I became the ancestor of the blood clan

In terms of work, the Magic Industry Research Institute has enough magic materials for him to study, and no matter how absurd his ideas are, no one will laugh at or disdain them. There are even goblins and dwarves participating in the discussion... This made Kleinsen Extraordinary satisfaction.

He felt a respect he had never had before...

This kind of respect is not only in work, but also in life. The most typical thing is that as long as he wears the badge of the Magic Industry Research Institute, walking on the street, no matter men, women or children, they will all look at him with respect.

This is a feeling he has never had in Black Iron Fortress. That gloomy city will always give him mutual vigilance. Most people are greedy for his research results and ideas and want to take them for themselves. He has never I have never felt happy in Black Iron Fort...nor have I ever felt so important.

But it is different in the City of Daybreak. Even if you jointly develop certain projects with other people, as long as you gain something, you will be rewarded by the Magic Industry Research Institute.

And no one will deduct half a point, even the greater the results of his research, the more resources he will be allocated, and he will be more respected because of his research results.

Clayson feels that this is the holy place that is really suitable for research and development. In comparison, Black Iron Fort is simply a place that even dirty cavemen would dismiss.

As for the halflings who came to Daybreak City with him, except for a small number of spies sent by the Black Iron Fort, most of them had almost the same ideas as him.

They have developed a deep affection for this inclusive, open, free and enthusiastic city.

Clayson also had countless questions about why this city became so attractive, but the results of the final inquiries all pointed to one person, the master of this city-the Lord of Kachar.

What is even more exaggerated is that the Daybreak sect that sent human priests to preach in Black Iron City actually believes in the Lord Kachar.

In other words, the master of this city is a god - the god of dawn.

Although I have never heard the name of this god, but judging from the other party's teachings and the behavior of believers, it is undoubtedly a god belonging to the camp of light.

But this surprised Clarkson even more.

Why is a vampire a deity of the light camp? ?

Is it true that, as the believers and residents say, vampires are not the legendary dark vampires, but the blood of the Holy Light.

Kachar, the patriarch of the Holy Light Blood Clan, was originally the God of Dawn with infinite power, but he gave up his infinite power to save the suffering races on the main plane...

Although this kind of statement is very dreamy and unacceptable, the existence of this city is inconceivable, and what makes him even more inconceivable is that he actually accepted this kind of rhetoric that he thought was extremely absurd in the past.

Because of this, Clarkson became very interested in the Dawn Sect.

After working at the Institute of Magical Industries during the day, he would often go to Daybreak Church to learn about this great sect.

Before coming to Daybreak City, he never thought that there was a god worthy of his belief, even a halfling god... But now, he has found a sense of belonging in his heart here.

He agrees with the teachings of the Dawn Sect and the way it treats believers.

This miraculous sect has never forced its followers to pray every day, and even the pastor of the dawn often said that the sect of the dawn is a sect that brings happiness to the residents. If prayer takes up your time, then you don’t need to pray, as long as you are right in your heart If Charl is pious, then these formalities are not so important. "

This statement simply shocked Klaisen. It was the first time he had seen the priest of the temple talking to the believers in this way. The priest in the demigod temple wanted to let the believers pray to the gods 24 sundays a day.

The way they do things is simply worlds apart.

And there is another point that moved him very much. The Dawn Sect does not dislike residents who believe in other sects. Even whether you believe in the Dawn Sect or not, you can enter the church to visit and listen to the pastor's preaching...

The attitude of tolerance, openness and freedom deeply attracted Clarkson, and he liked going to church even more...

He likes the stories about the establishment of the Dawn City under the crown of Kachar, and he also likes to listen to the teachings of the Dawn Priests who preach truth, goodness and beauty...

"Clayson? You came early today..."

Clayson, who got off work early, sat in the first row of the Daybreak Church.

Hearing the voice beside him, he turned his head slightly, and a sincere smile appeared on his face after seeing the person coming.

"Your Excellency Patrill, good night." After speaking, he turned his head to the little boy holding Patrill's hand, "Little Pat, hello..."

"Hurry up and say hello to Mr. Clayson, Mr. Clayson works in the Magic Industry Research Institute..."

Patrill patted Little Pat on the shoulder with a full smile.

The eight or nine-year-old little Pat's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Uncle Kleinson, Ye An, are you really working in the Institute of Magic Industry? I heard that there are many magical alchemy creations..."

"Yes, there are many interesting alchemy creations. If I have time, I can take you to visit my laboratory next time..."

"Wow~" The little guy became excited instantly, "Thank you, Uncle Clayson, you are the most handsome halfling I have ever seen..."

