Chapter 243

Dong... Dong!

After the six consecutive muffled, clear magic bell chimes ended.

Tang Zheng stood in front of the window, looked up at the white pigeons flying densely one by one from the sky, his expression dumbfounded: "Even this kind of symbol has been brought over."

"Ainz... that is, the world before Suzuki Satoru traveled, it was already 2138; some traditional things have been preserved."

With the magic bell chime ending, a large flow of people began to emerge on the empty street, located on both sides of the street; if observed carefully, it could be seen that these people were all ordinary commoners.

Among them were many thin figures wearing coarse burlap clothes with severely worn-out clothing.

Soon, from the street in the distance, dozens of figures wearing white robes and looking holy began to appear.

This kind of attire was clearly priests or other faith-based magic casters.

Wherever this group of people passed, they waved their hands to release white light to shroud the crowd, performing a ceremony called "Blessing."

"First-Tier 'Minor Healing'."

Tang Zheng said softly, already understanding what the so-called blessing ceremony was:

"The church, no, it should be the Slane Theocracy pushing it behind the scenes; no wonder the Slane Theocracy has such a good reputation among the public."

"Theocracy and kingship didn't have the kind of confrontation in normal medieval times; it was because individuals mastered extraordinary power... or it was the strategy pushed by the Slane Theocracy."

Peering at the leopard through a tube.

Both the Kingdom and the Empire mainly believed in the Six Great Gods, but in normal situations, one could rarely see the figures of churches and temples.

Under normal circumstances, the only time most people could remember the temple was when they were injured and needed treatment; the church or temple side provided treatment services, of course, treatment required payment.

"This low-key ideology indeed wouldn't conflict with kingship."

"The Slane Theocracy has smart people."

Tang Zheng was thoughtful, and of course, he also knew that the appearance of this situation was related to the situation humans were in.

"Awoo." The evil spirit dog lay on the room floor, lazily kicking its front limbs, the bone chains on its body shaking slightly.

Tang Zheng turned around, looking at Enri, who was rarely dressed up carefully in the room; that little action of peeking out the window expectantly made the Witch of the Miss Cuiye on the side somewhat impatient.

"Since you want to go, then go," Tang Zheng said to Enri with a light laugh.

Using "Minor Healing" to perform "Blessing," he could actually do it, and the effect was even better, but in the eyes of ordinary people like Enri, the "Blessing" of the priests in the church was different from ordinary "Minor Healing" magic.

"Really?" Enri hurriedly moved her gaze away from the window, the three ponytails in front of her chest swinging, speaking excitedly and expectantly.

"If you go later, those priests will pass by here," Tang Zheng waved his hand.

Enri stood up, her light pink dress hanging down, looking at the Witch of the Miss Cuiye on the side somewhat cautiously.

"Let's go."

The Witch of the Miss Cuiye said expressionlessly.

This was the reason for her impatience, because according to the master's order, the safety issue regarding Enri had already been entrusted to her.

"Sorry to trouble you, Ms. Miss Cuiye," Enri said in a low voice, her face showing an uncontrollable happy expression.

With the departure of the two.

The room became quiet again.

Tang Zheng reached out and stroked the evil spirit dog's black, shiny hair: "Looks like you've gotten fatter, Little Black."

"Awoo." The evil spirit dog rubbed against Tang Zheng's trouser leg with its big head, showing a bit of cuteness as if to please him.

It was just that, as a magical beast, that fierce face really didn't suit cuteness, instead making the expression somewhat strange.

"Haha."

Tang Zheng laughed, then whispered silently: "Such easy days will be fewer and fewer in the future."

He traveled to this world in mid-May, and now it was the end of December; counting it up, he had been in this world for nearly seven months.

From a level 1 small fry to the current level 42, it only took more than half a year, looking extremely fast, but Tang Zheng knew very well that the higher the level, the more difficult it was to level up.

If "level" was a big dilemma next.

Then the plan laid out in advance was the second big dilemma.

To start laying out, one would inevitably come into contact with various forces in this world, and even the secrets hidden in the dark of the world.

In this process, there was no lack of "blood," and he couldn't let these spearheads point at himself; this was a difficult thing in itself.

From traveling to now, he had been burying his head in leveling up because he knew very well that without strength, too many thoughts and ideas would only harm him.

Until this moment.

Tang Zheng finally had the qualifications to start laying out according to his own ideas, and at the same time, after understanding this world more and more.

He could also realize more clearly how immature some of his ideas and plans were when he first traveled to this world.

"There are still three years."

Tang Zheng stared at the cheerful atmosphere outside the window again, thinking silently in his heart.

