Throne of the North

This is a wonder manor belonging to the God of Light. The meaning of its existence represents the will of the God of Light, the faith of the Flor Empire, and the struggle between the Holy See of Dawn and the Holy See has entered a new stage.

The nobles are the nobles of the empire. Of course, they are devout believers in the God of Light. Under this quiet sky, one noble after another tells their loyalty to the God of Light.

"Praising the light, the Tundra Territory will donate 10,000 gold coins, just to spread the immortal faith of light."

When it was Ryan's turn, it was already very late. This was not a tax to the God of Light, but his heartfelt joy after the completion of this wonder.

After that, comes the tax of five hundred gold coins - this month's tax.

"Sitting there, you can collect tens of thousands of gold coins every year. Our Lord Marquis has not even been born yet, and he already has enviable wealth."

Arriving among the nobles, Ryan listened to Viscount Hogg's words and looked at the Marquis' mother who was smiling in the crowd with an expressionless face.

"This money cannot reach her, and her purpose should not be in Beifeng Province, but in the south."

Ryan said, Viscount Hogg also felt infinite emotion when he listened to his words.

The warm land in the south is always what the nobles are thinking about, which is in sharp contrast to the bitter cold in the north.

If human civilization has a center, it must not be in the north, but at the place where the empire and the Holy See collide.

"I don't know what's going on with the war in the south, and I don't know if we have a chance to participate in it."

Viscount Hogg was a little helpless. Since the arrival of Marquis Beifeng, his status as the royal son-in-law has plummeted, and now he can no longer obtain much information from the royal family.

Having similar ideas to Ryan, the North Wind Province wanted to extend its reach into the southern lands in a faster way than marriage, and war was the most direct way.

However, if even the nobles from Beifeng Province want to send troops to Qianhu Province... then the situation would be too extreme.

"There's no telling when the war there will end."

Count Sauron also ended his devotion to the light and came to this small circle to respond to Viscount Hogg's words.

"The empire has a strong foundation and will not be afraid of war."

"The same goes for the Holy See. The entire southern land is fertile land for their faith."

"Perhaps only the immortal God of Light can stop the continuation of this war."

Earl Sauron sighed and said, surprising Ryan.

"Your Majesty the Earl is really a bright and devout believer."

Count Sauron did not deny this. "

"People always need faith to maintain their lives. When the morning sun goes away and the light comes, it is actually what everyone hopes for."

To the young man's surprise, the old earl did not object to the bright belief in the establishment of the empire, and even supported it, but he seemed a little wavering because of his own interests.

Now that the matter is settled, he happily accepts the appearance of this church of light, which is a spectacle of light. Count Sauron is very satisfied.

He decided to come here every once in a while to pray.

"The prayers of the Light Church should not be compiled so quickly."

"It doesn't matter, faith does not lie in those meaningless words, but in our hearts."

“If you need faith to keep you oriented, then it’s the right thing to do.”

Since the Church of Light has appeared, it has been proven that it is correct.

Mortals need faith. No matter what they believe in, they need a faith to consolidate their future and strengthen their decisions.

In the days after the Holy See of Dawn was expelled, the empire was in turmoil for a period of time, and people were in panic.

The emergence of bright faith stabilized the frightened people.

For Count Sauron to become a devout believer in light, it was no surprise to Count Winter who came here.

"When Archduke Meyers occupied the North Wind Province thirty years ago, there were many large and small churches here."

He said that it was the history of the older generation. Perhaps even if the empire expelled the Holy See, Chen Xi's faith still existed in their hearts, but because the nobles' superb acting skills could cover up all this.

Now it's just that my heart is exposed.

"In that case, light will soon spread to every corner of the empire."

"There will be no surprises. The emperor will order that each province will have a church of light, and it is very likely that the marquis of each province will be the administrator of the church."

"The Marquis' power is increasing."

No matter how slow his reaction was, Viscount Hogg also understood.

"This is inevitable. The political struggle between the royal family and the nobility always revolves around power. Now it seems that our Emperor has the upper hand."

Earl Winter understood better. He even participated in it personally. A big noble in the south invited him to become an ally of a certain faction, and then everyone accepted another failure to restrict the emperor.

"Is it because of the war?"

Ryan asked, regarding things in the South, there was no mention in his exchange of letters with the Clayton family. Earl Clayton, his father seemed unwilling to communicate too much in it.

"Yes, during the war in Qianhu Province, the empire declined."

Earl Winter gave a very absurd reason.

"Spring is here."

——Soldiers are worried about their farmland.

"But the same goes for the army controlled by the Holy See."

Viscount Hogg was puzzled that the Holy See's army was not entirely the Holy See's army but also the army of those kingdoms and nobles.

"That's true, but the Holy See has means that the Empire does not have. Dawn's faith will make the soldiers' desire to fight stronger. Even if they are on the front line for a year, their loyalty to the Lord of Dawn will not waver."

"A large part of the empire's army is transferred from the provinces in the north near the northern border."

"In the far south of the empire, they missed their families in the far north."

This is why Earl Winter said that the emperor would soon order the spread of light faith within the empire.

And Lane has the evidence.

After arriving at this wonder manor, the woman Sha Ya began to look for him with various purposes.

One of them is the order for ancient books from the Tundra Territory, which has doubled.

"The emperor and nobles will not admit defeat."

Viscount Hogg knew the emperor's temper well, and he would not admit defeat. If this war did not have a reasonable ending, the imperial army would not withdraw.

"You are right, the emperor is increasing his troops."

Amidst the spectacle, the nobles communicated quietly, seemingly intimidated by the quiet church bells, until someone discovered that the sun above their heads was always shining here.

"The God of Light watches over this land."

The person who spoke was a legend, Stuart the 'Shepherd of Light', which surprised Ryan a little. How could he appear here and seem to be a member of the Church of Light?

As the ceremony ended, Ryan found Stuart and asked his doubts.

"The royal family and great nobles use the Church of Light to worship legends like us."

Stuart explained that the Empire's Church of Light is different from the Holy See of the Morning. It is part of the royal power, and half of the money earned by the Church of Light belongs to these legends who have taken refuge in the empire.

Lane captured a somewhat surprising news in it.

"There are already so many legends about the empire?"

You must know that before, the legend of Stuart was only under the orders of the royal family, but the belief in light belongs not only to the royal family, but also to the great nobles. Doesn't it mean that Stuart now has to consider the wishes of those great nobles?

The royal family has clearly defeated the nobles in the political struggle, but it cannot continue to fully control these legends. Is there any other reason besides the fact that there are too many legends to support?

Stuart was also stunned by Ryan's question. He was just a legendary magician, not a prophet under the skirt of the goddess of fate.

Ryan, who didn't get the answer, returned to the Tundra Territory with worries. In his opinion, too many legends may not be a good thing.

Master Lane was once again idle in his territory, waiting for news from the south, but the two guys in the south seemed to have forgotten their lord.

…

The central province is also the imperial province. The province centered on the imperial city is the political center of the empire. The powerful nobles will have their own manor here. Members of the nobles sometimes come here for vacation to enjoy the imperial city. style.

Bogard walked struttingly on the road riding a bear, and he was also a popular member. It is not that there are no knights who have mounts like white bears, but armored ones are rare. Those Warcraft don't like metal to limit themselves. flesh.

The nobles looked at the group of armored bear girls curiously, but Bogeld's eyes were bolder than them. Volibear walking on the road always sniffed and leaned towards the edge of other people's carriages from time to time. Bogold De naturally reached out and opened the curtains to see what the woman inside looked like.

It usually succeeds, because everyone is curious to pay attention to the armored bear, and Bogeld seizes the opportunity without paying attention.

There was a scream and a scolding, the soldiers moved and metal collided, and Bogeld walked away in disgust.

"It's too small, it won't work."

"Whose knight are you?"

Some soldiers shouted angrily that someone dared to open their master's carriage without authorization. This was too insulting to the knight.

The arrogant armored bear girl would not answer their questions. Only the helpless bard from behind stepped forward, gave a gift to the owner in the carriage, and told an ancient and distant story to attract attention.

"It turns out to be Baron Lane, a descendant of the Clayton family. I know him. The empire is saying that he will become the most dazzling nobleman among the great nobles."

The woman in the carriage showed curiosity in her eyes, saying that she would pay attention to the specialties from the tundra territory, and then said regretfully:

"Unfortunately, I heard that he is married to a Viscount family in Calais."

The bard humbly agreed with the other party's words and finally put this matter behind him.

"Miss Bogeld, if you continue to be so rude, those soldiers will take action."

The bard was helpless, the legion commander always went his own way, and all the specialties they brought along the way were about to be given away in this way.

"Don't worry about it. I'm doing this for the sake of Boss Ryan."

Indeed, no one in this team can control Bogeld. When she was in Calais, the countess also praised her, um, for her behavior.

The bard had the intention to find another member of the group, but was driven away before he could get close.

"Go away, go away, don't disturb Master Brock's thinking."

The losers are loyal and will never allow anyone to disturb Block's thinking about the dragon scale forging process. Even if they can only accept one tenth of it, it will benefit them for life.

Well, these losers are all followers of Master Brock. They do not come from the Tundra Territory, but are people who followed them on the road. They are people from the noble territories. In the future, they may become the backbone of the craftsmen in those territories.

Every time he was driven away, the bard had to sigh. Fortunately, he worked hard and accomplished what the baron ordered.

From the Tundra Territory, through the Flying Wing Canyon, the communication with the Pascal family and six or seven nobles in the Danube Province was the smoothest. The closer to the southern land, the more tortuous the process became.

The bard will not erase the contributions of Master Bullock and Miss Bogeld. These losers who followed Master Bullock's skills are part of the compromise of the deal, and there is another part that was beaten by Boggard's sandbag fist. Went back.

But ahead is the Imperial City, where there are so many big shots.

Why……

The bard sighed, and out of the corner of his eye, Miss Bogeld on the other side was already fighting with a knight.

"Don't fight, don't fight, it's a misunderstanding."

The imperial capital city has a strict hierarchy. Even if the nobles want to do business here, they still have a circle.

For example, where the big nobles are, there will not be the badges of the small nobles. Although the blacksmith and the carpenter are both craftsmen, they belong to two opposing streets. From time to time, conflicts break out between the two sides, causing a lot of people to sit back and watch. play.

The caravan from the Tundra Territory came here for two purposes.

The first is to choose a shop belonging to Baron Lane, and the second is to choose a location belonging to the future Northern Chamber of Commerce.

Regarding the first thing, Bogeld and Bullock, two people who couldn't compete with each other, unexpectedly agreed on the same location.

"It's right next to the arena."

The Imperial City, the center of the empire's civilization and politics, also has a bloody arena. It even attracts countless gold every year and is ranked among the top five places in the Imperial City.

"This is not okay. Mr. Lane is a baron. How can the noble Lane family flag float outside the arena all day long."

The bard was helpless, but the two big men in the team were both stubborn.

"The Baron will definitely choose a new place."

Bogard and Bullock didn't care about this, and rushed into the arena excitedly. It was said that today there was a battle between the sea monsters from the depths of the ocean and the demon descendants from another world.

Bullock started knocking, and both of them paid no attention to what was going on outside the window and focused on what was happening in front of them until...

I don't know when, the armored bear and the girl have appeared in the center of the arena. The crowd in the arena is excited. They claim that civilization does not like blood, but fighting like art can make them climax.

Bogard kept fighting and winning, but outside the arena, the cheers were strangely suppressed.

Because just seven or eight hundred meters away from the gate of the arena, in the 1,000-square-meter shop, there was a tinkling sound, as if there was a special rhythm. Every knocking sound came out and filled the air. The hustle and bustle will disappear, and the sound of the hammer is like the dividing line of time.

Finally, people who couldn't bear it began to gather in front of the shops.

"Heart of North Gal? This is a newly opened store? What does it sell?"

People were curious and wanted to get closer, but they were repelled by the sound of the hammer.

It's not a physical repulsion, but the moment they think about it, the metallic sound will eliminate all desire to move forward.

Gradually, there are more and more people on the street.

The cheers in the arena grew louder and louder, and the people inside chanted Bogeld's name enthusiastically, not caring about how the world outside was changing.

The people on the street outside were also calm and silent, waiting for the sound deep in the shop to end.

More and more people cheered for the duel, and more and more people stood in silence outside the street shops.

finally……

"Let us congratulate today's queen, who comes from the border of the empire, the follower of Baron Lane who quelled the war in the kingdom, and the owner of the armored bear—Ms. Bogeld!"

The arena was still noisy, and the sound of Bullock's knocking on the street outside also stopped at this moment.

The red-orange rocks flowed into the cold pool, and the puff of water vapor filled the entire shop.

In the crowd outside, a tall bearded man shouted loudly:

"Let's see what weapons you forged!"

Bullock walked out with a black lump in his hand and stood in front of a pair of eyes. Many people were disappointed, but the knowledgeable people were bright-eyed.

Brock raised his palm, then jerked forward.

Cracks appeared in the dark lava, and an orange-red luster appeared in the cracks, which then dimmed instantly.

As Bullock shook the black bump in his hand again and again, the crack became larger and larger, and the exposed orange-red magma color became more and more brilliant.

People gradually understood something, and they stared at Bullock's palm without even blinking.

finally--

Bang! ! !

Countless lava fragments flew, and a shiny black knight's long sword appeared in Bullock's hand. There were vague patterns of dragon scales on its surface, winding towards the tip of the sword, like a giant dragon's bloody mouth revealing its fangs. .

The fog in the sky above seemed to be twisted, turning into the outline of a giant dragon and then dissipating.

The air became clear, and everyone stared at the sword in Brock's hand until the strong man who was also a blacksmith spoke tremblingly.

"Legendary embryo..."

"I actually saw the embryo of a legendary weapon here!"

He raised his head and looked at Brock, who was also burly.

"What's your name?"

The empire has another person who can forge legendary weapons, but he doesn't know him!