Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

On the contrary, the shock in Onik's heart was lighter than that of Windsor.

The moment he heard Pim say that Richard was Qingqiu, he believed it without reservation.

With the magic of Twilight City, it seems that the opponent is Qingqiu who is more in line with his expectations.

There is a feeling in my heart that it should be so.

That's His Excellency Richard, he is the strongest among the Grace Lords, isn't this normal?

Turning her head to look at Windsor who hadn't recovered yet, an inexplicable sense of pride rose in her heart.

Even the great Lord Pym recognized His Excellency Richard in such a short period of time, and sure enough, his vision is still so good.

After returning to her senses, Windsor's eyes were a little complicated.

No wonder Rebecca would give Zi Roland Manor to the other party. If the other party is Qingqiu, then everything seems to make sense...

The price of investing in a charismatic lord with unlimited potential is not expensive.

But what she didn't know was that when Rebecca made this decision, she didn't know the relationship between Richard and Qingqiu.

It can only be attributed to the extraordinary eyesight of the grand duke and eldest daughter.

At this moment, Rebecca, who has the victory gem in her hand, has obviously gotten the best benefits.

Suppressing the subtle emotions in her heart, Windsor said slowly.

"Teacher, have you given the task of exploring the temple to Sir Richard?"

Pim said disapprovingly.

"I've sent out missions to dozens of Lords of God's Favor. One more is not too many, and one less is not less..."

He paused while speaking.

"There is no better way."

Only the Lord of Favor can enter that weird temple, and he can't use his strength.

Windsor said slowly.

"Teacher, the Solan Chamber of Commerce is already doing its best to cultivate the Lord of Grace...but what is certain now is that the method of donating the lairs and resources of the Lord of God's arms for free will not work, and they will not be able to enter the temple."

"The rules inside are really mysterious."

Pym smiled.

"If it was that easy, it wouldn't have taken me ten years to find my way into it."

"You don't have to worry too much, you can live for another three months, and you've earned it."

Looking at the old man with the same personality as before, Windsor said with some distress.

"Teacher, you will be fine. I believe His Excellency Richard will be able to create miracles...he is Qingqiu."

The person's name, the tree's shadow, and Richard's Legendary blessing, the experience of the two dungeons has been highly disseminated through the players.

Knowing his past brilliant achievements, the trust in his heart is naturally different from usual.

This is not comparable to Onick's singing of praises.

There was some memory in Pim's vicissitudes of eyes.

"I've lived long enough..."

"In the past ten years, countless failures have made me mentally prepared for the final result."

As he spoke, he looked towards Windsor with some expectation.

"If no one succeeds after three months... Crimson Moon will be under your control."

"The power I have spent countless efforts to build carries the ultimate dream, and I don't want it to decline."

"With your ability, you will surely rejuvenate the crimson moon."

"Windsor."

"Soran City is still too small, and it restricts your ability."

"The world is your stage."

The moment the voice fell, a mysterious figure wearing a Black cloak slowly appeared behind Pimqi.

Seeing this, Onick and Windsor looked normal, as if Sikong was used to it.

The figure hidden in the hood said softly with a somewhat unknown meaning.

"President Windsor, the Crimson Moon is entrusted to you. It is not only Mr. Pim's idea, but also the unanimous opinion of the elders."

"Apart from Lord Pim, only you are qualified to lead the Crimson Moon."

Windsor shook her head firmly.

"No, the teacher will be fine! Crimson Moon can only be led by the teacher, and no one can replace the teacher."

Pim's old face showed a bit of emotion.

"Windsor, I know what you mean, but people will always die, and the cycle of life is the most fundamental rule of the world."

"Even if I get the heart of a god, there will be a day when my soul will fail."

"Crimson Moon, no matter what, must have an heir."

He narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

"In the past ten years, the crimson moon has been silent for too long."

"The believers of the gods seem to have forgotten our existence."

"It's also time to let those aloof gods fall into fear."

"I have planned for ten years. This time, no one will be able to stop the rise of the crimson moon."

"Windsor, you must take over."

