, I don't see any conflict between the two. In fact, we have also imagined whether the female elf's chosen one is also a reincarnation, but unfortunately we have never had the opportunity to officially

I have had contact with her."

"Then what do we do now?"

"Get your knights ready, we have to go to Wellsk City first."

"OK."

Chris opened the car door and summoned her knights. Not long after giving the instructions, she heard some commotion in the convoys of other noble children outside. Then a large group of cavalry and knights broke away from the envoys to escort the princess's carriage at high speed.

Forward.

"According to the estimated speed, if there are no accidents on the way, we can get there by the time after dinner. But, teacher, if the female elf wants to destroy the city of Welsk, how can we stop it?"

"No, I don't think she would do that. She used disguise magic to sneak into the city, which means she didn't make things bigger and just wanted to target the Baron. As for whether her identity is really Severna

The chosen one has yet to be confirmed, but what I am more worried about now is the human woman. If she is a helper invited by the elves, then it is enough to show that she is very familiar with this kind of fighting method. Such people usually have some anti-social plots, so

Probably more dangerous than elves."

"Can't we arrest them if they are not the Chosen One?"

"Do you think it's possible? And I'm more worried about it being over by the time we arrive."

"Then I can only pray that they start slower."

"Pray? Who do you want to pray to?"

"Uh...goddess...Severna?"

"..."

On the other hand, somewhere in the baronial residence in Wesk City, Wesker Ronan was performing some kind of magic on a strong man who was chained in a secret basement, because the strong man's whole body was tightly

The ground was fixed on a stone platform, and even his eyelids were forcibly peeled off by a maid with a strange smile, so even if he tried his best, he could not avoid the gem ring that exuded a strange light in front of him.

Gradually, as the light of the gem became weaker and weaker, the resistance of the strong man became smaller and smaller. After a while, he stopped resisting at all. His pupils dilated and lost their luster, and the whole person was like a doll.

Poker face.

After seeing this, Wesker withdrew the arm with the ring on it, and then signaled another maid to use a slender awl to pierce the sole of the strong man's foot. After seeing that the other party still had no reaction, Wesker nodded with satisfaction.

Let the maids loosen the chains of the strong man.

"Stand over here."

Following the command from his mouth, the strong man sat up from the table like a robot and stood obediently in front of Wesker.

"That's great. He is a qualified warrior."

Wesker looked back and forth at the strong muscles on the strong man's body and nodded with satisfaction. Then he ordered the strong man to go to a nearby location, took out a complete set of metal armor from the box on the ground and put it on.

"Go and wait over there."

Watching the heavily armed man walking into the crowd in the distance, there were more than 30 strong men wearing the same armor standing quietly. All of them had the same dilated pupils and expressionless expressions as the newly joined man.

Expression: Wesker walked up to the group of people very happily and raised his arms.

"Congratulations! The selected warriors, you will become the cornerstone of my grand hegemony, and you will receive the supreme glory..."

Originally, Wesker seemed to be planning to give an inspiring speech, but the audience was a little uncooperative. Except for a few maids behind him who applauded inexplicably, the strong men in front of them all stood there uniformly, without any

Any unnecessary action makes Wesker very unhappy.

"Hey, a defective product is a defective product. Apart from fighting, it's just a bunch of rubbish. It's really disappointing...but..." Wesker suddenly remembered that he had seen Ke at a ball held by the Grand Duke with his father a few years ago.

Liz couldn't help but let out a lewd sigh and then said to herself: "Cute little Chris, I have prepared a unique welcome party for you. You will definitely like it... I can't wait."

Look at the way you call me 'brother'...hahaha."

Along with the flickering firelight in the basement, Wesker Ronan's vulgar laughter continued for a long time.

Around 1 p.m., Diana and I were invited to the home of another nobleman as soon as we came out of a small nobleman's home. At noon, we came to this nobleman's house under the pretext of selling goods. Although he was called a nobleman, Dai was not.

Anna told me that the so-called lords under the baron are not even knights, they are just a group of landowners in name only. In the language here, they are called "Lord". When she spelled out the word in English, I always felt that this was

It's like a new vocabulary created by forcibly mixing two words together.

Generally speaking, in this world, people of the Lorde class are indeed considered a noble class. In some areas of some big countries, the influence of Lorde is no less than that of barons, but that is not the case here. The Lorde gentlemen here have neither

The land has no official position and is only a vassal of the baron.

We originally planned to actually sell something here to get some information from them, but I felt extremely disappointed when I saw those noble gentlemen drooling over those candies. Even the civilians
To be continued...
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