"You ...... How to ......"

Xia Zhe was stimulated by everything in front of him and didn't know what to say.

The spacious farm was crowded with children, large and small, who held hands and greeted Xia Zhe with smiles on their faces.

In the dilapidated wooden house that was renovated, there were messages written to Xia Zhe everywhere.

"Come on, Elder. 」

"We love to see the president's smile. 」

"Everybody needs you. 」

"Don't give up, Grown. 」

「……」

As far as the eye can see, it occupies almost the entire line of sight of the otaku.

And these crooked slogans, and even the slogans with typos, instantly penetrated Xia Zhe's heart.

I saw that Xia Zhe came to the nearest slogan in black and red with red eyes, and stroked it gently, and his deep breath could not calm the excitement that filled his throat.

"Who wrote this note with "○" instead of words, the words are so ugly. ”

As soon as the words fell, a child biting his fingers, estimated to be five years old at most, came to Xia Zhe under the leadership of another quietly older girl.

"Lord, I originally wanted to write the most "revered" to respect you, but the word "chong" can't be written......"

"Hahaha, ahahaha, aren't you uncomfortable huddled here? ”

Saying this, Xia Zhe laughed, took the two siblings in his arms one by one, and strode towards the open space outside the broken house on the farm. And behind him, a group of children laughing and screaming.

Hundreds of children who were less than Xia Zhe's chest were like ponies who had lost their stiffness, running happily under the blue sky and on the green grass, and many of them had the ability to inherit blood, and they also released their immature strength to the fullest.

Moment. It was as if all the gloom that hung over the land was dispelled.

"I've decided, it's not for me to think too much, so you see, I'm not going to take your smile away from anyone. ”

………

In November 761 of the continental calendar, after Xia Zhe established the Freemasonry, he made another thing that shocked the mainland.

Instead of his usual mild style, Xia Zhe demanded that all military operations around the Western Frontier be stopped this time, and that other non-essential military personnel must be withdrawn, otherwise the Freemasons will take the necessary means to remove the threat.

At the same time, they are to seal the western border and establish a "Blood Successor Sanctuary", which will suspend all exchanges except for necessary trade and trade and those who request relief from Freemasonry until the status of the Blood Successor is recognized by the States.

Anyone who attempts to enter the country illegally will be dealt a devastating blow by Freemasonry, no matter who it is.

And Xia Zhe will also set up a "rescue team" of about 100 people, this team composed of all A-level or above strength, in the future, will be specially used to rescue people from all over the world who send a signal for help to Freemasonry, whether it is a blood successor or an ordinary person, of course, this is limited to those who really need help.

The most important thing is that when Xia Zhe gave a speech to the world, he also stated that he would personally lead the team to punish those blood successor criminals, he would not only save people, but also deal with those wanted criminals who undermined the peace.

However, when Xia Zhe had just expressed his position to the world, no one took his words seriously, and many countries even openly stated that if Freemasonry made such inexplicable statements, they would launch an all-out war to eliminate the possible threat.

It's a pity that these ignorant guys soon tasted the bitterness.

Completely ignoring the strange atmosphere in which the three major powers did not take any position, more than a dozen countries, led by the empire's vassal state, the Desper, launched a tentative attack on the grounds that "the soldiers were killed by the blood heirs".

And this also led to the complete tearing of the entire Western Border siege network later.

On the night when the 30,000-strong coalition of the southern Despers crossed the blockade, the world finally knew, Freemasonry, Xia Zhe did not have a trace of hypocrisy about what he had said before.

The 30,000 heavily armed, morale-boosting army lost all combat capability in just one night.

No one knows what happened at that time, there is no trace of a large-scale battle, there is no earth-shattering shouts of killing. Only the next morning, 30,000 disarmed people sat on the ground in unison, motionless.

And from their extremely frightened eyes, it is not difficult to see that these 30,000 people may not be able to take up arms in the future.

This strange situation completely disrupted the world's political and military sanctions against Freemasonry, and there was soon a disagreement within the human race over whether to continue to be hostile to Freemasonry and whether to accept Xia Zhe's establishment of the "Blood Successor Sanctuary".

Still, the hardliners prevailed, and the big three countries did not say anything at all.

Therefore, the hard-liners who blamed the strange defeat of the Despery Nation on the incompetence of the Blood Successor decided to launch a decisive battle, and they were fully prepared to prevent the Despery Nation from happening again.

And this time, the Fighter Association, which is very experienced in dealing with blood successors and folk powerhouses, will also bring its organizational alliance to contain the so-called S-class of Freemasonry.

In the eyes of the whole world, this is a war without suspense, although the three most powerful countries did not intervene, but the coalition forces, which occupy almost half of the world's strength, are still not something that a Freemason can resist on the surface.

The huge army, which had been reinstated to 150,000 men, set foot on the western frontier once again three months after the defeat of the Desper.

And this time, the Freemasonic event, which shocked the world so much that it could no longer have any thoughts, finally happened.

The "one-day war", which was characterized by later generations as the most unfair war, unfolded wildly.

The army of 150,000 was divided into two routes, and the mighty soldiers pointed directly at the city of Buiris in the northern part of the western border.

Along the way, the army was not hindered in any way, and not even a few people were seen, which made the army commander immediately flutter.

The absence of resistance seemed to them to mean that the Freemasons were afraid of themselves, and any intrigue was a meaningless thing under "absolute strength".

The army, which had smashed and looted along the way, soon converged in front of the ruins of the city of the Sidfi family, who had lost all their glory.

And the army that passed through that huge pit, I don't know why, always had a feeling of great calamity.

It wasn't until the leader of the coalition forces kicked the sign in front of him, engraved with the words "Ruins of the City of Angus", to the ground that the feeling that the sky was about to fall finally became a reality.

A man slowly approached them in the dreary air, and behind this man, the "sky" was almost pressed to the ground.

"Welcome to the Blood Successor Sanctuary, and if you're willing to lay down your arms, I can treat you to a drink...... But if you trample on my goodwill again, then what awaits you will not be drinks, but fists......"