Windsor stared at the unquestionable Pim, and didn't speak for a long time...

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On the bustling streets of Solan City, a carriage embroidered with aristocratic coat of arms was rapidly heading towards Purple Roland Manor.

When the soldiers patrolling the streets saw the eye-catching pattern on the carriage, no matter what they were doing, they would immediately stop, clench their fists with five fingers, and hammer their chests in a military salute.

Passing carriages and pedestrians, as long as they meet that carriage, they will stop immediately and get out of the way.

Even above the sky, there are several squadrons of Pegasus knights cruising above the carriage, always keeping an eye on the movement below.

Once in danger, they will burst into a thunderous blow.

All this is because this carriage belongs to the only heir of Grand Duke Soran - Chris Solan.

The most honorable person in the entire Solan City.

The travel of the other party will be under the strictest protection at any time.

In the carriage at this time, Chris looked out the window angrily and muttered.

"Jasmine, tell me, why did Rebecca give the Purple Roland Manor to the Lord of Grace? Was she cheated?"

The maid on the side shook her head.

"Your Highness, there must be a reason for Miss Rebecca to do this. It must be something special about the Grace Lord."

Chris didn't believe it.

"Rebecca is the eldest daughter of the Grand Duke. How can that lord of grace be compared to the descendants of those high-ranking nobles in the Ice and Snow Empire? I have never seen Rebecca gifting manors to other people!"

"What happened this time is a bit weird...I helped her arrange the manor at the beginning."

Speaking of this, she was angry, and she spent more than a month back and forth.

How can she give her heart and blood to the Lord of Divine Grace?

No, Rebecca must change her mind.

It's not easy for the maid to say anything. Chris can say this, but she can't.

Fortunately, the carriage arrived at Zi Roland Manor very quickly, and the maid was not embarrassed.

Chris hurried in and went straight to the main hall.

At this time, only Rebecca was in the main hall.

After turning her head for a few glances but not finding the Lord of Grace, Chris walked over to Rebecca and sat down. He stared at her rather dissatisfied.

"Why didn't you find me when you came back?!"

Rebecca smiled, put her arms around the girl's arm, and pinched her face.

"Isn't it too late? I had a whole day's rest yesterday, and today I went to the black market with Mr. Richard..."

The relationship between the two was established when the king was studying in the capital, and it can be called close.

It's okay if you don't mention Richard, but if you mention Chris, you will get angry.

His eyes widened and he exclaimed angrily.

"Sister Windsor said, you want to give the Purple Roland Manor to the Lord of Grace?"

Rebecca nodded of course.

"yes."

After speaking, he looked at her puzzled.

"Any questions?"

The other party even gave her such a treasure as the victory gem. It's just a manor. Can it compare to the victory gem that can summon the goddess?

Thinking of Richard's actions without the slightest hesitation before, with a sweet smile on his face, and the feeling of being trusted, it's great.

And, that's Lord Richard...

Seeing that Rebecca didn't realize her mistake at all, Chris said bitterly.

"I worked hard for more than a month to decorate this manor for you. You just gave it away? Are you worthy of my hard work? I have never seen you do such a thing to other descendants of nobles... "

"Did that divine lord cast dark magic on you? Otherwise, why would you even give away the only manor!"

"No, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion, my father will definitely be able to crack it..."

Rebecca couldn't laugh or cry.

"Chris, I offered to give it to Sir Richard."

"The blood of the Frostwolf family will not be affected by magic."

Said eyes sparkling.

"Besides, by giving the manor to His Excellency Richard, after all, I still earned it."

Chrissy is going crazy.

"You still make money? I think you are stupid..."

"It's just a lord of divine favor. Even if that guy Onik is advocating how extraordinary the opponent's territory is all day long, he can't make you think so highly of him, right?"

"You just went to that guy's territory, how did it change so much?"

"Did I leave my brain in the desert and didn't bring it back? Or was the sandstorm so severe that sand got into my brain..."

Rebecca is the eldest daughter of the grand duke, how could she have such an attitude towards a charismatic lord?

It's too abnormal to give it away at the only foothold in Solan City.

