Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

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After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, the bishop finally woke up in a daze.

After waking up, she stood up in a daze. Everything around her was quiet. The bishop was a little scared. She hurriedly shouted, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

Soon, footsteps were heard and the old general opened the tent and walked in.

"What's wrong with you?" the old general asked worriedly.

"No...it's just that it's too quiet around here and I'm a little scared. What time is it now?" The bishop rubbed his eyes.

"It's 6pm now and everyone is eating."

"Ah? Have I slept for so long?" The bishop was a little surprised.

"Yes, you slept for about 14 hours. But thanks to your outstanding performance in the tactical research meeting, your reputation is surprisingly good now. This is true both within the Dream Sect and the Soul Sect." The old general said with a smile.

"Ah?" The bishop's face turned slightly red. It turned out that the beautiful dream he had before was not a dream but reality. If the old general was not there, the bishop would have wanted to roll around on the bed without caring about his image.

Looking at the bishop who was grinning, the old general also smiled. He went outside to get some food and put it on the bishop's table. Just as he was about to leave, the bishop suddenly stopped him.

"General... Actually, all these honors should belong to you. I..."

"It doesn't matter. I will be buried soon, and my family will also expel me. Even if I have more glory, what's the point to me?" The old general smiled.

"But..." The bishop felt a little panic in her heart, because she seemed to have obtained something that did not belong to her. After struggling for a while, the bishop smiled with relief.

"I have made a mistake before, and the feeling of inner torment is not pleasant. I will not make the same mistake again this time. General, I will introduce you to everyone and let you get the glory that belongs to you." The bishop said seriously.

An unnatural look flashed across the old general's face. "No! Absolutely not!"

"Why...?" The bishop was really confused.

"Because..." The old general's brain raced, and he finally came up with a reasonable reason. "Although you have signed a peace treaty with the ground, no one can say for sure whether you will fight in the future. You know, even if I am expelled from the family, I am still considered a person of the ground."

In fact, the old general did not accept those honors, not because he was worried about this, he was just afraid that Dio would use him to do bad things. However, this reason is not bad, and the bishop should be able to accept it.

A complex expression flashed across the bishop's face. The old general's worries were indeed justified. If that really happened, the old general would probably be nailed to the pillar of shame by the people on the ground. After all, helping a foreign enemy is a sin that cannot be washed away.

But the bishop still felt a little unwilling. After thinking for a long time, she said seriously: "General, I don't know how to repay you. If you don't mind... can I recognize you as my godfather?"

The bishop's face flushed. This request was really strange.

"Hahaha!" The old general laughed. "Sure, I've never married and have no children. It would be a blessing to have a daughter when I'm old!"

"Ah! That's great!" The bishop hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old general.

"Godfather! Please accept my greeting!"

The old general smiled and helped the bishop up. But soon, the old general's expression became a little strange.

How should I put it... The current situation seems a bit strange. According to history, the bishop in front of me is the ancestor of the old general. Adopting an ancestor as a daughter... This operation is also quite outrageous.

In addition, the old general remembered that the bishop was about 50 or 60 years old. And he was only 63...

Well, there are some things that you should not think too much about. The old general shook his head and drove away those weird thoughts.

After a moment of awkwardness, the two began to eat in silence. In fact, the bishop was not pretending to be young, but because after becoming a bishop, their life span would be greatly extended. Now she can easily live to 300 years old. And perhaps because of the enhanced vitality, even though she is almost 60 now, she does not have the kind of old age. Her mentality and temperament are still maintained in her 20s.

Just when the atmosphere was becoming a little dull, the old general suddenly spoke.

"Honor is both a motivation and a yoke for you. Although you have absorbed some cavalry tactics, this little knowledge alone is far from enough for you to bear such an honor. If you don't study harder, when you are exposed, your current honor will backfire on you."

"Well! Please teach me, godfather!" The bishop showed a serious look.

So after finishing their meal, the two of them began studying all night long.

With the spur of honor, the bishop studied harder. She had never been so eager to gain knowledge. And perhaps because her soul was greatly satisfied, the bishop actually began to have a great interest in commanding operations.

It is said that interest is the best teacher. The bishop is now absorbing knowledge at an alarming speed.

The next morning, the bishop still looked very energetic and had not learned enough. But the old general was a little tired.

"You should digest the knowledge I told you first. Sometimes learning on paper is not enough. I think it would be better for you to actually command some troops." The old general stood up and patted his sore waist.

"Okay!" The bishop nodded.

After the two men had breakfast, the old general returned to his tent to rest, while the bishop went to the Soul Sect next door to observe the situation.

The Soul Order was conducting some tactical drills, and the bishop was somewhat absorbed in watching the knights moving like the wind on the playground.

"Oh? Your Excellency the Bishop, are we making too much noise and disturbing your sleep?" A soul warrior smiled strangely.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped by the person next to him. "Shut up! You are really stupid! This is the legendary bishop!"

The beaten warrior's eyes widened. "Ah? Sorry, Bishop! I'm new here!"

The warrior immediately dismounted and bowed repeatedly to the bishop in apology.

The bishop raised his lips and showed a sweet smile. "It's okay, I just want to watch everyone's training. In fact, I'm also curious about what it feels like to ride a spirit horse. Can I ride your spirit horse?"

"This...Okay!" The soul warrior immediately handed the reins to the bishop.

The bishop grabbed the reins and patted the spirit horse's forehead. When she touched the spirit horse, she actually felt a kind of connection with the spirit horse. This feeling was really wonderful. No wonder those soul warriors were so excited. This feeling was like turning from a human into a centaur. It was a very novel experience.

The bishop stepped onto the horse. Her skirt was not suitable for riding. But the bishop didn't care about it at all.

She could ride a horse, but she wasn't very good at it. However, with the help of the spirit horse, she felt like she had quickly become a master of riding.