My summons are weird

Chapter 934 929. Heart of Morning

"Chuma Edney...who is it?"

Bass, who was reminiscing about the past with Orkus until midnight, was unable to sleep well. The wind blowing by Lulu close to his ears woke him up, and a name that was a bit unfamiliar but seemed to have been heard somewhere floated in. Chaos in my mind.

He didn't take it seriously and kissed Lulu's face subconsciously. He yawned and was about to get breakfast for her and Sierra so that they could continue to sleep.

A book was raised above Lulu's head.

""Meira Continent Races and Monsters Manual"..." Lu Yu's sleepiness disappeared a little, "The same Edni? Immortal species?"

He didn't expect that the original author was still alive.

"No, no, no, Edney is an academic master." Lulu considered, "Since the first book was written six hundred years ago, the family has been based on this, and most of Edney's subsequent descendants have dealt with him."

"Are you coming to Chenxi Leader to ask for knowledge?"

Lu Yu was a little impatient. Although six hundred years ago, Edney promoted the compilation of many popular science books such as the "Handbook of Races and Monsters of Mela Continent", "Atlas of Plant Monsters of Mela Continent", etc., which indirectly benefited many people who had just set foot on the continent. A person who follows the path of a magician, but who knows the virtues of his descendants?

After taking a bath, Sera wiped her wet silver-white hair and walked out of the bathroom. After "politely" declining Lu Yu's responsibility to wipe it on her behalf, she said, "I just want to talk to you about this."

Milai's contact arrived early in the morning, explaining the reason for Chuma Edney's visit to the Dawn Territory - Xiu Shi.

After the magic wave ended 600 years ago, Edney was invited by the three emperors of Sligo, Codzon and Solon to gather Mera scholars to organize and rescue the Melias classics that were damaged and lost in natural disasters. This rescue and rubbing work gradually evolved into a historical record in the middle stage.

Disasters and magic waves hit at the same time, and the huge turmoil caused the order of Mela to completely collapse. If the descriptions of survivors from all sides cannot be collected and compared as soon as possible after the war, then the passage of time will lead to memory deviations. If not, this history would be full of ambiguities.

Adni has accomplished this huge project brilliantly. Although some scholars often say that he modified some unspeakable black history for the three countries by using his books to avoid excessive censorship by the three countries and facilitate circulation, but...

To this day, if you want to understand everything that happened six hundred years ago, the original copy compiled by Edney in the royal libraries of Solon, Sligo, and Coldzon is still the best choice.

Although the magic wave has not yet ended, due to the sudden rise of the Dawn Territory, the entire western side of Mela, except for the Colosseum-like Codezon, has entered the cultivation mode, and there is no necessary environment for larger order changes. and soil, so Chuma Edni embarked on the path of the ancestors.

And he made Dawn his first stop.

While making eggs for Sera, Lu Yu met Chuma, who came from a family of renowned Mela scholars.

He was convinced that if he met him on any occasion other than the morning light, he would not think that the other person was a scholar. It was not a narrow prejudice, but...

Chuma is a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, with a fresh and neat face. His short black hair is neatly styled. With the black and white robe that is the same as that of a priest, he looks like an ascetic monk. .

He is not thin, he is tall and straight, and the double-door refrigerator must be an exaggerated rhetorical description, but with Chuma's burly body, it probably won't be a problem to break Lu Yu's waist with a bear hug.

With such a physique, his movements of holding a book with one hand and pressing it to his chest have a sense of oppression and power that can crush monsters to death with "knowledge".

Chuma was not stage frightened. He was not overly surprised that the first time he met Lord Dawn was in the kitchen. He just marveled at Lu Yu's good knife skills when cooking onions, and asked Lu Yu why he didn't use magic power to replace the body parts. Mechanical labor.

"Magic power can be an extension of consciousness or limbs, which is very useful, but... some fun requires giving up magic power to taste." Lu Yu said and walked aside, bumped the frying pan, and skillfully let it fry Turn the eggs over.

Chuma then exclaimed when he saw the ninth level, which was in full swing on the Mela Continent and attracted countless people's discussion and admiration.

Lulu always cheered, even though she had seen it many times.

Lu Yu actually occasionally wanted to see Sera cheering so much...

