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Before his knees touched the ground, Yun Shen had reached out to support him, but what really stopped him was Fan Tianlan's hand on his shoulder.

"No matter what you want to say, you shouldn't do it." Yun Shen said.

"So you already know?" Xuanhou asked. His shoulder didn't feel any pain, but half of his body was numb. He stood up straight without any expression on his face.

"If you mean something that happened recently." Yun Shen said, "What I don't know is what you really think. You can ask questions directly, without using those roundabout ways."

"That's my problem, Master." Xuanhou said, "I am willing to believe you, but out of selfishness, I want to see your real choice, so I provoked them."

His words were a little cryptic. Many people knew about it in the previous investigation, but few people knew the cause of the whole incident, except for a few people here.Yun Shen looked at the black-haired man with a straight face, his eyes were clear and his expression was firm. What he wanted to express when he knelt just now was not an apology. Yun Shen didn't need it, and he didn't regret it. When everyone has gradually integrated into the current life, this man still insists on a certain belief in spirit.

"Is the question of monotheism so important to you?"

"If possible, I would like you to drive them all into the wilderness," Xuanhou said, his attitude suggesting that this was just a euphemism for killing them all.

"..." Yun Shen looked around, then looked down at his watch, "There is still time, I think we can really talk about some issues this time."

After Xuanhou left the office, Yun Shen put one hand on the table and held a pen in the other hand, typing lightly on the notebook.

The situation is more complicated than expected.

The current production and construction of the settlement are very normal. No matter Xuanhou's private actions or the two missionary slaves who are hiding little secrets, they will not affect the overall situation, but this does not mean that they can be left alone.As the leader of a group with a total number of nearly ten thousand and a complex composition, he received so much respect and belief that people could be regarded as demigods. It is precisely because of this that he must reflect frequently to avoid making irreversible mistakes.This is a lot of pressure for him. He is good at technology and planning, but when it comes to personnel management on this scale, some methods are not enough.

The current situation can roughly divide the population under his command into two groups: the more than 500 slaves exchanged with Sacher, and the tribes that migrated together at the beginning.The tribal assembly has already been broken up. The former patriarchs and elders only have some power to adjudicate conflicts, and this power has been put in a cage by Yun Shen from the very beginning. The power of life and death in the past has no basis for existence anymore. .He forcibly flattened the original class structure of these tribes, so that his instructions could be conveyed unhindered, and tried his best to blend these people with different hair, color, skin color and even language from a group into a collective.

Facts have proved that his approach is effective. Although there are several prerequisites, these tribes handed over power to him only in the face of survival crisis, and the survivors who are inherently organized and armed have helped him build a management network in the shortest possible time. , enabling much communication with the mountain tribes to take place through them.But this approach is not very suitable for new slave groups. Although these slaves have no organization at all, when their survival is guaranteed, they have no resistance to various orders and are very easy to manage.

As slaves, it is indeed enough for them to be obedient.But to make them a real labor force, we must teach them relatively advanced basic labor skills, and must also give them a certain amount of respect and protection, so that they can have a sense of security and belonging, so that they can stay as long as possible after the three years agreed in the contract. Potentially large population.Population is a resource, not only for the lords of this world, but also for Yunshen.

The registration, grouping and assignment of these slaves went smoothly, and the running-in of the work was also expected. Yun Shen already had a lot of affairs, and some problems were not worth bothering him in the eyes of others. When he knew about them, they happened one after another. Several instances of slave hiding and escaping have had certain consequences.

Although no one has been able to leave the border controlled by the reserve team so far, the fact that these slaves who received the current treatment because of the sorcerers are rewarded in such a way has deepened the distrust that many people had in them.It's not because they are slaves—in terms of status, it can be said that all of them belong to magicians. There are differences in housing and transportation due to restrictions, but there is only this difference.So where does the gap come from?

Yun Shen looked at the report collected by the reserve team, Fan Tianlan and Takla compiled it, and when he came to the conclusion, some people who originally had objections to Xuanhou's behavior also had other ideas.

Although compared with the mountain tribes who have received enlightenment education and technical training for more than half a year, most of these slaves can already be regarded as illiterate with low understanding of the world, but the conflict cannot be regarded as caused by the aborigines.Regardless of their past identities as landless farmers, defeated soldiers, robbed merchants, or unlucky travelers, they can endure the slavery of werewolves, but there are always some people who can't adapt to the way of life in settlements. To put it bluntly, it is unacceptable to this kind of value of "all are equal before the magician".

