If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

Lysa's spells can be used most effectively on full-moon nights.

The night of the second day happened to be a full-moon night.

She used the moonstone to draw some power from the moonlight and then amplified Gweil.

Roman had excellent eyesight and could vaguely see a very faint luster from the bodies of the two, like moonlight.

Lysa's performance also made Roman nod secretly, which increased Gweil's spell effect by about one-third.

From 1 acre to 1.3 acres, this efficiency is considerable.

After all, she is just a low-level witch.

Roman will wait and see if he can fish her out of the pool and upgrade her level in the future.

The stronger Lysa's innate spells are, the better, and it is best to turn them into common spells.

Or in other words, most common spells come from this way.

Witches have a relatively complete spell system.

There are dozens of common spells alone.

A mid-level witch only needs to master a dozen common spells.

These common spells were all the innate spells of some witches at the beginning.

Any system is built from scratch.

For example, a witch awakened, and her innate spell was mental shock.

She tried to pass this spell to other witches, but found that other witches did not have such a strong talent as hers, so she had to lower the threshold for casting and improve the spell.

Finally, a universal spell was formed.

For the awakened witch, mental shock was instinctive. She could use it with just a blink of an eyelid, and it was extremely powerful.

But other witches had to learn the Alpha Seal first, increase the success rate through hand seals, keep trying, keep failing, and slowly master it until they can cast spells without hand seals, and then they can truly master this spell.

This is the inheritance of civilization, passing on the torch.

Even if all the witches in the Witch Forest die one day, the witches born in the future can slowly become stronger if they have this knowledge.

But the Church regards it as taboo knowledge and wants to destroy it at all costs.

...

"Your Highness Roman, you may not know that there is an evil witch hiding here, but the eyes of the Holy See can see through everything. Your Highness, please assist us in our search. Once we find the witch, we will definitely regard you as a righteous disciple. And the gift of the gods."

The priest in front of him said so.

But Roman was not interested in this.

The Pope tried to negotiate with him, saying that he knew nothing and was kept in the dark. As long as he handed over the witch, the King of the Valley would be forgiven by the gods, and the past grievances would be written off, and he would get a large amount of money.

The identity of a righteous disciple is also a special claim.

In the world of gods, with this claim, he can go anywhere without obstacles, and the doors of churches and monasteries everywhere will be open to him.

Roman sat lazily on the chair. He did not answer the priest's words. Seeing a figure passing by, he shouted: "Gweil, come here."

"Roman, what's wrong?" She came over, and the King of the Valley said to the priest.

The priest's pupils suddenly shrank, and his hands trembled as he took out the amethyst from his arms. He saw that the inside of the flawless crystal was actually full of clouds and mist, and it was like countless palms changing.

Then, the amethyst changed again.

Lisa came over, and the amethyst began to shine silver.

He looked at the scene in front of him and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The King of the Valley picked up Gweil and sat her on his lap, kissed her on the cheek, and then turned to look at the priest, "Is she the witch you are talking about?"

The priest staggered back two steps and almost fell on his butt.

At this time, more footsteps were heard.

"Oh, why is there a missionary here?"

"Your Highness, I'm so scared."

"We won't cause you any trouble here, will we?"

"Will he burn us to death?"

Those witches who were evil, terrifying, and incarnations of the devil in the eyes of the priest laughed and passed by him half in surprise and half in mockery.

The priest's brain was buzzing for a moment, and he felt that he had strayed into a devil's den.

"I will report it to the Holy See! I will report it to all believers!"

He said loudly,

"You will be punished by the gods!"

"Then let the gods come to punish me!"

The King of the Valley sat on the throne with a strong face, thick hair draped over his shoulders, and fiery red eyes. His movements were very relaxed and his posture was very calm, like a young adult lion. His behavior contained domineering and confidence. One hand was on the armrest, and the other hand was around the witch's waist. The latter leaned on him like a deer, and an unspeakable power came over him, suffocating.

...

July in early autumn.

It is an ordinary season, and it is also a very convenient season to send troops.

Duke Gale Cracked Armor and Pirate King Alex were preparing for the final battle on the northern front. The former had been defeated repeatedly, and his army was routed several times, but he regrouped. Now this was his last battle with the pirates. If he failed, the Black Iron Land would lose the entire northern battlefield, and the pirates would be able to take advantage of the situation to approach the heart of the Black Iron Land.

It was also at this time that many birds flew from the monastery to the distant Holy City.

A few days later, more birds flew from the Holy City to the entire world of the gods.

It was like a stone falling into a dark well, and the ripples would not subside for a long time.

This was a great shock to the world of the gods.

A canonized Black Iron Lord, a Conqueror Lord, blatantly sheltered the evil witch and the witch who was wreaking havoc on the Holy City.

The Guardian of the Gods called the Guardian of the Valley a "blasphemer"!

All the believers believed that the arrogant young king was courting his own destruction.

When the Grand Duke of the Split Armor was powerless, the Grand Duke of the Wrath secretly acquiesced, and the Grand Duke of the Oak watched coldly, the world of the gods, which had been separated for a hundred years, was fully operational.

All the believers believed that they would launch a holy war that would go down in history.

Spread the glory of the gods and completely push theocracy to the supreme position, and those arrogant secular nobles and kings would tremble and be terrified, and finally kneel down under the glory of the gods.

The Church and the nobles close to the Church organized a 20,000-scale holy war army to attack the blasphemer Roman.

It was not the regular holy war army that took the lead in the first battle with the blasphemer.

Instead, several priests from the outside world heard about this and privately organized a group of wild believers.

Fight for the gods and vow to take off the head of the blasphemer!

For such fanatics, Roman also gave considerable respect.

He ordered his men to chop off the heads of the leaders, captured nearly 3,000 people, and 70 to 80 rotten boats - these people were so poor that some of the boats even had a few skinny sheep. It was unclear whether they were moving or coming to fight.

"How dare they do that?" Roman sighed.

Was it because he couldn't lift the knife anymore, or were these idiots getting cocky?

After seeing their general situation, he didn't attack them halfway across the river. He waited until they all landed before ordering the army to capture them.

It is said that this is not their full scale, and there are still several thousand people behind them.

It's just that there are no boats, so they can't come over.

Roman felt sorry.

Treating prisoners of war is not as simple as treating slaves.

Now food is scarce, slaves have two meals a day, and prisoners of war only need one meal a day.

Moreover, Roman can let them do special jobs without any guilt - such as miners and mine blasters, and those who don't cooperate will be hanged.

By mid-July, the response of the Holy See can be called rapid.

Even so, the regular punitive army will not arrive until next month.