Clarkson laughed.

Patrill couldn't help but smile, and patted the little guy's head, "Go play in the backyard, and come back after the prayer ceremony."

"Okay, father..."

After Little Pat left, Patrill took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the seat next to Clayson, and said with emotion, "This little guy is so lucky to have met His Majesty Kachar..."

Clayson was slightly taken aback, and said a little puzzled, "Your Excellency Patrill, why do you say that?"

Patrill smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for Your Majesty, even if we didn't starve to death, I'm afraid we can only beg for food in Green City now.

Not to mention that the little guy can go to Daybreak Academy to learn the magic and knowledge that noble masters can only learn, whether he can survive is a problem..."

Hearing this, Clayson became interested, "Your Excellency Patrill, is there any story here?"

Patrill gave Clayson a strange look, "Don't you know the origin of Dawn City? Yesterday's church history seems to have mentioned it..."

"Ah? I..." Clarkson touched his nose in embarrassment, "I was experimenting with new magic materials yesterday, so I didn't come...

But I have heard part of the history. Could it be that you were brought back by Kachar personally? "

Patrill smiled slightly, with a deep tone, and began to recall the winter three years ago.

"It was winter, and the residents of Eric Town were praying that the orcs would never come, but the orcs still came...

Then we fled to Green City...

At last……

In this way, we became the residents of Daybreak City, and because of this, we have the life we ​​have now. "After finishing speaking, a deep admiration has risen in Patrill's eyes.

"Your Majesty's greatness cannot be described with all the words of praise, Mr. Clayson, you are lucky, because you can get so close to the glory of Your Majesty..."

After hearing the experience of how Eric's town was brought back to the uninhabited city of Daybreak, and how the city of Daybreak developed to its present state, his expression was very subtle.

"Your Excellency Patrill, I really envy your luck..."

"No, Mr. Clayson, if you want to say envy, you still have to envy smart researchers like you.

Your Majesty said that magic and alchemy are the driving force behind the city's development and progress. I didn't quite understand it before, but seeing that the city of Daybreak has become better with your efforts, I suddenly realized that your Majesty is indeed Your Majesty, he is the real wise man. "

Hearing this, the young halfling was both proud and a little embarrassed.

"Your Excellency Patrill, this is what we should do..."

After speaking, there was a movement in my heart, and an irresistible thought rose up, but I was a little hesitant to speak, and I couldn't say what I wanted to say.

Seeing the other party's hesitant expression, Patrill smiled.

"Your Excellency Clayson, if you have anything to say, speak boldly. This is the City of Dawn. As long as you don't desecrate the glory of your crown and destroy the harmony of City of Dawn, any speech is fine."

Hearing this, Clarkson took a deep breath, followed his inner thoughts, looked at the other party and said slowly.

"Your Excellency Patrill, I, can I join the Dawn Sect and become a believer under Kachar's crown..."

Patrill's smile gradually brightened, "Claisen, the Dawn Sect welcomes anyone's beliefs. I'm glad you made the right choice..."

Hearing these words, the pressure on Clarkson's body was gone, and a sincere smile appeared on his face at the same time.

Turning his head to look at the mural in the church, the mural of Li Deru coming from the gods and saving the world was deeply engraved in the mind of the halfling.

Unexpectedly, the first halfling believer was quietly born.

And this is only the beginning of missionary work abroad.

Chapter 369 The Thrilling Treasure

On January 1, night fell.

This year's winter month was colder than previous years. Li De walked slowly on the snow-covered streets of the Iron Hoof tribe. There were no people outside the streets, only sporadic centaur warriors patrolling.

The heavy snow seemed to freeze not only the ground, but also slowed down everyone's movements.

Ever since he discovered the Eye of Chaos and Death, Lisle City seemed to have been touched by certain taboos, and more orc troops went out on guard.

Wargs roared across the snow, Wyverns searched for all suspicious persons in the sky, that place had truly become a forbidden area.

Li De could more and more notice that a tense atmosphere was spreading over the city of Lisle. It seemed like heavy snow in the winter moon, piling up layer by layer, until at a certain moment the snow layer below could no longer bear it and it would start to collapse.

The information about the relics of the gods has been repeatedly publicized by the players, and more and more aborigines have become skeptical about this matter, and the number of spies in the vicinity has gradually increased.

The city of Lisle has also become a powder keg, a powder keg that explodes at one point.

However, Li De didn't put all his attention on Lisle City. He could feel that the breaking point of Lisle City might not come so early.

Because the undead god was far from unsealed, although the eyes that could only freeze his soul made him feel great terror, but the other party's trapped breath still couldn't be concealed.