Doesn't she know who Lord Grace is?

As long as those guys have interests, they will move forward. In the past few months, there have been eight thousand people who want to get close to her.

There were even some who wanted to woo her... Gods, the thought of those guys' lewd eyes made her sick.

Dealing with those Lords of Grace is a nightmare.

All kinds of encounters really made her not very fond of Lord God.

When Rebecca heard this, she realized that Chris seemed to have a lot of misunderstandings about Richard.

The smile was restrained at the moment, and the tone was a little solemn.

"Chris, His Excellency Richard is not comparable to the Lord of Common Grace...he is the most special."

Looking at Rebecca is still obsessed.

Chris couldn't sit still, and said bitterly.

"The most special? How special can it be?"

"If you give the manor to Qingqiu, the strongest of the charismatic lords, it can still be explained. If you can ascend to the throne from the competition of 20 billion people, you still deserve this gift."

"But that Richard, just a little lord in the desert, even if there is such a treasure as the Flame Dragon Rabbit, is he worthy of your attention?"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, Rebecca frowned. Others said she was fine, but belittling Richard so much made her quite dissatisfied.

The voice said coldly.

"Chris, you are right. So, I gave the Purple Roland Manor to Qingqiu, that is, His Excellency Richard. Is there any problem?"

Chris's indignant expression froze immediately.

He looked at her in astonishment.

"He, he is Qingqiu?!!"

Although he didn't take much notice of the Lord of Favor, it was only a month since the last time 20 billion Lords of God's Favor went to perform the task of God together and disappeared at the same time.

The famous name of Qingqiu is at the right time.

Rebecca nodded slowly, just about to say something.

At this time, Ke Lie entered the room through the side door with an excited expression on his face. Because of the angle, he didn't see Chris.

He said loudly as he walked.

"Miss, I have passed the news of your acquisition of the victory gem back to the family. The Grand Duke has already known about it, and he is full of praise for you."

The tone became more and more excited.

"Praise Sir Richard!! This is a victory gem!! Goddess of Ice and Snow, you must be looking after us!"

"Miss, we can know Sir Richard, it must be the goddess who is guiding us!"

"Who would have thought that such a rare treasure as the Victory Gem would be in the hands of Lord Richard!!"

"Come to the desert this time, it is simply the wisest decision!"

After Kelie was excited, he saw Chris, swallowed the rest of the words, and immediately saluted.

"Good day, Your Highness Chris..."

I didn't feel too much strange in my heart. The relationship between Chris and Rebecca was very close, and it was not a big deal for her to know the news.

Moreover, with the strength and status of Grand Duke Soran, Chris would not peep at a gem.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener was interested. Chris stood up abruptly and looked at Rebecca in disbelief.

"Victory Gem?! You got the Victory Gem that can summon the gods and goddesses to descend?!"

Rebecca seemed to think of something, her eyes bent into crescents and she nodded, saying casually.

"Well, that's right, it's the victory gem... Your Excellency Richard got it by accident before, and gave it to me this morning."

As he spoke, he opened his palms, and in the blink of an eye, a gemstone exuding strong fluctuations in magic power appeared in his palms.

Feeling the majestic energy, Chris's eyes widened.

The clarity in my heart is extraordinarily complicated at this time.

The expression is even more wonderful.

She thought that Rebecca was cheated to give away the only manor in Solan City, but now it seems that she was cheated.

This is obviously a big deal.

This is the Gemstone of Victory, its Preciousness cannot be described in words.

This is especially true for the top powerhouses above Legendary.

Because you can see the goddess of victory through this gem! !

That is a god!

If you can get a few reminders or get some insights after the other party arrives, then it is not impossible to go further.

This has been recorded in ancient books. There was once a Legendary strongman who used the victory gem to summon a goddess, and became a demigod after being reminded.

Now, the treasure of this level was given to Rebecca directly by the lord of grace.

This brought intense envy to her eyes... She wanted it too.

Blinking his big eyes, he looked at Rebecca pitifully.

"Ahem, Rebecca, where is that Sir Richard...can you introduce me?"