Lord Ryan is learning magic knowledge in Scream, and Dragons's pressure covers Rhino Horn Mountain.
Roland also got an identity, Baronet Azur from Frozen Earth Territory, and went to visit Countess Winter to pursue the truth of Space Magic.
Northwind Province It is still so quiet. In the cold wind, all the noble territories are silently waiting for the arrival of next spring.
"It's too early to wait for next year."
Ryan sent a large number of soldiers deep into Northlands. In the world further north where Northgar Lake was parked, there was no trace of Orcs going south.
"It seems that Orcs will not go south this year. They are still good at fighting the cold of Northlands."
Ryan This is what worries me the most right now.
Fragrant Mountain Plains's fortress has never been built. Although Cold Mountain City County's noble territory has begun to be rebuilt, it still cannot stop Orcs's attack.
If Orcs continues to go south this year, the trouble will be huge.
After all, a large number of troops are in Otherworld.
It didn't matter whether the other nobles were worried or not. Ryan was indeed concerned about it. Fortunately, no trace of Orcs was found.
In the cold weather, the people could only live in the territorial towns. If it weren't for Frozen Earth Territory's many orders, the three taverns would have been overcrowded.
It seems too early to wait for next year, and the same is true for Marquis of Northwind, the governor.
In the cold wind, he stared at the flat wasteland ahead. It would be a good choice to turn it into farmland, but it would be better to transplant Otherworld trees.
"The light shines upon us, and all our actions are small and fleeting in relation to the great light."
"But light will give us the courage to survive."
"The cold wind is the test He gives us. As long as the test is completed, devout believers can receive great blessings of light!"
"We will not be sick, we will be wealthy, we will be strong."
He called for the greatness of light, and the eyes of the working civilians also had light, and they were looking forward to that day. The great God of Light would bless them and make them rich families who could work for a day and have a day off.
Next to Marquis of Northwind, there were more than a dozen demons Mages, half of whom he brought himself, and the other half were enshrined by other nobles.
Their role?
Transplanting Otherworld's precious trees is not a simple matter, especially because different varieties require different environments and regions for each flower, plant, and tree.
The demons Mages can know this range, but because they are not that good at it, some of them still die.
"In a few days, the invited Druid will arrive. Then you don't have to worry."
Marquis of Northwind said he didn't care whether the death of the transplanted trees would have any impact on the greatness of the light.
"Light is immortal. Eternity hangs high above Sky-rank. The dimness of the light he emits does not mean that he is weak. Instead, it is because he is too powerful and does not care about the dimming of the light."
On the surface, this is true, but in fact, they quickly used Imperial House's channels and invited Druid to save every transplanted crop.
"Yes, this is the tree. There must be a radius of ten meters around it. How many meters is ten meters? Five of you can lie down at home while one child can lie down."
"This shrub must be raised, move those stones, and the ditch should not be so far away. In Otherworld, this shrub lives under the mountain spring!"
"..."
Wonders, what can be praised as a wonder, in fact, the requirements do not need to be too high.
For example, Thundercloud County's Thundercloud Mountain used to be struck by thunder, which can be said to be a spectacle.
Generally speaking, it is something that cannot be seen in ordinary places. It can only be found in a specific place, and it can be a wonder.
According to Ryan's idea, just build ordinary wonders.
But what Marquis of Northwind wanted was not that. He wanted to shock the world, so he spent a huge amount of money to transport a batch of sunflowers from South and plant them in all directions of the wonder area.
And... under the magic Mystic Runes, the sunflowers are always blooming, gradually becoming a golden landscape.
"The light shines upon us."
If Northwind Province has many mines, it is destined not to have such rich vegetation conditions. Therefore, although the wonder has not yet been completed, the current scene has shocked many nobles. With the followers brought by the nobles to show off after returning, this wonder also makes the entire Northwind Province people feel yearning and curious.
Devout faith needs to come from the heart, and eventually this Power of Faith will gather in the Sun hanging above the world.
Dawn and the Sun are essentially the same person. If not for this, the world of South would have been in chaos, and the Church would have started a war in the entire world.
Therefore, when the Sun responded with the golden flame, it became... the authoritative side of the Church.
Yes, golden flames fell from the sky. On this day, on the day when the cold wind of Northlands blew all over Northwind Province, Marquis of Northwind arrogantly directed the believers of light in the process of building wonders.
Grandly, watched by countless people, a ray of golden flame fell from the Sun and fell into Marquis of Northwind's body.
On this day, Northwind Province was much warmer. Only Ryan, who was far away from Frozen Earth Territory, did not feel it.
And this is the real Miracle. A little flame can keep the vast land of the entire province warm for a whole day.
"Divine Grace!"
Countless people knelt on the ground, looking at Marquis of Northwind with blazing eyes. Even the nobles who came to watch the construction of the spectacle were shocked. They respected the supreme light with the etiquette of nobles.
Marquis of Northwind was trembling, and he was also surprised. He admitted that he originally built the miracle to prove and perform, and the light was just an excuse. The spectacle was never for Deities to see, but for people to see.
But now! He overturned all his thoughts and got rid of all the nonsense.
