Mountain and Forest Kingdom

Yongye, which is loved by children, is coming soon. When it comes to Yongye, there is no need to work, study or do homework. It is necessary to sleep, eat and sleep every day.

Before the arrival of the eternal night, the meritorious nobles of the Ice Land began to arrive at the feet of the great prophet one after another and lived in the increasingly aristocratic city of Pumixiu Town.

If noble men from all over the country gathered in Phumexiu Town, there would be no room for them.

Most of the people were arranged to go to the port of Durm and the expanded city of Chur. Some women took their children to live in the monastery, and some were given the opportunity to go to Oak City.

Merchants and nobles from all over the world also gathered at the Ice Port to receive the prophet's blessing and use the prophet's great power to bless the ships so that each large ship could run for a few more years.

Lawrence did not rest at home. At this time, he was eating and chatting with a group of nobles in the palace at Dumu Port.

"Prophet, I used the cannonballs I bought from you to shoot the pirates who wanted to get close to us to pieces! Hahahaha!"

A military nobleman said something happy loudly.

The nearby nobles were not far behind, "Me too, I used the cannonballs I bought from the prophet to kill the whales in the sea!!"

"Since we have the weapons given to us by the prophet, my manor no longer has to worry about attacks by thugs. I will buy five more boxes of cannonballs when I go back this time!"

"Me too!"

"There is also fine wine and white paper. The white paper here is smoother than a woman's body!"

"I want to stay in this god-given land for a while. The winter here is as warm as summer, much more comfortable than the damn summer!"

Lawrence listened to the shouts of these people with a faint smile on his face.

Not only a few western countries, but also many nobles from the south came. The Duke of Pig Trotter City also spent the winter in Dumu Port this year.

Winters here are pleasant for the most part.

The workers burned the boilers vigorously, and hot water pipes were installed in the newly built palaces.

When you come in, you will find that there are two different worlds here and outside. It is so hot that you want to take off your clothes.

For people in this era, this kind of warmth is a very luxurious enjoyment.

A very simple boiler is not something that anyone can copy. There are so many things involved, and it may take many years to copy it relying on the wisdom of those nobles.

Plenty of iron, plenty of fuel, and the technology to process iron into corresponding pipes.

Lawrence listened to the drunken talk of a group of drunkards and drank his own wine quietly.

The drunkards chatted with each other about their own topics and communicated with nearby nobles in the language of their hometown or the language here.

Lawrence planned to leave when he was done drinking. This kind of event happens every year and he has long been used to it.

While drinking wine, eating side dishes and watching the singing and dancing performances of foreign students from all over the venue, a man in armor stood up from his seat.

He was tall but inconspicuous here, and people nearby thought he was going to the toilet.

It wasn't until the man walked into the field and stood looking at Lawrence that the nearby voices began to quiet down.

The drunkards and the nobles who were chatting about business noticed something. After looking around, they found the source of the anomaly.

Lawrence put down his glass and looked at the man in front of him.

The man pointed directly at Lawrence.

"Prophet of the Ice Land, others say you are the most powerful man here, but I don't believe it. I, Kuru, want to challenge you! Prove my strength to the entire Kojako Kingdom!"

Lawrence raised his hand to signal the female guards and warriors around him not to interfere.

"Yes, I accept the brave man's challenge."

Lawrence stood up from his seat, the first time in more than a decade that was inevitable.

In this barbaric era, it is common for the inferior to challenge the superior, which is a part of natural replacement.

Those without strength will be pushed off the throne by those with strength, and the weak will be devoured by those who are strong. This is the rule of this world.

After Lawrence's body stood up, his eyes that were restrained because he was unwilling to hurt others emitted a light that stung his eyes.

When Lawrence took off his cloak and fur and threw it on the head of the female guard aside, everyone also saw his extremely oppressive and perfect body.

Kulu saw the strong courage Lawrence showed after standing up, and then watched him pick up a broad-bladed long sword from the hands of a nearby warrior.

The two people's eyes met again, and Lawrence was no longer the young man who only knew how to drink with his head down and always smile like a good old man.

He is a warrior now!

Lawrence held the hilt of the sword with one hand, looked at the man with free hands, and said to the soldier next to him: "Give him a weapon."

The soldiers had seen Lawrence's strength and threw the stainless steel sword directly at Kuru.

When Kuru, who was wearing armor, saw the sword coming over, he did not catch it, but looked at Lawrence with a fearful expression.

Lawrence looked very young, in his youth, while Kulu looked thirty or forty years old, already in his prime.

Kuru, who was wearing knight armor, did not pick up his weapon. When the nobles around him saw this scene, they all laughed.

"Haha! Cowardly brat!"

"Come on! Pick up the weapon!"

"Take up arms, coward! Coward!"

"Cowardly fellow, hurry up and pick up your weapons and complete the sacred battle!"

"Wash your mouth clean with your blood!"

"After you die, I will stuff your head into your ass! Coward!"

No matter how much the people around him ridiculed him, Kuru never dared to pick up a weapon, let alone fight Lawrence.

The instinct of a warrior told him that if he launched an attack, he would definitely die!

Lawrence waited for a minute, seeing that the man still refused to take a step forward or pick up the weapon.

"A boring battle." Lawrence handed the sword to the female warrior beside him. The female warrior caught the sword with both hands, and another female swordsman came over with the scabbard and tried to sheath the sword.

Kuru thought he was safe and said hurriedly: "Great Prophet, I apologize to you for my stupidity."

Lawrence didn't speak to him and quickly walked towards the palace.

After Lawrence left, a wizard stood up and pointed at Kuru.

Those present quickly saw Kulu's death. His head and neck were separated, and the hot blood rushed to the ceiling like a whale's water column.

The human wizard who took action looked at these humans with a sneer, "Anyone here can kill all of you, let alone the strongest king here!"

"The king's kindness is not unlimited. If you want to provoke the powerful king, this is what you will end up with!"

Kuru's death did not scare anyone, everyone thought he deserved to die.

Lawrence's strength once again deepened the impression in everyone's mind.

The king who can rule the land of ice, the man who can rule a large group of wizards, the man who can conquer the entire elves alone, and capture the noble elf queen as a female slave, must be the strongest man in the world! (End of chapter)