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Chapter 704 The Kaizis are finally here! (6200)

Miles came back from the surrounding Knight Manor with firewood on his back and a bag of carbon fire.

No one cared what was in his arms, because everyone knew that this purple-haired young man had good swordsmanship, and dead people in the hilly area were nothing serious.

To the west of the gathering place, a rickety grass and wood shack is his current residence. The owner of this house was an old mountain hunter with a broken leg. He was attacked by a monster bear during a big hunting, and shot Piercing his companion's ankle, causing the opponent to delay the monster and survived.

For attacking his companions, the tribe chopped off one of his legs and threw him out of the mountain to fend for himself. However, he survived until the eve of winter this year with his archery skills, which can shoot both birds and people's throats.

After his death, Miles took the occupancy of the shack with his sword.

During the struggle, he killed three people from the West who were also refugees and intended to kidnap Cynthia to intimidate him.

And this Liwei works very well.

"elder brother?"

After entering the shed, the man heard a weak girl's voice. The girl with light orange hair was tending the fire in the house.

When she saw Miles come back, she turned her head and said with a smile, "The fire is still alive, and the water in the kettle next to it is warm. Drink it quickly."

"Take a sip first, so you don't catch a cold." Miles bent down and hugged Cynthia, and then began to add wood flowers to the almost extinguished ashes: "Is no one coming?"

"No." The girl shook her head: "It's been too cold recently, everyone dare not come out."

Because there is no firewood and the air is humid, the fire will be extinguished quickly if no one takes care of it, and it is troublesome to start a fire. In addition, Cynthia's physique, going out and being blown by the cold wind is simply ruined, so Miles can only put The girl remained in the hut.

Of course, he's not that stupid, thinking that killing people and standing up can deter a group of lawless lunatics.

Therefore, the previous few times, Miles went out on the surface, but actually guarded the side of the house. All the refugees who sneaked close to the shed were killed by him, and their heads were hung under the eaves beside them. Shaking in the middle, deterring everyone.

When everyone knew that the girl in the shed was the person Miles valued most, no one dared to think of Cynthia.

It is not surprising that such a young swordsman knew that his sister had an accident and slaughtered the entire village, but the knights of Nauman City knew that this kind of thing would only praise Miles for killing well-could they really count on it? Is it okay to use the little girl to force the swordsman to put down his weapon?

Even if it is possible, they dare not bet.After all, no one cares about their lives except themselves.

It is precisely because Miles knows this that he behaves cruelly and coldly to the outside world.

"Live by sword... hey. Live by sword."

After filling the firewood and starting to cook the soup, the young man sneered in his heart as the fire flickered in his eyes.

Naive yourself about the past.

In Azure City, when Miles imagined that he was wandering outside and asking for life with a sword, he never thought that wandering was such a difficult thing.

At that time, in his heart, adventure was about love and hatred, floating clouds and wind, riding a horse and holding a sword under the sun, slashing evil and killing enemies.

But that's fantasy.Life is always so hard.

What they ate today was soybean soup. Miles and Cynthia quietly shared a small pot of overcooked soybean soup, and then stayed silently by the stove to rest.

It's a bit strange to say that since the two escaped from Azure City and came to Nanling on the way, neither of them had any illnesses, their bodies were not particularly tired, and they were not even very sensitive to pain perception... But Not an absolute good thing.

Once when walking on a mountain path, Cynthia's arm was stabbed by thorn grass, but Cynthia didn't feel anything. Miles discovered that there were large blood scabs on the girl's arm at night, and Cynthia's little His face was also pale, and he only realized something was wrong when he was walking unsteadily.

This kind of abnormality is really hard to reassure. Miles also tried to cut his fingers with a knife, and he was shocked to find that he had really lost the perception of a lot of pain.

There is a power that resides in their bodies, making them tireless and painful, and can go all the way from the West to Nanling... It allows a girl under ten years old to bear all the hardships along the way, but it can also make people gradually grow up. Lose control over your 'life'.

"A curse...or a blessing. But it can't go on like this."

The cold wind was beating against the thatched shed outside the window, Cynthia had fallen asleep, and Miles sat silently in front of the fire.

He hasn't had a serious sleep for a long time, perhaps because of his psionic power, his spirit is not exhausted, but his brain and body are in urgent need of recuperation.

"The anomalies in Cynthia and I need to be solved by a sublimator or even a psychic as soon as possible... I probably have awakened psychic power, so it shouldn't be difficult to find a job."

Miles thought quietly in his heart: "The question is how to prove this? My psychic powers can only be used in times of danger. For example, if Cynthia was almost hit by a falling branch, the branch would deviate towards me, and my Physical fitness will also be strengthened - if it is not dangerous, but an ordinary little squirrel throws a pine cone, this spiritual power will not work."