The wonder is the will of God of Light!
No one had a firmer belief than him. He obtained Divine Grace. This time it was no longer the Imperial House speculated by outsiders, but the real Divine Grace from the great light above his head.
boom!
Golden flames burned in the sky, and Marquis of Northwind stared indifferently at the civilians working below.
"All heretics who blaspheme the light will be burned to death by the great divine flames and fall into the deepest part of hell!"
His voice was not loud, but it echoed here without disappearing. The civilians below did not have much fear, but were more in awe, looking at Marquis of Northwind with fervor.
This is the deterrence brought by Deities, and it is also the pressure that Church of Dawn once put on all the kingdoms and empires on the continent.
Legendary can make history bumpy, but Deities is Eternity looking down.
The construction of the wonder went more smoothly, and Marquis of Northwind began to look different in the eyes of the nobles.
"It actually attracted Miracle?"
Frozen Earth Territory, Ryan got up and was a little shocked. He heard what happened in the distance. This is the real Miracle that cannot be falsified.
"Is it really God of Light?"
He looked up at the Sun in the sky, and for the first time he felt a little in awe of the existence that brought light to the world.
"That's not right. According to this, the existence that Church of Dawn believes in is also the same, but the name is different. The convergence of beliefs ultimately rests on Him. Recently, I haven't heard of Church of Dawn or Miracle."
"Is the faith of the entire the Church inferior to that of one Marquis of Northwind?"
The professional was defeated by the amateur. Ryan couldn't believe that Marquis of Northwind really had any religious beliefs.
The empire was spreading propaganda, so the Church got the news unusually fast.
Above Holy Mountain, the noble Pope and the bishops continued their anger for three days and three nights, smashing countless valuable objects.
"Why did that hypocrite get Divine Grace?!!!"
Pope was roaring and questioning Holy Mountain up and down, so the whole Holy Mountain was once again in a state of turmoil.
They don't care whether the empire's Light Pioneer got Divine Grace. What they care about is that what the Church didn't get was got by the other party.
The Church has never received the gift of Deities from such a small thing!
Pope Even without contacting cathedrals around the world, he could imagine the terrible impact this incident would have after it spread, and the serious consequences it would bring to Church of Dawn.
The empire made a very bad start, leaving South's kingdom, dukedom, and Earldoms ready to take action. If the Church hadn't been strong enough, the empire would definitely not have been the only territory to drive out the Church.
The great nobles who own the territory are already on shaky ground. When the Northwind Province incident spreads, I am afraid that some nobles have already made up their minds secretly.
It was just an insignificant flame, a flame that might not necessarily have any effect against Sky Knight, but it could burn the Church's majesty for many years. Many people would die, many the Church monks and nuns would die, and many missionaries and priests would die.
The flames burned not the heretics, but their Church of Dawn!
"I want to hold a sacrifice! Let Divine Grace fall, let Holy Son go to the battlefield, I want to see the victory of the war!"
Pope was roaring, and the terrifying pressure was even more intense than Dragons. This was true. Under Holy Mountain's feet, Dragons was crawling in fear, and there was a harsh sound of the collision of chains.
"Dawn's glory will never abandon its devout believers!"
Above Holy Mountain, in a certain church.
Archbishop Adriana was wearing a gorgeous Archbishop robe, covering up the unevenness on her body. She recited the glory of the Lord devoutly and listened to the angry roar coming from the top of the Holy Mountain.
"This is not the Lord's gift to Marquis of Northwind, but a punishment to us."
"The Church has stood at the top of the world for too long, and too many people have been corrupted up and down. We have slacked off the trust of the Lord, and we have forgotten why the Lord has the supreme glory."
"The flame is his punishment for the Church, and it is also a guide for our devout believers."
"He guides us to where we should go most, and He guides us to use the most useful way."
"Go... to fight Winter's Chill against Northlands."
"What the fire burns is cold, Dead Silence, darkness, and our enemy."
She whispered softly, and the holy light shrouded her body became more and more intense. Finally, the church was pierced by a beam of light. The beam of light fell from the sky and fell into golden flames. The flames turned into thousands of butterflies rippling around Adriana.
She finally walked out of the church. Behind her, the majestic and magnificent church was broken into pieces. Only the sculpture of Lord of Dawn stood under the Sun and Radiance, emitting a different light.
The first light of Dawn the next day.
Pope and Archbishop above Holy Mountain held sacrifices, and they recognized Divine Grace of Northwind Province, and then piously realized their mistakes, and they told the world that the ray of flame was not a gift from Deities, but a punishment from Lord of Dawn to the Church.
"They are pious and we are humble. We faithfully fulfill the Lord's will and spread the Lord's glory to every corner of the world."
In short, the Church told Lord of Dawn that they knew they were wrong, and then... reduced the impact of the empire's propaganda Divine Grace of Light by most of it.
"When will the Lord forgive us?"
Around Holy Mountain, countless believers were eagerly waiting to receive the flour distributed by Pope himself.
"Quickly."
Pope looked at the empire, looked in the direction of Northlands, and answered kindly, with a smile, and lovingly.
"All will know that the Lord forgives us."
