Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

“Inside the Federation…has someone revealed my true identity to the church?”

Harvey was excited and subconsciously straightened his waist and stared at the text message coming from the crystal screen of the magic brain, falling into deep thought.

Although the three chiefs of the Federation, headed by Mr. "Scarred Lord", had directly promised him that he would keep it confidential and allow Harvey to publish research papers that published his works anonymously.

But even if Harvey conceals his disguise in the magic duel in person, as long as some privileged people in high positions within the Federation want to investigate, they can still follow the clues to find out his true identity.

However, Harvey is not very afraid of the problem of identity exposure. To this day, he has laid a series of arrangements and openly placed himself in the position of "real agent" in the Spellcaster Forum, and no longer has to do his life for his own sake. security and concealment.

This is also the main reason why he used the identity of Observer Neumann to invite high-level spellcasters who are not from the Federation to contact him offline - what he urgently needs now is to solve the problem for him from the Federation. , and those in trouble with the Glorious Church need a "extraordinary bodyguard" with tough means and unscrupulous behavior.

As the "translator" and "petitioner" of observer Neumann, these two high-level spell casters in front of him are undoubtedly the most suitable bodyguard candidates.

[Kelthuzad: Thank you and Mr. Eye of Illusion for solving the troubles from the church for me in advance. This undoubtedly helped me a great favor...]

[Astrologer: We are also instructed by Mr. Observer, but... it is not clear at the moment that the real purpose of his matchmaking meeting and what we need to do? 】

Harvey stared at the crystal board and smiled slightly, raising his hand to type quickly.

[Kel Thuzad: It's very simple. In fact, you have already completed part of the task - you also know that I am just a research caster. After being lucky enough to become a cooperative agent for the Forum and the Federation, my personal safety is... He is vulnerable to some threats, so Mr. Neumann wants to seek some corresponding security for me. 】

"Astrologer" and "Eye of Illusion" sat in front of the magic brain instrument and looked at each other, with their expressions suddenly realizing.

"It turns out that Mr. Observer guided us here to arrange a task for us to be a bodyguard... for Mr. Kelthuzad." Jin sighed in a low voice.

Melissa nodded in agreement, "Well, I thought it would be an unacceptable price, but I didn't expect it to be so simple. It seems that we have solved the troubles of the church investigation team for him before, which was considered a mistake. Something is in place."

[Kelthuzad: But I must be sorry to tell you that I cannot let you enter my private laboratory yet. This is a confidential cooperation secret for the agent's identity, so you can only stay in Jackdaw Town for the time being. Time, when the time is right, I will arrange to meet you...]

Jin frowned and said, "How can he complete the task of protecting others' personal safety if he doesn't meet us?"

Melissa thoughtfully: "It should be that there are some parts that need to be strictly confidential in the cooperation agreement between the Forum and the Federation. We should not explore it too deeply, and only complete the protection work we are responsible for, so as not to attract Unnecessary troubles angered Mr. Observer.”

It seems that the main troubles faced by this "agent" are still caused by the conservative factions within the Federation and various open and secret difficulties and attacks on the church, as long as the two of them stay in Jackdaw Town secretly. , closely monitor all suspicious threats from the southern border, and should be considered as completing the instructions of Mr. Observer.

[Astrologer: We understand what you mean, and we will stay in Jackdaw Town next. If there is any emergency, you can contact us at any time and meet us when the time is right...]

Nympho

Harvey closed the magic brain instrument with satisfaction, sat at the desk and thought for a while, raised his hand to call the guard who had been guarding the door and gave instructions.

Superintendent Yurio, the Superintendent of the Tuohuang Police Department, who had just been reborn, rushed to the Lord's Castle in a straight dark gray uniform.

Harvey was busy correcting work documents, and he greeted without raising his head, "Sit down first and wait for me for a while."

Yurio walked to the sofa and sat down. He subconsciously raised his mechanical arm to straighten the collar of his uniform, then placed his hands flat on his legs, looking like he was sitting with his eyes straight.

"Have you adapted to your mechanical prosthesis? Is there any fault? Have you been maintained regularly as required?" Harvey suddenly asked, frightening Yurio.

I thought the Lord asked him to report on his work after he was transferred to a formal police superintendent, but he didn't expect that when he opened his mouth, he asked him to adapt to his prosthetic limbs, so that Yurio would prepare in advance in his heart for a while. All the rhetorics were scrapped on the spot.

"Thank you for your concern... Uh, well, I'm adapting very well at the moment. No matter during work or daily life, there are no problems... I also follow your instructions and go to the mechanics department to maintain it on time every month. I am also responsible for supervising them to maintain their prosthetics regularly…”

Harvey chuckled, waved his hand to signal him not to be so nervous, and asked in a warm voice: "I heard that Mr. Chris, the director of the Alchemy Experiment Department, still comes to the police department to harass him... Uh, if you are dating and talking to you, does this affect Have your daily work?”

Yurio was stunned for a moment, and said with awkward expression: "Mr. Chris does visit the police often... He also offered to dismantle the prosthetics for us and adjust the parts! But everyone kept in mind the confidentiality regulations for work and were polite. Rejected him."

