Reborn as Hokage, I am actually a god

As the carriage moved forward, Anthony also saw clearly the destination through the window of the carriage.

It was a village that was different from the traditional villages in Azeroth.

The smoke slowly rises from the quiet village, like soft white ribbons, dancing lightly under the blue sky. The breeze blows gently, and the smoke from the kitchen sometimes drifts away, sometimes condenses, and contrasts with the green mountains and green waters in the distance, forming a picturesque pastoral scenery.

The carriage drove through the center of the cement road, and Anthony could clearly see the relaxed smiles of the farmers as they passed by the carriage.

The villagers here gave Anthony a surprisingly strange feeling. When he was young, Anthony also visited some remote villages in order to eliminate some demons that invaded Azeroth.

In contrast, one is living in the sunshine of spring, while the other seems to be living in the abyss of suppressed pain.

Most of the villagers have sad faces, and only the carefree smiles can be seen on the faces of ignorant children.

But now, Anthony has never seen this kind of village filled with happy smiles everywhere.

Just as Anthony and Gianna were looking at each other in trance, the carriage slowly stopped in front of a blue sign with the name of a place written on it.

"Old man, Emerald Village has arrived, you can get out of the car!" The driver of the carriage shouted to Anthony behind him.

Anthony was stunned for a moment before he remembered what the two of them were here for, and he got out of the carriage in a dignified manner. You nodded to the driver in the car to express your gratitude, and watched as the carriage picked up another group of guests, started off again, and slowly walked away.

Anthony withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but look back at Gianna, "Let's go! Let's go to this village to see the source of all this."

"Teacher! I suddenly don't want to go in!" Jaina pursed her lips.

"Why!" Anthony looked at his student in confusion.

"I have a hunch that if I go in, I might not want to think about the kingdom." Jaina clenched her fists.

Suddenly Anthony seemed to understand Gianna's mood at the moment. As a kind-hearted princess of the kingdom, when faced with the stability of the royal family and the happiness of the people, it is really difficult to choose. One is his own family, and the other is One is one's own conscience.

But it’s not just Jaina who is struggling at this moment. As Anthony, who has sworn to protect the peace and stability of Azeroth, he is standing at a fork in the road at this moment.

Looking at this prosperous village and the civilians passing by from a distance.

Anthony can clearly sense that perhaps Azeroth is undergoing major changes that have not happened in thousands of years.

But the arrival of a new era is destined to abandon some of the dross of the old era, and these dross are inextricably related to ourselves.

Anthony pondered for a while, then raised his head, his eyes flashing with uncertainty, "Gianna, there are some things we are destined to face. Instead of being forced to choose when the time comes, it is better to take the initiative to find a clear direction for ourselves."

"Teacher! I..." Jaina hesitated to speak.

"My child, you are still young. Don't be abandoned by the times, whether it's for yourself or your family!" Anthony looked at his student kindly.

At this moment, with the encouragement of the teacher, Gianna finally had a slight change in her mentality. She was originally a strong and independent girl. The reason why she hesitated was because the responsibility she had to shoulder in this matter was too heavy.

"Teacher! I understand!" Jaina nodded heavily.

Anthony couldn't help but smile happily when he saw this.

Then the two walked side by side towards the village.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and the two people who entered the village began to wander aimlessly. Both of them felt a sense of curiosity about things in the village.

In particular, some villagers rode balance cars with two wheels that relied entirely on human power. Anthony, who was usually accustomed to the convenience of magic, had to marvel at the wisdom of mortals.

While the old man and the young man were studying the principles of this novel thing.

Suddenly seeing the endless flow of civilians in front of them, they all took the initiative to move out of the way.

This move undoubtedly attracted the attention of the two people.

I don’t know why the villagers did this. Could it be that some big shot is coming.

The two of them curiously walked towards the crowd, and saw at the other end of the intersection, a man wearing a strange green sportswear, leading a group of half-year-old boys in neat gray simple sportswear, strolling and trotting towards The crowd came running in this direction.

"Students, youth should not be wasted. If you want to become a great priest, you must redouble your youth."

"Yes! Teacher Li, we will definitely work harder!" Although the children were a little weak, they still answered neatly.

"Haha, then run around the village ten more times!"

"No way! Teacher Li, we are still children!" A child who was about to fall down from exhaustion shouted feebly.

"Haha! Only by constantly challenging one's own limits can youth leave no regrets. Don't give up!" Xiao Li encouraged his students loudly.

Anthony and Jaina quietly watched this strange scene among the crowd. They did not find it strange that the priests in the village were training civilian children. What really made them feel strange was the surrounding people. Common people who are used to it.

Their attitudes were the source of deep thought for the two mages. How could the farmers give up these children to work in the fields? Their lives were already compact and they did not dare to waste their family's labor force at all. As long as the children could walk and listen, If they understand adults, they will more or less arrange for them to do things within their capabilities.

However, at this moment, no civilians stood up to refute the fact that these children were exercising. From this, it can be seen that the lives of the civilians in this village have far surpassed those of those who make a living in big cities. After all, only those who live in larger towns can be considered good. Only those who have some spare money will care about their children's education.

But even so, if children of common people want to get ahead, they can only become retainers or slaves of nobles in peacetime. The only people who can really make a difference are those who have made great achievements in the military during wars, and such people There are very few in Azeroth.

If these children can go to school and their parents do not stop them, then there may be only one truth, and that is that the organization of the Holy Church has been able to give these civilian children who have achieved academic success a certain status.

"And what is this status?" Anthony frowned, constantly thinking about this question.

Suddenly, Anthony thought of the child in the carriage who already had extraordinary powers. At this moment, his eyes slowly became brighter.

"Yes! It's respect! It comes from the heart of all civilians." At this moment, Anthony's mind kept recalling the attitudes of the civilians in the car when they knew that the child would definitely become a priest in the future.

In addition to envy, it was gentleness and expectation. There was no jealousy in the past when commoners learned that another commoner was going to become a noble.

At this moment, Anthony was suddenly stunned. He suddenly realized how terrible it would be if Dalaran faced such an enemy in the future.

That will undoubtedly put the entire magician outside of the human race, and justice will no longer be justice.

Anthony couldn't help but take a deep breath. At this moment, he suddenly realized that in Dalaran, it seemed that he was making a choice, but in fact he had no choice. And it was exactly like this that at this moment, the archmage who had lived for countless years felt something in his heart. Feeling bitter for a while.

"Gianna, let's go back!"

"Teacher! Don't look at it anymore!" Jaina asked doubtfully.

"It's not necessary! I've already found the answer!" Anthony shook his head bitterly.

Jaina's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, "Teacher! Do you already have a choice?"

"Yes! Jaina, you can go back and report to Menethil II that Dalaran will not participate in this internal dispute of the human race, and it is even possible that Dalaran will side with the Holy Church."

Anthony's answer undoubtedly shocked Gianna's jaw. "Why! Teacher!" Gianna asked in disbelief.

Anthony slowly looked at the group of children who had gone away, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Gianna, because we have no choice!"