Chapter 1345 - : Organize
Chapter 1345: Organize
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
“Uncle Marshall, can you get a trustworthy knight? I need to test out one thing!” Abel smiled.
Although there were many knights in the Kingdom of St Ellis, Abel was about to do something very secretive. So he needed his family knight.
“Then let’s call on Knight Dudley. He is the second son of Steward Lindsey, so we can definitely place our full trust on him. But is what you are about to do dangerous?” The Duke of Marshall asked.
“Not dangerous at all, the god of war got a faithful ground in the Central Continent, and there were many Barbarians living there. Although the Barbarian profession is not as powerful as the wizard union, it still has its specialty!’ Abel smiled.
His words made the 2 elders pause again. How powerful was Abel getting in the Central continent?
Those who laughed at Abel for abandoning his throne for the Central Continent must be very ashamed of themselves.
If the Wizard union was not also powerful, he would have united the Holy Continent already, and his move to the Central Continent was actually extremely brave.
Wizard Morton knew about the Barbarian profession. Although they were looked down upon by wizards, their lifespan and strength still far exceeded a normal person.
They were simply made differently. While wizards were skilled in speed and powerful elemental attacks, Barbarians were better at defense and close combat.
Not to mention, Barbarians often make a move in a group, so their power could multiply to the point where other professions could not ignore.
“Abel, I heard only Barbarians can learn Barbarian skills!” Wizard Morton asked.
“The god of war has a special power to give normal people Barbarian talent, I just never tested it so that’s why I need a knight!” Abel smiled.
“Lindsey, call knight Dudley here!”The Duke of Marshall called.
Steward Lindsey overheard the conversation, so he was not worried at all.
“Yes master!” He bowed.
Like a loyal servant, it was his pride to let his second son serve his master as well.
If Dudley did a good job, he might even become a royal.
Steward Lindsey thought to himself as he quickly brought knight Dudley into the hall.
Knight Dudley was a 25 years old intermediate knight, which was quite gifted for his age.
“My great majesty Abel!” He dropped to one knee and called.
Abel stood up and helped him up.
“This is a home, no need to do unnecessary things. I want to do an experiment on you. Do you consent? Abel asked.
“I will give my life to serve you my majesty!” Knight Dudley yelled and bowed again.
So Abel had to help him again as well.
The name Abel was just too great in the Holy Continent for royals, knights, and even civilians.
Therefore, Knight Dudley was not lying when he said he would die for Abel.
In fact, the 100,000 knights in the Kingdom would gladly do so as well.
“Knight Budley, if my experiment is successful. You can no longer show yourself in public and you will stay in Harry Castle from then on. If my experiment fails, you will not die and I will send you to any place you like!” Abel lowered his voice.
“Majesty, I will do as you please!” Knight Budley kept a still face and yelled again,
As an official knight for the Harry family, his honor was tied to his service.
Seeing how loyal this knight was, Abel couldn’t help but wonder if the Central Continent was so chaotic due to the lack of knight training,
He didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but he liked this attitude in the Holy Continent.
Afterward, he focused all his attention and connected to Doff in the Battlecry plateau through the soul chain.
Despite their distance, it worked just as well.
Soon, the ancient totem on Doff’s hand began to spark in gold.
The Beamon preaching ability was ignited, and strange energy was transferred to Abel.
Abel was looking very serious. And everyone around could feel the atmosphere around pressing in.
It was only natural when normal people were sensing the energy of a god, even if it was transferred through the soul chain.
A golden glow emerged on Abel’s hand, and Knight Budley couldn’t help but get on his knees, allowing Abel to place his hand on his head.
Suddenly, knight Dudley was wrapped around by the golden glow, and he sensed the bones in his body breaking apart.
At the same time, he sensed large amounts of information about Barbarians rushing into his soul.
Clack clack! His armor was getting tighter and tighter, so Abel immediately took it away with a wave from his power of the will.
What was exposed was a large chunk of muscles on knight Budley’s body. It had only been a minute, and Knight Budley was almost doubled in size, almost like a bodybuilder.
