The next day, Havina left with Alice, Mijas was in the center of the storm in this world, and there were many troubles, some of which were caused by Mijas herself, even if Havina was a legendary warlock, she was a little tired, and she had new worries after she became pregnant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My child deserves an easy childhood." This was the idea of Havina after seeing the young Rogers being dragged to Dragon Island by Mihas to undergo rigorous training, and later Alice appeared, indicating that Mijas was even involved with the gods, which made the legendary Havina lose the confidence to protect her child, so she chose to have a showdown with Mihas.

Havina wants to take her children to the Eero Continent to live in seclusion, she is different from Mijas, many years of escapism have made Havina far less famous than Mijas on the Eero Continent, and the strength of the legendary warlock is already a top role on the stage of the Eero Continent, even if there are gods descending to earth, Mijas also let Alice follow Havina, so to a certain extent, Havina should be more relaxed when she leaves Mijas's side temporarily.

"Damn, I'm in a bad mood, what to vent to my little child, is it really not ashamed?" Rogers was running, while saying bad things about Mijas in his heart, although he didn't know what made Mrs. Havina choose to leave, but Rogers could still see Mihas's loss, but he never thought that Mijas would actually turn all his energy to teaching himself!

"Rogers, speed up again!" Mijas slapped Rogers' ass with a wicker.

“！” Rogers endured the hot pain, but he didn't even have the strength to refute it, according to Mijas, "If you can still speak, it means that you are not running as hard as you can." ”。

But Master's authority was absolute, and Rogers could only dig out the last bit of strength in his body to try to make himself run faster.

"Use the 'qi' in your body, that's the last thing you have left, and I'm sure you won't be able to find even a little strength in your muscles anymore." Mijas watched Rogers' actions, but shook his head slightly, keeping his mind clear in the face of exhaustion is also a very important ability.

"Whew~" Although Rogers' thinking was a little confused, it was no problem to follow Mijas's guidance, only to see him exhale deeply, as a beginner, Rogers also needs to rely on breathing to drive the flow of "qi" in his body.

However, the hard training was not without results, in just a few months, Rogers rose four levels in a row and became a fifth-level knight, a speed that even Mijas could not catch up with back then, which fully demonstrated the superiority of human blood.

In martial arts practice, human beings cannot extend their lifespan like legal professionals, but although human martial artists have a short lifespan, they have a period of rapid growth in strength, which coincides with their physical development period, although Rogers is a half-elf, he also inherited this advantage, and in the period from ten to thirty years old, his professional level increase is the fastest.

That night, Mijas held a book and introduced Rogers to religion and belief.

Mijas wants to train a human king, not a reckless man, so cultural classes are very necessary.

"Rogers, do you know what politics is?" Mijas cooks a large pot of soup, and it is a habit for him to teach while enjoying food.

"I don't know." Rogers' eyes were fixed on the iron pot, compared to these haves and not, the pot and spoon in Mijas's hand was something worthy of his attention, he had drunk this soup several times, and each time he had to drink it until he was about to vomit before he would stop, Rogers guessed more than once that Mijas's cooking skills were what he was best at.

"Then you can't drink the soup until you know it." Mijas said with a smile, adding some mojin grass to the iron pot by the way, this plant is a pure seasoning, non-toxic and harmless, and cannot be used to refine potions, it was previously regarded as a weed, only Mijas took a fancy to its spicy taste, and used it to replace chili peppers in dishes.

By the way, Rogers is already a person who is not spicy or unhappy, for Rogers, fortunately, the Mojin grass is very abundant, and he will not worry about not being able to eat it in the future, and unfortunately, the chef who can perfectly remove the earthy smell of these weeds is a legendary dragon, and generally speaking, it is not easy to eat Mijas's food, even Rogers, a personal disciple.

"In my eyes, politics is a struggle between people." Mijas watched as Rogers' gaze finally took his eyes off the iron pot and began his teaching tonight.

"Isn't that a fight?" Rogers thought for a moment.

