"Al, what are you thinking?"

Amanda asked as she watched Al get distracted from time to time.

"You say, what would happen if there were no orcs. ”

"No orcs?"

Amanda was stunned for a moment, thinking seriously about this question that she had never considered.

"If there were no orcs, the Empire would have free hands and fight the Empire of Light fiercely. Fight until the Chosen Emperor abdicates. ”

"Then the nobles and pioneer knights who have no territory will go crazy and break into the steppes to establish territories. The young men of our four families will also be sent out to compete for the most fertile places. ”

"At that time, the two of us will definitely be big nobles, and those small nobles will have to give us the land when they get it. ”

"Haha, it's very proud to think about it. ”

Al snorted, but didn't say anything more.

Amanda doesn't understand the mysterious world, so naturally she can't give Al the answer he wants.

If the orcs disappear, the first to collapse is the belief god in the orc god system who relies on the existence of believers.

The more powerful it is, the faster it will collapse.

The orc god Guush must have been the first to fall.

Other weak gods who are not deeply involved with believers may have lost their power when the priesthood collapses, but they can still survive. If the main god of other god systems is willing to accept it, and he can give him a little bit of his priesthood, he is still one of the immortal gods.

However, how can it be so easy to defeat a powerful race guardian god or even the entire god system, any disaster of exterminating the race will cause the true god to take action personally, even if it costs a huge price to disobey the oracle left by the supreme god in the pantheon.

This is not only for their own survival, but also because of the constraints of the priesthood.

Just like 5,000 years ago, the Dusk Dragon invaded with the Dusk God to destroy all races, civilizations, technologies, magic, and more. The corresponding priesthood calls all Guardians to fight.

This is the fundamental reason why the gods of the Faeron God Department join forces.

Once the gods accepted the priesthood and became part of the rules, they had lost their freedom.

Al ate the steak, finished his breakfast, and prepared to leave the army camp. A young man blocked his way.

"Albenstock, I'm Herald Jobe, and the Generalissimo has ordered you to come over. ”

Nowadays, no one calls Al the little imp of Thomas's family anymore, or little Thomas. This is a manifestation of power and status.

Al bowed to Job in silence and followed behind.

Prince Job, who was recognized, was full of the vitality of a young man, and talked as he walked.

"You went to beat your father's people again last night? ”

"I will please Your Majesty with my merits. ”

"Meritorious service is not omnipotent, otherwise there would be no such thing in history as a bird dies and a good bow is covered with dust. ”

In fact, there is a proverb missing from it, which is the advice that His Royal Highness the prince wants to give to Al.

If you act so unscrupulously, when you are useless, you will not end up like a general.

The biggest headache for Al right now is that he is unruly, unscrupulous, and solves all problems with killing and violence.

There is no fear in the heart, and there is no restraint in the deeds.

At least what those who want to control him think of as awe and restraint.

Like all mages in history, they are gradually losing control.

"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness Job. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Jobe smiled like a big boy and walked with his back on his back, looking at Al expectantly.

"Al, can you teach me magic? I'm just as talented as you used to be. ”

"But I love spells and want to be as powerful as you. ”

If Al was only an eleventh-level mage, of course he wouldn't be able to arouse the interest of a prince. However, Al is now famous for his powerful spells that can cause terrifying damage.

Today's Eagle King is very young, but there are two sixteen-year-old princes, making Al always strange.

But strange is strange, after all, Jobe is the prince, so he can't be offended.

"Are you asking as a prince, or as a mage?"

Job thought for a moment, and replied to Al with the vigor of a young man.

"As a mage. ”

"Then according to the rules of the mage, whatever you want to learn, you can exchange it for the same value. ”

Job is also a mage, although he is only a third-level mage, and he is also clear about the rules of mages.

If you want to enter this mysterious world, you have to follow its rules.

"Really? That's great. The generalissimo's tent has arrived, and I will go to you with my collection and exchange it between the masters. ”

As a prince, Jobe has never experienced the fun of exchanging between mages.

Now that I have the opportunity to experience this mystical cult that respects knowledge, I am not to blame Al, but I am excited.

Just as Al was about to enter the camp, Job suddenly asked a question curiously.

"What if I ask for it as a prince?"

Al did not answer him, and went straight into the marshal's tent.

He didn't need to answer the question of a third-level mage, an errand herald.

Job shrugged helplessly.

"It's really as withdrawn and perverse as ever. ”

In the tent, Generalissimo Augustine was already standing by the sand table in military uniform, waiting for him. There were also the captains and deputy commanders of the six major legions discussing something together.

Al's arrival only made them look up, and then they continued to discuss, and no one paid attention.

Al stood silently aside, from early morning until noon, when the crowd dispersed before Augustine beckoned to him.

"Come and sit down, Al. I thought you really didn't talk about the rules at all, and you couldn't stand this anger and turned away. ”

The older generation always likes to test the young, and Al, although disgusted, does not say much nonsense.

"What do you command, Generalissimo. ”

Al has always disliked, and he lacks some respect and patience for anyone who is not a scholar or a spellcaster.

Occupational discrimination is a common problem of mages, and there is always an illusion that chickens and ducks are wasting time.

Augustine had also seen a lot of these mages who had no one in his eyes, and he was very fond of such people.

Because this kind of person does things, whether it is communication or doing things, he goes straight to the topic and is very easy to use.

"The Legion of the Wind has lost a deputy commander and a number of accompanying mages. It's wartime, and Your Majesty doesn't have time to punish you. ”

"You go and do what the deputy commander, twenty mages and a four-hundred-man legion should do. ”

This command is very general, but it is very suitable for the uncontrolled Al. Give him a goal, and the rest will be left behind. It's exactly the same as the habit of the Aurett family to only look at the results and unstabilize the process.

He also believed that Arr, who had killed thousands of orcs on the steppe, had the ability to do so.

Even if you don't, young people, you can't force the ability to come out.

Al had no objections or refusals, as shrewd rhetorical questions as his mother.

"Well, the supply and salary of the deputy legional commander, twenty military mages, and a four-hundred-man legion. ”

"Where do I get it?"