Mage Lord: The Tech Tree is Skewed by Me

Antoria, Thornland Castle.

"Juan is back?"

Leon couldn't help but feel particularly surprised when he heard the news brought by Todd.

It only took three to five days from sending away the Lapluk envoy to Juan returning again.

After deducting the time spent traveling back and forth, there is only a handful of time left for mountain people to discuss and make decisions.

"It seems that the mountain people are really running out of food."

"Otherwise, there is no way he would have come back so quickly at the risk of being ripped off by us."

Sitting next to Leon, Aaron, the chief steward of the Thorn Territory, analyzed this.

"It's urgent, okay!"

"As long as the mountain people are really short of food, then the benefits that the Jimena family can get will naturally be greater." Leon chuckled.

Thinking of this, Leon looked at Todd not far away:

"Who else did Juan bring?"

"There is also the Andrew from last time, and an old man who looks very old. According to Juan, that man should be the priest of the Lapruk people."

priest!

Hearing this, Leon couldn't help but feel shocked.

Priest and mage are nothing more than two different names for the same profession given by the descendants of the ancestors and the Kingdom of Andal.

According to the information previously disclosed by Andrew during interrogation, the priests of the Lapluk people should be the actual leaders and decision-makers of the entire tribe.

This was only the second contact, and the priest came in person, which is enough to show that the mountain people attach great importance to this meeting.

"In addition, the Lapluk priest wants to meet with the Viscount alone." Todd added immediately.

"Can."

Leon nodded without hesitation.

There is no doubt that this is because the letter I sent played a role.

And this just shows that the Lapluk people, at least the priests of the Lapluk people, have a certain understanding of the land and past history on the other side of the mountains.

Otherwise, the place names such as Asgard and Arran mentioned in his letter will most likely be regarded as the soliloquy of a mad lord.

"Lord Viscount..."

Aaron's eyes were slightly worried, and when he was about to persuade, he heard that his lord had already made arrangements.

"In that case, let's arrange a dinner tonight, and I will personally entertain this priest who has come from afar."

Leon made a decision immediately.

"yes."

Everyone present should claim that it is.

Although Aaron was a little worried, he could only ask Todd to send more people around the castle.

In his opinion, if the mountain people can live in the mountains of Antolia for generations, they will definitely not be easy to get along with, and it is possible that there are some means to suppress the situation.

However this time,

Aaron was obviously worried too much.

As night falls, the bright moonlight covers the thorn collar with a hazy veil.

Leon finally met the Lapruk priest in the banquet hall.

Compared with the mountain people who seemed to have well-developed limbs and simple minds, the priest in front of him looked more like an old and knowledgeable wise man.

"Your Excellency, Viscount Antolia."

Although he was quite old, the priest in front of him still gave Leon respect that was completely beyond the standard standards.

"You are being too polite."

Leon did not dare to let the seventy-year-old man salute him, so he quickly stepped forward and carefully helped him to the long oak table.

"Lord Viscount, in your letter..."

Before he could sit down, the priest asked with some urgency.

At this moment,

The priest of the Lapluk people, Farat only has one question in his mind, and that is whether the words Leon wrote in the letter are true or false!

As for the sumptuous food on the table and the luxurious decorations around it, even though the priest's stomach was already empty, these were still insignificant in his heart.

"No hurry, no rush."

Leon waved his hands repeatedly, and then personally poured the best wine from Antolia for the priest.

"With the limited location of Antolia, this is already the best food in this land."

Leon said with a smile, but his next words made the priest sitting on the other side of the long table tremble:

"As for what is written in the letter, it is not a condition specifically for the Lapluk people, nor is it a rhetoric to induce you to come in person, but the future plan of the Thorn Territory."

"What's the meaning?"

The priest was stunned for a moment, then asked quickly.

"On the other side of the mountains is not only a vast land, but also a country created by our ancestors in the past thousands of years. Therefore, in my opinion, the future of Antolia does not lie in the Andal Kingdom, but in the other side of the mountains."

"No matter what decision the Lapruk people make, it will not affect the future planning of the Thorn Territory."

"How do you know this?"

Could it be said that I am a time traveler? Have a golden finger?

Of course this won't work!

But fortunately, Leon had already prepared the draft and said in a deep voice:

"My father, Arthur Jimena, once told me about the past of the ancestors and the glory of Asgard."

"Due to the passage of time, the connection between the Jimena family and Asgard has long been lost, but the family's secret vault still contains books from thousands of years ago."

"It is precisely because of this that when I saw the totem on Andrew's body, I realized that the heritage of the Lapluk people has also not been cut off."

Leon's explanation is not perfect, but it makes sense.

after all,

This is history from thousands of years ago.

Even the Lapluk people themselves may not be able to fully understand this.

"Asgard..."

The priest smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "The land on the other side of the mountain range has long been shrouded in black mist. Just standing on the edge of the black mist can feel the boundless oppression and terror. It is not easy to step into that land. ?”

"What if the black fog disappears?"

Leon didn't answer, just asked his own question.

As far as I know now, there are two ways to dispel the black fog.

One of them is to let a sufficient number of shadow monsters devour the black mist to their heart's content.

There is much more to it than that!

The Lapluk people, who are currently facing famine, are the most likely to believe in themselves. If they cannot bring this group of mountain people under their command at this time, it will probably be even more difficult in the future.

"Dispel the black fog..."

"Do you know how to dispel the black mist?!"

Fast's eyes were fixed on Leon's face, as if he wanted to see something from Leon's expression.

But Leon only looked at him with a half-smile from beginning to end.

At this moment,

The old priest stood at a fork in the road that determined the tribe's fate.

He was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind:

"Within three years, if you can lead the Lapruk people back to the other side of the mountains, then the Lapluk people will become your most loyal subjects."

"I will."

"Then... Fast Lapluck, I would like to pledge my allegiance to you."

The priest took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

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