"Do I want other people to shoot arrows at Cynthia? This is absolutely impossible... I don't even understand the nature of my psychic powers, how can I use Cynthia as a prop!"

But the problem is also here - without psychic powers, Miles is just an immature swordsman, no problem dealing with those refugees and wanderers, if he really wants to be valued and hired by people with his skills... he still has a lot of fire.

Half of winter is over, but there is still half to go.Even if spring came and Miles went to work in the city to earn money, it would take a long time to save enough for the consultation fees for the Ascended Psyker to check their physical problems.

Along the way, there are just too many possibilities, too many accidents that can happen, and if something goes wrong with Cynthia, Miles will never forgive himself.

The destruction of the hometown, the death of the mother, the death of the benefactor and the final entrustment... The heavy pressure accumulated on the young man's shoulders, making him feel half of his body buried in the soil, making it difficult to breathe.

What should we do in the future?Without much life experience, he can only take one step at a time.

Or...

Wait for a small miracle.

Or a causal inevitability.

The next morning, Miles went out to see if he could catch two fish in the surrounding river nest, or go to the dense forest outside the hill to catch some hares and pheasants, but he found that there were almost Everyone was excited and gathered at the head of the village.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

The Fellini brothers who were forced to flee from the southeastern provinces to hide their debts due to gambling owed usury came; they stole the silver tableware of their knight lord, and were branded and exiled Tommy was next to him; because of the food disaster, they lost a lot of money, and their wives and children were separated. Old Chiddorn, whose house had also been taken, was there... along with some outcast mountain folk and other Westland refugees that Miles wasn't too familiar with.

Almost all the able-bodied and skilled people in Bitter Cold Village gathered at the entrance of the village, looking at a group of heavily armed knights with a rare, earnest and longing gaze.

"What happened?"

Miles found a familiar face who had a good relationship and exchanged food and medicine, and asked the other party what happened.

"You weren't in the village yesterday, were you?" And the cobbler wasn't afraid of the vicious Miles, after all, every person in Bitter Cold Village died.

He explained to the young man: "Yesterday, Lai'an leader... oh, now it's called Xiahui leader. In short, there is a nobleman who wants to recruit people to open up the mountains to the west, provide food and tools, and also have simple tents—if If you can build a house by yourself, then the house is yours, and the reclaimed land also has the priority to use it.”

"If you think you have the strength, you can cooperate with the knights to exterminate the surrounding monsters, and you will be rewarded based on your merits. At least the price they said is very fair."

"Yesterday they were also going to other refugee villages to notify, so they gave the big guys a day to think about it - the result is obvious, who can refuse?"

"what?"

Hearing this kind of good news, Miles was shocked: "Is the lord's head okay? Half of our village is full of unlucky ghosts, and a quarter of them are rotten ghosts who have played with their own lives." people, and a quarter of them are simply prisoners who have not been caught... want us to open up wasteland?"

——Are we so honest?
"Yes."

The cobbler also sighed: "Whatever happened in the past can be ignored, and everything can be started from the beginning... To be honest, it really gives people like me a chance to start over."

This honest cobbler has never committed a crime. He is just poor and unlucky. He burned his own house and neighbors’ houses while boiling water, not to mention all the furs left by his customers waiting to be tanned. Playing with eggs has to pay the neighbors money, because the food disaster is not easy for relatives, and the cobbler doesn't want to be kicked out to lose all his love, so he simply ran to the hills to gamble his life for a winter.

If you can survive the winter, you can make a comeback, but if you can't survive this winter...then leave the bad luck to the next life.

Now it seems that his luck should have bottomed out.

"I didn't say you."

Miles scratched his head with his left hand, but subconsciously clenched the sword at his waist with his right hand: "I mean, the lord isn't afraid of people like us... lie to him for money and food?"

"Are you kidding, Miles? Do you know why our village only has bad guys who cheat ordinary people and idiots who are cheated? Because the graves of those who dare to cheat nobles are two feet high!"

The cobbler looked at the young swordsman with weird eyes, as if he was looking at a fool: "Xiahui Territory is the territory of the nobles of the mountain people-now it is the holy land of their Dragon God envoys... For people with a lot of skills like us, dare to Playing with them?"

"Remember the original owner of your hut, Old Parr? He is an ordinary mountain hunter, but he can draw a bow and shoot squirrels in trees with his eyes closed."

"Don't talk about those little treacherous and evil people, even if it's you, is it possible that you plan to do something in the mountain and escape the pursuit of the mountain people?"

indeed.

Miles thought for a while, and felt that this was indeed the case - he was a noble lord, with knight guards under his command, no matter how fierce the thugs, robbers and criminals were, could they be as fierce as sublimated ones?