This is contrary to what they were born to be taught. There is a distinction between high and low in life, and except for humans favored by God, other races are born with sin.What is wider than the shadow of power in the Central Empire is the spread of the church. No matter what attitude the kings and lords have towards the increasingly waning Holy See, they will not hinder the missionaries from exhorting their subjects to live in poverty and live in peace and discipline. Respectfully.

This is another means of domination other than force. Like any period in history, some people will throw away these things when they should throw them away, while others will always believe in them piously.When these few people were slaves, even though they were firmly controlled, in their eyes, werewolves were fierce but stupid, and their cultivation and smelting levels were far inferior to humans, and they even had to rely heavily on them in supplying the production of the tribe and trading with other tribes Although these slaves have no guarantee of freedom and safety, they have an unshakable sense of superiority in their hearts. What kind of blow will this kind of superiority evaluated by Takla as "X is not worth it" after they come to the settlement? One can imagine.

After all, when it comes to innate evil, there is nothing more serious than the survivors, but not only are these survivors deeply trusted by their new masters, even the "magician" has the same black hair and black eyes. shake.

What's more, they are still carrying the mission of the church, not just preaching, and it has nothing to do with the settlement before that. They were collecting certain things when they were among the orcs.Regardless of whether Scar was aware of this or not, he had already delivered them to Yun Shen.

Xuanhou is a very capable person. Although some of his ideas seem paranoid now, his past identity as a "night watchman" has cultivated his keen sense of touch, and the historical lessons of the bereaved family have also made him always vigilant. , so he told Yun Shen bluntly, even if such people were only a very small number, he could not tolerate these people threatening everything they had.

"Even challenging your authority, I don't think they are worth reforming." Xuanhou said.

Yun Shen thought for a while, "For me, this is not a problem. Their actions are only isolating themselves, and most people can be wooed."

"It's enough to keep those people." Xuanhou said.

Yun Shen put down his pen and looked at him.

"If you have to say that you have any shortcomings, I think it is too kind." Xuanhou said, "At least for me, you shouldn't let me stay in my current position. For someone like me who will bring instability Man, your handling didn't make me pay the price I deserved."

"I need a dedicated manager more, but you don't seem to like your current position." Yun Shen asked calmly, "Do you want to join Tianlan and the others, or do you want another independent power?"

Regarding this question, Xuanhou made Yun Shen unexpectedly silent for a while.

Yun Shen didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, Xuanhou said again, "Master, if there is such a day, will you allow us to take revenge?"

"I can only answer that I will not take the initiative to provoke any war." Yun Shen said.

Xuanhou met his gaze, and after a while, he bent his straight back and leaned back. He looked out of the window, "Master, I can't forget our history, and I don't want them to forget either. But..." He turned his face back, and smiled wryly at Yun Shen, "The things you handed over to us are irresistible temptations for anyone, once you have them, it's hard to imagine the future if you lose them , compared to calculations and schemes, they are the forces that can change the world. Although I am a mean person, I would feel lost from the process of completing them."

Yun Shen's gaze moved from the pen to his face, and Xuanhou no longer concealed his expression. The magician's eyes were too dark, and it was difficult for the person he was staring at to look away. After a long time, he even felt palpitations. feel.

"I have a question." Yun Shen said, "As for those two missionaries, did you ever plan to kill them?"

Xuanhou didn't expect this question, but he still replied: "Yes."

"After all, the reason why you put them in front of me in this way is because you want to reserve a way out for yourself?" Yun Shen asked.

Xuanhou hesitated, "Yes."

His killing intent cannot be hidden in front of Fan Tianlan. That young man has amazing insight in this regard. It's not that he doesn't want to do it, but he can't bear the consequences that follow. The magician will tolerate their temptation, but he won't Will accept the consequences of human life - that is completely beyond the bottom line of a magician.Even if he always thought that those two people must die.If he did, the sorcerer might not kill him, but keep him away from where he was forever.

It is this kind of exile that can make him feel afraid.

The magician remained silent for a while, Xuanhou let go of his palm, relaxed his body and waited for his verdict.Then the sorcerer raised his head.

"I'll ask you again, do you want to stay or go to the reserve team?"

Someone knocked on the door and walked in silently.

"Tianlan." Yun Shen put down his thoughts and smiled at the young man who brought him lunch, "Have you eaten?"

"Eat." Fan Tianlan said briefly, he would not eat with Yun Shen now, the table couldn't fit.

Yun Shen asked while picking up the chopsticks: "Tian Lan, how is the welder in the power plant doing?"

"no problem."

