Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 131 The Radiant Knight "Enlightenment in Dragon Field"

Even a demigod isn't good enough.

Jia Xiu, who was playing the "mud truck" game to eliminate undead inside the castle, clearly felt that the speed at which the undead were bursting had slowed down.

The average time of two to three seconds at the beginning has been reduced to about four seconds.

Although it doesn't prevent him from continuing to rack up points, it doesn't feel as smooth anymore.

It's like playing a game; you can play it, but the frame rate is choppy.

feeling bad.

Jia Xiu wasn't sure if his endless cycle of drawing magic power had actually depleted the Radiant Knight's magic power, or if the Knight simply didn't want him to keep drawing it so randomly.

If it's the former, then the strength of the demigods in this world is limited.

If it's the latter, then the demigods of this world are petty.

In short, the demigods in this world aren't very good.

If the Radiant Knight could hear Jashu's thoughts, he would definitely feel wronged.

With his method of using magic to overwhelm the undead, the magic power he uses to overwhelm one undead could be used with a normal exorcism spell to exorcise all the undead in the entire arena, summon a new wave, and then exorcise them all again.

If He could disregard such consumption, He wouldn't be a demigod.

A strange and somewhat comical scene has emerged on the field.

Jia Xiu's exorcism "train" is getting longer and longer.

The team that originally consisted of three people has now grown to include more than a dozen other students, and the number is still increasing.

They're all just here to freeload.

They also discovered that Jia Xiuqing's undead was not as fast as it had been at the beginning. At the original speed, they wouldn't have had time to cast spells, but now it was about four seconds. As long as their hands were quick enough and their aim was good enough, there was a good chance that they could graz the expanding undead.

One point is earned if you manage to get a touch of it.

Although it looks ugly to do it like that.

But that's only one point.

Face or advancement, that is the question.

Most students chose to advance, especially after the first person chose to follow Jia Xiu, the others put aside their pride and were less hesitant.

Only the teams that considered themselves strong remained, struggling to keep going.

As a result, an interesting change occurred on the points ranking leaderboard.

The students who were originally considered to be of a higher level have gradually begun to decline in their rankings.

Self-reliance is no match for following Jia Xiu and drinking soup.

Justus witnessed all of this, and his squad had stopped their journey.

On the one hand, they were tired from running and needed to catch their breath and rest.

On the other hand, the squad members were all waiting for their trusted captain to give them orders.

"Captain, if we wait any longer, we might not even get to drink the soup. There aren't enough undead in the castle for him to clear."

Justus was still hesitating.

As a genius of the proud Ukmark Empire, what kind of nonsense is it to follow in someone else's footsteps and drink the leftovers?

He stared out the window, lost in thought, pretending to be the most struggling.

Actually, he was waiting for a step down; the step he had just taken wasn't good enough.

Someone in the group clearly understood Justus's thoughts and changed their persuasion strategy.

"Captain, the virtues of the Empire teach us not to care about fleeting fame, but to care about tangible benefits. If anyone laughs at us for joining them, let them laugh. A little ridicule cannot shake the unwavering faith of the Imperial warriors."

Imperial virtues are a catch-all phrase; anything can be thrown into it.

"it is good!"

Justus thought this step was much better.

"In that case, let's join! And among those who join, we'll be the fastest and most accurate shooters!"

I don't know why he can describe following others to get points as some kind of heroic feat.

Once the new competition plan was finalized, they immediately sprang into action, quickly joining the already long queue of dozens of people and seizing advantageous positions. Other students couldn't squeeze past them or outrun them, and they soon became the ones who could "drink" the most soup in the "soup-drinking" team.

Justus's dishonorable behavior also caught Jacob's eye.

Good thing.

Jacob had wanted to join Jashy for a long time; if he didn't, he might not even be able to keep his place in the top ten.

But because of his idol image, he couldn't join.

How can the Holy Son of the Papacy be relegated to a subordinate position?

When faced with the choice between saving face and advancing in rank, the Holy Son's face carries extra weight.

He would only consider disregarding his own reputation if his direct competitors were unwilling to do so.

And now, Justus has joined.

“Friends,” Jacob said with a resolute look in his eyes, “in order to help Jashu clear away the dead more quickly, I believe we should provide them with the assistance of Holy Light. The doctrine of Holy Light teaches us…”

The doctrines of the Holy Light are also a catch-all, capable of holding even more than the virtues of the Empire.