In front of the sublimated nobles, no matter what kind of thugs, they can only farm the land honestly... They are not the same kind of creatures at all!
And... open up wasteland?

At least it's better than staying in Bitter Cold Village and waiting for the winter to pass...at least one or two months earlier to work and get paid!

As soon as he thought of it, he went back to the shed and told Cynthia the news.

The two brothers and sisters immediately went to sign up.

During the registration process, Miles also noticed an interesting thing.

Although everyone in this team of knights knew that they were members of the Xiahui leader, they themselves called themselves members of the 'Chong Ling Sect', or the 'Star Soul Sect'.

This sect has two core teachings 'Asylum' and 'Revenge'.

Asylum, in essence, puts the blood family first, and encourages people to take care of the elderly, treat children well, make the family happy, and bravely protect the "life" they want.

Revenge, as the name suggests, is to fight against all enemies who dare to endanger people's happy life, and to punish them justly.

The name of Star Soul is essentially the world view of Chongling Sect: they believe that everything in this world has soul and spirituality, whether it is machinery or rock, human beings or insects—it sounds like The teachings of the "Spiritual Tool Church" and "Hall of Souls" must have borrowed some of them, but the core teachings of the Star Soul Sect have their own unique derivatives.

They believe that even the group of "human beings" and even the "Terra land" under their feet also have a vague "collective soul".

Its names are 'Soul of All Beings' and 'Heart of Terra'.

In the souls of all living beings, there is all the wisdom and memory of human beings since ancient times; and in the heart of Terra, there is all the knowledge and liberation needed by all living beings.

The two of them are the "true spirit" worshiped by the spiritual sect - the essence of protection and revenge, and the "sacred ritual" that makes themselves closer to the souls of all living beings and the heart of Terra.

The dragon god is the power of the earth, the dragon god is the endorsement of Terra, and the real dragon itself is an incarnation of the souls of all living beings and the heart of Terra between heaven and earth—so the belief in the dragon god is the star soul of Chongling!

According to the people of this sect, if they practice to a certain level, they can even talk to dead people!

When hearing this, Miles' heart suddenly moved slightly.

"Speak to the dead..."

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and he could feel that Cynthia's little hand holding his hand was also exerting a little force.

Yes, even though his reason told him that this sect was lying and exaggerating...but he was still tempted.

No, not tempted.

is longing.

Even though he knew there was no hope, even though he knew that what he wanted to do was impossible...but he still wanted to see his mother again.

"elder brother……"

Miles heard Cynthia's low voice, he was silent for a while, and then laughed: "Of course. Cynthia, we will try."

"But if it doesn't work out in the end...don't be sad."

"En." The little girl nodded seriously.She rubbed her eyes and didn't say much.

Regarding the teachings of Chongling Sect, the knights themselves valued it very much, and even promoted it on purpose, but the people in Bitter Cold Village didn't care about it, they just saw the favorable conditions for opening up wasteland.

In this regard, the Cavaliers are also very clear, but they still insist on preaching-it is one thing that no one cares, they themselves have to put on the most formal posture.

According to them, the reason why they recruited people to open up wasteland in various places is to build the base of the sect from scratch.

For this point, Miles actually fully understands.

Although there are only four major orthodox religions on Terra that are officially recognized orthodoxy, local beliefs, ethnic beliefs, and cults have always emerged in an endless stream—especially in Nanling, a place on the edge of civilization, where one or two new sects and new beliefs pop up from time to time Really everyday situation.

Especially inside the Mountain People.Although it is said that everyone believes in the dragon god, there are many opinions about how to believe in it. Basically, every tribe is different. This is why the mountain people feel more and more divided in recent years.

There is only the envoy of the Dragon God.Only the envoy of the Dragon God can regroup the core of belief of the mountain people and return to unity.

And it just so happened that the lord of the Xiahui collar is the young genius who is now well-known throughout Nanling, the envoy with dragon blood, Ian Yinfeng.

Therefore, Miles believes that this sect definitely has the support of the lord behind it, it is very formal and can be trusted.

And, barring the sudden and sudden death of the young lord, it has a bright future ahead.

"Finally, is something good going to happen..."

With this in mind, Miles and many other refugees who wanted to start a new life and were willing to venture into the mountains, followed the pioneering team of the "Chongling Sect" and embarked on the journey to the mountains.

On the other side of the road, a small carriage watched these teams from a distance.

The winter sun seemed a little dim under the cold wind. A middle-aged nobleman with black hair and green eyes was sitting on the side of the rather inconspicuous carriage. He raised the fender and looked thoughtfully at the moving brigade.

"interesting."