Chuma declined the invitation to enjoy Lu Yu's cooking skills, but asked a question.

"I walked all the way from Green Shade, and when I arrived near Broken Gold City, some people were already discussing the New Year's Day of the Dawn Territory. All the tribes I encountered when approaching the Dawn Mountains were following your steps, celebrating the past inheritance and customs of Mera An unprecedented 'year' in the world."

"I want to know... this New Year's Day is of great significance to the Dawn Territory, isn't it?"

Lu Yu said: "Every year is of great significance, and this year it is even more so after experiencing the Hundred Days War."

Chuma nodded slightly: "I understand, the Lords of the Dawn should know my intention, and I have indeed prepared some questions, among which there will inevitably be sharp, disappointing or unpleasant parts. In view of the significance of the New Year to the Lords of the Dawn It’s important, I’m willing to wait.”

Chuma was obviously not the typical scholar who grew up among books and was not familiar with the world. His words made Lu Yu look at him a few more times with appreciation.

"The Dawn Territory also has its own secretary. Do you want me to send him to accompany you for a stroll?"

"Can I move around freely?"

"In your opinion, Chen Xi knows how to restrict the personal freedom of outsiders?" Lu Yu asked back.

Chuma expressed his gratitude without changing his expression, and then added: "I don't need the assistance of your secretary. If possible, please send a guide who can only speak when I ask."

"Simple." Lu Yu clapped his hands, and the Demon Fox Slime Shadow Fox responded, "She can meet your requirements."

Chuma quickly left Dawn Castle without any further intention of disturbing Lord Dawn's warm breakfast.

Standing on the main road of the castle where people were coming and going, he silently watched the Chenxi people coming and going, observing their expressions. Perhaps because it was approaching the biggest festival of Chenxi, everyone had a cheerful and relaxed smile on their face.

Unlike those who would be shocked by the magical magic of the Dawn Leader, Chuma maintains great composure to appreciate things that he cannot understand, such as the White Wolf Dining Team and the Slime Juice Stall.

Another example is the dolls scattered all over the core area, the sleeping dragon lying not far away on the snow-covered hills, and... the dragon skeleton that was put together and placed in the open space for the people of Dawn to visit.

Chuma tried to find answers to some questions.

During the Hundred Days' War, the Dawn Territory single-handedly withstood the combined attacks of several Oraun legions, eventually dragging them to death southwest of Mera.

During this period, three-quarters of the land in the Dawn Territory fell, and Oroun's scorched-earth policy wiped out the fruits of their hard work for several years. If it hadn't been for the great eruption of magic in the earth's veins (most people still didn't know the existence of the Silver Maple God), After destroying the earth, Chuma believes that the Dawn Mountains are still barren to this day.

Even when Oroun was most dominant, the Dawn people never turned their backs on the land behind them. It was unimaginable for their own lords to look at Meera.

In Sligo, which has the most obvious attitude of war, Noel needs to use Wendy as a person to slowly build momentum and exaggerate the atmosphere of war.

In the mid-term, Oroun and Mera fought against each other. When the two sides fought back and forth in Codezon and suffered heavy losses, there was no shortage of dissent in Sligo, and even traitors appeared.

What makes the people of Dawn unconditionally believe that they are the final victor and are willing to do everything they can?

"Why are you willing to do everything you can...you...oh, you have such a strange face, so that's what it is."

A nun from the Theocracy had just received her New Year's gift bag and was placing it on the tame snow deer behind her. She wanted to be angry when she heard this nonsense question, but she was relieved when she saw Chuma. .

"For the Lord, for the Dawn Territory that we built with our own hands."

"So, out of loyalty?"

"Although I don't think the word loyalty should be used, it doesn't make any difference."

"According to the information I have learned from other places, the actual effect of your best efforts to resist is far less effective than the direct action of several lords." Chuma calmly narrated, "In other words, if the lords take action from the beginning, People who are loyal to him will not die, right?”

Chuma saw with his own eyes the strange look on the face of this well-bred former nun.

It was pity, as if pity that he had to ask such a stupid question, sympathy from the bottom of his heart.

The nun said in a regretful tone: "Although it is not appropriate to say this, but... you are not a Dawn person, so you cannot understand our emotions."