What makes Jacob better than Justus is that he can find a way to save face for himself, explaining the doctrines while also citing scriptures.

Their methods of joining the main force also differed. The contestants from the seminary did not choose to hit the undead as quickly as possible; instead, they chose to heavily buff Jaxiu.

It provides an effect boost, and also serves as an assist.

If Jia Xiu's status bar were visible now, the two lines probably wouldn't fit.

With so many benefits, Jashu's reduced efficiency due to magic power limitation was restored.

Although each undead explosion still takes four seconds, more undead are found and hit per unit of time, and the total mana consumed is about the same as before the flow restriction, or even slightly more.

This left the Radiant Knight completely dumbfounded.

No, why?
Why did everyone suddenly unite? Isn't this a competition?

With the addition of Justus and Jacob, there were no more players who could persist, and Train King successfully brought everyone on the field along.

They were having a great time, while the Radiant Knight was feeling miserable.

What can we do? We can't keep limiting the number of users.

Further traffic restrictions would be too obvious; everyone would see it, and his illustrious reputation would likely be ruined.

There are no limits. Leaving aside whether there is enough magic to continue that damned vicious cycle, even the protective shield surrounding the castle would probably be difficult to maintain.

Even when He can no longer sustain it, the professors of the Holy Light Theological Seminary will step in to ensure that no spirits escape.

This is how the contingency plan is written.

But this is a contingency plan that the Radiant Knight absolutely does not want to see happen.

He had previously stated that He would be in charge of the arena.

Now that he can't take responsibility, he's a demigod after all. How will he be able to hold his head high when other gods encounter him in the future?

Hey, how about this?

When dealing with people who have unique ideas, you should respond with an equally unique approach.

The Radiant Knight has come up with a solution.

As one of the deities worshipped by the Holy Light Church, although he is a subordinate god, he still has a certain number of believers and has been granted many divine arts.

A considerable amount of magic power was also distributed over there.

Now, at this crucial moment concerning His demigod dignity, He can only make things difficult for the other believers.

He will bear the infamy.

With a thought, the Radiant Knight temporarily halted the divine spells bestowed upon his followers.

We'll open the other side after this is finished.

This was the best method He could come up with.

Suspending some divine spells might not be detectable. And if, by any chance, it's truly impossible to detect, then we can only hope that fewer people will lose their faith because they couldn't use the divinely bestowed spells...

……

Meanwhile, in a remote wilderness on the continent, an adventure team is carrying out their mission.

Hunting Shark Lizard Beast.

A gigantic monster that delights in lurking in burrows and attacking its prey.

Their mission was progressing smoothly; the shark-lizard beast was trapped in an area, and death was its only fate. The team members planned to use a large amount of ordinary damage to wear down the behemoth completely.

The priest in the team, a follower of the Radiant Knight, is preparing to apply a damage buff to his teammates.

Every attack launched by his companions within a 30-meter radius of where he stands is amplified.

The spell bestowed upon him by the holy and radiant knight.

The priest began casting the spell...

The priest began casting a spell once again...

The priest was stunned. After a moment's thought, he began casting the spell with utmost caution and seriousness...

The teammate couldn't hold back any longer.

"Are you even capable? Cast a spell! What are you doing?"

With tears in his eyes, the priest said, "I can't feel the power of the Radiant Knight."

"what?"

"It must be because I wasn't devout enough, it must be because I neglected my prayers, that's why the Radiant Knight punished me. I must express my devotion..."

The pastor was about to begin the prayer ceremony.

"Use whatever spells you can right now! The Radiant Knight won't miss a moment..."

……

The third round of the competition has ended.

The final rankings were the closest of the three rounds.

Apart from Jia Xiu and his two friends who are far ahead in first place, the gaps between the others are very small.

A single point less can result in a difference of three or four places.

What was originally a competition of multi-dimensional abilities was turned into a "pure" competition of precision and spellcasting speed by Jia Xiu.

Oh, they even had a stamina contest. He was out of breath after just a couple of steps and couldn't keep up with Ram's pace.

Therefore, the players eliminated in this round may not necessarily lack spellcasting ability, but may also be running too slowly and not keeping up.

Being eliminated from a spellcaster academy competition for this reason is somewhat unlucky.

"Please welcome Your Excellency, the Radiant Knight, to present the commemorative medal to the winner of this round."

