Mels carried a firewood with a bag of carbon fire from the surrounding knight manor.
No one cared what was in his arms, because everyone knew that this purple-haired young man had good swordsmanship, and dead people in hilly areas was nothing to worry about.
On the west of the gathering place, a shaking grass and wooden shed is his current residence. The owner of this house was once a broken -leg hunter. Wearing his companion's ankle and letting the other party delay Warcraft and survived.
Because of the attacking companion, the tribe chopped his leg and threw him into the mountains and destroyed himself, and he struggled to live in the box of boxing with one hand and could shoot through the throat of human throat.
After his death, Melz grabbed the right of the shed with a sword.
During the competition, he killed three refugees who were also refugees, and intended to hijack Cinnish to coerce his Western people.
The effect of soft hands is very good.
"elder brother?"
After entering the shed, the man heard some weak girl voices, and girls with light orange hair were taking care of the fire in the house. When she saw Miles coming back, she turned her head and said with a smile: "The fire is not out, the water in the kettle next to it is warm, drink it quickly."
"You take a sip first, don't be cold." Mels leaned down and hugged Sima, and then began to add wooden flowers to the ash of almost extinguishing: "No one comes over?
"No." The girl shook her head: "It's too cold recently, everyone dare not come out."
Because there is no firewood, the air is humid, and the fire will go out soon if no one cares, and the ignition is troublesome. Coupled with Cynthia's constitution, it is destroyed by the cold wind blowing when it is blown out, so Melz can only take the Melz can only take it. The girl stayed in the shed.
Of course, he was not so stupid, and he felt that killing Liwei could deter a group of unable to mad.
So a few times, Mels went out on the surface, and actually stayed next to the house. All the refugees who secretly touched the shack were killed by him, and his head was hanging under the eaves aside. These heads are now windy. It was shaking, intimidating everyone.
When everyone knew that the girl in the shed is Mels's most valued person, no one dared to hit Cindyia's idea.
Such a young swordsman knew that his sister had an accident, and it was not surprising that the people in the entire village were not surprised, and those knights in Naimanti knew that this kind of thing would only be good at killing. Isn't it possible to use the little girl to put down the weapon?
Even if it were possible, they wouldn't dare to gamble. After all, no one will care about the life of them.
It was precisely because of this because of this that it performed ruthless and coldly.
"Use a sword to ask for life ... hey. Use the sword to discuss life."
After filling the firewood and starting to cook the soup, the young man's eyes were shown in the fire and swaying, and he laughed in his heart.
Naive self.
In the blue city, Mels fantasized himself to break outside and used a sword to ask for life, and never thought that it was such a difficult thing.
At that time, adventure was pleasant and enmity in his heart, the long -term clouds, and the sword in the sun to hold the sword in the sun and kill the enemy.
But that's fantasy. Life is always so difficult.
Today I ate soybean soup. Melz and Cindeia quietly separated a small can of cooked bean soup, and then stayed silently next to the stove to rest.
It was a bit strange to say. Since the two escaped from the blue city and came to Nanling, they did not have any illness, and their bodies were not particularly exhausted. Even the pain perception was not very sensitive ... But This is not an absolute thing.
Once I was walking in the mountains, Sima's arm was sentenced to stabbing the spine grass, but Cindeia did not feel it. Melz found that the girl had a large number of blood scabies on the arm of the girl at night, and Cindeiia was His little face turned pale, and he realized something was wrong only when he was swaying when he walked.
This kind of abnormality is really hard to reassure. Miles also tried to cut his finger with a knife. He was shocked to find that he actually
Lost the perception of many pain.
There is a power that resides in their bodies, allowing them to walk all the way from the Western Border to Shangling without fatigue and pain... It allows a group of girls under ten years old to endure all the hardships along the way, but it also allows people to gradually The land loses the control of yourself 'life and control.
"A curse...or a blessing. But we can't continue like this."
The cold wind patted the straw shed outside the window, Cindeia was asleep, and Mels sat silently in front of the fire.
He hadn't slept once seriously for a long time. Perhaps because of Lingneng, his spirit was not exhausted, but his brain and body urgently needed recuperation.
"The anomalies in Cynthia and I need to be solved as soon as possible by an ascendant or even a psyker... I have probably awakened my psychic powers, so it shouldn't be difficult to find a job."