This kind of clear confrontational thought was not Tang Zheng's wishful thinking, and he knew that Ainz would not accept powerful non-Great Tomb members of the same level.

The first thought Ainz had when he determined that he had traveled to another world was to check the various items in his item box, ensuring that even if all the Floor Guardians betrayed him, he could still guarantee his calm escape.

Just this point could show Ainz's personality.

And in the plot of the light novel and anime, after the information war between the Platinum Dragon Lord's Platinum Armor and Pandora, who was disguised as Ainz, ended. 'In the Great Tomb analysis meeting, Shalltear mentioned whether it was possible to win over this Platinum Armor called "Riku."

Ainz's answer was very direct, which was that if the other party joined, then ask all the other party's secrets, and then kill them.

Albedo felt it was a pity.

Ainz answered again that he had no confidence in being able to suppress such a strong person.'

This was also the reason why Tang Zheng cut off this thought from the beginning; putting himself in a dangerous situation and handing over his life to someone else's thought to determine life and death.

It was really an extremely stupid behavior.

"The layout plan cannot be rushed, and it cannot be rushed." Tang Zheng's gaze was deep.

There were too many secrets hidden in this world, so from the beginning, Tang Zheng had no confidence in being able to mobilize the power of the entire other world before the plot started.

This also destined that the battle with the "Great Tomb of Nazarick" would likely become a possibility of a protracted war.

"Still the issue of manpower..." Tang Zheng sighed.

The technology of "artificial magical beasts" he had been researching during this period, or the special magic ritual of "Wild Transformation" he was preparing to research.

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In fact, they were all exploring the possibility of strengthening manpower.

Evening.

With the end of the "Blessing," the celebration activity that made the entire Royal Capital fall into true joy began, and this activity would last until the next day.

So the Day of Prayer was also called the Day of Celebration by many people.

Compared to the daytime, which was basically a scene of ordinary commoners receiving "Blessing," with the retreat of the priests and faith-based magic casters, adventurers, and even nobles gradually began to appear.

Clearly, the blessing activity created by the church and the temple was not liked by adventurers or nobles.

"Ro-Lonte" Royal City.

Corridor of the Francia Palace.

Reynas was rarely not wearing armor; perhaps she didn't like overly bright colors, and the dress on her body was also mainly light-colored.

Especially the waist was black, then dotted with golden ribbons.

The golden long hair tied up to the waist swayed slightly as Reynas walked, making many passing maids and guards guarding outside look sideways along the way.

Reynas walked in the corridor with a calm and cold expression, the high heels under her feet making a light sound on the nearly reflective corridor floor.

Facing the hidden gazes cast by the guards outside.

Reynas didn't care; she had always been very confident in her appearance, but whenever she stood with that princess.

She always had a feeling of being ashamed of herself.

The more beautiful a woman was, when facing a woman more beautiful than herself, her inner emotions would inevitably not be high.

Fortunately, the experience in the Empire made Reynas understand that pure beauty was far less secure than the long spear in her hand.

Was this self-comfort?

Reynas had this thought in her heart, mocked herself, speaking of which, what was that princess calling her over for at this time.

Thought for a short while.

Reynas gave up trying to guess the thoughts of that Princess Renner; the other party was indeed very intelligent.

Compared to this matter.

Reynas actually cared more about the fact that the lord had arrived at the Royal Capital for several days, but the two had not met, and she had a lot of information she wanted to report.

Before.

She also secretly used Imina's hand to pass the information that she wanted to meet the lord, but was rejected.

This made Reynas full of incomprehension; she speculated that the lord should have other thoughts.

"Hoo."

Reynas took a light breath.

Heh, that half-elf Imina must have taken advantage of the more convenient status to contact the lord, and hasn't she been actively contacting the lord during this period?

Half-elf?

It was said that the lord had a magic caster who was also a demi-human race following him; did the lord like this type?

It was hard to say.

After all, the lord liked to use the blood of demi-human races to make alchemy potions; it was normal to have such strange hobbies.

Reynas's golden silk hair in front of her forehead fluttered, her cold and exquisite face caused a group of guards along the way to look sideways, while no one knew that the other party was currently letting her imagination run wild.

As she gradually approached the palace where Princess Renner was located.

Reynas finally recovered, because she found that on the corridor of the palace where the princess was located, the palace maids who should have been numerous and used to serve here, currently didn't have a single person.

Such a situation.

Made Reynas's heart solemn; this was clearly not in line with court rules.

Did something happen?

Just as this thought arose, Reynas denied it, because the guards guarding along the way were all familiar faces, and there were no signs of any turmoil.

(End of chapter)