Alien Knights

Chapter 166 The Assembly of the Renaissance

Following Ulysses into the construction site of the cathedral, Elijah looked at the busy workers in front of him in amazement.

A man who looked no different from ordinary people walked to the place where the materials were piled up, and the skin of his body slowly turned into the color of steel. I saw him carrying beams weighing thousands of kilograms, walked briskly to the pulley crane, and hung the heavy objects in his hands on the lifting platform; a woman in sackcloth raised her hands to the sky, and the sunlight condensed and refracted above her head into a straight "beam of light", which shone parallel to the ground on the corner of the construction site. Beside her were several monks holding blueprints, constantly asking the woman to adjust the direction of light to measure the four pillars and broken lengths of the building; , carrying two barrels of paulownia lacquer and passed by Elijah quickly, his figure was like a bow and arrow off the string, I saw him kicking his feet, his body jumped more than ten meters high, and jumped directly onto the high platform, but the paint water was not sprayed at all.

Elijah opened his eyes wide, without moving his gaze, and asked sideways, "Are these people...?"

Ulysses greeted the monks familiarly, and said: "These people are aliens with various abilities. With the permission of Lord Son, they have become residents of Muxi Town. Although they are small in number, they have gradually gained a foothold in the town by virtue of their convenient abilities. You can see them in many places in colleges, theaters, markets, workshops, and farmland. By the way, when you get along with aliens, pay attention to your words and deeds. They are a very As a united group, any insult or attack will bring you unnecessary trouble..."

Elijah followed Ulysses and continued to walk forward, passing through the busy construction site, and came to a temporary low house behind.

Before they entered the room, they heard a heated argument coming from inside the room.

One is a melodious female voice: "As I said, these three thin spiers are the core of the cathedral! Removing them will destroy the beauty of the entire building!"

The other is a slightly helpless baritone: "Ma'am, the design drawing is one thing, and the actual construction is another."

Ulysses knocked on the door and led Elijah into the room.

Inside the room stood a beautiful woman and a group of awkward monks.

After some introductions and inquiries, Elijah finally figured out the cause and effect of the matter. This beautiful woman named Mary independently completed the construction drawings of Muxi Cathedral. However, due to the architectural style and design concept, the monks believed that there would be a series of problems such as overloading and shifting the center of gravity during construction, and requested to revise the drawings.

Elijah carefully checked the drawings, communicated with both parties, and then borrowed a pen and paper to start calculations.

The people in the room looked at the new visitor to Muxi Town, and asked Ulysses about his background.

The latter explained proudly: "Elijah is the best student of the Royal Academy in recent decades, and a genius recognized by the professors. He just rushed here from the ancient holy city today..."

After repeated calculations, Elijah took the paper full of formulas and began to put forward his own suggestions based on Mary's design drawings: "These three minarets can be kept, and the original height can also remain unchanged, but the walls and structures of the buildings must be adjusted. , You still need to do a careful calculation."

Ulysses nudged Elijah with his elbow, and whispered, "It's getting late, and it's almost here, and there's one more person waiting to see you."

The latter nodded, and left the construction site amidst the astonished eyes of everyone in the room.

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Elijah and Ulysses finally reached the very center of the town of Muxi Town-the Grand Square.

"Sister Hotel."

After softly reading the signboard on the storefront, Elijah asked Ulysses, "Who is the person you said you want to see me?"

The young man did not answer his question, but pushed open the door of the hotel.

The moment Elijah stepped into the hotel, he was attracted by the interior decoration style. Grass-green climbing wall plants form natural screens between the tables along the wooden branches, and small flowers of different colors are dotted on them; clear water enters the house from the water channel outside the courtyard, and naturally flows down from the decorative holes on the wall, forming a "small waterfall".

Ulysses smiled and greeted the maid Pamela, who recognized this guy who always drank but didn't consume, and gave him a blank stare.

In the lobby of the hotel, Elijah saw a familiar figure—the knight Dion.

This beauty, who was always the focus of the upper class in Tailuodu City, was sitting in a corner of the hotel depressed, looking at the barley tea and snacks in front of her, silent.

Elijah just wanted to talk to him, but Ulysses grabbed his arm. The latter shook his head and said to the middle-aged man, "Dion has been in a bad mood recently, so don't bother him. The person who wants to see you is on the second floor."

Walking up to the second floor, stepping on the soft carpet, Elijah walked to the end of the aisle, waiting for Ulysses to knock on the door, and seeing the person on the bed, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Teacher Terrence?!"

The old scholar who was rumored to be executed at the stake is currently lying on a comfortable bed. Although his body is thin and his face looks sick, his spirit is rare.

The old man lying on the bed saw the middle-aged man, his eyes lit up, his arms were slightly raised, and his face was filled with unstoppable joy.

Karin packed up the herbs and food plate, and said to the two people at the door: "His body is still very weak, he can't talk for a long time, and he can't be agitated or angry. Please pay attention."

After finishing speaking, she accompanied the old monk who was on a clinic visit and walked out of the room.

Elijah walked quickly to the bed, knelt down on one knee, and put his head close to Terrence. In my impression, this old man who used to be his academic tutor stood on the podium, holding a pointer in one hand and a book in the other, and the scene where his voice was so loud that he could hear it a hundred meters away is still in front of his eyes. And now, he was lying there like a drowning man just rescued from the sea, exhausted even to breathe.

Elijah held Terrence's right hand with both hands, lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, and choked up silently.

Terrence turned his head slightly to the two people who looked sad, frowned slightly, and said in a very weak but firm voice: "Old man, I'm not dead yet! If you want to cry so much, use your tears for my funeral!"

Ulysses wiped the corners of his eyes gently with his sleeve, put one hand on Elijah's shoulder, and whispered, "There is one thing that Teacher Terrence wants you to do."

After receiving a note from the other party, Elijah slowly unfolded it. He took a closer look, and saw that the palm-sized paper was full of names, and there were more than fifty people at a rough count.

"Sandro Botticelli, Derk Potts, Niccolo Machiavelli..." Elijah read these names softly, and quickly matched them with faces in his mind. These people were all graduates of the Royal Academy. Among them were poets, painters, writers, musicians, philosophers, sculptors, master architects... But without exception, they were all disciples of Master Terrence, and they were recognized as a group of talented people.

The veins on Terrence's arm were bulging, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased, and a flame was burning in his eyes: "Find them, don't say I'm still alive, just say it's my last wish! Let these people come to Muxi Town!"

Elijah looked at the old man in surprise, and subconsciously asked, "Teacher, what do you want to do?"

"War! I want to start a war!" Terrence braced his body, sat up slowly, his eyes were like sharp knives out of the scabbard: "A war to uncover the dirty veil and false nature of the church, revive classical culture and flourish art!"

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