Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

Then, Fenmu heard Nora say:

"Actually, I have always practiced as a knight and a warlock. In order not to make too much difference between the two, I have made slow progress in both. I will put it aside and concentrate on breaking through one of them!"

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Fen Mu was struck by lightning, and his whole body turned to stone.

In the Kingdom of God, Anastas couldn't help laughing when she saw her apprentice being stupid.

Chapter 20 Creation Series

No, the living conditions in the royal city are comfortable, but there are a lot of disturbances, and you have to be wary of Nora who might appear somewhere at all times.

In fact, doesn’t Fenmu understand very well that she doesn’t have to work! I heard her say before that there is now a strike, and many things are directly left to the parish nuns to deal with, whoever cares is in charge.

If it hadn't been for the change of leadership, Nora might have disappeared to the royal city to let herself go.

After finding an excuse to calm down and prepare a speech for the Judgment Parish, Fenmu still moved back to the small church of the Judgment Parish.

Although the place is small, it is still practical!

In the basement, the girls were still slumped on the bed. They sensed Fenmu's return and raised their heads to welcome him, but Fenmu pushed them back and let them rest.

Although he didn't do anything serious during this period, Fenmu's mind was clear and he never stopped thinking about the weapon designs - he wanted to upgrade the girls' weapons.

This matter has been mentioned for a long time, but only now has I had time to do it.

He dipped some ink on the ink with a quill, and then drew the axe, code, and sword he conceived on the parchment. Because he had been thinking about it for a long time, he even distracted himself from chatting with Master Anna while drawing.

"Master Anna, although I am only a physical demigod now, I can still be considered a demigod. It feels different from what I imagined."

[What does God look like in your imagination? 】

After experiencing so much, Fenmu probably felt that except for Anasta, the "gods" in this world were not omnipotent and powerful. They were more like creatures that transcended the levels of life.

"At least I should be able to control myself as I wish. Freedom in a realistic and narrow sense. I don't expect to be able to do whatever I want, but at least I won't do anything I don't want to do. But now I can't even control my own desires."

Although duration is a matter of male dignity, the duration of applause measured in years and months is too outrageous no matter how you look at it. This is no longer a matter of durability, it is simply a species difference.

[You understand it correctly. God in the religious sense is almighty as a matter of faith. He is a beacon for believers to persist in their faith in life and a spiritual support when they are confused. But in fact, God is just a kind of creature, and cultivation itself is a kind of thing. A kind of alienation, through cultivation, one's life level will cross into the realm of gods. 】

[As for the freedom you mentioned, it does not exist in itself. Unless you annihilate your own existence and thoughts and completely transform yourself into a part of the world, then you are free because there are infinite possibilities. 】

Although God gained eternal life, he also lost the pain of short life, what a heavy price to pay.

"Is there any way to improve my ability to control my body? My current desire lasts too long and it's a waste of time." Fenmu's hands did not stop, and the prototypes of several weapons appeared on the paper, becoming clearer and clearer.

This is really difficult for Anastasia. This problem is like how to let a three-year-old child receive a slap with all her strength. It is impossible. Her strength does not allow her to have the opportunity to show such weakness.

But Fenmu is only a physical demigod now, so there should be a way to solve it.

[You can try to use the Iaijutsu that the female samurai taught you continuously, and continue to use it when you are exhausted, making yourself extremely weak. Then you can go to the girls again, and you will probably be weak and weak. 】

Tired, weak?

"That's too uncomfortable." Fenmu just wanted to control time as he pleased, and never thought of experiencing the sad feeling of being unable to control yourself in middle age in advance.

After drawing pictures, Fenmu's little friend finally entered a cooling state and hibernated obediently. His mind was focused on the scroll as never before.

This time for the weapon design drawings, Fenmu did not search for prototypes from forging knowledge. He wanted to create a series of weapons according to his own ideas.

The knowledge related to craftsman skills covers weapon design drawings and basic and advanced forging skills. Fenmu has mastered those skills and can even simplify some processes to achieve the purpose of laziness.