Soon, the beamon preaching’s glow faded, and the energy on Knight Bodley changed.
Abel felt relieved. It was successful!
But he was not worried at first anyway. Doff was making a move personally, so it only made sense he succeeded.
Abel was just happy that the first human Barbarians were created.
“Budley, how do you feel?” Abel saw knight Budley still had his eyes closed, so he asked.
“Majesty, I feel very good. My strength has increased a lot and there are a lot of information about Barbarian skills in my brain. I am very confident!” Knight Budley opened his eyes and gasped with a bow.
“You are now very powerful, only wizards can go against you and your lifespan will correspond with your rank. Train well!” Abel lowered his voice.
“Yes majesty!” Knight Budley yelled.
“Uncle Marshall, teacher, let’s go back to the castle!” Abel then turned to Knight Budley again and said, “follow me!”
When they entered the hall of the Harry castle where Abel lived, Abel noticed everything was just the same as before he left.
They arrived at the second floor, and Abel waved. All the bookshelves immediately moved to one side.
He then took out a human-size statue of Doff, the god of war, and placed it down.
“Flora, lock this place up from on. No one can enter besides Teacher Morton and Uncle Marshall!” Abel said to the sky.
Since they were in his castle, tower spirit flora could hear him even in places it could not reply.
The Duke of Marshall, wizard Morton, and Knight Budley looked at the statue. It was unlike anything they saw. There was scary energy lurking around it that sent chills down their spines.
“This is the god of war’s statue. If there are any knights interested in becoming a professional Barbarian in the future, just pray to this statue. If anyone in the family wants to live for eternity in my god’s kingdom, they can also do the same!” Abel turned to The Duke of Marshall and said.
“Abel, I will go visit Bennett later and ask him about it. Also your mother and brother Zack as well!” The Duke of Marshall smiled.
“This is the god of war’s statue. If there are any knights interested in becoming a professional Barbarian in the future, just pray to this statue. If anyone in the family wants to live for eternity in my god’s kingdom, they can also do the same!” Abel turned to The Duke of Marshall and said.
Since Abel promised that there was a slim chance that he could resurrect his wife, he regained his hope.
Considering how fast Abel grew, he shouldn’t be far from that future.
“Knight Budley, this is the god of war that granted your Barbarian profession, do you want to pledge your faith?” Abel smiled.
“Majesty, will that faith interfere with my loyalty in the Harry family?” Knight Budley hesitated with a bit of fear.
“Haha, the god of war is a part of the Harry family as well, so of course not!” Abel laughed.
“Majesty, then I’ll gladly become your Barbarian warrior!” Knight Budley couldn’t help but bow.
Abel smiled and padded knight Budley on the shoulder. For his family, he didn’t care if they pledged their faith in Doff or not.
Even if they were not a faithful follower, Abel could tell Doff to use some faith and bring their soul to his kingdom.
Of course, no other god would do something like this.
Throughout this time, Wizard Morton kept staring at the statue. How could Abel get a powerful summon like this?
That statue was clearly giving out alluring energy. A normal person would become a faithful follower if they stared at it for too long.
Wizard Morton was a professional so his resistance was much stronger.
Still, he did not say anything. He knew very well Abel would not hurt him or The Duke of Marshall.
“Teacher, I need to go back to my magic tower. You want to come along?” Abel saw the expression on Wizard Morton and smiled.
After they departed from The Duke of Marshall, they flashed towards the hill where the magic towers were behind the Harry castle.
Abel did not immediately return to his own magic tower. Instead, he looked around. With a giant mana gathering circle, the mana concentration of the Harry castle could almost go against the wizard organizations of the Central continent.
No wonder so many official wizards have emerged compared to the last time Abel was here.
“Teacher, I am not worried about the safety here and this time I’ve brought another layer of defence!” Abel turned and said.
“Defence?” You will leave something here? Won’t that impact your safety in the Central Continent?” Wizard Morton asked.
If Abel was leaving something powerful over, he would have one less powerful thing around him.. Considering the current situation, Abel might be at risk.