Don't call me evil god

Let's talk about two things.

Prince Fradin.

Because there was no invitation, the banquet had nothing to do with them, so after Gael, Dolan and Brandon followed the prince into the Monger Manor, Fradin took them to a place he was more familiar with.

"Come here! I think this is the most interesting place in the whole manor!"

Prince Fradin took the three of them to a huge oval stone building with ease.

"Grandpa Rune built an arena in the manor. Every once in a while, he would recruit gladiators and let them fight the imprisoned monsters inside."

"The winners who performed well here and successfully eliminated the monsters are very popular with the mercenary groups outside. Some teams are willing to extend olive branches to them and welcome them to join!"

After saying that, Fradin smacked his lips with regret.

"It's a pity that Grandpa Rune doesn't want me to sign up for the gladiatorial contest, otherwise I could have shown my skills there."

"I've watched the battles of those gladiators who were recruited. Most of them are not as skilled as I am in combat skills, their weapons and equipment are much worse than mine, and their combat skills are average, very average."

"If it were me, I would definitely do much better than them!"

Gail was sweating profusely after hearing this.

Who would dare to let Prince Fradin participate in the duel?

The opponent is an irrational monster, not a real person who knows how to stop.

Even if the protection is so strict, if something unexpected happens, Prince Fradin will be in trouble, which will be a huge trouble for the Kingdom of Reyak!

The royal bloodline of the surname "Mokred" is not sure whether it is too noble, so it is difficult to give birth to offspring, especially male offspring.

His Majesty Kenredin has only Fradin as his son. Going back, Kenredin himself and Kenredin's father are also only children.

The struggle for power and succession among ordinary noble families almost never happens in the royal family.

Because there is no competition at all.

It has been a single-line inheritance for several generations.

As soon as His Majesty Kenredin succeeded to the throne, he faced the dangerous situation of the red tide of monsters. When he went to the battlefield to guard the defense line, many people were sweating in their hearts.

If he was unfortunately contaminated into a monster in the battle, the royal bloodline would be cut off.

"The chosen heir" is not an exaggeration. On the day Prince Fradin was born, the entire Kingdom of Reyak breathed a sigh of relief, because it meant that the kingdom finally had a successor.

Gail didn't know what His Majesty Kenredin thought, but if he was in His Majesty Kenredin's position, his biggest request to Fradin should be to live safely until he succeeded to the throne.

If possible, it would be best to make an effort before that to complete the continuation of the bloodline.

Don't even think about fighting monsters or going to the battlefield.

Stop Fradin from trying anything risky.

Especially those related to the void!

There are ways to rescue people who are assassinated and killed, and in the worst case, they can be brought back by the [Great Resurrection Spell] of the Glorious God Cult.

But if they are contaminated and transformed by evil gods and monsters, then there is really no hope.

Prince Fradin obviously has no self-knowledge, and he is still explaining to Gale and the others regretfully:

"It seems that there are no gladiator matches recently, so you won't see any exciting scenes today."

Then he turned with interest to another large square stone building next to the arena.

"Here! Follow me!"

Following Fradin's steps into the interior of the building, there is an extremely spacious open-air hall.

"Wow?!"

"Wow!"

"Oh!"

When Gale and the others saw the things on the ground in the hall, they exclaimed.

A huge terrain sand table.

The length and width reached an astonishing scale of 50 meters.

And looking at the splicing structure left at the edge, this sand table can obviously be temporarily expanded by splicing new components.

Gale was the first to react as he observed the undulating hills, winding rivers, dense forests, flat farmland, and the houses, castles, churches, wizard towers, and city walls arranged in sequence on the sand table.

He had seen similar scenes on the Golden Tide Windbreaker airship. This was clearly a replica of the terrain of the capital Starosh plus a small part of the sheltered plains area!

If he looked carefully, Gale could even find the Monger Manor in the new city area of ​​the capital.

The originally huge manor was reduced to the size of a palm when it was reduced to this sand table, which looked quite miniature.

Prince Fradin introduced enthusiastically:

"Sand table simulation!"

"There are two rooms next to it, with a sand table slightly smaller than this one, where you can simulate a monster attack on the capital, how to use the limited power in your hands to defend the capital, and at the same time protect as many farmers and farmland as possible living on the sheltered plains!"

"By the way, I have a 100% winning rate here so far. Even if it is the scale of the monster red tide that my father went to the border to guard the defense line in 27 years, under my perfect command, I still successfully defended the capital!"

"And I saved 80% of the farmers in that simulation. After the war, it took only 3 months to purify the sheltered plains and dispel the pollution caused by the monster invasion!"

Gail was shocked.

He had to admit that when it came to sand table simulation, it was indeed his knowledge blind spot.

His level in this area is comparable to that of Brandon.

He has rich experience in leading a team to hunt monsters.

But how about coordinating the power of an entire city?

Whether it was Ceylon Eternal Night or Guarding the Stone Castle, he was responsible for direct combat in both incidents.

He really has no skills in commanding.

Moreover, sand table simulation, let alone ordinary people, even someone like Gale who comes from an aristocratic family, has never had the opportunity to come into contact with it.

It costs a lot of money just to build such a large and detailed sand table.

In order to complete a simulation, a lot of people need to be arranged to help place the chess pieces representing the enemy and me, and to perform verification and simulation.

In short, ordinary people are not worthy of contact at all.

Prince Fradin can not only come into contact with it, but can even treat it as a daily entertainment activity.

Perhaps this is the difference brought by birth.

"Would you like to try it?" Prince Vladin excitedly invited Gale, Dolan and Brandon: "This place can not only be used to simulate the situation in the capital, allowing people to adjust the structure of the sand table, but also to simulate the border terrain over there in Ceylon!"

"We can work together to deduce the situation when resisting the monster red tide, which can just be used for next year... eh?"

Just as he was halfway through his words, Prince Vladin suddenly exclaimed.

Because he was attracted by the sudden lighting of the monster arena.

"What's going on?"

"Why is the arena suddenly open?!"

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