Mels thought quietly in his heart: "How does the question prove this? My spirit can only be used when dangerous. For example, Cynthia's branches that are almost falling into the branches will be shifted towards me, and mine will be moved, and my The physical fitness will also be strengthened -if it is not dangerous, but that ordinary little squirrels throw a pine cones, this spirit can not work. "
"Do I want others to shoot arrows of Sima? This is absolutely not good ... I can't figure out the nature of my spiritual energy, how can I use Sima as props!"
But the problem is here ... Without spiritual energy, Mels is just a immature swordsman. It is okay to deal with those refugee stray people. I really want to work hard on their hands. Less heat.
Half of the winter has passed, but half. Even in spring, Melz went to work in the city to earn money. It takes a long time to see the consultation cost of the sublimator to check their physical problems.
In this way, there are too many possibilities, and too many accidents will happen, and if there is something wrong with Sima, Melz will never forgive himself.
The destruction of his hometown, the death of his mother, the passing of those who were kind to him and his final entrustment... Heavy pressure accumulated on the young man's shoulders, making him feel like half of his body was buried in the earth and it was difficult to breathe.
What exactly is going to happen in the future? Without much life experience, he can only take one step at a time.
Or...
Waiting for a small miracle. Or it is the necessity of cause and effect.
The next morning, Melz went out to see if he could go to the surrounding river nests to catch two fish, or to grab a few wild rabbit chicken in the dense forest outside the hills, but he noticed that there was almost almost almost the whole bitter cold village. Everyone was excited and gathered in the village.
He couldn't help but frown slightly.
The Fellini brothers, who were forced to flee from the southeastern provinces to hide their debts due to gambling debts, came here; they stole the silverware of their knight lord and were branded and exiled. Tommy was next to him; he lost a lot of money because of the food disaster, and his wife and children were separated. Cycoto, who was collected by the house, was also ... and some Mels was not familiar with the exiles of mountain people and other refugees in the West.
Almost everyone in Kuhan Village who could walk and had some skills gathered at the entrance of the village, looking at a group of fully armed knights with a rare look that could be described as eagerness and desire.
"What happened?"
Miles found a familiar face with whom he had a relatively good relationship and had exchanged food and medicine, and asked him what happened.
"You weren't in the village yesterday, were you?" And the cobbler was not afraid of Miles, who acted very viciously. After all, the average person in Bitter Cold Village was dying.
He explained to the young man: "Yesterday, the Lian Territory...oh, now it's called the Xia Hui Territory. In short, there is a noble master who wants to recruit people to open up the mountains in the west, provide food and tools, and also simple Camp -if you can build the house, the house is yours, and the land that is open to land also has the right to use. "
"If you think you have the strength, you can cooperate with the knights to destroy the surrounding monsters, and you will be rewarded based on your merit. At least the price they said is very fair."
"Yesterday they also went to other refugee villages to inform, so they gave everyone one day to think about it - the result is obvious, who can refuse?"
"ah?"
listen
Upon hearing this good news, Miles was shocked: "Is the Lord's head okay? Half of our village is unlucky, and a quarter is a rotten person who is trying to ruin his own life. , and the other quarter are just criminals who haven’t been caught...you want us to open up wasteland?"
Are we so honest?
"yes."
The cobbler also lamented: "No matter what you did in the past, you can forget about it, and you can start from scratch... To be honest, it really gives people like me a chance to start over."
The honest leather artisan did not commit crimes, that is, ordinary poverty and ordinary unlucky, and burned their houses and neighbors' houses by the way when they burned water. They all have to pay for the neighbor money, because the relatives of the food disaster are not good, and the leather artisters do not want to be kicked out to pay all the love points, so they simply run to the hills to bet on the winter life.
Can survive the winter, can still get back to Dongshan, and do not give it to this winter ... Then leave the mildew to the next life.
Now it seems that his luck has bottomed out.
"I didn't say anything about you."
Miles scratched his head with his left hand, but his right hand subconsciously clenched the sword at his waist; "I mean, isn't the lord afraid of people like us... cheating him of money and food without doing anything?"
"Are you funny, Miles? Do you know why our village only has bad guys who cheat ordinary people out of their money and idiots who are cheated out of their money? Because the grass on the graves of people who dare to cheat nobles out of money is two feet high!"
The cobbler looked at the young swordsman with a strange look, as if he was looking at a fool: "Xiahui Territory is the territory of the mountain nobles - now it is the holy land of their Dragon God envoys... We are so capable. People who dare to play tricks with them?"
"Do you remember the original owner of the shack of the old Parl? He is an ordinary hunter, but he can pull the bow to shoot the squirrel on the tree with closed eyes."
"Don't say that their little girls do, even if you are, can't you still want to escape the chase of mountain people after committing committing commitment in the mountains?" Indeed.