"I want to keep Xuanhou in this position, what do you think?" Yun Shen asked.

"If you want to go to the reserve team, they won't accept him." Fan Tianlan said.

"He asked himself to go to the exploration team after the completion of the thermal power plant project." Yun Shen said, "It is not advisable to be distracted from his own work to areas outside his authority. His people are very difficult, and the welder team may have a similar situation."

"He uses this hand to advance?" Fan Tianlan asked.

Sensing the coldness in his tone, Yun Shen thought for a while and shook his head, "He's just very contradictory. Li Hong and the others once suggested that I observe him for a period of time. His character is a bit extreme, but there is no problem in being loyal. I Letting him go to the thermal power plant is also because he knows how important this project is to us, and he knows how to keep technology and technician control secret, but I didn’t expect his joint to be on the religious side. After all, he has always been concerned about the belief habits of other tribes. It wasn't obvious."

"Because they were scared of being beaten." Fan Tianlan said.

"?" Yun Shen looked at him.

"When we first moved here, the ancestors of this bereaved family fought for this, and the shadow mercenary group also assassinated several bishops." Fan Tianlan said, "From the beginning to the present, the relationship between the bereaved family and the original religion of this world has been in a bad way. Most of the time."

The most harmonious era between the survivors and the church was during the Rift War, but after that, the church not only cooperated with the countries by force in the continental war, but more importantly, pushed the survivors into a difficult situation in terms of propaganda.Theocracy is the right to speak in this world. The bereaved family's severe suppression of the church in their own jurisdiction is in sharp contrast to other countries. The dissatisfaction of the church has accumulated for hundreds of years, so once they have the opportunity, they will not let it go.

Fan Tianlan came over and tapped lightly on the table, "Eat and think about it."

Yun Shen put down his chopsticks, looked up and asked, "Only one ideology can fight another ideology, Tianlan, what do you think the survivors believe in?"

"Ancestor." Fan Tianlan said.

Only by not remembering where you came from can you know where you are going.This is why after experiencing those tragic wars, the loss of land, the displacement of the population, retreating again and again until there is almost no way to retreat, after many years, many people have forgotten the black storm back then, and only remember the black ants in the dark corners today, They can still come together for the same purpose.

In the Orc Empire on the west side of the mainland, when Yun Shen let go of the two missionaries with special missions and some of their followers, and refocused his energy on construction, in the east of the Central Empire, the survivors had gradually eroded three provinces.

The female group leader who didn't even take off the ceremonial sword threw the information on the table, "Those idiots."

Prince Lance put one hand under his chin, and said flatly: "That is the prince's territory. The eldest prince will not end the war until next spring and lead the knights back to the imperial capital. Before that, Prince Yarat will not let others intervene." into his domain."

"Three provinces, do they think the survivors are farmers who only know how to wield a pitchfork? Once they get a firm foothold, it is impossible to drive them away without spending more than three times the effort." Female Solaris The Marquis said coldly, "Oh, I forgot one more thing, the peasants have been driven by another black jackal to join them."

"There are 92 provinces in the empire, let's make room for them temporarily." Prince Lance said, "We can't speculate on the idea of ​​the imperial capital, and it has nothing to do with us now."

"Where's Your Majesty?" Greer asked.

Prince Lance sighed, "Your Majesty, he...is still the same."

The highest point of the knights' residence is the breeding ground for winged lizards. Except for the slaves who take care of them and the respective owners of winged lizards, few people usually come here. The thin man held out his hand to the sky.

The wind picked up, from a breeze to a gale, dark clouds moved from the sky, the sun faded, and Fatales' long gray-green hair danced in the wind. He put down his hands and looked up.

Above the clouds is his city.

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When Salvren woke up, he found that he was completely soaked in the stock solution. Even if he barely surpassed his current body, it was a luxury enough.

Meravia was sitting next to the bath, and this was the first time Salvren had seen him reading a book since he was a child, although after he stood up, he found that it was a book made with a visualization spell. In the racial illustration book, a giant-eyed bird is shaking its tail feathers covered with eye-shaped patterns and jumping up and down to court.Meravia loved this recipe book when she was a child.

"Are you awake?" Meravia closed the book and asked in a flat tone.

"How long have I been comatose?" Salvren asked.

"Seven days," said Meravia, "is your soul damaged because you cut it?"

Salvren didn't answer his question, he got up from the bath, the light-colored liquid slid off his body, without any trace of wetness, he stepped out with one step, put one hand on Meravia's shoulder, and gently pushed him Pressed against the back of the chair, the other hand reached over and lifted his chin, looking into his eyes.Meravia did not resist his movements, but under the perfectly sharp eyebrows, in the bright golden vertical pupils facing him, there was a slight confusion that only he could see.

