When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1169 Demonized Machinery
This news, like a burst of lunar mercury, instantly froze all the tech priests in place.

A clockwork mechanism and a brainless horse were able to transform into a monster.

Upon closer inspection, this magical mechanical horse does indeed share the same characteristics.

Suddenly transformed from an ordinary "creature" into a monster, it possesses an extremely strong desire to attack living beings.

Most importantly, the holy water had a special effect on it.

This is the most classic characteristic of monsters.

Many witches are considered part of the monsters because witches are also susceptible to the effects of holy water.

Of course, after capturing the angel, it was proven that even angels would feel unwell if they drank too much holy water.

After all, the essence of holy water is a substance that powerfully isolates the ether.

It can be said that it is the opposite of the moon's mercury.

"But this is a wind-up mechanical horse; it doesn't even have a brain."

"The vampire's skeleton soldiers don't have brains either, but they can still move around."

"Wait a minute, could this be vampires causing trouble?"

"No way, how could a creature controlled by a vampire be that smart?"

The tech priests quickly came up with one hypothesis after another, only to have them all refuted.

However, just to be on the safe side, Horn instructed the Chekas to summon the vampires of the Soridor clan to verify whether it was their own people playing with magic.

"Sprinkle some more moon mercury on it, but don't actually kill it." Horn continued to give instructions as he watched the Chekas quickly leave the courtyard.

Another ladle of moon mercury was poured down, and this time the moon mercury landed on the clockwork gears, gathering like dew.

Then, it melted into the gears and the spring, and after a short while, the spring-loaded mechanical horse, panting like a broken bellows, stood up.

This time, its gaze toward Horn was filled with even more hatred.

"You never learn from your mistakes!" Horn cursed.

These monsters are somewhat intelligent, but not very intelligent either.

If all monsters are not only incredibly powerful but also extremely intelligent, they could simply conquer the world.

Horn's gaze lingered on the wind-up mechanical horse, but he casually found a seat and sat down.

Sure enough, a problem arose.

It's not that the Holy Father or the world is targeting it, but rather that nothing in this world comes without a price.

Now, the price has already been paid, and the frequently appearing monsters are one example.

Others might not know, but Horn, who had access to the Cheka and the Night's Watch, was well aware of it.

With the appearance of the Ether Spire, the frequency of monster appearances on Autumn Dusk Island, or rather the entire Holy Mechanism Court, has increased significantly.

Killer rabbits, venomous giant spiders, zombie deer, and even anaconda-sized water snakes have appeared in Nanze Lake.

He had to send in a large number of Night Watchmen and invite a large number of unemployed Witchers to the Holy See.

One of the reasons he established the current street light system was to illuminate the main roads and prevent monsters from harming people.

Every night, you can see witchers patrolling on rooftops, in alleyways, and on main roads.

However, during this period, especially in the suburbs, incidents of monsters injuring people still occurred occasionally.

However, thanks to the Holy Alliance's powerful media control, the news of these monsters harming people did not leak out.

Moreover, in this era, it is common for monsters to harm people, so even if it is reported in the newspaper, no one will find it unusual.

Every year, several people die because of monsters; it's considered a natural disaster.

The Cheka and the Night Watch formed a special committee to investigate why monsters were appearing in large numbers.

But even now, they still don't understand why.

The idea that monsters are influenced by etheric radiation is held by many. Horn, however, cannot be sure whether this attribution is incorrect.

There are many other projects underway alongside the frequent efforts of the Ether Spire.

Many people say that the accumulation of monsters is due to the accumulation of magic-loving bacteria in the water caused by the presence of witches and alchemists.

This theory actually has a considerable following, and it basically represents two origin theories of monsters within the Cheka.

One theory suggests that monsters are products of etheric radiation, while another theory suggests that monsters are animals that have come into contact with a high concentration of monster-loving bacteria.

From a personal perspective, Horn agrees with the former, but the latter is not without merit either.

I'm stuck, unable to go up or down.

In any case, if monsters could actually be born from overly complex clockwork mechanisms, it would be a major blow to the Holy Alliance's clockwork industry.

This is equivalent to adding a risk to the already undying clockwork mechanism: even if it operates steadily, it could be killed by an awakened clockwork mechanism.

Who would dare to use that?
Putting everything else aside, the most urgent task is to suppress or mitigate the emergence of these demonized clockwork machines.

Another project. Counting the money in the Holy Alliance's Holy Treasury, Horn scratched his head with both hands.

Now I'll have to go to Sisi's office and plead with her again.

No, let Edwin use his honey trap. If Edwin softens his stance on Sissi, Sissi might be able to soften her stance on Horn.

With his gaze fixed on the mechanical horse, piercing through the erected iron bars, Horn continued to scrutinize it.

The wind-up mechanical horse seemed to realize that it was temporarily powerless to resist, so it simply lay down and continued to accumulate strength.

Only occasionally would it greedily open its eyes and gaze longingly at the bucket filled with lunar mercury.

This longing for lunar mercury... it feels strangely familiar.
He stroked the stubble on his chin, feeling like he'd seen it somewhere before; he'd just had that déjà vu feeling.

No, he remembered.

Horn slapped his thigh, attracting the attention of many people around him.

Isn't this just like that lightning slime from back then?

It's just that one possessed a slime and the other possessed a clockwork mechanical horse.

Could it be that something from the astral plane has wandered into the real world?

If we extend this further, could it be that the magic of vampires, and the magic that manipulates and uses skeletons, originated from this change?

Apart from being mentally challenged, they are practically identical in every other way.

Just as Horn was lost in thought, he suddenly felt someone gently patting his shoulder.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Horn looked up abruptly and found that the elder of the Soridor clan, whom Cheka had invited, had already arrived.

He was wearing a black silk robe and had a shaved head. He was squatting near the iron cage, looking inside with a shifty eye.

Despite his youthful appearance, he is actually over a hundred years old and is the youngest elder in the Soridor clan, despite having the lowest bloodline.

His name is Phicius Natilus Soridor.

In terms of relationship, he was even Serfaye's distant uncle.

However, compared to the other arrogant and socially awkward Elder Soridor, this Phicius was more like a diplomatic spokesperson.

Upon seeing Horn, he bowed deeply without waiting for a word: "Your Majesty, congratulations on discovering the origin of necromancy!"

"What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, let me be frank. Since you've already discovered it, you'll figure it out sooner or later." Fergius glanced at the iron cage. "Undead skeletons are monsters, and as for the origin of monsters, it's naturally—"

Phicius pointed into the distance, and Horn looked in that direction, only to see the towering Ether Spire.

(End of this chapter)