Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 745 The Visit of the [Named Person]
Hughes is now quite cautious.

Even if he had an extra body that could descend, it would only be icing on the cake for Castel now, but if Lord Hughes died, that would be a huge problem.

Moreover, Hughes' control over Lina was nowhere near the level of a descent.

Strictly speaking, Hughes felt like he was playing a game. He could control the protagonist's movement forward and backward using ASWD and could control him to perform some simple actions, but he couldn't do anything even slightly complicated.

It's an indirect control method, and not very effective.

A mere shell of Lina is of little use; what is more valuable is the ability to explore the [Named One] and even to understand what the Golden Throne truly is.

Thinking of this, Hughes glanced at Beatrice.

This Miss Fountain, though only nominally the Pope, is quite knowledgeable about the supernatural.

She might know something about the Golden Throne.

However, she is not in good condition right now, and she has only been in Castel for a short time, so we need to observe her for a while longer.

Perhaps one day in the future, Hughes will trust her enough to confide his deepest secrets to her, but not now.

Meanwhile, Gaia and the banshees were having a lively discussion.

Hughes's ability to control Lina's body surprised everyone and brought another matter to the forefront:

Their lord is definitely not an ordinary person.

Castells knew perfectly well that Hughes was different from ordinary people.

With the ability to purify pollution, even if Hughes wasn't a lord, he could still become a guest of honor at any church.

Although it wasn't really used much in Castel—the pollution here wasn't even enough to burn, let alone let him waste it.

Hughes still feels heartbroken when he thinks about accidentally purifying the Lord of Moths. If he had kept him, there might have been another Stellar Furnace.

I just don't know if the moths chasing the flame have any objections.

Aside from this incident, Hughes's relationship with the banshees is also well-known.

Everyone knows how powerful the banshees are. Hughes is connected to all the banshees and can share a mental link with them. These things can't be kept secret.

The shared life pool part might cause trouble, which is why it hasn't been made public.

Not to mention the industrial knowledge that Hughes acquired from who-knows-where.

When Hughes said he saw it in the Imperial Library, everyone just believed him for the time being.

Now that the Empress of the Empire has come to Castel and is about to attack the Empire, even those who trust Hughes the most will find it hard to convince themselves otherwise.

As for Hughes himself, he never specifically explained it.

Anyway, Castells had already developed and its industry was strong enough, so there were people who would defend him.

The only problem might be that Nini keeps publishing some outrageous speculations.

Now, Hughes can directly control the body of the [Named One].
Gaia and the banshees looked at Hughes with complicated expressions.

Why does it seem like my lord's rank is getting higher and higher?
There have been various speculations about Hughes's identity in the past, and the Secret Order even secretly worshipped him as a god, despite repeated prohibitions.

Now no one discusses or speculates about it anymore; the followers of the secret society simply pray.

In some ways, Hughes's ban was very effective.
Hughes looked at the people in front of him, scratched his head, and was about to make up an excuse.

Gaia coughed lightly, changing the subject: "My lord, the technical analysis of the Mechanical Sanctuary is basically complete, and we're ready to start testing it. We just haven't decided whether to send Nora or Chloe first." The people around them tacitly avoided mentioning Lina's body.

Hughes gave a wry smile; it seemed no one would believe him no matter how he explained.

Fortunately, he devoted enough energy to promoting education and implemented this set of ideas and methodologies. Now, no matter what kind of person he is, his subordinates are at least no longer ignorant and fanatical believers.

Let's try to be more rational about it.

"Chloe and Nora can conduct the experiment together. We have plenty of resources, and it's unlikely that either of them will die again. Let's give it a try."

Hughes shrugged. Nora and Chloe had been waiting for resurrection for a long time, and now that there was finally hope, he wanted them to have normal bodies as soon as possible.

There are already rumors that Castells is making dead people work overtime, and this needs to be stopped immediately.

"Tata will help you too, but... well, you'd better be careful about his proposal."

Hughes had initially thought that the shapes of his coffins were rather unlucky, but then he realized that since Chloe and Nora were both dead, they were actually quite fitting.
Hughes didn't continue the discussion with Gaia and the others, but went straight back, leaving Lina's body under strict guard.

After all, if he can control it, Lina might be able to control it too.

Empire, Upper Rhine, Council of the Keepers of Secrets.

This place was once the highest decision-making body of the Candlelight Church and a gathering place for the Vatican's secret keepers.

But now, the place is empty, with only one figure sitting at the head of the long table.

Jules, the legendary investigator of the past, is now the new pope of the Candlelight Church.

He was tapping the table with his metal fingers, a hint of human impatience appearing on his face, which was full of gears and intricate structures.

"How much longer are you going to stay here? It's just you and me here, aren't you coming out?"

The candlelight on the table flickered slightly, casting the shadow of the high-backed chair across the wall.

When the shadow reached its longest point, it suddenly stopped changing and did not move with the next leap of the candlelight.

The next moment, the shadow suddenly solidified, and a figure slowly stood up from it.

The black and white shadows seemed to be painted with color, the blood-red short hair and blood-red eyes making the pale skin appear like a shimmering river in the candlelight.

“Lina, the ‘named one’ in history books, I never expected to have the honor of meeting you.” Jules’ voice was deep, and the camera in his eye socket slowly focused.

Lina tossed her hair, looked around, and lingered on the empty bench for a long time.

Where are those "keepers of secrets"?

Jules yawned, the speaker in his throat simulating the sound of airflow, and glanced at Lina, but did not answer.

Lina withdrew her gaze and stared at Jules. After a moment, her brows furrowed.

"The prince is assembling his army in Tiss. Castel has allied with the Duchy of Tiss, and they are about to attack."

"Ah."

“Castel is not like those useless people in the North. They have built powerful firearms and even airships that can fly. Have you seen them drop bombs? The deafening explosions can flatten a mountain.”

"awesome."

Lina's brow furrowed even more: "The Candlelight Society and the Empire have no chance of defeating them."

(End of this chapter)