The Imperial Grip wasn't the first fleet to discover the New World, and Crondo wasn't the first outsider to set foot in Villeste, but the landing expedition was so unusual that it would have a huge impact on the Blackwing Empire and even Velluster in the future—and it all started with the crews of this fleet.

The Northern Empire was well prepared for this ocean-going project, and half of the nearly 5,000 crew members of the Empire's Grip fleet were not sailors and soldiers, but a complex composition of hired craftsmen, farmers, and merchants, as well as scholars, spellcasters, and the Blackwing Clan.

They have been put to the test of the Empire, and each one has a mission to discover and record all the information about all aspects of Villeste.

In the mouths of the Eladians before, Veloster on the other side of the world was at great risk: fierce natives, cruel beasts, and widespread curses were all prohibitive, and more importantly, Eladia's killer weapon, magic, would be greatly weakened and suppressed on this continent, for which Eladia called this continent "God's Forsaken Land".

Caesar used the information provided by Captain Crondo to make a simple deduction about the condition of Vloster, and the magic was weakened and suppressed, probably because the density and activity of the elements on the continent were difficult to compare with Eladia, and it was not inappropriate for Vloster to be called the "Godforsaken Land" in a single point.

And the curse that spreads ...... Caesar speculated that the Eladians might have become unwell with the environment of the New World and were more susceptible to diseases that had been mistaken for curses.

However, most of these circumstances could not stop the Northern Empire, the Empire's ocean-going ships could sail into the Dead Magic Zone normally, and the army with the Blackwing Clan as the main combat force was not afraid of any creatures in Willow.

In addition to the "Dragon's Lair Project", the Black Wing Empire also has a plan that was established at the same time as it, which is being carried out secretly - basic medicine.

There was a question that had always bothered Caesar - "Eladia has no medicine. "He was told about this when he was a child when he was a child in the Orc Stone Crow Clan, but at that time, the little black dragon's attention was all focused on the summer grass and did not delve too deeply, and now that he thinks about it, he finds that there are many doubts on this issue.

The primitive Stone Crow clan has no concept of disease to understand, the elven forest of the world has no concept of disease to understand, and even the Northland countries have no concept of disease due to their remoteness and backwardness, but the developed trade city-states and the powerful Immortal Empire are also unable to realize this problem?

In order to solve the confusion, under the instruction of the Black Dragon Emperor, some people conducted research on ancient ruins and secret epics, and the results showed that as early as the rise of orcs at the end of the First Age, there was already a profession called "witch doctor", but in the end, this possible medical profession was buried in the dust of history as the orc empire fell apart.

The humans who rose up later do not seem to have explored this aspect in depth at all.

In the process of self-consciousness awakening, human beings should be full of curiosity and questioning, which is by no means the normal direction of development, but the result of intervention.

Countless priests of the gods walk all over Eladia, God loves the world, saves the dead and merciful with the divine art of holy light, baptism and healing, and mortals pray day and night with devout faith, what's wrong?

Medicine, in Elradia, is a "forbidden territory" that no one is allowed to touch.

If he had to tear through this disguise, it could mean that he was the enemy of all the gods who devoured the faith, and Caesar was unlikely to do such a thing in the past, present, or future, so he had no way to reveal the truth to the outside world, so he could only conduct secret research in his own territory.

Among the crew of the Northern Ocean Fleet, there were also medical pioneers disguised as scholars, tasked with documenting possible plagues in Villeste.

Captain Crondo was cautious, and in the process of exploring and discovering, in order to ensure the safety of the crew, he ordered everyone to not act alone, he divided every twenty people into groups to assist each other in collective action, but even so, six teams still lost contact.

They waited and searched for two months, but still did not get any valuable news.

As the winter warmed up, Crondo realized he had to set off, and the ocean-going fleet was stranded in Villeste for the winter, and after a final massive search, everyone was ordered to return to their temporary base, board the wooden boats, and return to the safe and secure group.

The order to return was given immediately, and Clondo went into the captain's room and began to look through and sort through the materials handed in by the various groups, which would be his most important gift to the Black Dragon Emperor.

He stroked his beard, which had grown to his chest from being untrimmed for a long time, and muttered as he read it: "There is so much information that I can write a book." ”

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"There's so much information that I could write a book."

Enrehill put the information gathered by the intelligence organization back on the table, and it took him a day to read all the documents, which were detailed enough, from the development history of the Black Wing Empire to the social structure, from the size of the army to the ideology, including some classified information.

Enrehill is right, with a little organization, this information can be transformed into a "Blackwing Empire Encyclopedia".

Nowadays, the trade barriers with the Empire as the core have gradually formed, and in the competition for the trade system, the Empire has gained an unstoppable absolute advantage, but the north is not as vulnerable as imagined.

Instead of bowing to the Empire, the newly-born hybrid kingdom found a new way to reconnect and build its own trade network.

Although this nascent trade network was small and fragile and could not be helped in a short period of time, and the Blackwing Empire still had to suffer a lot of losses, the will behind this decision was so strong that the Blackwing Empire would rather suffer losses and rebuild its trade network than submit to the "continentalized" trading system and recognize the core dominance of the empire.

Upon hearing the news, Enrichel fell into deep thought with his head on his back.

He never underestimated the monarch of any country in Eladia, in his cognition, those who can become kings are not ordinary people, take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the monarch of the country is incompetent to a certain extent, there will be wise prime ministers and vassals under him.

He already knew that the ruler of the Northern Empire was a dragon, and a dragon that could establish a country was definitely fundamentally different from those arrogant and arrogant dragons.

There's only one reason: it's emboldened.

Caesar Ortorenzo Targaryen, winner of the War of the Three Gods, founder of the Hybrid Empire, and king of the northern world, Enrichel recognized and highly valued the strength and wisdom of the other party.

He wanted to know where the other party's confidence came from, and if he wanted to defeat an enemy, he needed to know enough about the other party, so the ruler would spend a day reading information.

Outside the window, the scorching sun was slanting in the west, and the golden color with the smell of fire passed through the huge floor-to-ceiling window and sprinkled on the surface of the desk, and Emperor Enrehir exhaled, stretched out his hands and rubbed the sides of his temples, and then opened his eyes: "It's really good, I don't think even I can make a country what it is in a hundred years." ”

"It's a dragon, and it has a natural advantage in absorbing power and minions." The former prime minister opposite him said with a wooden face.

"It's not about race."

Enrehir shook his head and said, "It's doing almost everything right, and it's groundbreaking, even the gadgets are very interesting, and right now, the industrial ...... that country is going on Industrial ......"

He didn't remember the unfamiliar word in the intel.

"The Industrial Revolution." The Prime Minister added.

"The Industrial Revolution." "If the projects listed above are successful, it will change dramatically in the workshops and workshops in the north, and while I can't speculate what will become of them in the end, it will only make them stronger," Enrehill confirmed. ”

"Need to stop ......"

"How to stop it? Straight to war? ”

Enrehir interrupted him: "Now is not the time to start a war, let the Dawn Legion plug the new dimensional rift, I don't want to see creatures from the lower realms appear in this world." ”

"So what should we do?" The Prime Minister asked.

"We are also 'revolutionary.'"

Enrehir looked at him: "To be honest, I'm very interested in that 'steam oven', keep up with the times, old friend, otherwise we may have to be surpassed by a newborn." ”