"Fighting is the most basic struggle, and politics is more advanced." Mijas explained.

"Advanced fighting...... War? Rogers shook his head, indicating that he still didn't know.

"Rogers, what is the purpose of the man-man struggle? To kill each other? ”

"Hmm...... In order to get the other party's money? Rogers thought of the robbers.

"There is such a situation, but the struggle between people and people is everywhere, you are in school, every exam is a struggle, on the street, two restaurants connected to each other are discounted at the same time, this is also a kind of struggle, you said fighting, and war, it is just the most direct way."

Mi Haston paused.

"In the final analysis, it's just to get more resources, and after reaching a certain level, 'people' itself has become something worth fighting for, 'people' itself is a resource, and war kills people, so war itself is the destruction of resources, which is why everyone is reluctant to start a war."

"Then Master, is politics a war that doesn't kill people?" Rogers thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up and said.

"Very well, indeed, politics is generally a war that doesn't kill people, at least not these guys who play politics." Mijas hooked the corners of his mouth, in the recent period, the group of legendary mages, as well as the old aristocratic high-ranking of the six royal families, have played the political struggle out of the flowers, although they themselves have no losses, but the rebels, the aristocratic army, and even some civilians in the war zone, have paid the price with their lives.

"One person's strength is limited, even if it is a legend, it can't be one person against the whole world, so in order to ensure their victory, people form gangs and form small groups."

"Like royalty?"

"Like royalty."

"And what group do I belong to?" Rogers pointed to himself.

"You represent mortals!" Mijas said categorically.

In the end, Rogers still drank the soup, but this time he didn't drink it again until he vomited, Rogers was a smart child, and even sometimes too smart, so Mijas's words were deeply imprinted in his heart that night.

"Master Mijas, you said that the power of one person is limited, so how can I form my own small group?" Rogers thought for a long time, his mother was just an ordinary elf, and his father was a commoner, not even a professional, so it was basically impossible to form a family group like the royal family, and if he relied on strength to form a group, the way to solve the problem was too simple, Mijas said that war should be the last resort.

"Charisma, charisma is always the most important trait of a leader, and 'right' is the greatest charisma."

"So how do I convince people that I'm 'right'?"

"Rogers, that's something you're going to solve, and I expect you to walk people on the right path, not behind me." Mijas refused to answer the question, he didn't want mortals to follow the old path of the dragons, which had been occupied by the dragons and would not allow others to gain a foothold.

But even Mijas never imagined that the solution that Rogers finally came up with was faith.

"God" is the infallible being, and a "God" who cannot make mistakes is the most charming.

Rogers later chose to deify himself, became the first "God Emperor" on the Arrow Continent, and created a continental god kingdom that integrates politics and religion, I have to say that history is sometimes like this, Mijas tried every possible way to let mortals get rid of the identity of "believing in leeks", but the disciples he cultivated became the people who "cut leeks", which is indeed the greatest irony.

Faith, the medicine that mortals use to save themselves, there are many things in life, people with faith can live more easily than others, self-deception is also a kind of strength, weak mortals need this deception to arouse the passion in their hearts.

Only a truly powerful person turns faith into faith and no longer seeks self-comfort, just because his heart is as solid as a rock and does not need to be saved by the gods.

Only truly great people can help others to strengthen their beliefs and create a civilization that does not need to be saved by gods, and in the end only mortals themselves can save mortals, tear off the camouflage called gods, and finally everyone can find out that only you, gods, have never been "people" who will choose to stand with you.

Perhaps, this is also a historical necessity? In this era, people need a god so much, whether it is the "virtual god" that Mijas once encountered in the game, which was invented by Bishop Ivan and materialized to catch the power of faith, or in this world, later Rogers, the first "God Emperor" on the continent of Arrow.

The mortals on the Arrow Continent chose to escape, chose to bow down at the feet of a powerful being, and chose to seek refuge, after all, it was much easier and safer to hide behind the gods than to face those dangers themselves, wasn't it?

Mijas is a dragon, not a human, after all, and he can't make decisions for mortals.