Chapter Eighty-Three: A New Beginning
Time is a thing that flies quickly, and since Brandy said that he listened to the Beast God's arrangement, he has already chosen to stand on the side of the Beast God's faith.
Because the group of deists is more like a bunch of crazy people, he wants to use the power of the orcs to return to Honoris, but he doesn't want to end up with the whole of Hokuriku.
Eight years have passed since Brandi set foot on the Southern Continent, and too many things have happened in the Southern Continent and Northern Continent in the past eight years.
His Majesty the young King of Honoris, Walton II, after searching for Brandy to no avail, really couldn't bear his temperament, and in the spring of the following year, he abandoned the petty fights and officially declared war on Kayadir.
Four of the seven legions of the empire rushed directly to the border between the two countries, and hundreds of thousands of people blocked the border line, which doubled the pressure on Kaiadir.
Although Busse I was old, Kaiadir was still the most powerful country in the Hokuriku, and his aging body did not wear down the fighting spirit of this king.
Since his own brother, the last Pope of Light, Carlando, returned to the Kingdom of God, Bussey I has been waiting for this day.
Keadir's five legions, nearly 300,000 troops, had long been on the border line, and it can be seen that both sides have never given up their defense against each other.
The war lasted for four years, and both sides suffered heavy losses, and at first neither could help the other, until the churches on both sides also joined the battlefield, and the advantage began to shift to Kaiadir's side, after all, the light magic was designed by Cassia and the wind god system was just something he did casually.
But the good times did not last long, and in the third year of the war, Busse I was overworked, and personally handled the border affairs for a long time, and finally passed away.
Because he was a brother to the previous Pope, Carlando, at the beneficiality of Pope Minho and at the suggestion of Alena, Busse I was buried in the Ecclesiastical Mausoleum.
His only son, Bussey II, ascended to the throne and continued to preside over the internal affairs of the empire, as well as the wars on the frontiers.
This was the beginning of the turning point, when after the accession of Busse II, there were factional strife within Keadir, and Ferrante's father, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Rono, was also on his own, but was constantly disturbed by the actions of his eldest son to fight for the benefit of the poor.
In the fourth year of the war, the Legion of Kayadir was losing ground and the western part of the empire was lost, and the combined forces of Honoris and the two principalities fought until the Calder Gorge, as their own losses were equally great.
And the territory of Kaiadiel is like a big pie, which has been bitten hard.
But the first power is the first power after all, and the nobles have not yet reached the point where everyone is in danger, but they are sober, knowing that if the infighting continues, Kaiadir will exist in name only.
This change allowed Busse II to retain his throne for the time being, because even if the nobles did not protest, the news of the defeat had already spread among the common people.
Over the years, the factions fighting for the interests of the poor have shown a little brow, and the protests against the repression of the war have all been brought to the lips, which for a time filled the empire with gossip.
But fortunately, the other side withdrew its troops after hitting the Kerder Grand Canyon, and the nobles in the empire were still powerful enough to temporarily suppress the dissatisfaction of the people.
In the following years, the two sides have been recuperating, and there are only some small frictions left on the border, but it is clear twice that the next war will come at any time.
And the orcs are also not calm, and it is not too much to say that it is an internal struggle that affects the entire race.
Even in times of war, Walton II did not give up the hunt for Brandy, and his meaning was clear, he wanted to see people alive and corpses to die.
But he may never have imagined that his second brother has already begun to stir up trouble in the orc southern continent.
Brandi chose to side with the beast god that day, and after escaping from the rabbit tribe, he began to continue his journey south.
With the rabbit shaman's skin roll in his hand, Brandi and Butterfly walked through one orc tribe after another, but he was a human after all, and even if there was something to prove his identity, only some of the tribes chose to believe him.
Those who don't believe it will naturally be caught, tortured, treated as slaves, etc.
It wasn't until Brandi met the shaman of the werewolf clan that the matter really caught the attention of the orc higher-ups.
At that time, in addition to his leg injury, Brandi also paid the price of a left eye, no longer a healthy skin on his body, and almost complete destruction of his vocal cords.
When Brandi chose to leave the main city of the werewolf clan and planned to continue south, he was no longer the dashing adventurer he was back then, nor was he the second prince who was always full of ambition in his heart.