At this point, it would be a bit perfunctory to have to use the drawings.

This series of weapons are all designed after small broken knives in appearance. They are transparent, elegant, low-key, and restrained, but they can burst out their own powerful oppression during combat.

When the design on the drawing was completed, Fenmu's private dream exuded mottled purple starlight. After these photons floated, they quickly converged into the light of life knowledge.

[This is...has Fenmu's design been recognized and included in this group of knowledge? 】

But Fenmu had already entered his own world and did not feel this small change.

The drawings suddenly caught fire at his fingertips, and soon turned into a wisp of burnt smoke that dissipated. The design concept already existed in his mind, and the drawings were no longer important.

Fenmu took out the weapons originally given to the girls from their private dreams, and then went out of the city to find the forge.

If there is a suitable forging furnace nearby, it may only be Hephetes' manor. When I first saw her, she was still speeding around the central parish in a wheelchair.

She should have the same roots as the people on the Argonauts, but that is no longer important. Hephetes's manor is empty and empty, but fortunately the forge is still there, and this is probably the whole Granville. The best stove I've ever had.

"If you want to achieve the effect of an invisible blade without affecting the quality of the weapon itself, you still have to work hard on tempering the metal body. High-quality eternal ice crystals are indispensable, but this process can be left to be completed later. That’s it, now use the materials you can use to make a semi-finished product.”

Fenmu asked Sidney to take out all the materials he had collected and count them by the way. He didn't know this, but he was shocked when he saw that the materials he had collected were piled up in the manor and even built up a hill.

Those rare materials that are priceless outside are thrown on the ground like cabbage. But for Fenmu, all he needs are the few weird things needed to refine the small broken knife, and the rest are just pictures. A joy.

"How many people have I robbed?" Fenmu muttered to himself.

Not long after, the sound of blacksmithing came from the abandoned manor.

At first, the sound was messy and intermittent, similar to that of a dying old man. The broken materials were thrown aside one by one.

Gradually, Fenmu's touch improved, and the sound of blacksmithing became steady and rhythmic. The sound of knocking spread out, making the mountains tremble slightly, the air humming low, and the sound spread like a tide to the nearby villages, royal cities, and church cities.

The mysterious rhythm is so gentle that even a noisy baby will slowly calm down and fall asleep peacefully.

Many people looked at the source of the sound in horror, wondering what was going on. Could it be that someone who was forging iron could create such a momentum?

Suddenly, the beating stopped and the insects and birds stopped chirping.

Anastasia saw that he hadn't finished yet, so she stopped for some reason and wondered:

【What's wrong? 】

"I hit it too slowly and hypnotized myself. Then I accidentally hit my hand and almost cracked it."

【......】

Chapter 21 Combo 999

Sabbath Tavern

This place is located on the edge of the Judgment Parish and the entrance to the Deep Dream. The surrounding area is desolate and lonely. No one would choose to do business here, but the weird fear that the Deep Dream exudes from time to time is enough to discourage commercial activities.

But there are always businesses that like to take risks, and that is this Sabbath tavern that integrates many functions.

There is a repair bench for repairing equipment - provided you can forge memories; an alchemy bench for refining potions - if you can; and a fun table for playing dice spinners - of course you have to gather enough people. Come and play together.

All in all, this tavern has complete facilities, but most of the people stay there for drinking.

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The wind chimes at the leaf door rang, and a group of female parishioners from the Judgment Parish walked into the bar, greeted the boss, ordered drinks and booked a room to rest.

"Miss, what kind of wine would you like to drink to help you sleep? I recommend the purple cocktail~" the blond-haired landlady said enthusiastically. She wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on her straight nose, exuding intellectual beauty.

The female cultist with thick blond hair was staring at the cat at the end of the bar, staring at it intently with her dull eyes:

"What is the purple cocktail? Last time it was red."

"Evewell has a really good memory. I still remember what happened half a year ago. That time I added red rose petals for decoration, so it was a red cocktail. Today I put on a purple bar lamp, so it's a purple cocktail."

