"Enr, please send this spear to Fisher's house."
In the blacksmith shop, Old Raymond ordered his apprentice to send a newly forged spear to the Fisher family in South City.
In the past two years, the Fisher family and the blacksmith shop have cooperated very well. All things that need to be forged are taken care of by the old Raymond's blacksmith shop.
Raymond's son Xiu is a middle-aged man about 1.9 meters tall, with extremely strong muscles all over his body. He was stunned for a moment and said after a long silence:
"Father, have you forgotten? Ener actually left a few days ago. He said he was going to work in a factory in Fein City."
Old Raymond frowned tightly. En'er, the oldest apprentice, had been with him for more than ten years. He couldn't get used to his leaving for a while.
"That place called a factory is completely incomprehensible. If a group of people from all over the place are gathered together to work, wouldn't it be a mess?"
Xiu was unconvinced. The so-called factory was indeed a novel concept. It was said to be something passed down from the empire.
But everyone feels that the factory model will not last long, because no one has done that for thousands of years, and the household-by-household model will always continue.
Old Raymond suddenly saw the fat mayor and a dozen servants walking through the streets in a hurry.
What is that greedy and corrupt guy doing? Why is he leading so many people through the market?
Old Raymond frowned subconsciously. The mayor exploited every household that had no power in the town, and they were no exception in the past.
Since the blacksmith's relationship with the Fischer family became close, the mayor no longer troubled them, as if he had never received any money from the blacksmith.
The mayor came to the jungle outside Nasir Town. The servants looked nervously when they saw the natives coming out of the jungle, and they were especially wary and afraid of the burly middle-aged priest.
The middle-aged priest waved his hand, and the mayor followed him without hesitation, anger appearing on his face.
He whispered: "I have already provided for this year's children, and you also promised me not to do anything else, why are you calling me now!"
The agreement to provide sacrifices every year lasted for several years, and the mayor was under great pressure. Although he knew that he was trying to protect Nasir, the ignorant townspeople would never understand what he did.
The middle-aged priest's eyes were cold, and his words were like sharp knives.
"Have you forgotten the promise you broke two years ago?"
The mayor shuddered all over. It was indeed true. The two children of the Fischer family were still living in Nasir. Even the eldest sister Irene was an adult.
Moreover, the old priest of the Blood Order who came to perform the ritual has also disappeared.
The objects they decided to trade back then were the lives and souls of the siblings.
The mayor has always been worried about this matter, and only recently did he feel relieved, thinking that the jungle natives who were deeply involved in civil strife would not dwell on the past.
The middle-aged priest with a scarred face said: "Blood, you can only use blood to take revenge. We East Coasters have always been principled in doing things."
"To give you a chance to make amends, transfer all the patrol members from the town tomorrow night."
The mayor's pupils shrank instantly and he asked tremblingly: "What on earth are you going to do?"
The middle-aged priest immediately made an assurance, with an extremely cold tone as if he was about to slaughter an animal: "Our revenge target is only the Fischer family."
The mayor still asked: "Are you really sure it was Fisher's people who killed the old priest?"
The middle-aged priest nodded and replied indifferently: "There is no doubt, because that is the answer given by the Lord of Blood himself, and you have to know that shortly after that night, the girl from the Fisher family became extraordinary. That’s it.”
The mayor lowered his head and hesitated, unable to answer for a long time.
Many towns and villages around the east coast have been plundered by jungle natives. Only Nasir has not been targeted for more than ten years. People above him believe that it is the mayor's superb governance ability.
But he finally understood the dirty deal inside, and he also knew that more and more of his leverage was in the hands of the natives, and there was no way he could refuse anymore.
"Okay, I promise you." The mayor sighed several times as if he was deflated.
"The negotiations went well."
The middle-aged priest's voice was very cold. Deep in his heart, he was extremely disgusted with the mayor who betrayed his compatriots. He wished he could spit on the fat idiot's face and pull out every vile bone in him.
Fortunately, he is not one of my compatriots.
The mayor suddenly said with great solemnity: "Can you share with me some of the things you looted in the town?"
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In the courtyard of Fisher's house, Lucius looked at the ten well-armed guards and nodded. The basic cooperative movements were already coordinated very well.