Holy Light Theological Seminary has also prepared separate small prizes for this round of the competition.

However, it wasn't originally planned for Jia Xiu.

The plan is for Jacob, the Holy Son who has a deep understanding of the undead, to win first place, followed by a beautiful scene of the Radiant Knight awarding the Holy Son.

Who knew the plan wouldn't be as fast as Jia Xiu's?

What surprised the seminary staff even more was that not only was the award-receiving side different from what they had expected, but there also seemed to be some minor problems with the award-presenting side.

The Radiant Knight dismounted from his warhorse, and everyone could see that his steps seemed unsteady, and he even swayed slightly when he landed.

Everyone tacitly refrained from mentioning it.

He hurriedly handed out the badges and then left in a hurry, as if he didn't want to stay in this unfortunate place for even a moment longer.

When it left, the crack that had been split in the sky was noticeably shorter than when it came.

In fact, the Radiant Knight did not leave Theldarion.

That crack in the sky is actually a sign of His coming and going to get off work.

A demigod isn't someone who's constantly fulfilling divine duties; that would be too much of a burden.

When the Radiant Knight's golden plate armor was removed, without the addition of flashy light effects, she didn't reveal any unique divinity; she simply looked like a robust adult female knight.

When not performing her divine duties, she reverts to one of the many identities she had when she was still a mortal.

Justina the Raccoon Knight.

The title comes from her background, from an orphan girl to a knight.

Although saying this could easily be seen as boasting, she still wanted to say that being a god is quite tiring.

The number of believers must always be taken into account, as it directly relates to the strength of the clergy.

You'll also encounter some bizarre things that you can't explain.

For example, the one I met today.

After resting for a while, she immediately checked on the believers' condition.

As a "young man" who has only recently become a god, he doesn't have many followers to begin with.

This temporarily cut off some of their divine magic, and then suddenly caused them to lose their faith.

Please, please, let's minimize the loss of followers...

Demigods can also pray to their superior god.

As she prayed, Justina became aware of the believers' condition.

After a few seconds.

"what?"

Justina strongly suspected that she was mistaken.

Not only did the number of believers not decrease, but a significant portion of the original believers actually became more devout.

What is the principle?
The divine spells given to them were restricted, and as a result, they became even more devout than before.

Does that mean she's been giving too much all along and should be given more leeway?
The understanding he had formed after becoming a god was overturned all at once.

If the way she acted as a god before wasn't the best way to gain believers.

So, what exactly is the best way to do it?

She should ask someone.

She had just become a goddess, and she was also very confused.

It's not appropriate to directly ask other gods, even those who belong to the Holy Light, as they are essentially in competition with each other.

The number of believers is limited, making it purely a competition within a saturated market.

It is very impolite to directly "ask" how to gain followers.

I regret not reading more books before; I can't figure things out when I need to use my brain.

At that moment, Justina suddenly had an idea that she found so absurd she wanted to laugh.

Go ask that Jia Xiu.

Since he can produce such bizarre and strange effects with his divine arts, he might have unique insights into the gods themselves.

There's no harm in giving it a try.

So, after Mimi regained her magic power for a day, Justina, one of the subordinate gods of the Holy Light, entered the city of Serdarion as a mortal knight.

Before she could even start looking for Jia Xiu's location or arranging a meeting, she saw an advertisement put up by a bard on the street.

"Master Jia Xiu visited the Poets' Association and shared his unique methods of story creation..."

Ok?
Is this just a case of the same name?

Justina leaned closer and read the advertisement carefully.

"From the Saint Dero Spellcaster Academy, a rising star in the five-school competition, securing first place for two consecutive rounds..."

Looking at the long prefix given to Jia Xiu in the advertisement, she was certain that it was indeed Jia Xiu.

So he was not only good at studying divine magic, but also very good at storytelling.

Wait a minute, is it possible that gaining followers and telling a good story are two similar things?

She felt like she was starting to get the hang of it.

Following the address given in the advertisement, Justina arrived at the Bards' Guild.

Jia Xiu's lecture was arranged in the association's largest venue.

The room was packed, with many people standing to listen in.

A conference was held for the bard profession.

Justina found a corner where she could barely stand.

On the stage in front, Jia Xiu's lecture had only just begun.

"To write a good story, you have to start by establishing the characters..."

(End of this chapter)