So in the end it was still an ordinary cocktail, but no one in the bar complained, and everyone was obviously used to it. Several believers ordered wine one after another as a sleep aid.

"What about you, Evewell, what color cocktail do you want? I can change the color of the lamp at any time~" Canlan, the proprietress with cat ears, said with a smile.

"I want a glass of warm milk." After saying that, she still stared at the thick-haired cat. "That cat has become fat and its neck is gone."

The intellectual cat lady defended her cat’s fat figure: “That’s just puffiness, it’s just that the hair is too much and hasn’t been cut!”

Perhaps he understood that the blond human girl was saying bad things about him, the fat cat jumped on the head of the eighth-level cultist knight, stretched out his short hand and gave Evewell a round of merciless pleasure on her head. The beating made the girl squint her eyes and shrink her neck.

When Fat Maomao's combo count reached 999, the proprietress who had heated the milk took Maomao away, handed the milk to her, and said with emotion:

"It's really magical. Everyone was stuck at level six before, but when I woke up more than a year later, you were at level eight for no reason!"

"Yes." The girl nodded lightly and drank the milk, leaving a milk mark on her glossy lips.

Suddenly, a mysterious and rhythmic sound of metal collision echoed in the bar, and the believers all looked in a certain direction.

There was no hostility in the mighty voice, I could only feel the empty concentration and the state of emptiness between things and myself.

So strong! Is this something a blacksmith can do? Although they haven't returned to the present state in the deep dream for a long time, it's not like the blacksmith in the parish has become so aggressive in just over half a year, right?

Evewell was hypnotized by the clear sound of iron hammering that had its own artistic conception. She felt comfortable and tired. She yawned and lay down directly on the bar to sleep.

...

The news that Fenmu agreed to teach the Judgment Diocese spread among the upper echelons of the diocese.

It's impossible to say it's not sour.

Compared with the foreigners' strength, the upper echelons of the church valued Fenmu's identity that could not be ignored in the Zhengshen Church - the appointed believer of Stranger.

The Goddess Stranger is among the righteous gods. She has the least records but is still mentioned in the narrative. She is the existence respected by other righteous gods. Some people specially counted the words that appear in Stranger. The relevant records are basically that the XX goddess is confused and wants to XX. When something happens, when XX is in trouble, the Stranger Goddess will appear and talk for a few words, and then these narrative epics suddenly begin to sublimate and sensationalize, saying that XX Goddess is inspired and strengthens her will.

She did not leave her own inheritance, but in the history after the establishment of the Zhengshen Church, this goddess played a mysterious but ubiquitous role. No believer dared to question her status, even if there was no "Stranger Parish" in the church city.

After Fenmu passed the precepts recognition, the bishops privately tried to let others try the response of the Stranger Goddess, but all failed. In the end, only Fenmu was recognized.

After that, Fenmu showed his extraordinary side in the church city. The most irrefutable proof now is that none of the girls accompanying him are below the sixth level.

The bishops couldn't help but have doubts. Just as the Stranger Goddess helped her other goddesses in the past, would she also want her believer Fenmu to support others and bring strength to the girls he recognized.

This guess is the most tenable. It is even possible that the Stranger inheritance itself is mostly auxiliary, mainly supporting the growth of others.

When some bishops learned about the absurd choice of the High Priest of the Library, most of them lamented that she was confused. But now it seems that with her knowledge, Rachel would understand on the first day she met Fenmu. Knowing his specialness, she left the library and went to him without hesitation!

But only a short time has passed now, and the investment has paid off. The high priest has been favored by the top code, and his cultivation level has also been frighteningly high.

Central Parish, dining table.

Recently, the bishop and assistant bishops collaborated to handle important events in the Diocese of Learning. After the day's work, they would gather at the dinner table to have a meal and hold a brief meeting to exchange views, killing two birds with one stone.

