If production cannot be increased, the system can only be continued through the exchange of resources. When the left-hand-for-right trick reaches a dead end, and the clown is embarrassed to face the walls that open to the sky on three sides, he has no choice but to get off the stage and bow.

The Elta Empire, whose full name is the Elta Siravia Empire, is just a small actor in one of the endless plays. The rich peasants gradually grasped the wealth and transformed into the lords of the estates and even entered the ranks of local administrators, and the average and surplus land resources of the founding era began to tilt to one side under the premise that the per capita number decreased. When the small peasants become serfs with food, and the serfs with food become serfs without food, these serfs are either exterminated - or the serfs rise up and overthrow the present order together with the lords who have lost power. Although this threshold is different from time to time, the solution is all based on the population.

Under the pressure of external forces, Eufe Mondrich could not turn the pressure to the domestic army, let alone directly push the pot to the living god on the throne with a hand. He could only try to withstand the strong ships and cannons of the Otherworldly people on the continent of Elta, otherwise he would have to be defeated and die.

So he embarked on the path that he thought was right -- and actually right.

However, he didn't know that someone in the temple thousands of miles away had completely classified him into a separate book.

"Is the news true?"

Several archbishops nodded. This matter was done in the name of 'Western Expeditionary Army for Help', and naturally there was no opinion on the throne. ”

"What?" The young man on the side of the road covered his mouth in surprise. "An army almost the size of Eltasi's crusade, the Chief Archmage Order, including several bishops, is also being replaced by the Overseer and the Chief General, does this seem like a plea for help?"

The long-bearded man in the gorgeous bishop's uniform here also shook his head: "Everyone knows what this means, Uffy Mondridge took all the credit, and also privately established the new army, who will he replace if he is not replaced?" Hey, according to me, it's good that this friend of yours wants to ask for help directly, why bother so much......"

The bearded man was still babbling about the attitudes of the various departments on the matter, but the young man was already thinking about how to tell his friend the news.

"Eh, smash, smash! Are you listening to the old man? ”

Zohsha reacted with a sudden shock—his wave of daze was at least twenty paces away.

Seeing this, Saxia's father shook his head and patted Saxia's shoulder: "Smash, dad knows what you're thinking." Offy Mondridge's family and my family are world friends, it's not that I don't want to protect his family, it's just ......"

"I know that my own safety is the most important thing." Saxia took his father's hand. Offe Mondridge also has a sister and a half-brother, and he is the only son in the Zoha family, so he can't help it.

"You're best at knowing yourself." Saxia's father stroked his beard and smiled. "Ofei Mondridge's house is cooking oil on fire, it's not a good momentum, you better continue to walk well in your position, and it's true to live in peace."

Safe? Zoha looked up at the empty ships that swept through the sky. The city, the island, is still the same as it used to be, but how long can it be maintained? The stockings and black dress that his girlfriend bought with a huge amount of money, and the glass vase on the most conspicuous shelf in the store he just passed, the world is already quietly changing, but no one is still aware of it.

"What's the point of digging up something from the insatiable otherworldly people little by little like Eufael Mondridge did with gold and silver?" As the two walked and talked on the streets, there were already people above them who were trying to convince the "diehards" who were reluctant to send troops.

"Immibizaro, leave a little credit to the young man." The man dressed as a general faced the window and looked at the dense buildings on the island outside the empty ship, with his hands behind his back. "Actually, I don't think it's like people from other worlds can't introduce the system of my religion in my country...... It is Elta who is responsible for the sin, and it has nothing to do with us. ”

"But the gods don't want to." The diminutive priest Immerbizero, with a steaming voice, cut off the general's opinion. "If you spread this, it's a steady disrespect."

"They may not be willing to let you go to the director of the Western Expeditionary Army." The general replied heroically caressing the window frame. "As I said, leave some room for young people to make contributions, and we will meet in the future, right?"

"Hmph." The priest was a little unhappy. "Anyway, I'm here to tell you that you can't afford to distune this soldier. Even the empty ships under your feet have to be transferred to Elta, not to mention the 10,000 soldiers under your command? ”

"Don't want to teach anymore?" The general spun around sharply. "How is it that such a great matter has not been decided by the gods of this world?"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the priest's wrinkled face. The gurgling sound caused the defenders of the Lancas garrison, who were not lacking in masculine strength, to shudder.

"All five empty ships are going to join the encirclement and suppression of the Otherworldly. The sixth ship is to stay in Lancas to serve the gods of the world. The order has been approved by the gods of the world, and you still need me to persuade you personally with this little strength, general, can you be regarded as worthy of you? ”

"Yes, yes, thank you for your love" The general perfunctorily greeted with a commanding force. "Then this fight, shouldn't the Chief Mage Group and the Forbidden Spell Research Society also want to?"

"All hands on deck." The priest stroked his hand, "I will also go to the battlefield when necessary, you must have thought that I was the kind of person who allowed young people to charge into battle and take advantage of himself, right?" ”

The general who was said to be right was slightly embarrassed. "You made a lot of decisions, what if you fail?"

"No ifs......" The seemingly cunning priest also walked to the window, looking at the city that stretched into the distance, and was silent for a long time.

"Flying machines, with powers we can't understand, and Uffy Mondridge is still entrusting them with a false snake and stalling for time, is this what a general should do? I'm sure that the other party also has the power of the gods, and if it fails, then our present gods are the opponents of the gods of the other world? ”

The garrison general slammed into a shock. Usually people are thinking about how to deal with the reproaches of the gods in the present world and the expanded treatment of the people below after they are defeated, so that they are not as tragic as the people who directly handled the country of the red dragon in the past. But the priest in front of him bluntly said that God might not be able to solve this group of people from the other world—and this really scared him very much.

"Aren't they supreme beings?"

"In terms of strength in the Bi-Moon Church, whether it's magic or physical strength, the gods and adults in this world are indeed much superior to us. But do you remember? They are just agents of the fallen gods in the divine realm. ”

This sentence was written in the doctrine, and the general naturally understood it, and nodded and motioned for the priest to continue.

The wind blowing through the window blew the priest's hat crooked, and he straightened his hat before continuing unhurriedly: "As we know, the gods are not as powerful as the elves. Purely in terms of the use of magic, the difference between the two is not a level. ”

The general was shocked, and his face changed.

"Don't be too surprised. This layer of secrets is not known to many people in the sect now, if it weren't for you and I old acquaintances, I wouldn't want to reveal it to you. The priest waved his hand.

"So we have to try our best to see how much power the otherworldly people have, if we can't subdue the otherworldly people or drive them back to the other side of the portal, then it won't be much use for the gods of the present world."

The general began to react, and the gilded trim on his clothes began to tremble along his shoulders. "Since the combat power of the elves is stronger than that of the gods of the present world, why can't they be allowed to clear out the otherworldly?"

"The purpose of the elves is to 'protect mankind', and the canon says that they are also guardians sent by the Creator, and the people on the other side must have been recognized by them as our kind."

Once this short message is released, it will be enough for the entire Bi-Moon Church to digest for a while, but the priest continued to analyze himself: "If it is the Creator's choice to let the people of another world 'punish' the Bi-Moon Church, then what else can we do but use this full force to strike?" ”

"If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win, it's that simple?" The general muttered to the correct answer.

"Yes, it's that simple."

The Sky Ship is still moving forward under the influence of levitation and wind magic, and the Sky Giant, which symbolizes the highest level of magic in the Two Moon Church, will make people stop and watch even if it appears in modern times. It is no wonder that the garrison generals were surprised that these vehicles, which were only used for high-level travel between the Kuril Islands, were also put into battle.

"Of course, before that, we will also give Offe Mondridge a chance to turn over." The priest smiled, and conjured a piece of paper from his hand, "His parents have a big face, even if we remove the superintendent, we will leave him alive, but if he collaborates with the enemy as rumored, then we can't save him." This is an open letter that we are going to send to the Western Expeditionary Army, and you can read it a little. ”

The small piece of paper flicked through the withered fingers and flew lightly to the general's hand. His large hand carefully spread out the piece of paper, and then read it at a glance.

"There is still a way to live, but it's narrower." The general's pale look had not yet faded, and he was not unaware that the best friend in front of him had given him both a real and powerful inside story and a silent warning - the great matter of the survival of the church had been missed, and Eufe Mondridge's today was undoubtedly your tomorrow - probably this is what it meant. "Don't you think this will turn young people back?"

"His family is here, how dare he rebel?" The priest pretended to smile lightly. "Besides, as long as he dares to pronounce the first sound of the word rebellion, there will naturally be someone watching his throne to help us get it. He does this business himself, so he doesn't know about this problem, right? ”