Warm food calms down the panicked people.

In the vicinity of the Gartur Lord's Palace, there is no need to worry about the terrible plague, no worries about the raging bandits, and no worries about the irresistible oppression. There is no wicked person who dares to exercise evil under the gaze of the Lord of Gatur.

Whether it is a nobleman who was once high, a merchant who used wealth to make money, or a peasant who has no food to eat, he will be treated fairly, regardless of whether he is high or low.

As long as you are obedient.

Even if you don't realize who the true owner of this land is, it doesn't matter, the merciful Lord of Gatur will be generous enough to give you another chance.

There is only one chance.

If you can't get your grip, join the rebellious mob and become a delicious meal for the wild dogs outside the city!

You just have to be obedient and do whatever you are told to do. Even if you're outside the city, there's a magic grass hut to keep you warm, and the warm broth will keep you out of the cold.

Don't make superfluous, stupid noises.

The Lord of Gatur, who has the blood of an iron-blooded tyrant in his veins, does not need to listen to humble advice.

The refugees did not make a single noise, and all of them sat quietly on the ground along the roads, city walls, and official roads, and took the food distributed in an orderly manner, and put it on their chests to sing from the bottom of their hearts in thanksgiving.

"Son of the Patronus, Punishment of the Silver Moon, Darkness of the Moon. ”

"Lord of Gatur, Holy Dictator. ”

"Thou hast kept calamity out of darkness, and thou hast sown the grace of Lady Moon upon us. ”

"We are grateful, respectful, and adored to you. ”

"As grateful to the great Lady Moon, for sending you to our rescue. ”

The spell secret method on Al's body was triggered by this call, and his consciousness was full of the voices of the people.

The name of Shaslugut can extract the condensed will from these voices and strengthen itself.

This is not the power of faith, but a conviction, a conglomerate of will.

Or, to be more precise, Al is incapable of translating faith into the power of faith.

Al halted the construction of the Mage Tower, and used Durrey to modify the technique to block out the sounds.

Afterward, Al walked into the War Room that the Clock Tower had built for Al to do.

Here, along with the mana pool, there are countless individual magic circuits that build powerful spell defenses and amplify Al's abilities.

For example, the artifact alchemy stone, which has been silent for a long time, has been covered by blood essence stones.

The War Room transmits the ability to amplify alchemy, allowing the Wind Hydra to swallow volcanic ash and transform into steel and rock faster, forging shaped blocks of steel and rock.

Conveyor belts built by the air quickly transport the materials out and assemble seven-story homes along the volcanic ash landscape.

Borrowing from the architectural design of the civilian area of the Empire of Light, there is mechanical intelligent computing planning, and the streets and seven-story buildings are clean and tidy. Water supply facilities, drainage facilities, and disaster prevention facilities are available, and there are not only green belt pools, fountains, but also recreational facilities.

"Matilda, give the order to go down and escort the first batch of refugees for transfer. ”

"Yes, Lord Viscount. ”

The hastily built housing facilities, of course, could not keep up with such a large population. Therefore, each room is temporarily occupied by eight people.

"Is this a pigsty?"

"I can understand that it's not normal now, but you actually let me squeeze together with seven pigs?!"

"I'm a nobleman of the Empire! I want to see Viscount Flame! I demand the dignity that a nobleman deserves!"

A fat man who was tormented by the plague and looked haggard, once he was safe, immediately burst out with superiority and arrogance in his bones.

A mechanical voice suddenly sounded quietly in this small room.

"First warning. ”

Hearing this mechanical voice, the fat man, who was still furious, immediately became like a frightened deer, widened his eyes in horror and quickly covered his mouth.

Where did he think that his complaints were heard, and he thought that this place was all lowly civilians, so he dared to lose his temper and play prestige.

If he really let him go to the dictator of Gatur's territory, he didn't dare to let out a fart.

It's cramped like a prison, but at least it's warm and safe.

The magic pool is constantly building residential areas, and the reserve is always on the cordon, and 10,000 people can be placed almost every three days.

After waiting for a month, the people who had fled from the three viscounts were hastily settled.

And the food is under the bread tree cultivated by the nine great druids, barely sustaining the necessities.

On this day, a group of visitors came to this cage-like area made of rock and steel.

"Tut-tut, Chief Al Thane, you are truly a dutiful lord. ”

A tall mage with a slightly mocking chuckle.

Behind him stood a row of uniformly dressed and imposing guards.

One of them, a man with two steel swords on his back and an unfathomable momentum, looked at Al in resolute silence.

Al in a robe, ignoring his gaze, looked coldly at the mage leader.

"Puran, where do I want food?"

This mage is the one who carried the pioneer order and enslaved the orcs with the Soul Ring on the prairie to build a territory, the Ao Ling Master Puran.

Outsiders don't know that Puran is actually Al's soul puppet.

Puran is a pawn that Al is going to use to provoke the orcs, and he is not going to be exposed, and it is normal acting for the two to meet.

"Chief Al isn't you going to catch up with me, after all, the mage lords who came out of the academy are only me, you, and Senior Hugh. We should have a lot in common. ”

"Unfortunately, Senior Hugh can't keep up with us. ”

The mage is extremely cold and rarely communicates with outsiders, drawing a clear line between the world's estrangement, and looking like a living person should not enter and talk nonsense. It is only with fellow mages that there will be common topics.

Whether it's Puran, or Al. Or the mages of the Eight Towers, or even the mages of the whole world, are all a virtue.

Once you step into the mysterious world, you will be distinguished from ordinary people.

The conflict between Puran and Al is well known in the Royal Academy, and Puran lost the scepter of dominance because of a gamble with Al. Almost lost the support of his family and was kicked out of the academy.

At this moment, he was invited by Al, so he should naturally taunt Al in a weird way.

Laughing at yourself, this experience is quite interesting.

"Senior Xiu is just not good at managing the territory, and his personal achievements are a little lower than mine, but there are still things worth learning from you. ”

Al said bluntly.

Immediately, a voice of dissatisfaction was vented at Al.

"You little ghost is still so annoying when you grow up, the last one to break through the eleventh level, and you also have the face to say that my personal achievements are only a little lower than yours?"

"The most important virtue you should learn from me is humility!"

The person who came was none other than the true genius of this era, the favored darling of Lady Lucky, and one of the heirs of the legendary Four Families of the Green Family.

Son of the elements, Hugh.

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