Viscount Timothy Ducasse muttered to himself: "After gaining the leadership on the bright side, he immediately started to reform the mountain people's teachings, regained the right to interpret the belief of the dragon god, and then integrated the mountain people with a new way of thinking. The common understanding of the people—shelter and vengeance, sentient beings and the earth, what a perfect teaching.”

This noble from the Imperial Capital who was born in the Imperial Noble Hall clearly knew the actions of Xiahui Ling and the 'Chongling Sect' very well in the recent period, so he clapped his hands and praised: "That's the way to do it—no, it's the only way to do it! If you want to reunite the disorganized mountain people who have just fallen into civil strife, you must have a new belief to guide their spirit and soul!"

"The ancient dragon god belief is outdated, so why not deconstruct and strengthen the meaning of the dragon of the earth again!"

"The Dragon God we believe in is a real dragon, but it's not just a real dragon, it's an endless and vast mountain, this infinitely thick land!"

Letting out a sigh of relief, and staring at the crowd of pioneers in the distance, Viscount Dikas nodded solemnly: "It really makes sense that Your Highness and the Second Prince value this young man. Very instructive."

"It needs to sink, but it must also be elevated—to make it easy for people to understand, but also to have enough depth for people to examine and deconstruct. It must make people feel proud of their beliefs and have the confidence to promote it to outsiders."

"Well...His Highness's career just needs this kind of teaching experience that is almost from scratch."

Timothy Dikas, a member of a small noble family in the imperial capital, used to work in the noble court and was appreciated by the great prince of the empire, Carlos Setar. ) as a member of the committee.

In the imperial capital, with such a background and position, he can be regarded as prestigious... If he has the third level, he can barely be regarded as half a big shot, and the whole family is proud of him.

Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for a person like Viscount Ducasse to travel all the way to Nanling for the honor of a country nobleman... But because of the order of the eldest prince and the name of this country nobleman is 'Yi' Um', so he set off without complaint.

In fact, Viscount Ducasse has always had a high opinion of Ian: a future master alchemist, even a master craftsman, the pioneer of new armor and alchemy techniques - this alone is enough for him to come here to establish a good relationship.

But along the way, hearing various news related to Ian, Viscount Ducasse's evaluation of Ian has also risen all the way.

Among other things, just that Ian took the Xiahui leader by force, declared himself the messenger of the Dragon God, and led the mountain people to defeat the rebels and constructed knights supported by Feiyandi, which is enough to represent that Ian is now It is the "nobility with real power" in Nanling second only to the Marquis of Barton-his territory is actually the entire Baisen Mountains, and the people are all mountain people.

There is nothing more than this for a marquis.

But the problem is, as an actual outsider, a dragon god messenger who is 'airborne' without any internal 'root' among the mountain people, how can Ian truly grasp the 'potential' of his territory in the subsequent time?

It's impossible to rely on the support of Afud's department alone, or rely on Xiahui to lead a land to rule all the mountain people in turn, right?

Viscount Ducasse walked slowly all the way, apart from greeting the nobles along the way and local noble leaders like the Marquis of Barton, he also wanted to wait on the sidelines to see how Ian would deal with this sensitive man. question.

And Ian used a combination of food business and new beliefs to hand over an answer sheet that he was also amazed by.

——Is this really a decision that a 16-year-old can make?Or, behind him, there is the guidance of the Marquis of Barton or Elder Manya and others?

Intellectually speaking, it must be the latter.But Dikas is very clear that it is best not to treat this kind of genius who can advance to the second energy level at a young age and independently design new armor and alchemy skills.

"He may be the future 'master craftsman' of our empire."

Dikas gave Ian a very high evaluation in his heart: "And my task is to win him into His Highness's camp as much as possible-although the second prince is one step ahead, he can't give what His Highness can give. price tag."

"In terms of money, we've always had a lot of money."

"Master, continue to follow this team?"

In front of the carriage, the accompanying knight asked about the next move.

And Viscount Dikas shook his head slightly: "I won't follow. Let's go back to the caravan - Baron Silver Peak (Alchomont) is waiting for our arrival. There are also many foreign guests waiting for our information."

"Let's go, lead towards Xiahui."

Terra 774, December 1th, afternoon.

Viscount Timothy Dikas, an official of the Imperial City Noble Hall, and a group of chamber of commerce representatives came to Xiahui.

They brought medals, riches, orders, contracts, and imperial bounties.

And most importantly...

The 'goodwill' of Carlos Sertar, the Grand Prince of the Empire.

In this regard, Ian's feelings are very simple.

"It's not in vain that I waited so long."

Looking at the smoke and dust raised by the convoy in the distance, Ian, who had been struggling for a long time, let out a long breath, and he showed a kind smile from the heart.

"Guys, it's finally here!"

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