Mels thought about it, and it felt like this was the fact that they were aristocratic lords, and their men had knight guards. Can the fierce thugs and criminals be murderer?
In front of the Ascended Nobles, no matter how bad a thug he is, he can only farm the land honestly... That's not the same kind of creature at all!
And ... Is the wasteland?
At least it’s better than staying in a bitter cold village and waiting for winter to pass to try your luck... At least you can work and get paid a month or two earlier!
When he thought, he returned to the shed and told Cindeia.
The brother and sister immediately signed up.
During the registration process, Myers also noticed something interesting.
Although everyone knows that they are Xia Hui's leader, they themselves claim to be "Chongtianjiao", or people who are "Star Soul Church, people.
This sect has two core doctrine 'shelters, revenge with'.
Shelter is essentially the blood of the blood family. It encourages people to take care of the elderly, treat their children well, make the family happy and happy, and bravely protect their desired 'life.
Revenge, as the name suggests, is to fight the enemy who dares to endanger people's happy life and punish them.
The name of the Star Soul is essentially the world view of Chongling religion. They think that in this world, everything has souls and spirituality. Whether it is machinery or rocks, humans or insects may sound like this seem to '. The teachings of the Spiritual Machinery Church and the Temple of All Souls must have actually been borrowed from some of them, but the core teachings of the Star Soul Religion have their own unique derivation.
They believe that even humans, this group, and even the land of Terra beneath 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 mankind since ancient times; and in the heart of Terra, there is all the knowledge and liberation that all living beings need.
The two of them are the true spirits worshiped by the Chongling Sect, -
——The essence of protection and revenge, the 'holy ritual' that brings you closer to the soul of all living things and the heart of Terra."
The Dragon God is the power of the earth, the Dragon God is the spokesperson of Qin La, and the real dragon itself is an incarnation of the soul of all living beings and Qin La's heart in heaven and earth - so the Dragon God belief is the star soul of Chongling!
According to the people of this sect themselves, if you practice to a certain level, you can even talk to the dead! When he heard this, Miles' heart suddenly moved slightly. "Talk to the dead..."
The young man closed his eyes slightly, and he could feel Cynthia's little hand holding his hand a little harder.
Yes, even though his reason told him that this sect was lying and exaggerating... he was still tempted.
No, not tempted.
It's desire.
Even if he knew there was no hope, even if he knew what he wanted to do was impossible... he still wanted to see his mother again.
"elder brother......"
Miles heard Cynthia's whispered call. He was silent for a moment, and then laughed: "Of course. Cynthia, we will try it."
"But if you don't succeed in the end... don't be sad."
"Yeah." The little girl nodded seriously. She rubbed her eyes and said nothing more.
Regarding the teachings of the Chongling Sect, the knights themselves attach great importance to it and specially publicize it. However, the people in Kuhan Village don't care about this. They just see the excellent conditions for opening up wasteland.
In this regard, the knights are also very clear, but they still insist on preaching -no one cares about the same thing, and they have to put on the most formal posture themselves.
According to them, the reason why they enrolled the wasteland in various places were to start from scratch and build a foundation base.
For this, Melz can actually understand it.
Although there are only four orthodontic religions on Tyra, which are recognized by the official face, the local beliefs, national beliefs and cults have always emerged endlessly -especially on the edge of civilization such as Nanling. Faith is really daily.
Especially among the mountain people. Although everyone believes in the Dragon God, there are different opinions on 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 are only Dragon God messengers. Only the Dragon God messenger can re -gather the core of the beliefs of the people and return to unification.
And it just so happens that the lord of Xiahui Territory is the young genius who is now famous throughout Nanling, the messenger with dragon blood, Ian Yinfeng.
Therefore, Miles believes that there is definitely support from the lords behind this sect, it is very formal and can be trusted.
Moreover, unless the young lord died suddenly and suddenly, it was obvious to the naked eye that it had a bright future.
"Finally, something good is about to happen..."
With such a mind, many of the Mind and many other wanting to open up a new life and willingly risks to the exiles in the mountains to develop, follow the "Chongling denomination, and the wasteland team, set foot on the road to the mountains.
On the other side of the road, a small carriage stared at these teams from a distance.
The winter sun seemed dimmed by the cold wind. The middle-aged nobleman with black hair and blue eyes was sitting on the side of the rather inconspicuous carriage. He raised the baffle and looked thoughtfully at the migrating group.
"interesting."
Timo Dicas Zili speakers said "After getting the leadership right on the bright side, immediately reform the doctrine of the mountain people, re -grasp the right to interpret the Dragon God's belief, and then use a new statement to merge the mountain people. Consensus -asylum and revenge, all beings and earth, how perfect doctrine. "
The imperial capital of the imperial noble hall was clearly known about the moves of Xia Hui and the "Chongling sect" in recent times. If you want to re -gather into the widow, you must have a brand new belief to lead their spirit and soul! "
"ancient
When the Dragon God faith has passed, since this is the case, it is better to deconstruct and strengthen the meaning of the Dragon Dragon! "
"The dragon god we believe is true dragon, but it is not just a real dragon, but an endless and vast mountain, it is this endless and heavy land!"
A breath and staring at the wasteland people in the distance, the Ventaur Dicas nodded: "His Royal Highness and the second prince's emphasis on the young man really make sense. It is very meaningful. "
"We must sink and promote -to allow people to understand easily, and there must be enough in depth to make people examine and deconstruct it. To make people proud of their beliefs and confidence in preaching to outsiders."
"Hmm ... His Royal Highness's career just needs to be almost near the beginning of the teaching experience."
Timo Dicas, a member of a small aristocratic family, once worked in the aristocratic court and was appreciated by the imperial prince Carlos Serbar. ) serves as a committee member.
In the imperial capital, with such a background and position, he can be considered a leader but also a risk... If he has the third level, he can even be regarded as a semi-big man, and the whole family is proud of him.
Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for a person like Viscount Ducas to come all the way to Nanling for the help of a country nobleman... But because of the eldest prince's support and the name of this country nobleman, Ian, so he set out without complaint.
In fact, Viscount Ducas has always had a very high opinion of Ian; a future master of alchemy, even a master craftsman, the founder of new armor and alchemy techniques - this alone is enough for him to come and establish a good relationship in person.
But along the way, he heard a steady stream of news related to Ian, and Viscount Ducasse's evaluation of Ian also continued to rise.
Not to mention anything else, just the fact that Ian seized the Xiahui Territory, declared that he was the Dragon God's messenger, and really led the mountain people to defeat the rebels and construct knights supported by Feiyandi is enough to represent that Ian is today He is the most powerful aristocrat in Nanling, second only to the Marquis of Barton. His territory is actually the entire Beisen Mountains, and his subjects are all the mountain people.
There is nothing better than this for a marquisdom.
But the problem is that as an actual outsider, an "airborne" Dragon God messenger without any "roots" within the mountain people, how can Ian truly grasp the potential of his territory in the subsequent time?
It is impossible to rely solely on the support of the Afud tribe, or to rely on Xia Hui to rule the entire land and rule all the mountain people, right?
Viscount Ducas walked slowly along. In addition to greeting the nobles along the way and local clan leaders such as the Marquis of Barton, he also wanted to wait outside to see how Ian would deal with this sensitive matter. The problem.
And Ian used a combination of grain trading and new beliefs to hand over an answer sheet that even he was amazed by.
——Is this really a decision that a sixteen-year-old can make? Or is there guidance from Marquis Barton or Elder Manya behind him?
Intellectually speaking, it is definitely the latter. But Biankas was very satisfied. For this kind of genius who could advance to the second level at a young age and designed new armor and Yujin skills on his own, it was best not to treat him with common sense.
"He may be the future great craftsman of our empire."
Dicas gave Ian a very high evaluation in his heart: "And my task is to win him to His Highness's camp as much as possible - although the second prince is one step ahead, he cannot give what His Highness can give. price."
"In terms of funding, we have always been abundant."
"Master, will you continue to follow this team?"
In front of the carriage, the casual knight asked about the next move.
Viscount Ducas shook his head slightly: "I won't follow. Let's go back to the convoy - Baron Silver Peak (Archomont) is waiting for our arrival. There are also many foreign guests waiting to see what we have to say."
"Let's set off and lead towards Xia Hui." Terra 774, January 29, afternoon.
Viscount Tymodikas, an official of the Imperial Nobles' Department, and a group of representatives of the chamber of commerce came to Xiahui Territory.
They brought medals, wealth, orders, contracts, and imperial rewards.
And most importantly...
The 'goodwill of Carlos Sertal, the Grand Prince of the Empire,.
Ian's thoughts on this are simple.
"It's worth waiting so long."
Looking at the smoke and dust raised by the distant motorcade, Ian, who had been working hard for a long time, took a long breath and showed a kind smile from the bottom of his heart.
"Kaizi, we are finally here!"
