More than a year passed in a blink of an eye.
Winter is coming again, the ground is whitened with frost in the morning, and snowflakes are falling from high in the sky.
Nasir is a strange place. Although the weather is relatively mild and it snows every winter, it has a subtropical jungle. There is no reasonable explanation yet.
It had been two years since the Fisher family moved to town and they had completely established themselves in Nasir, and many wealthy people were indebted to Irene.
Although many acquaintances are surprised by Irene's transformation from a fisherman's daughter to a supernatural being, the extraordinary healing power she possesses is truly astonishingly effective.
Strength fundamentally determines status, not status determines power. Everyone in Nasir's town also tacitly agreed not to mention Irene's original background, only saying that she was a superb healing spellcaster.
Sixteen-year-old Irene has grown a lot taller, and her appearance has gradually broadened. Her facial features are exquisite, her skin is fair and flawless, and her long black waist-length hair fascinates many men.
The rich people in the town began to pursue her one after another, but without exception they were decisively rejected. Irene had already decided to dedicate her body and soul to the great Lord of the Lost.
She considers herself a priest of the Lost Lord. Although there are no systematic reference books and canons on how to believe in the Lost Lord, most of the clergy of the Orthodox Church on the mainland are celibate.
Irene's cousin Byrne was seventeen years old. Due to his bad habit of always staying up late to read, he finally had no choice but to wear the same gold-rimmed glasses as Robert.
Byrne and Robert had an extremely good relationship. He would often go to Robert to ask about the other person's experiences in the empire. During the exchanges, he was always extremely excited and amazed, without any of the usual nervousness in front of strangers.
In addition to the affairs of the empire, he is most interested in the five righteous churches and gods, as well as the Northland Seven Lights Alliance, the only alliance on the Oden continent that can confront the empire.
More than a year ago, Byrne made the proposal to stockpile drugs after studying the historical event "Purple Fish Tide" and firmly stated that those purple-red fish tides would cause a large number of residents on the East Coast to be poisoned.
So the Fisher family initially took out five gold coins to give it a try, and finally gritted their teeth and borrowed money to hoard a batch of drugs to alleviate the toxicity.
Later, fishermen were indeed poisoned one after another, and the Fisher family was about to make a fortune.
However, an astonishing scene occurred. The Storm Bishop came to the east coast in person at the first time. He set off huge waves in front of everyone, shouted the name of the storm, and released powerful power to disperse all the purple-red fish tides!
That is a transcendent person who is close to the third-level "monarch" and can change natural phenomena by himself!
Being slapped in the face, Byrne suffered from insomnia for several nights and finally realized that "past knowledge" may not be the truth in later periods of time.
When everyone on the east coast cheered and thanked the Church of Storms, the Fisher family was on the verge of bankruptcy. Fortunately, it didn't take long for Robert's Taylor family to make a lot of money from the business of reselling that new thing called "steam engines"!
The Fisher family not only paid off all external debts at once, but also had a wealth of about thirty-five gold coins left.
Lucius traveled among various clans, knight families, and wealthy businessmen in Nasir Town, and made extensive friends, but he never had the chance to meet the Baron who rarely came to the town.
The Baron of the Hoven family is the most powerful person on the east coast, the Governor of the East China Sea of the Seat Kingdom, and the nephew of Earl Hoven. There are even rumors that he is the illegitimate son of the Governor of the East China Sea.
So although Nasir Town is his territory, Baron Hoven often stays in Fein, the only city on the east coast, and only comes back once or twice a year, always with a look of disgust on his face.
Tonight, the Fisher family held another family meeting.
Bursts of warmth came from the fireplace, and several core members of the family gathered in the hall. Food for sacrifices was prepared on the table.
Chris was already two years old. The silver-haired baby was extremely cute, with big bright eyes like two shining stars. He was taken to the hall in the arms of a servant.
"You can go down now."
Eileen nodded calmly, and the servant immediately bowed and left.
When little Chris saw the servant who was taking care of him leaving, he turned around and looked at it reluctantly for a while, and then he sat down and played with his fingers without saying a word.
Lucius frowned, couldn't help but rub his chin and muttered:
"Byrne, why do you think this kid Chris can't speak even at the age of two? Is there something wrong with his ears?"
In the past two years, little Chris has grown up, but he has never spoken, and rarely even barks.
Worry-free is worry-free, which makes all three family members a little uneasy.
Byrne adjusted his glasses, shook his head and said, "I don't know Chris's situation either. This kind of thing needs to be examined by a professional doctor."
Erin knelt down next to Chris and silently prayed to the great Lord of the Lost.
Great Lord of the Lost, I hope you can protect Chris and help him grow up well.
As I once said, as long as Chris can grow up well, no matter what price I pay.
Unlike others, she was at peace inside.
As long as he has the protection of the Lord, even if his brother does have any innate diseases, they can be cured, and there is no need to worry about it at all.
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The darkness of night fell, and in the snow outside the town of Nasir, a group of jungle natives wearing animal skins and black facial patterns looked at the town seriously.
It should have been their home.
A hundred years ago, the Siyats invaded the land of the East Coast people, killed the bravest warriors, took women and children as slaves, and drove them who had lived here for generations into the dangerous and dense jungle. Afterwards, they even called the East Coast Humans are so-called savages.
I am afraid that even the combined weight of all the demons and evils in the world cannot compare to the slightest sin of the Siyat people!
It would not be a pity for all the Siyat people to die!
In front of the numerous jungle natives, stood a burly middle-aged priest with scars all over his face. The perseverance and belief in his eyes made others respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
He is not only a caster who masters "blood magic", but also a powerful warrior who inherits the bloodline of "Shadow Shark Tiger".
The ordinary first level, that is, the "origin" level transcendent, is no match for him at all. Only the higher-level "metamorphosis" level transcendent can stabilize him.
"Revenge is the will of the Blood Lord! It is also the long-cherished wish of us East Coasters!"
The inferior title of Blood Demon has been severely abandoned by the middle-aged priests. Now the people on the east coast call the mysterious being the Blood Lord. Only the power of the Blood Lord can help them defeat the Siyat people and regain their own land. and dignity.
He continued:
"Our civil war was started by the Siyats, and all the deaths were caused by the tricks of the Siyats. Now we have to make the incompetent and cunning Siyats pay back all!"
There is no way of knowing whether the civil war was started by the Siyat people, but the middle-aged priest knew that that statement was the only way to end the internal strife.
The middle-aged priest's eyes were extremely solemn. In more than a year of civil war, a large number of people on the east coast had been killed and injured. Now the remaining people on the east coast must do something to boost their morale.
And as long as he completes this matter, his reputation will be greatly improved, he will have a better chance of subduing a few priests who disobey orders, and finally completely unify all the remaining east coast people.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!" he roared sincerely.
"eye for eye!"
The jungle natives roared loudly one after another, and everyone's eyes were full of anger and hatred. The centuries of oppression made every east coast person feel suffocated.
"Tomorrow night, we will avenge the death of a priest who was killed by the Siat people!"
"Fischer, an unknown Siyat family accidentally gave birth to seeds that could continue to breed sin. One of them gained extraordinary power, and by chance, a respected old priest died."
The voice of the middle-aged priest suddenly dropped when he said this, and the expressions of the jungle natives also looked extremely sad. The compassion of the old priest made people respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
"I believe that many of us have received his favor. In the hands of that priest, children have been cured of illness, and the elderly have been driven away from pain. Now we must use revenge to seek justice for him!"
"eye for eye!"
He spoke again in a deep voice, and many East Coasters wearing animal skins immediately responded with anger in their hearts.
"eye for eye!"