He equipped all ten family guards with spears and breastplates. Compared with short-handled weapons, long-handled weapons have unique advantages and are easier to master and use.
Byrne adjusted his glasses. He was so thin that he put on many layers of clothes before he dared to come out of the house to the courtyard. Even after mastering the sequence power, his physique could barely catch up with ordinary people.
"Father, why are you recruiting new guards this month?"
Since the civil strife among the jungle natives was confirmed a year ago, the number of guards in the Fisher family has been reduced to five, and the income and expenditure situation has improved a lot instantly.
But now Lucius has recruited five more veterans, and the salary he has to bear has increased again.
"Because there is a possibility that those jungle natives will appear again, we must take precautions in advance."
Lucius answered calmly, but Byrne couldn't understand it at all, because in the whole two years, those jungle natives only appeared once in Nasir Town, and were easily dealt with by his father, and that was more than a year ago. matter.
"Father, do we really need to bear this additional expense?"
Lucius shook his head and said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Byrne, you don't understand at all. If something happens, there is no chance of regret."
Byrne sighed and said, "The purchase of second-level extraordinary materials will be delayed for a long time."
Lucius looked at his hand silently. Now the potion on the first step had been completely digested.
As long as you get enough extraordinary materials to reach the second stage of spirituality, you can ask the Lord of the Lost to give you stronger power.
By then, its basic strength will be comparable to that of traditional extraordinary beings at the "Origin High" level, which is undoubtedly a very important goal.
The resources of the family are never enough, and it is always a difficult choice between short-term investment and long-term investment.
He still said firmly: "Our Fisher family is far from strong enough. Only prudence and confidentiality are the most important principles."
"Byrne, your problem is that you always take a too long-term view, but tend to ignore the immediate crisis."
"Okay, okay, stop talking, I understand."
Byrne no longer thought about refuting his father, but returned to his room and took out a thick black book from the bookcase.
The content written on the black book is about the Orthodox Church on the continent of Oden.
The five righteous churches are the Redemption Church, the Sun Church, the Order Church, the Storm Church, and the Silver Moon Church. They have been inherited for thousands of years and are powerful forces that cannot be ignored on the Oden continent.
Byrne murmured to himself: "Canons, classics, positions, if we really want to establish a religious order, there should be a lot to learn."
Both father and Eileen once lamented that there are currently too few trustworthy and capable people in the Fisher family.
They also thought about what they would do if they had extra gifts in the future.
Byrne vaguely felt that maybe they could learn from the Blood Order of the indigenous people and establish a secret order to worship the Lost Lord.
But how to ensure the loyalty of believers, how to avoid being discovered by the Zhengshen Church, and what the specific rules and regulations are, he feels complicated and headache-like when he thinks about it.
Regardless of Irene or Lucius, they would fall asleep as long as they read. Only Byrne became more energetic the more he read, and he didn't want to fall asleep until late at night.
"I still own too few books. I have read many of them several times. Alas, and the ability to greatly increase my memory is also a nasty curse in a sense."
Byrne heard that the emperor of the empire had collected a large number of books and planned to establish a place called a "library" for reading by the nobles and senior citizens of the empire. He felt that he must visit the empire once in his lifetime.
Suddenly, he felt a thought coming from deep inside.
As if his body was falling into the depths of the sea, with an almost suffocating pressure, Byrne stood up subconsciously, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble!
That is the warning of the Lost Lord!
Some terrible danger is coming!
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Carl's consciousness looked down at the town from a God's perspective and noticed dozens of sneaky people moving in the direction of Fisher's house.
He zoomed in and immediately discovered that these people disguised as businessmen all had black facial patterns on their faces. They were obviously jungle natives who believed in the bloody demon!
It was simply unbelievable that such a large number of jungle natives sneaked into the town late at night, and Karl soon discovered that there was no trace of the patrol in the town.
It's broken. It seems that the mole in Nasir Town has done something about it. And that person can transfer the patrol team in the town, which shows that the status of the mole is definitely not low.
While thinking, Karl quickly warned several people in the Fisher family.
Lucius woke up from his sleep, and his strong body catapulted to the bottom of the bed. He quickly picked up a white whistle placed next to the pillow and blew it!
“Shhh!!!!”
The crisp whistle penetrates the air and echoes in the streets!