In the past, not many people came to have dinner together. Each diocese was consistent externally, but internally there were differences. Even bishops in the same diocese would have conflicts due to differences in academics or cultivation. In order not to undermine the In the atmosphere of the dining table, no one who is conflicted will stay in the Central Parish to dine and leave voluntarily.

But today, because Fenmu promised to give fluids to the Judgment Diocese, the table was rarely empty.

"Jenny, how did you convince Fenmu?" The war bishop was very jealous, hoping to find out the secret, and then he would like Fenmu to come to the war parish to share his experience and insights.

"I went directly to him to ask for his opinion. Within five minutes of meeting, he promised to teach the Judgment Diocese his experience and did not ask for any reward." Jenny answered truthfully.

"It seems that when Fenmu came to the church city, he was taken to live with them by the nuns from the Judgment Diocese. The relationship was relatively close." The assistant bishop of the Starry Sky Diocese said more.

The War Bishop felt that it was not too late to build a relationship and asked, "Does Fenmu like anything? Does he like weapons?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the tall and strong War Bishop found herself being looked at by her colleagues as if they were mentally retarded. She suddenly realized and remembered more things related to Fenmu.

He must like weapons, but looking at the whole of Granville, can anyone really surpass him in forging skills?

If you really want to give it as a gift, you may have to give something like a keepsake, an ancient sword, related to the goddess Stranger, but the problem is that there is no such thing at all. The only thing the goddess Stranger left to the Zhengshen Church is the figure that appears in the epic.

The starry sky bishops were somewhat helplessly annoyed. They observed the celestial phenomena, captured the future trajectory, and tried to seize the most important opportunities. However, the biggest regret at the moment was that they looked away and missed Fenmu.

"When we found out that the high priest defected to Fenmu as his master, we should have reacted and sent fifty or sixty children from Starry Sky Parish to serve him, hey!"

This is also the regret of other dioceses, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is regret! Not to mention Rachel's outstanding talent, she was already one of the strongest at the peak of her combat power at that time, and she had been there for so many years, so it was understandable that she had accumulated a lot of experience.

But what about Tavia and Kasalia? The growth of the two of them is obvious to all. To put it bluntly, Kasalia can barely accept the talent she inherited from her mother, but Tavia is very ordinary. Apart from her plump figure and good-looking face, in terms of cultivation talent, she can only be said to be average. She is quite average, and coupled with the mental trauma, it is basically impossible to make a big breakthrough in the future, but now there are only a handful of people who are better than her!

When they thought that Fenmu not only lived in the Judgment Diocese, but almost everyone around him was from the Judgment Diocese, these bishops were very angry and envious!

The assistant bishop of the War Diocese remembered some anecdotes he had heard from his subordinates, and suddenly realized that he was still very friendly with Fenmu! He couldn't help but said excitedly:

"When Fenmu came to play in the trapped beast arena in our parish, we warmly entertained him, and we also gave little Tavia some advice on clothes. From this, it seems that Fenmu and we still have a friendly relationship. Ask him how many seats he wants to sit in, that should be fine."

The bishops of the Natural Diocese and the Starry Sky Diocese, whose presence is not strong, are a little embarrassed. Their relationship with Fenmu is... average, and they have almost no interaction in private, but the problem needs to be thought of from another angle:

"We have no bad blood with Fenmu, so we should be able to chat for a while."

But the Redemption Parish and the Knowledge Parish were in an awkward situation. They had a little friction with Fenmu.

Because the situations in their respective dioceses are different, these two dioceses have gathered more nobles and nobles, and their composition is not as pure as other dioceses. Naturally, sometimes the people under their command are easy to cause trouble, but the bishops themselves have no malice or prejudice against Fenmu. of.

It's just that things have already happened, and the most terrible thing is that they did not apologize in time afterward, but only punished the nobles who had an affair with the cultists at that time.

It’s hard to resist!

If I had known earlier, I would have sent two nuns and knights to serve and take care of him.

I regret it!

The Redeemer Bishop and the Knowledge Bishop looked at each other, and both caught the exhaustion and helplessness in each other's eyes, and sighed sadly: