I Made Scientific Magic

  Chapter 584 I have mastered the key technology to dismantle the kingdom's rule!

  In October, the autumn wind gently blows across the lakeside and across the wilderness, bringing coolness to the northern citizens of the Kingdom who have been busy all day.

  Tilar is an ordinary worker in a small town in the northern border of the kingdom. He has received several awards for his outstanding work ability.

  However, few people know that this is just used to cover up their identity.

   Just a few years ago, when the empire ruled this land, and the glory of the Lord still existed in everyone's heart, Tilar was still a lofty Earl, the priest of the Lord in the world, and the bishop of the prepared church!

It's a pity that this once extremely glorious identity has now become a death talisman. His castle, property, and territory have all been swallowed up by those shameful wizards and devil's minions, so that Tilar had to abandon the pride he used to be proud of. everything, fled the bustling imperial capital in a haste, and hid his identity to come to this desolate northern town.

   As for becoming a worker, it is also a helpless move, because now in the entire kingdom, as long as the hands and feet are still agile, no one can stop working, from an old man in his seventies to a child in his tenth year!

   There are even a lot of jobs that people are rushing to do!

  Maybe he was too maverick to attract the attention of those wizards, so Tilar suppressed all the humiliation, unwillingness and resentment in his heart, and found a job in a workshop that produced new muskets.

  Relying on the nobleman's outstanding social skills, coupled with the excellent physical fitness brought by the baptism, he barely got a management position and solved the problems of identity and food.

   But Tilar was not satisfied with this, nor did he forget his identity!

The hand that was originally used to hold the sword is used to cut and polish wood, and it has to work with the group of smelly poor people every day. This is undoubtedly a shame for Tilar, a former nobleman and priest. !

   Fortunately, Tilar believes that all this is only temporary, so he can endure it.

  In fact, in the northern border of the kingdom, there are not a few people who have encountered the same situation as him.

   After all, the northern border is desolate and full of people. It is located on the edge of the kingdom and has a large area that is inaccessible. It is very suitable for hiding.

  Now that the empire has disintegrated and the church has collapsed, this place has instead become the most active place for the church and nobles, and has gathered strength to form a secret organization—Moonwatcher!

   Only former nobles, church personnel and the most steadfast believers of the Moon God are recruited, and there is only one purpose, that is, through devout prayers, to awaken the Moon God from his deep sleep and end the doomsday!

   Yes, it is a deep sleep!

  Because the church system collapsed too quickly, a large number of bishops and even cardinals died inexplicably. This strange situation caused many surviving clergymen to fall into endless panic.

  But no one is willing to believe that the creation of all things, the Moon God with infinite divine power will fall!

   Just before the Holy City conveyed the news that the end is coming, this allowed the remaining nobles and church personnel to make up what happened.

   It must be because of the moral collapse and lack of faith of the subjects of the empire, which caused the great Lord to fall into a deep sleep in disappointment, acquiescing to the end of the day!

  As long as they continue to pray devoutly, one day, the Lord will wake up from endless sleep and cleanse the entire earth!

   At that time, they will not only regain their previous glory and status, but also go one step further, becoming a supreme cardinal and even a king and emperor!

  Tilar is a member of the [Moon Watcher] organization, and today is the time for them to hold a routine meeting!

  In order not to lose face in front of his colleagues, Tilar took off his dirty overalls and put on a gorgeous costume bought with a lot of money, which is not eye-catching in today's kingdom.

  Because even the dogs on the roadside may wear colorful clothes, and the grooms and vendors on the roadside are no worse than the nobles in the past.

  In Tilar's view, this is undoubtedly a violation of the order and dignity of the world, and it would cause God's wrath before changing it!

  The location of this meeting was set on a farm not far from the town.

   When he took over the title from his dead father and just became a lord, Tilar once went to inspect the farmland of the territory, and all he could see was a smelly and messy scene.

  Livestock feces, garbage piled up all over the floor, and even traces of urine and unknown filth on the walls, make people feel sick.

  And those lowly farmers are stupid and ugly. They only know how to work **** the land and brandish their hoes, regardless of whether the splashed soil will contaminate pedestrians...

  That scene was forever engraved in Tilar's heart, and he believed more and more what his father said-nobles are appointed by the great moon **** to assist bishops and priests in managing intelligent creatures in the world!

   It’s just that Tilar, who arrived outside the farm this time, saw another scene. The road was flat and wide, and a large area of ​​neatly divided wheat fields could not be seen at a glance.

  Three huge and strange alchemy instruments are galloping in the loess, carrying out a new round of autumn planting!

  Seeing this, Tilar couldn't help feeling a little jealousy in his heart. In his opinion, this farm is simply a new type of territory, and those wizards let a humble farmer manage it...

   "These **** wizards..." Tilar cursed secretly in his heart, then straightened his clothes, and after some identity checks, stepped into the farm.

  Tilar was not the latest one to come, but he was not the first either. More than 70 richly dressed nobles were gathering in the farm to talk about their past deeds.

   What made Tilar a little embarrassed was that most of the nobles present were wearing the latest and most popular clothing this year, while his own was already wearing the old style from the year before, so he seemed a bit out of place in the crowd.

   Directly in front of his eyes, the former seventh prince of the empire, Nuo Sen, was surrounded by a group of nobles, talking loudly about how they should mobilize people to counterattack the Magic Kingdom after the Moon God awakened.

  After seeing Tilar walk into the farm, Northon suddenly felt his eyes light up, and walked over quickly. "You came just in time, Earl Tilar, who do you think the great lord will make the new master of the empire?"

   "There is no doubt that it will be you, Your Majesty Northen!" Tilar said kindly.

Northon laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and patted Tilar's shoulder, Dang even promised that after they passed through the most difficult time, defeated those wizards, and regained the glory of the previous empire, they would definitely give him Grand Duke, and a large piece of the most fertile territory in return.

  Tiral thanked endlessly, but he couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

   Those who gathered in this small farm were all important ministers of the previous empire, but now they have fallen here.

  The former adjutant of God's Punishment Army blows glass in the workshop, the high-ranking bishop lurks in the city guard as a small captain, and the most miserable nobleman even becomes a manure picker!

   But according to his own statement, this is a sacrifice for the great Lord, because the manure picker is the only position that can enter and exit some key areas without verification, and can provide a lot of key information.

  It is only here that they feel that their proud identities of nobles and priests are still true!

Tilar sighed and thought, and soon realized that the noisy conversation in the farm suddenly subsided, and hurriedly turned his head to look over. The person who came was one of the few remaining bishops in the church. The proposer, Master Seediq!

   All the nobles and priests present hurriedly saluted respectfully.

  The seventh prince Nuo Sen took a few steps forward and asked eagerly. "Bishop Seediq, I don't know how long it will take for the great Moon God to wake up!"

  Sedek stared deeply at Northen, then looked at the other nobles who were also expecting this answer, and replied calmly. "This is closely related to the piety of our prayers..."

   "The Lord needs to see our repentance and sincerity! But it is clear that some of us are not as strong in our faith as He says!"

  Sedek's words made Tilar and the others change their colors slightly, and their eyes began to look uncertainly at the colleagues beside them, with a strong sense of alert hidden in the kind eyes.

  Three months ago, a little noble who betrayed his faith revealed to the wizards where they were meeting, which caused the [Moon Watcher] organization to lose a lot of manpower, and even almost wiped out the entire army.

  This profound lesson also made Tilar and others become vigilant, and the meeting time was changed from once a month to irregular summons.

  Sedek looked at the people present, and after a long time, he changed his voice and said in relief. "However, I believe that the true betrayers of the faith have been expelled from the [Moon Watcher], and the rest are trustworthy people..."

   Before Tilar and the others could reply, he spoke again and announced a big news!

  Not long ago, he sensed the sign of the Moon God awakening!

   "Are you sure, Bishop Seediq?" Prince Nuo Sen was so excited that he could not contain himself, his tone was trembling constantly.

  The rest of the nobles and priests were all staring at Seediq, as if they would rush up and tear him apart as soon as he said no.

   "Of course, I'm sure!" Bishop Seediq said firmly, then raised his hand to prove his words with facts, and a faint light immediately appeared in the palm of his hand.

   "Divine art, this is divine art!" A great nobleman shouted with an excited look on his face.

  Although many people recognize that this is just the simplest part of the divine art—the Light Art, the meaning it represents makes everyone feel ecstatic!

   "I knew that the great Moon God must not have abandoned us!" A devout priest knelt down directly, crying and saying.

  When the church collapsed and the empire collapsed, the surviving priests realized that they had lost the ability to perform divine magic.

   This is undoubtedly a very major blow, which has shaken the beliefs of many people, so that a terrible guess has arisen, whether the great Moon God has fallen!

  Some people couldn't accept the facts and chose to kill themselves, while others were frantically looking for any evidence that the Moon God still existed.

  For example, the change of the moon phase some time ago, as well as the uncharacteristically lasted lunar day for several months, have become proof that the Moon God has not yet fallen, but has just fallen into a deep sleep!

  Moonwatcher Organization was established because of this!

   It's just that these evidences are very weak in the face of an increasingly 'dark' reality.

  Five years... They waited for five full years, and now they finally saw the dawn!

   This kind of ecstasy lasted for several hours without stopping. The excited Prince Northen even proposed to hold a grand celebration ball, as if he had seen the victory in advance!

  Bishop Seediq had no choice but to speak, bringing everyone back to reality from the illusory victory. "Although the great Moon God has responded to our devout prayers day and night, the end is not over yet. We haven't done enough. The Lord's test is still going on!"

   "What else do we need to do to pass the Lord's test?" Tilar hurriedly asked.

"Do what we should do, the Lord will judge all conclusions!" Bishop Seediq said simply and clearly, then changed the topic, and asked about what they have done for the Lord during the past three months what things.

   Encouraged by the imminent recovery of the Moon God, all the nobles present immediately boasted how many people they had secretly recruited in the past few months, and how critical information they had obtained.

  Based on this point, they never thought that they were working for evil wizards to make a living, but endured humiliation and prepared for the great cause of the empire and the church's counterattack!

   Soon it was Tilar's turn to speak, he raised his eyebrows and said quite proudly.

   "After two years of exploration, I have successfully mastered the techniques used by wizards to make muskets!"

  Hearing this, everyone present was immediately in awe.

  Bishop Seediq also had a look of surprise on his face.

  They will never forget that it was this new type of weapon called musketeers that defeated the God's Punishment Cavalry, which the empire was proud of, and even some bishops died under the siege of the brigade of musketeers!

   "Very good, very good!" Prince Northen looked at Tilar with red eyes. "As long as you are willing to contribute blueprints, you will be the king of [Hadra Tower] when the empire is restored!"

  A group of nobles looked at Tilar with envious expressions in their eyes. Now it is the Kingdom of [Hadrata], but it is the most prosperous area in the entire empire, and even the former capital of the empire cannot be compared with it!

  Bishop Seediq hastily made the same promise.

   Having received the double promise from the future emperor and the Pope, Tilar handed over the blueprints he painstakingly drew, one of the biggest secrets of the wizard-ruled empire, the blueprints for the manufacture of muskets and bullets...

  (end of this chapter)