Chapter 875: The Only Faith (Part 1)

"My lord! I thought the dinner time would be postponed!" Dinah asked with surprise on her face, "Do you want to eat dinner on time?" Everyone is very busy recently, even Dinah who is in charge of life The androids are also quite busy. She not only has to take care of the two witches and Salomon's daily necessities, but also needs to find time to cross the Atlantic Ocean, train servants for the Oxfordshire manor, and seek wisdom from the old butler of the Croft Manor. The servants here refer to the servants in the British aristocratic manors before World War I—most of the similar manors now adopt a recruitment system, especially in the real estate purchased by NEW MONEY, where college students often plan to find a summer job in the manor identity. However, because there are too many secrets in the Oxfordshire manor, and Dinah thinks that the summer job is really unprofessional, so all the servants hired are for life.

However, even so, some people applied for the job, which can only make Salomon feel that the employment environment in the UK is too bad.

However, considering that this is a job with price-indexed wages, health insurance funds, generous pension insurance, and various benefits that can be enjoyed after retirement, it is not surprising that so many people apply for it. So Dinah thought it seemed reasonable to require the servants to undergo military training. Since Salomon paid so much money, it was not a big problem to require the servants to at least use a pistol.

"Yeah, I thought so at first, until I said something stupid." Salomon scratched his messy hair.

He was shirtless and his back was covered in scratches and bite marks, showing just how intense the fight had been. He had already left the affairs of the manor to Dinah and asked her to solve it by herself. Without using the power of the Immortal City, Dinah could do a lot with the assets in Salomon's personal account and the company under her name. good. Artificial people have extremely high intelligence that ordinary people do not possess. This is the talent that Salomon gave artificial people when they created them.

"Dinah, why do you think women are so difficult to understand, especially married women?"

This question was a bit too difficult for Dinah, and she faltered and couldn't speak.

"Ha, donkey!" Joan burst out laughing, to which Salomon just rolled his eyes. She had heard Salomon's stupid words from Beunita's mouth a long time ago, and only the witch in the whole family could mock Salomon like that. "I don't want to go hungry because of this kind of thing, but she only listens to you!" The white-haired witch glanced at the artificial maid, "Next time you can either come out by yourself, or I will break in and interrupt you, you choose! "

Dinah put her head down and continued tending to the sauce in the pot.

She plans to start preparing supper and breakfast, and it seems to her that dinner may be postponed again.

Because the master is often too busy to eat because of the witch when he comes back. She thought about preparing a breakfast before Salomon set off and a working meal to take with her to the Immortal City. In addition, she also needs to be responsible for recording the work and information that Salomon missed during this period. For example, he commissioned a fallen angel craftsman to create a pair of female armor with very special materials. When Rodin called It was Dinah who picked it up. She took a part of Salomon's inventory to pay the craftsmen and ordered a delivery service.

A few minutes later, a huge cargo box fell out of the portal along with a huge amount of dust and hit the living room of the witch's apartment. The heavy weight made a loud noise. The neatly arranged furniture and Gadgets of all kinds jumped up from the fall, and the fine teak floor was smashed into a big hole. Dinah was so mad that for the first time she chose to put down her cleaning tools and pick up the giant chainsword that Beunita had given her. However, her behavior was quickly stopped by Salomon who rushed over, and he quickly summoned the spirit servants to share the cleaning work, which made Dinah cry out of grievance.

"What is this?" Tita raised her head, looking up at the black cast iron container. She was wearing ceremonial armor, and her height was close to 195 centimeters. However, this container was even taller, and only guardsmen with a height of about three meters could poke their heads out of the cover of the container. This huge container has the gear emblem of Mars and the golden eagle emblem of the Immortal City, which shows that this armor was once modified by the chief of the Mars foundry, and sealed by Salomon himself. In addition to the parchment covered with fine writing on the cast iron surface, a crimson power switch glowed in the upper left corner of the cargo hatch.

"This is something my lord entrusted to you, Commander." Constantine whispered, and at the same time handed her a parchment file with a lead seal. By order from the Praetorian Guard, the container is to be hidden deep within the dark vaults of the Monastery of the Sisterhood of the Immortal City. Now there are at least hundreds of plans in the Immortal City on the surface at the same time, and secretly these plans are promoting the gradual realization of Salomon's real intentions.

"I will." Tita beckoned, and led the transport vehicle behind the Guards slowly into the depths of the monastery. The Praetorian Guards did not continue to move forward, but turned and left after watching the transport vehicle disappear behind the shadow of the towering Gothic building. Tita and the transport vehicles stopped at the entrance of the tomb—the tomb was built only after the Battle of Fenbowendt, and the monastery, which was forbidden to outsiders on weekdays, was forced to accept the construction team, but the scope of activities of the construction team was strictly restricted. When the tomb for the burial of the martyrs of the Finnbowent Battle was completed, Tita buried them in it impatiently and sealed it completely, leaving only a small team to take turns guarding it. The fifteen-meter-high tomb entrance has exquisite reliefs to praise the sacrifice and dedication of the Battle of Finnbowent, but the porch is dark and dark, only the sound of the construction team digging rocks can be heard faintly from the depths. Tita didn't know the function of the item Salomon gave her, but she followed the order and kept it secret according to the prescribed procedures, only sharing this vague information with several team commanders. official.

Tita directs the entrance of the tomb through which the transport vehicles drive, but forbids turning on the lights. After walking hundreds of steps forward and winding, the driver in charge of the vehicle finally saw the sparse candlelight in the dark. Then the candlelight became more and more dense and even formed a river of candlelight on both sides of the passage. The tomb passage like a monster’s esophagus gradually brightened. The driver saw exquisite murals painted on the walls illuminated by candles. Tears were shed on the murals, praising brave sacrifice and faith.

"What do you think that is?" A kerosene lamp floated out from the dark corridor that had not yet been illuminated by candlelight, accompanied by a strong scent of incense. Aura, dressed in a commander's ritual power armor, asked expressionlessly. Instead of carrying heavy weapons, she carried a long sword and a pistol around her waist, which was the most standard combat team attire.

"I don't know, Ola. I have a guess. It's probably close to ten." Tita shook her head, watching the workers and transport vehicles carefully move the several-ton container, "either Ragnarok or the Battle of Attilan , but I really don’t know what this thing does. But I think our Lord will let us know his wisdom at that time, so we don’t need to worry.”

“Is there brainwashing after transporting people?” Ora said. “I noticed some people had Wakanda’s emblem.”

"Must, they can't remember everything they saw here. As for the Wakanda to do a deep magic check, those pagans who don't understand the glory of our Lord are too weird, and their cooperation with the monarch is not so strong. Tita was silent for a moment, after thinking about it, she still didn't tell Ola about her plan to counter Wakanda, "Our belief in him cannot be spread outside the sisterhood. This is his order, and we cannot violate it. "

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