Nearly thirty years old, he stood in the sunset outside the city, more like a sixty-year-old man, he still wore the animal skin cloak, and held the wooden staff in his hand, but the long sword, no matter how the butterfly handed it to him, he only waved his hand.
And after so many years, Die'er is no longer a little girl who doesn't know anything, she knows that Brandi is waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity to pull out the long sword that once symbolized his identity.
In the same year that Honoris withdrew his troops from the Frost of Kind, Brandi finally traveled to all the orc tribes of a certain size.
And when the two empires of the North Continent were recuperating, an internal purge began to be staged within the orcs.
Countless members of the cult were captured, tortured, and then purged by the orc leadership, led by the werewolves.
At that time, the original words of the werewolf great shaman were: since they don't believe in beast gods, then send them to meet them.
This behavior aroused opposition from weak orcs such as rabbit people, cat people, dog people, fox people, etc., but in the face of great strength, all protests were in vain.
Under the butcher's knife of the wolf cavalry, there is not only the blood of the members of the cult god.
Not many orcs remember him, only a handful of ordinary orcs have heard of him, but only to know that he is a human.
But Brandi didn't feel empty, on the contrary, he really stepped into the eyes of the orc higher-ups with his life this time.
After the Great Purge, Brandi volunteered to stay with the werewolf great shaman, and began to slowly pick up the principles of statecraft that he was about to forget in his heart.
And Die'er, who has been with him for seven or eight years, also has the intention of leaving.
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At the Scarborough Academy of Magic and Wizardry, Cassia has changed into a new robe and is ready to attend the graduation ceremony of the first batch of students.
After seven years of study, most of the first batch of students had reached the level of a fifth-level magician, three or four had reached the sixth-level, and only Della had touched the threshold of the seventh-level one.
Although the Nezumi Kraken is a fifth-level magician, he is far superior to everyone else in terms of potions, but he has not yet made a potion that anyone can drink.
Elf sisters Ainita and Dinah are level 5 and level 6, and their grades are okay.
The dwarf Lem is still hanging around the door of the fourth level, but he has a great talent for the formation principle of glass and the magic seal, so much so that more than half of the magic objects in the storage room are glass products, and they are made by him.
And Winston ...... Winston is also a level 4, and his grades are at the bottom of everyone, but for alchemy, he has gone further than everyone else.
In the same classroom, Cassia walked in without a textbook in his hand this time, and looked at the students who had been with him for seven years, he was silent for a while, and then cleared his throat.
"Students, from today onwards, you have completed all your studies in the academy, which also officially means that you can graduate, maybe some of you still have a lot of things to learn, but you can also pass your badge in the future and return to the academy again. ”
"All it takes is a lot of magic, and a carriage will pick you up in the wee hours of the night, just like it did seven years ago. ”
"However, this badge cannot be inherited, if it is lost or after you are a hundred years old, the academy will personally recycle it, of course, you can also recommend students to study here, but the next batch of students will be much more difficult than you. ”
"Teacher ......"
Cassia waved his hand: "I've taught you everything that should be taught, and there's nothing more to say, classmates, do it yourself, get out of class!"
Before the words fell, Cassia's figure turned into a point of light and disappeared into the air.
in the office
Several students waited silently for Cassia to speak, and the Kraken, who was the leader, wagged his tail and was silent.
"Kraken, since you want to stay, you will be the second dean of Scarborough Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry from today onwards. ”
"Teacher!"
Cassia shook his head: "Don't live up to my expectations. ”
"Oh, by the way, Samo, you're the first student to make it to Level 1, and now you're one of only Level 6 graduates, and you mentioned opening a branch in the Orc Far South, and I agreed, but the insignia of the Academy won't be distributed to you. ”
"Teacher ......"
"If you don't know what to call it, let's call it Wintercastle, it's quite cold over there anyway. ”
Then Cassia laughed, took off his monocle, put it on the table, picked up the tea on the table again, blew it gently, and took a sip.
Suddenly, a blue flame ignited from Cassia Ming's body, and several students who stayed at the school were startled, and Kraken took a step forward.
"Teacher!"
The crisp sound echoed through the office, and the teacup in Cassia fell to the ground, and the tea spilled wet.
The first dean of the continent's No. 1 Magic Academy, disappeared in the flames.