Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

Anyway, I regret not drawing Lanis.

PS2: Reprint = out of print

PS3: Ready to watch Hidden Corners, is there anything I should pay attention to?

Chapter 022 Mamluk Cavalry, click to get it

"So why should I get up and work?"

At the Golden Horn Bay outside the city, Alvin, with sleepy eyes, looked at the dock before dawn. In the thin rain and fog, a large night boat was docked at the dock, with a dark green flag on the bow, which was very conspicuous.

"Because only you can do this."

"What do you mean?"

"They are mercenaries from the Mamluks."

In 1260, the Mamluk army stopped the Mongol cavalry at Ain Jalut near Palestine and Syria with a ratio of to . This military group formed by Saladin became famous.

But as a branch of the military with top combat capabilities, their tempers are also first-rate. Although money can make the world go round, Constantinople right now simply cannot afford the money to hire these most expensive mercenaries.

"...Are all those coming here cavalry?"

El-Melloi II did not answer, but the neighing of war horses coming from the cabin told him the identity of the visitor.

"what should I do?"

"They are here to collect debts, and we want to make these debt collectors our fighting force."

It seems like a genius idea, but how to implement it is a problem.

"Necromancy. Kill them, and then use necromancy to turn them into treasure."

Necromancy is a subject of the Magic Association's spirit summoning and curse disciplines, and mainly refers to magic that uses and processes corpses. Since the magician's body is still rich in magic power even if the soul disappears, the corpse of a magician is more useful than an ordinary corpse.

In the past, when he was in the Clock Tower, Alvin had studied necromancy with the Lion Jie for a period of time under the introduction of his mentor, Lord Julius, the lord of the spirit summoning department. The ceremonial costumes made by the Lion Jie clan are of high quality, and more importantly, they do not have the negative elements such as "regret" and "grudge" that are usually left after the corpse is processed into ceremonial costumes, so they are very convenient to use, which is one of the reasons why Alvin chose this uncle.

"A Death Knight that won't stop at all? Teacher, you are truly a capitalist."

"After all, among my students, you are the one who has learned the most."

The corners of Alvin's mouth twitched, he could do nothing about this statement.

If possible, who would want to be so tired?

"They're coming."

When the docked ship opened its bottom hold with a bang, the tightly packed interior revealed cavalry from the Middle East appearing before them.

In the misty night, four rows of white knights stood in neat rows. Snow-white armor, cold faces, shining weapons, and unyielding horses. Beside the deserted Golden Horn Bay, the knights did not move, and Alvin smiled as usual.

To him, it was "goods" taken directly from the Mamluks.

"Where's the money? Don't you have any prepared?"

The leader asked in a loud voice, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

"Relax, relax, man, here."

Alvin kicked the box at his feet and a heavy sound came from inside.

"open to take a look."

"I'm afraid that won't work, my friend."

He sat directly on the box, whistling an unknown sound, looking nonchalant, which made the leader very embarrassed.

They really need money now, but the problem is that few countries can afford to hire them. In this case, orders from Byzantium seem very generous, but it is also a well-known fact that they have no money. After weighing the pros and cons, the Mamluks made such a decision.

Pick up the money in person.

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, I just want you all to die."

At some point, he held a book in his hands.

Pingxiang Secondary School Compulsory Education Textbook

Nothing special, the pages are yellow, that's all.

When Alvin said this, it meant the breakdown of the negotiations in their view. For the Mamluk nobles who had been deceived, this was no less humiliating than when the Mongols said they would take over Jerusalem.

"Brothers, kill—"

When hundreds of iron war horses were about to charge and kill Alvin on the spot, he uttered a sentence in an obscure language.

"I said, you are all sinners, and sinners should be judged."

In an instant, the mercenaries who were originally charging stopped in their tracks as if someone had pressed the pause button, unable to move at all.

What's going on? The Mamluk boy was about to start cursing when he found that he couldn't open his mouth.

"I say, you should have your mouths nailed shut, and not be able to speak."

While flipping through the book in his hand, Alvin gathered magic power through the spiritual veins under his feet. This was a huge project and the ether in his body alone was not enough.

"I said, you are all sinners, and sinners must be judged."

In front of him, the pupils of those Mamluk brothers who were originally aggressive opened wide, and all of them showed shock.

——They feel their lives are gradually slipping away.

But no one can save them, and the only other person present is the murderer.

Alvin's brain was working frantically, processing, controlling, and manipulating the magical systems of these remaining bodies.

This man would not hesitate to use those magics that were taboo in the world of magicians. It was as if he was mocking those who ended up doing nothing in life but were definitely not useless after death.

Alvin had just closed the book in his hand when El-Melloi II arrived at the dock again.

“I said, God will be alive again after being dead for three days.”

As he was about to fall off the box due to losing his strength, El-Melloi II grabbed him before he fell.

Alvin opened his eyes slightly, and after seeing the familiar pair of black-framed glasses, he finally felt relieved.

"finished."

El-Melloi looked towards the bottom of the ship. The Middle Eastern cavalry that had come to collect debts had now completely become their property. They were just as cold and brave, and they didn't have to pay any financial price.

However, this method of necromancy seemed somewhat familiar to El-Melloi II.