"Are you saying that those Dawnmen are willing to fight Oroun to the death?"

"Look, you still don't understand, that's why you ask this." The nun bowed slightly and apologized, "Next, I have to go to the animal husbandry team to pick up the ingredients, and my companions are waiting for me to go home with the New Year's goods to prepare them in advance, so... …If you really have a question, why not go to someone else? Maybe there’s someone out there who can make it easier for you.”

Chuma found the shadow of the Theocracy in this answer. The people here seem to believe in the lord without reservation. The relationship between domination and being dominated, and oppression and oppression between the outside lords and the people is different. As a former divine choice, it seems Choose a better path?

"So, there was no currency in the Dawn Territory before?"

"It didn't exist for a long time." The member of the medical team biting the lollipop nodded, "It seemed...for five or six years, until the weather was abnormal and there were more people in the morning...well, actually there weren't many , but Lord Sigrid still established a currency system belonging to the Dawn."

She added: "That's good, it's easier to manage."

Chuma had a headache. The religious nation he envisioned was overthrown again with this answer. Obviously, there is no religious nation that actually practices the ideals of an utopia that only exist in the mouths of cults.

There is no currency, and the logistics team implements unified distribution. However, this model has been implemented for five or six years. Reforms must be carried out only due to external forces and population growth, rather than disintegrating top-down first...

He once again raised his previous doubts.

Sure enough, the expressions of the medical team members changed in the same way, and Chuma once again tasted the feeling of being pitied.

"The people of Chenxi have been looking forward to it, can you understand?"

"Looking forward to war, looking forward to death?" Chuma asked, taking out a pen and paper at the same time.

"No." The members of the medical team shook their heads, "We are eager for...a response."

Chuma couldn't finish writing. For a moment, he felt like he was trapped in a sea of ​​books, unable to fully understand these few words.

"Response?"

"Forget it, the team leader is waiting to bring back rat food and plasma. The little rats and giant mosquitoes are about to run out of food. You can ask others. Everyone in Chenxi is very busy at this time. You came at the wrong time."

The medical team waved their hands and turned around to run away, seemingly unwilling to explain anything that everyone in the morning could understand.

After being evaluated as "incomprehensible" by several people one after another, Chuma thought to himself that he had figured out something, but to summarize it into words, he needed an introduction.

He was sitting on a bench by the roadside, deep in thought, when a voice behind him interrupted his thoughts.

"Who are you, Vinsa Edney?"

Chuma turned around suddenly, and saw a burly half-dragon with a siren tail staring at a family crest on his shoulder.

"That's...the ancestor."

"Oh, that guy's heir?"

"you are……"

"Fagutar, your ancestor bothered me in order to know the earlier story of Meira." Fagutar said, "It's very annoying, but because of his eagerness for knowledge, I gave him a few short stories."

Chuma solemnly said: "You are... a giant dragon."

"Yes, yes, that skinny guy has a very strong descendant. Have you also inherited his hobby of recording everywhere?" Fagutar caught a glimpse of the notebook in his hand.

“Edney based this on Mela.”

"So that's it... So, what are you meditating on? I saw you wrote the words "Morning Sun".

"I'm just curious. The Dawn people have no hesitation and the enthusiasm to die in the war without any complaints." Chuma said frankly, "There is no religion, no oppression, no oppression, no slavery, but the Dawn people still do it."

"Does it have to be what you said to have a 'hero'?" Fagutar asked.

"But, there must be something that drives them to obey the Lord of the Dawn unconditionally."

"You are wrong, it is not obedience, but trust." Fagutar corrected the descendant of an old friend, "They are right when they say you can't understand... because only the people of Dawn who have been protected by them through the storm , will think about breaking away from the embrace and trying to prove something. This kind of eagerness and fanaticism is not an emotion that can be summarized by the words you mentioned."

Chuma was silent.

"You mean, Dawn people, you feel ashamed that you can always only be protected?"

"If you are cared for in their arms again and again, like a parent caring for a child, you will also taste their struggling emotions." Fagutar said, "Child, don't try to use your heart that was soaked in Mela Understand the 'heart' born in this land, otherwise, you may offend the Lord of the Morning."