"When you became an adult, what special changes happened?"

"...a lot." Meravia answered after a moment.

Salvren looked at him silently. When he "saw" the evolution of Meravia on Skynet, he didn't expect it to be so cruel. After 20 years of endless tempering, he could only give up his memory Only by compressing the soul to the deepest point can the incumbent king's unique talent guide him to find his true sanity when passing through the second layer of magic circle set on the sea of ​​magma. From this point of view, the person named The king of Astaros is enough for the dragons to remember.

At that time, he could only feel the surging eruption of power, and the only one who could observe the final evolution process of the Black Dragon Lord was this human king... If there is still a chance, he needs to meet this character.

Although he has seen both Overod and Meravia have golden vertical pupils in the adult state, and there has never been an abnormal record in the history of the dragon race like the human race, but in his memory, the one on the other side The appearance of the unprecedented golden dragon has so many similarities with the black dragon lords, only the pair of black and gold eyes are unheard of, and the eye-catching scales and crystal armor-like broad wings, even though separated by a long distance in time and space , can also make him feel the power beyond common sense contained in that description.

Space-Time Breaker—the name told to him by the silent voice, seems to come from the same source as the bones that support this world. This kind of existence that is close to "God" was born in such a broken world?

Is the final collapse of this world the price of completing it, or is it inevitable due to its appearance?

The dragon embraced destruction.The pair of eyes watching all this silently only had hopeless pain, even thinking about it now, the pain of losing everything can still affect his emotions and make him feel indescribably sad.There is an irresistible connection that makes him believe that it is the future. Even though the dragon clan has never had a prophet and they believe that the future is determined by the present, he sees destiny at that moment. When it is destined to come, even the closest god power is also powerless.

The emotions he feels can only come from the deepest bond, and so far, the only object for him——

Meravia frowned slightly at him, "What are you thinking?"

Salvren let him go, "It's nothing."

Meravia grabbed him, "Split your soul, and your lifespan will be less than a hundred years. Are you so attached to this world?"

Salvren stopped, and looked at this handsome and extraordinary face with his own unconscious eyes, which impressed even the dragon who was not interested in the human form.Maturity and childishness, cruelty and attachment are so contradictory, but they coexist so naturally in this young black dragon. He once "watched" him fall into the depths of the earth, struggling in the lava at the position of the dragon's skull , but even the vocal cords capable of screaming have been burned.But he could hear his voice.

It has always been there, never stopped.

"I want to go back to this world," he said.

Meravia looked at him thoughtfully.

After waiting for seven days, the human duke finally got permission to meet, and when he stepped into the meeting hall, he saw not only the new Black Dragon Lord, but also the holy king dragon who had created miracles.Due to some kind of power that he didn't understand, during the enthronement ceremony of the Black Dragon Lord, the Wang Ge of the former Holy King Dragon did not disappear. The attitude of the Black Dragon Lord when he fell at least shows that Legend has it that the dragon master who devoured many of his clan paid him great attention.

——It seems that things after the self-destructive memory are open to discussion.

Delderan saluted the dragon kings opposite, and then said to the extremely handsome black-haired dragon king, "I've always hoped to see you again. The accident at the ceremony is really worrying."

"It's not a big deal, it's just delaying your time, I hope the dragon servants didn't make you feel neglected." Salvren said.

"What did Astaros ask you to bring?" Meravia asked coldly.

Delderan withdrew his gaze from Salvren, he had long been prepared for this temper, and without saying anything, he took out Astaros' letter from the wide sleeve of his robe.

This is a very formal letter, without any spells attached, handwritten by the King of Man with special ink, and Meravia just glanced at it before handing it to Sarvren, who has no regard for this kind of etiquette Interest, whether Silver Dragon or Human Race Duke can feel his impatience, but that's all, he didn't enter their conversation, but he didn't leave either.

Not long after, Delderan, who was talking, stopped and looked at the throne.Heilong supported his forehead with one hand, and had already closed his eyes. The signs of the dragon race were somewhat different from those of the human race. He was not sure if the dragon king was really asleep.

"...Excuse me," Salvren said. "That's all for today, Duke."

"It doesn't matter, but I was too eager to disturb His Majesty's rest." Delderan said softly, and he stood up, "I will definitely convey your kindness to the king, and he must expect the same." Then he paused After a while, he smiled and looked at Salvren, "My family has moved the main city to the capital, and the scenery of the city of Kukai was not well-known before being promoted to the throne. When you see me, I wonder if I can invite you?"