"Lion Tribulation Realm Leaving?"

"exactly."

Good man, you actually chose that guy’s necromancy, aren’t you afraid of something going wrong?

"What are they going to do?" Alvin asked.

"Leave it to me," he said. "And now you need to rest."

El-Melloi II lifted Alvin and walked back along the quiet cobblestone road. The once bustling dock was no longer noisy, only tranquility surrounded the place. Although the level of the modern magic monarch was a bit vulgar, it was still possible to do some idle people dispersal.

It was just dawn and Alvin slowly fell asleep.

PS1: Buy an Alex and let three TOP5 players guide him... Crazy, right?

PS2: Nanshan Legal Department had a terrible day today. It was hilarious to be bullied by Ali.

PS3: I have a meeting at 11 o'clock, it's too hard.

Chapter 023 We are all Romans over there~

"...It's starting to get dark."

The sun had already begun to set, and in the dead silence outside the city, even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. The cold wind swept across the wasteland, making a sound like weeping, and the dry grass trembled and shook.

"The enemy is still very powerful. As expected of an era of hand-to-hand combat, everyone's physical strength is extraordinary."

Leonardo da Vinci looked at the large crowd of white-hatted soldiers. Although the Ottoman Empire no longer existed, its numbers and other things had not changed at all.

"So what are you going to do? There shouldn't be any Servants among them. They're all human soldiers."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Perhaps it would be okay to test it here.

"Look, reinforcements are coming."

Leonardo followed the direction of Alvin's finger and saw that not far away from them, Mamluk cavalrymen of the same faith were rushing towards them who were surrounded. The poor Ottomans were being manipulated by Alvin.

The cavalry carrying the breath of death was definitely not something that these living people who didn't even know magic could understand. When the leading knight swung his knife to chop off a soldier's head, Leonardo da Vinci's eyes were suddenly blocked by someone, and his ears, which were plugged with headphones, were also blocked.

So close your eyes for a moment——

The song is very bold, but hidden behind it is not only the pleas in the lyrics, but also the one-sided sounds of killing and screams from the outside world.

"This is not what you should be looking at, Da Vinci."

He gently moved his fingers, and in the blink of an eye he was transported from the wilderness to the Golden Gate of Constantinople.

Demon Pillar No. 33 Gaap is directly under the command of Forneus of the III Seat Observatory. He can deprive people of their knowledge or make them wise. He can change people's emotions and answer people's questions about the past and the future.

And, teleporting people to other places.

When Alvin let go of his hand, what Leonardo saw was not a river of blood or a mountain of heaps of blood, but a golden gate with people coming and going.

"...What did you do?"

"It's just a magic trick of teleportation, it's no big deal. Let's not talk about that, what do you think of the song you just listened to?"

"The singer was a very good singer, and there was something about those mysterious cavalrymen—"

"Hey, young man, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Leonidas I, who had just come down from the city wall, saw them and greeted them.

"Ms. Boudica will prepare a welcoming party for you tonight. As the main character, don't forget to come."

"Let's go, Leonardo."

In response to this, she did not respond immediately. Instead, she turned around and looked in the direction she came from. She had a strong interest in that place, but the thing that interested her the most was right beside her.

"Ah."

The killing continued, and the purgatory on earth truly appeared in this deserted wilderness. Blood filled the air, screams and sounds of killing soared into the sky, and knives and swords were swung with blood...

And in the end, a purple-red demon pillar accepted the victory.

"Well, something is better than nothing. After all, coming out is the important thing." Gaibu, who had gained a huge advantage, said shamelessly. This move was unanimously condemned by many demon pillars, who claimed that it had gained an advantage but was still ungrateful.

This is indeed the case. After all, the Demon Pillars that can appear in the world are not selected by lottery or draw, but depend entirely on who Alvin needs to do what. This is a great limitation.

In some ways, they are no different from humans.

"I am back!"

"Ah, welcome back."

The red-haired sister next door poked her head out from the back kitchen and looked at them coming in from the door with a smile. The aura she exuded was undoubtedly that of a servant, but unlike the previous ones that filled people with suffocation, this sister was very kind, tolerant and broad-minded.

Well, broad-minded is literal here.

Rider Boudica, the victorious queen of Britannia, is a gentle older sister who has a voice and appearance very similar to Tamamonomae. Anyone who sees her cannot ignore her revealing white clothes and unconventional figure. She is also one of the three kitchen staff of Chaldea.

"Dinner is already prepared. This is a welcoming banquet prepared for you."

"Well, I'll go up first then."

Alvin went upstairs to rest. He fell asleep as soon as he closed the door. Naturally, he had no idea what Da Vinci, who was on the same floor, was doing.

"Romani, can you send me the paper documents?"

"Sure, sure. What do you want?"

"Kabbalah: Past and Present, Adam ha Rishon - The Common Soul of Adam, and..."

......

It was time before dinner when Alvin woke up. He opened the window facing the street and saw a group of children who had gathered together to make a fuss before the adults came to call them for dinner. They ran past the door.

He opened the door and could hear Boudica talking to someone downstairs. It sounded like Leonidas. If that was the case, he couldn't just sit there.