In contrast, after coming to the Iron Hoof Tribe for a week, Li De was more adjusting and understanding this rapidly expanding force.

A tribe with an army of 7 is stronger than the current Dawn City.

With the creaking sound of his feet on the ice, Li De suddenly stopped, and turned his head to look at the 16th-level centaur chief Sam and the 15th-level second-generation blood Frey who were following him.

"Frey, what's the state of the free market now?"

The original intention of the free market design is the window for Dawn City to dump goods on the low mountains and hills, to earn Warcraft fur and various ores.

But with the rapid growth of the Iron Hoof Tribe, the responsibilities that the current free market needs to carry appear to be even greater.

"Your Majesty, the free market is currently developing rapidly. We have established more than 800 berths, and there are more than 7000 permanent centaurs from other tribes staying here for trading, and the number of floating population per month exceeds 50... …

We can get a lot of Warcraft furs and ores every day, and the free market is also a way for us to communicate with other tribes..."

Hearing this dry report, Li De shook his head, "Frey, the free market is not just a simple transaction..."

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

Frey was obviously puzzled, and Sam on the side also showed puzzled eyes.

"The free market includes the transaction of goods, but the transaction of goods is not all. We can also use the free market to convey the information we want to convey to the outside world..."

"For example, as the son of destiny appointed by the gods to rebuild the Centaur Empire, Guydo has never heard of the Iron Hoof Tribe?? Why is no one talking about this news?"

These words made both Frey and Sam show stunned expressions.

Li De didn't stop, with deep meaning in his eyes, he continued, "Not only that, we can even split the centaur if we do it well..."

Sam couldn't help it now, "Your Majesty, how did the centaur split?"

Looking at the worried centaur chief, Li De smiled, "There is no need to worry, this kind of split is good for the Iron Hoof tribe and even for the entire dwarf mountains and hills.

For a long time, the centaurs in the low mountains and hills have held on to their incompleteness and were unwilling to change. Even just because they were afraid of humans hunting you, they hid themselves in the tortoise shell of the low mountains and hills to isolate themselves. You seem to have survived.

But it seems to me that it is just lingering.

And if the centaur wants to develop, it must change everything now.

The inherent order seems to be protecting you, but it is actually imprisoning the possibility of development. Now that the adventurers have arrived, if the centaur does not change, it will sooner or later become a stepping stone for other forces. "

The merciless words silenced Sam, and he wanted to refute, but he couldn't find any reason to refute.

"My lord, what are you going to do?"

"How to do it?" Li De stretched out his hand slightly, caught the snowflakes falling in front of him, and said after watching the snowflakes melt slowly in his palm.

"In the adventurer's world, there is a powerful country called the Federal Empire. This powerful country likes to provoke troubles everywhere, and they have a very interesting strategy-peaceful evolution, color revolution.

Using advanced propaganda methods, we wantonly criticize the political system of hostile countries, divide the relationship between the government and people of other countries, beautify ourselves without limit, and label ourselves as a country of human rights and freedom, even a savior.

Then control the elites or discourse channels that control the right to speak to brainwash the people of the enemy country. The brainwashed civilians yearn to be woven, which only exists in the imagination of freedom, equality and democracy. In the end, they overthrow the country that has been protecting them and let themselves country disintegrated.

In the end, the federal empire did not move a single soldier, allowing a country to collapse directly and complete the harvest. This is the so-called peaceful evolution. "

After the words fell, Li De looked at the two of them with deep eyes.

"Although the actions and methods of the country that lost the plane are disgusting, such methods are undoubtedly very valuable for reference.

We need an unstable low mountain and hills, and some people yearn for Guydo, the god-given son, because he is destined to rebuild the centaur empire and build a free and equal centaur world..."

"Guido's self-promoting propaganda will undoubtedly weaken the influence of this god-given son, we can change the way, such as multi-faceted blossoming.

When sending people to various tribes to negotiate deals, by the way, they will promote the greatness of Guido, and even buy a few prestigious tribes, give them certain trade benefits, and let them become our mouthpiece.

The more specific rhetorical system revolves around the fact that Guido is the son of destiny. For example, the current inherent system oppresses all centaurs, and centaurs should have a better life, but only Guido, the son of God, can Bring this life of freedom, equality and democracy.

Gu Yido stood with the centaur commoners and small tribes, and the centaur can only have a future by relying on the centaur king appointed by the gods...

The core is to use the shortcomings of the current centaur system to sow dissatisfaction with the status quo, split the ideology of the low mountains and hills, and make everyone feel rebellious.