Struggle in the Steam Age

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The carriage stopped in front of a small manor. Considering that this manor was not built for the owners of those manors, at most only the housekeeper or the person in charge of the family would come to live for a day or two occasionally, so the whole manor It looks a bit crude, just like a large farmhouse.

But now, this manor is full of people who don't usually live here. When Lawrence and the others got off the wagon, they saw a few uniformed agricultural church members walking from outside to the manor with a bunch of things at the entrance of the manor. And in the manor where it was originally a clearing or lawn, there were piles of cotton rods that were a circle larger than the carriage carriage, and several priests were casting spells around those cotton rods with serious faces.

"May I ask you who are you?" Watching Lawrence and the others came straight to the gate of the manor after getting out of the carriage, the two were wearing khaki metal breastplates, a large-caliber revolver hanging from their waists, and an axe gun in their right hand. The paladin saw Lawrence who was bringing Nora over and stretched out his hand to signal them to stop. Because they came here in a horse-drawn carriage of Viscount Doropia, the two Paladins stopped Lawrence and the others, but they were very nice when asked.

"I am Earl Sauer." Lawrence slowly stretched out his left hand to show the two paladins the sign of his identity. Soon, a paladin stepped forward to confirm Lawrence's identity and motioned to them. You can enter the manor. After nodding to the two paladins, Lawrence entered the manor with the doll.

"It seems that they have listened to what they said to my aunt." Lawrence said to Nora after passing by the piles of cotton poles surrounded by priests and seeing what they were doing. "It seems that they have also discovered the things we found before, but they don't know the specific situation?"

"It should be pretty ordinary." Nora is not optimistic about the progress of these clergy. "According to their extraordinary level, it is estimated that there is indeed some unclean **** power in this cotton field. After all, the power of the gods remaining on these things is too weak, and it is difficult for them to accurately determine the specific content inside. Happening."

Nora’s judgment is likely to be correct, because when Lawrence and the others passed by the clergy, they found that although they were all releasing magic arts and inspecting the pile of cotton poles in front of them, the expressions on everyone's faces revealed. There was a kind of confusion and helplessness, and it seemed that they didn't find what they were looking for.

"You are finally here!" After walking into the room, Aunt Mia greeted them. After a few simple greetings, Aunt Mia talked about their current inspections of several farms. As she told a little bit, Lawrence also frowned slowly with an expression of distress.

It’s no wonder that Aunt Mia, who has always been aristocratic, can tell Lawrence and the others about the current situation despite her concubine’s greetings, because Mr. Viscount has taken him with him during the most of the day since they arrived here. His son, several grandsons, and the clergy have spot-checked seven or eight farms scattered across the land, but the results of the inspection are that all farms have found traces of the power of the gods.

"All?" Lawrence frowned, "Do you have a map here? Can you show me where the space of the sampled farms are distributed. Because I think I want to find out what the specific situation is, and understand this. The exact location of the location is a very important thing."

"Yes. Of course we have a map." Aunt Mia said, pulling the bell next to her, and then ordered a few words to a servant who came in. Soon, the servant walked in carrying a huge map half a human height, and then slowly unfolded the map on the wall with another servant.

"These are the manors we sampled." After the two servants stepped back, Aunt Mia walked over and took out a small slender stick and pointed it on the map. Following her guidance, Lawrence and Nora found that these random-checked estates were distributed on the land on both sides of the river, which can be said to be more evenly distributed.

"That is to say, this kind of power has been distributed across the entire land?" After probably looking at the specific situation, Lawrence realized that his thoughts were simple. He originally thought that these strange powers might come from some existence related to the gods, gradually radiating from a core, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

"At least the results of the inspection now are indeed like this." Aunt Mia said, her face looked a little ugly. "If there were no accidents, the whole land was polluted more seriously than expected. At least I heard from the priests of the agricultural churches that they found traces of pollution throughout this small plain."

"You mean pollution?" After listening to Aunt Mia's words, Lawrence keenly heard a key word from his words. After all, power contamination and pollution are completely two concepts, and he must ask clearly. "In other words, have the people of these agricultural churches characterize this force as pollution?"

"This-I don't know too much, I just heard those church members say so." After all, Aunt Mia was just a standard noble woman all her life, and she had a husband and an adult son. So her usual job is to arrange the situation at home and socialize with the women in this circle by the way, so she doesn't know much about these extraordinary people.

"Then I'll go out and ask, you can rest here." Lawrence and Nora saluted Aunt Mia at the same time, and then left the reception room together. After all, there is no other content to ask here. If you want to know more detailed content, you must ask those professionals.

Soon, Lawrence took Nora to the place where the clergy of the Agricultural Church on the second floor of the room were. After knocking on the door and entering, he found that the house had been transformed into a temporary laboratory and was filled with various instruments. Several scientific researchers from the Agricultural Church were busy checking things among these instruments. ~www.ltnovel.com~ After proving his identity, Lawrence was quickly welcomed by these agricultural church workers. After all, they were able to check out the problems in this land so quickly this time. There is a very direct relationship with Lawrence’s previous insights. If it weren’t for the phenomenon of divine power infestation he had mentioned before, they probably hadn’t found the cotton hidden in the cotton until now. The power of the extremely tiny gods.

"I just heard my aunt said that you have classified this divine power infiltration as pollution. Is this true?" After a few simple greetings, Lawrence looked at the clergyman of the Agricultural Church who received him and asked. . "Is this a definition in your private or has it been confirmed?"

"This is a confirmed definition." The clergyman said earnestly, "According to the method you proposed earlier, we found something wrong with the pests on the cotton stalk. Then we passed a large-scale prayer. The power that attracted our lord confirmed the traces of divine power pollution on the lower plane."

Inspection of pests is the method that Lawrence proposed before, because compared with the divine power retention that is difficult to detect, the abnormalities of these bugs are much easier to inspect. At the same time, as far as the divine power pollution itself is concerned, the body of these worms as cotton pests It is easier to gather this kind of divine power pollution.

Obviously, after inspecting the condition of the cotton bollworm larvae according to Lawrence’s opinion, the clergy of these agricultural churches here decisively organized a sacrificial activity and got a response from the agricultural goddess, and at the same time, the power was impregnated. Defined as pollution.

"This is troublesome--" Lawrence murmured in his heart, because he knew how troublesome things would be if this kind of thing was defined as pollution. "I hope things go a little bit smoother this time."