Salvren looked at this extremely young human nobleman, and met his unabashedly fond eyes.

The red dragon hurriedly walked into the meeting hall, and when he saw the scene inside, he stopped immediately.After the Duke of Human Race left, this hall was replaced by its owner. On the long couch facing the window with light-colored veils, there was a tall Dragon Lord lying on his black-haired brother's bed. On his knees, mercury-like long hair fell down his shoulders. The arrival of the red dragon did not disturb him, and he seemed to have completely fallen into a deep sleep.

Perhaps because of the deep sleep, the always frightening pressure on this His Majesty has slightly eased, and this situation is so familiar, Red Dragon has seen it more than once in the past years when nothing happened. The dragon is still the noble and outstanding dragon king, and they have no doubts about the future.Now "Your Highness" has become "Your Majesty", there is no trace of youth left in his figure and appearance, and His Majesty Salvren also—

Silves lowered his head to hide his expression.

"I've already soundproofed it, so you don't need to worry about him." Salvren said with a pale face, "However, he hasn't rested since he came back?"

"This, we don't know very well, because His Majesty refuses any dragon to serve by his side..." Silves said uncomfortably.

Salvren did not pursue further, he said: "My position is still retained."

Elder Red Dragon knew what happened in the square better than any other dragon, although he didn't understand why the inheritance of the Dragon Clan from generation to generation had changed, "This is exactly what we expected."

"But you have to prepare as soon as possible." Salvren said, "I left most of my power on it. If there is no accident, you don't need to pay attention to the Eye of the World for at least 700 years. Before that, you have to Focus on the underground, especially where the mobile forest is located. Mount Doom must be sealed off."

700 years, this is already the longest time of all Dragon Kings other than the first Black Dragon Lord, "But, Your Majesty," Siervis said, "If you leave again, His Majesty Yiqi, I'm afraid..."

"He is an adult and will have the corresponding self-control." Salvren said, he raised his hand and patted Meravia on the head, "Before I leave this time, I will give my body to give him."

Silves suddenly raised his head and looked at him, "You...!"

Salvren looked at him calmly.

After a while, Silves reluctantly said: "Your Majesty, maybe the Dragon Lord will not agree."

"He doesn't need to agree, instinct will make decisions instead of him. He has just matured, his strength and spirit are not stable, and it is difficult for you to meet his needs. Since he is in this position, he cannot attack his own people. So I am the most suitable." Salvren said, "After that, his growth and evolution will stagnate, and you don't need to bear this anymore."

"...So, we still can't do anything?" Silves clenched his fists and asked with a suppressed voice, "You are going to die again and again, we stay here, not only can't stop His Majesty Melavia, but this Once, you can't even keep your...?"

"He was born for me. This is a predestined result." Salvren said lightly, "The rest is your responsibility. You don't need to think too much about it."

Silves did not answer.

Salvren looked at the red-haired dragon who was paler than him, and although he was standing, his eyes were looking down, "You should still remember why I chose you instead of Fernand. "

Silves closed his eyes in pain, and bowed tremblingly, "It's... Your Majesty."

The meeting hall became quiet again. In the spacious hall where even the servant dragons had left, sunlight penetrated through the gaps of the veil dancing lightly and shone on Salvren's slender and powerful left hand. It seemed that the light was so bright that The hand looked transparent down to the joints.Salvren lowered his gaze, and the voice of the dead soul sounded again in another time and space.

Even if you have seen the ending, you still choose to struggle stupidly?

"So what?" he said.

Since death is an inescapable fate, something should be done before then.

Contrary to the expectations of most dragons, Meravia slept for three years.Since Salvren went to the Eye of the World, he has never really fallen asleep. Although the 20 years under Mount Doom created his body and strength, the damage to his soul is difficult to recover for a while, not to mention that he once interrupted him very violently. After the process of self-healing, no dragon can approach him after returning to the Dragon Palace, except Salvren.

The chaotic and ferocious aura in his body calmed down day by day, and Salvren became weaker day by day, but the process of this change was subtle, and even the blue dragon Fernand realized after a long time that his only The admitted king is not very well.No dragon can solve this problem, the power of the king dragon is at the top of the dragon class, the gift of extrajudicial blood allows him to heal meravia, but when his origin is mortally wounded, they can't even expect miracles .

Until the human duke visited again, and this time, he brought another guest.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you, Human King."