Harvey was so funny that he couldn't help laughing, and after a long time he returned to his seriousness, "Okay, next I have a special task that I want to hand over to you. This is a bit different from the work of the Territory Police Department. I need to……"

...

Jackdaw is a border town located in the northernmost part of St. Valen. There is only one hotel in the town that is considered high-end. It is only during the autumn hunting season that the accommodation business will be slightly better.

The fun of high-quality wild beast fur and mountain hunting can still attract some surrounding little nobles or manor landlords to come for vacation and entertainment.

Melissa and Jin, who have always been used to enjoying, have no choice but to rent a suite on the second floor in the "Winter Frost Flower" hotel in the town. They can just look at the town from the windows of the living room. Go to the busiest main street and small square.

The branch of the Federation in Jackdaw Town and the church of the Glorious Church are located on both sides of the Main Street.

"Compared with Erisburg and Jinhui City, this place is simply a completely remote place. Even the little nobles with fiefs around him look a bit rough and poor..." Jin held a glass of ale and leaned against the window facing the street. Bian teased in a low voice.

Melissa sat at the desk in the living room, focused on using the magic brain instruments to read some new academic documents in the magic encyclopedia, and replied without raising her head: "I am more important than those noisy and prosperous capitals." I like a place with few quiet people, this is a good place to live for a long time. Anyway, since I have the magic brain instruments, no matter where I live in the southern continent, I will never miss the cutting-edge information and important information in the magic world..."

The more you live in a bustling and comfortable city, the more you are bound and restricted as a spellcaster. The union, the branches of the church and the church are densely spread across the kingdom south of the Divine Ridge Mountains, it is easier to act a little radically. If you are targeted by both parties, you will have to endure all kinds of harassment and investigation from time to time.

Moreover, not all spellcasters enjoy dealing with the secular power vortex of nobles and wealthy merchants and the southern countries, which will greatly affect their practice of magic and pursuit of truth.

While the two were chatting about the issue of the caster's birth and entry, the door of the hotel was suddenly knocked gently.

"Who is it?" Melissa immediately put away the magic brain instrument alertly, got up and walked to the door and asked in a low voice.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Jin Ye put away his sloppy expression and looked at Melissa, quickly completing eye contact.

Could it be that the Federation located in the town has noticed their identities?

It shouldn't be... Passengers like them who are luxuriously dressed and generous are basically subconsciously recognized by locals as young nobles who come to hunt and recreate, and are noble couples who don't want to be disturbed when traveling alone...

The church is even more impossible. After a few days of coming here, they found that the church staff in Jackdaw Town have always lived in seclusion and did not move around the town at all.

"Two distinguished guests are the personal servants of a gentleman named Kel Thujad. Come to visit you..." The waiter of the hotel spoke outside the door.

Melissa raised her eyebrows, shook her eyes at Jin, who was standing by the window, and then opened the door.

The hotel waiter bowed slightly, then turned his head and left, revealing a tall and tall young man standing behind him.

"Good afternoon, two, I am Mr. Kelthuzad's servant, and I am ordered to deliver the message... Just call me Yurio."

Melissa smiled slightly cold and politely, turned her sideways and asked carefully, "We have another direct contact with Mr. Kelthuzadeh, why do he still send you alone. Come and deliver the message? ”

Yurio looked around the room for a week and found a thin and clean young man standing by the window. He looked like he was about the early thirties last year and was very compatible with the young girl wearing a veil in front of him.

However, his face seemed a little bad, and he was carrying one hand behind him, with a pair of bright eyes staring at him, revealing a dangerous look like a beast.

Yurio quickly put the suitcase he had been carrying on the coffee table, and while opening the box buckle, he explained, "Mr. Kelthuzad told me to bring a alchemy device he designed and made, and told me to be sure. I have to show you in person to both of you, so I can’t show you directly through contact information…”

"Alchemy device? Show it to us in person?" Melissa's curiosity was suddenly aroused and she quickly walked to the coffee table. "Mr. Kelthuzad did not inform us in advance, what exactly is this..."

She suddenly stopped halfway through her words and looked blankly at the item placed in the box - it was a mechanical prosthesis with exquisite structure and a whole full of the beauty of metal lines.

Then Yurio continued slowly: "Mr. Kelthuzad learned that the two teachers had suffered severe physical disabilities in an accident, and even the healing magic and alchemy potions of the natural system could not be recovered... So, He wanted to ask the two if they were willing to let your teacher undergo a prosthetic transplant…”

Jin stepped forward quickly and interrupted Yurio's words with a trembling voice, "No... Impossible, Alchemical prosthesis cannot be transplanted into a living person. This is common sense known to most spellcasters. The Quest Society has never made any progress in this research. Those experimental recipients who forcibly completed the operation finally had to accept the torture of amputation again, and many people died because of this!"

Melissa also whispered: "Yes, I have discussed this with Benoit before. After the operation, the transplanted recipient will soon have a rejection reaction, and the wound site of the prosthesis will have irreversible ulceration, causing pain that is several times more severe than when the original limb was lost before..."

Yurio did not argue or explain, but slowly got up from the sofa, took off the leather gloves on both hands, unbuttoned his long-sleeved dress coat, and then gently rolled up the cuff of his right arm, revealing a mechanical prosthesis with a brassy metallic luster and strange patterns on the surface.