MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 46 invite

  Chapter 46 Invitation

  The Eighth Order is also known as the Order of the Hermits or the Order of Kane.

Because the Eighth Holy Spirit is the only Holy Spirit who has been upgraded from mortals, the Eighth Order should pay more attention to the combination of the secular and the faith, and to emphasize the relationship between the common and the divine, compared with other orders of the Holy Spirit Church. unity of opposites.

Within the Eighth Religion, it is divided into two major factions—Charm Sect and Holy Cultivation Sect. The former emphasizes the sanctity of the Eighth Holy Spirit and advocates that the Eighth Religion be fully integrated into the system framework of the Holy Spirit Church. At least you don't have to carry the title of "Hidden Holy Spirit" in front of it.

   The latter group of Saints pays more attention to the mortal nature of the Eighth Holy Spirit. The monks of the Holy Order will search for the holy relics left by Kane when he was still walking in the world, and they will imitate his past deeds to practice relief, hoping to narrow the distance between their soul and the Holy Spirit.

   "Then you say that, are you a monk of the Holy Order?"

   On the way to the Great Cemetery of the City of Thorns, Nezemar suddenly asked Kaskop about the composition of the Eighth Order, and Kass asked curiously after listening.

   The reason why he thinks so is simple.

   "Judgment Four" is a trial weapon, in addition to being a powerful weapon against the Moon Realm, it is used to stop the duke's crazy plan. As a holy relic closely related to Holy Spirit Kane's death, it must be the reason why the Eighth Order is willing to pay such a high price to get it.

   The pursuit of holy relics is undoubtedly the style of the Holy Order.

  Nezmar nodded and said:

   "That's right, I'm a cultivator of the Holy Order, and I'm mainly responsible for the recovery of holy relics."

   Cass continued:

   "Then why are you suddenly telling me this? Isn't it just to introduce me to the Eighth Religion?"

   As for Cass’ question, Nezemar answered calmly:

"As a descendant of the pitch-black swordsman, you are the only one who can pull out the Fourth Judgment, and at the same time, you are also the one whose soul is most compatible with that weapon. So after this matter subsides, I hope you can consider converting to the Eighth Order, join the Holy Order."

   Cass didn't have time to say anything, and Liz, who had been sitting on his shoulders and listened to his two conversations with pricked ears, couldn't hold back her breath.

   "What? No, no, no..."

  Liz flew between Cass and Nezemar, and hit the blonde woman with a big fork with her arms crossed.

   "He is the servant I rescued with great difficulty. Before, he promised to take care of the garden for me until he died. How can he be allowed to serve a holy spirit in any sect? This is absolutely impossible!"

  Nezmar glanced at Liz flying in mid-air, then turned to Cass and continued:

"If you choose to convert to Kane, the order will first promise to clear your grievances. Then we will help you awaken your own magic talent. Although you should not have the talent to become a magic singer, you will become a magic sword. Servants are absolutely fine.”

  Becoming a magic caster requires not only an affinity for magic, but also a certain degree of spiritual talent, so that the caster can construct a precise spell model in his own ether domain.

   But for people who lack spiritual talent, it does not mean that he has no connection with magic in this life. They can take the second place and use their own magic to release specific spells by relying on objects that have been engraved with spell models.

   And the profession that uses magic in this way is the magic swordsman.

   This is similar to the fire spell [Breaking Dawn] that Cass used to activate the enchantment on his own sword, but it is different in essence.

   Because Cass is not a magic swordsman, he can only fight with the magic power stored on the sword in advance, and he cannot precisely control the consumption of magic power when using it, he can only vent his magic power.

  If he was a real magic swordsman, the battle would probably have ended long ago.

Compared with the magic caster, the threshold of the magic swordsman seems to be much lower, but in fact, in terms of quantity, the number of magic swordsmen in the whole continent is basically the same as that of the magic caster, and it may even be possible. And slightly less.

   Not only that, the vast majority of those magic swordsmen served in the legion, or they were simply the children of nobles, and only a very small part of the magic swordsmen in the folk.

The reason for    is also very simple. Most magic casters are scholars, and only a small number will become war mages specializing in combat, while magic swordsmen are born for killing without exception. Therefore, the official empire of the empire will allow the people to maintain a certain number of magic casters, but it will never allow a large number of magic swordsmen to appear.

  Cass is very clear that he can only improve a little in his martial arts. If he wants to continue to become stronger, the only way to become a magic swordsman is to become a magic swordsman, but there is basically no way for ordinary people to become a magic swordsman.

   The condition that the opponent has offered to himself now is an irresistible temptation for any soldier, but...

   "I'm sorry, but I've never been very devout in my faith in the Church of the Holy Spirit, and I really have no interest in the life of the church."

   Cass bowed his head slightly, with apologetic expressions in his words.

   Liz, who had some frizzy hair at first, also turned around with a look of surprise.

   She quickly flew to Cass, during which she calmed down her expression, then patted Cass on the shoulder, and said old-fashioned:

   "I knew you wouldn't be so unscrupulous, don't worry, I'll take it easy when I clean up the garden in the future."

   When your slave helps you tidy up the garden or something, it seems that you are always talking to yourself, but I never promised...

  Kas thought to himself, but secretly held back his words.

   For his answer, Nezemar had an expression that he had expected long ago:

"I know what you're worrying about. Your life is all maintained by this witch's life scale powder. In a sense, you are essentially a dead person now, just driven by her vitality. You worry if you go The Eighth Religion is still taking risks with other people's vitality, right?"

   In this regard, Cass was silent.

   She was right, if it wasn't for revenge on those people, he would never have the cheek to go all out with the vitality of that simple witch like he is now.

   And after his revenge, he had even less reason to do so.

  Nezmar continued:

"Don't worry, you don't want to borrow her vitality, and we also don't want the descendants of the Tribunal, the holder of the 'Judgment Four', to have their lives bound to a witch. As long as you are willing to convert, the Eighth Order I will contact seven bishops to use [Su Sheng] to make up for your lack of vitality, and this witch will be able to get back her scale powder completely."

   After talking about this proposal, even Liz couldn't find any reason to oppose it.

   She can get her life scale powder back, Cass can step on the path of the magic swordsman, and the Eighth Order has found a descendant of the Tribunal who can use Judgement Four.

   Everyone got what they wanted.

  The two and the witch walked along the stone road for a long distance in silence. When they were about to reach their destination, Cass said:

"if it is like this…"

   But Nezemar interrupted him.

   "You don't have to make a decision now, think about it first."

   She said, with an expression that could probably be called a "laugh" from the corner of her mouth.

   "After all, it's hard to say whether we will come back alive in the end."

   In the cold moonlight, a strange shadow was cast on the city wall of the large cemetery not far away.

   One more chapter later

   (end of this chapter)