Divine Grace in Northwind Province is like a circle of insignificant ripples, but with the help of the empire, the ripples are getting further and further away, becoming more and more like a stormy sea.
Andara Kingdom.
"The Church's faith is not exclusive?"
"Lord of Dawn, God of Light, are you punishing or diverting your attention?"
Among the royal family of Andara, Old King is not stupid, he thinks of all possibilities shrewdly.
"But if it was punishment, why did Divine Grace fall on members of the Empire Imperial House in this way?"
"Andara Kingdom, how should I choose?"
"No, MacReynolds is the most serious concern for the kingdom now. Ai, are you loyal to the royal family or to your inner desires?"
He asked, and then when he was thinking about reducing the Church's resources, the voice of the servant came from outside.
"Your Majesty, Pastor Soto greetings."
"It came so quickly."
Old King sneered, and then said:
"Let him in!"
The attendant did not leave, but continued:
"Your Majesty, Queen Leta will arrive at the royal city in half an hour."
"Leta Family's woman?"
Old King asked as his memory was not very good.
"Yes, among the concubines you choose, she will inherit the identity of Queen."
"Very good!"
Old King laughed, but his voice was a little hoarse.
"It seems that Leta has made a choice. He really sent his sister here and ordered him to send Witch Ghost Legion to the west and station Twin Cities."
The attendant accepted the order, but he still couldn't help but be sure, but he asked the question very cleverly, based on King's interests.
"When Your Majesty and Witch Ghost Legion pass through, your two manors will be affected. Those two manors will lose 600,000 Gold Coin."
Old King felt a little sore, but still said firmly:
"That's it."
Outside, footsteps could be heard, and the priest from the Church was approaching.
The attendant left, unable to help but feel helpless. He was talking about 600,000 Gold Coin, but rather, tens of thousands of slaves.
Grand Duke Leta has always been disliked in the kingdom, because it was an Otherworld royal family that Grand Duke McReynolds led Kingdom Army to conquer eighty years ago. He finally swore to abandon the glory and past of the royal family and became the Grand Duke of the Andara Kingdom. The Witch Ghost Legion in his hand was even more like Demons.
It is said that it is the product of Pan-Planar War's last struggle in that world, Deities, bloodthirsty and evil.
As the attendant was walking, he suddenly saw someone waiting for him in front of him. He wanted to change paths, but was stopped first.
"His Highness Hernan."
The attendant bowed bravely.
"Well, Mr. Mr., my future palace official, do you have any instructions from my father?"
"Your Majesty asked me to arrange the etiquette for Queen to enter the city."
"Well, let's do it."
When the attendant left, the young man with gloomy eyes clenched his fists.
"Why do you have to be promoted to Queen at this time? Do you still have that function?"
The young man was a little irritable.
"No, if Leta Family participates in the fight for the throne, I will be very passive."
"I have to get Leta Family's support in advance, if not..."
Old King of Andara was also very ambitious when he was young. He was determined to build Andara Kingdom into the most powerful kingdom outside the empire. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to his career, which can be described as wise.
But this also led to the fact that almost all of his children were born in old age. While they were in awe of their father's majesty, they were not so pious and fearful of King's identity.
Old King felt relieved at first, as if he had seen the next version of himself, but as time passed, he realized that every ability was too poor.
The powerful kingdom in his hands will weaken in the hands of his next generation, and the majesty of the royal family will not be able to adapt to more and greater rights because of his departure.
At this time, he began to regret that he had chosen two completely different paths from Grand Duke McReynolds.
Even at the end of his life, he was still unwilling to give in.
Equally unwilling, there is another person who once regarded each other as a confidant.
Grand Duke McReynolds.
"You know what? We two are very similar."
"Whether it's personality, ambition, or the way we handle things, we once put our political vision on paper and compared it with each other, and the results were all very similar."
"At that time, we all doubted whether the other person was our brother."
"So we really became brothers. We made the kingdom stronger, fought against the alien races of Northlands, resisted the empire and the Church, and suppressed the noble lands in the south."
"So I know that he will not be willing to suppress McReynolds Family and destroy Griffin Legion."
Next to Grand Duke McReynolds, the eldest son Otto squatted lazily on a stone, seemingly not listening to his father's words at all.
Grand Duke McReynolds was a little angry. He was very sure that this kid didn't listen at all.
Unlike the second son who didn't let himself worry at all, the eldest son deserved a beating too much.
"Otherwise, I can't learn from your brother!"
Otto finally responded.
"Father, my brother just listens to your words too much, so now he can't be high or low. No matter how powerful Space Magic is, he is not suitable. If he learns wind magic from you, he will still be Grand Mage, not to mention Saint Realm."
"Not long ago, he asked me for a Griffin to give away. Hey, if it's a Grand Mage, that Baron Ryan will definitely not dare to bully him."
"What do you know!"
MacReynolds waved his hand, and the strong wind swept Otto into the soil.
"I don't understand, so I think, father, if you are afraid that Old King is going to destroy our Griffin Legion, then you might as well act in advance."
"Let's cut him down and become the king of Andara."
Otto laughed, as if he was thinking freely.