In the evening, the high priest who returned home summoned his youngest son, who had many children, but he liked the youngest son, because the two men were the most similar in appearance.

It's a bit strange to say, the children in front of the high priest have some differences in appearance from him, this kind of thing can't be said to be very common, but it is not uncommon.

He did not inquire whether these sons were in his own blood, and the mothers of these children brought with them a lot of wealth, power, and some intangible wealth that could not be directly valued.

He was also given a lot of help when he and his other brothers were competing for the position of high priest, so he would pretend to be confused.

Only the youngest son is most like him, he can't say this feeling, at least he thinks so, so he prefers the younger son.

The young son of the high priest was only seventeen years old, and if it weren't for the fact that the unmarried and pregnant girl was ashamed to commit suicide in the river, the seventeen-year-old boy would have been the father of one child by now.

From the Nagalil point of view, the young man was quite handsome, he was not a fat man like the local nobles, he was a little thin, and he appeared to be very spirited.

"Father, you're looking for me. ”

Stripped of his colorful bird feathers, stripped of all kinds of decorations, and wiped the paint off his body, the high priest revealed his true face.

It was an old-looking old man with tattoos all over his face and arms, and his skin was sagging so that the tattoos could no longer show what they were trying to say when they were pierced into his skin.

It also made the High Priest look a little scary and disgusting.

"Do you know Lynch?", the high priest asked, looking at his youngest son.

The young man nodded, "I know him, everyone has been talking about him lately. ”

The High Priest nodded noncommittally, "In two days he will get on the boat that leaves Nagalil and returns to the Bail Federation, and you go with him, not to Amilia, to the Bail Federation." ”

Originally, the High Priest had planned to send his youngest son to the province of Amilia, and Gevra had been given the right to rule the region for one hundred and twenty years, just in time for the construction of the region.

This was a great opportunity, originally the high priest had planned to let his younger son go with the money to go to school and do business, and it was better to be friends with the local dignitaries - with his father, who was the high priest, as a background wall, someone would be willing to be friends with a young man.

Regardless of whether the younger son would be able to return to inherit his position and power in the future, at least it would be a way out, and even he had thought that if he could, he would establish a religion in the Anmelia region as well.

The antagonism between the locals and the Gevra makes them need an "intermediary" to reconcile the contradictions, which is a good opportunity, and his youngest son has prepared a lot for this.

It's just that I didn't expect that Lynch's words made him change his mind - freedom of religion and freedom of belief.

Gevra is a monarchy, and proselytizing is permissible, and only with the consent of the ruler can he proselytize to a limited extent, unlike the Commonwealth.

If the Federation is really that free, he can completely let his youngest son become a high priest in the Federation, that is the real way out.

Rich, advanced, developed, safe, it is much better than being a native emperor in this place.

"But I have heard that Lynch rejected Mr. Preton's kindness......"

The high priest frowned, and his voice was a little stern, "Remember, you are a child of the Nagalil, you are not a child of Preton, you do not speak for him, and do not fear him." ”

In fact, his attitude is largely representative of the current worries and resentments of Nagalil's ruling class, and the younger generation has begun to become more and more externalized under the influence of these outsiders.

Some of them are not even fluent in the native Nagalil language, but speak the international lingua franca as fluently as their mother tongue.

Their attitude towards life, their attitude towards society...... , which is not very much like the natives, which is a concern that their descendants will one day suddenly change from Nagalil to "foreigners".

The high priest felt irritated for no reason, "That's it, you are going to study this time, by the way, take a look at the environment over there, Lynch told me that religion and belief are very free over there, if you can......"

The little son, who originally had no expression, had a little more stunned on his face, but soon it was a look of surprise.

He was more interested in religion than in business.

Born in such a family, he knew very well that God could do what money sometimes can't do!

The news that the High Priest had let his youngest son leave with Lynch soon spread through certain channels, and when Mr. Preton found out about it, he just smiled indifferently, he didn't take it to heart, and at the same time, for the sake of the High Priest's face, let people not embarrass him on the sea.

The children of the provincial governor's family did not dare to say anything about not being allowed to leave without paying the money, and with the high priest coming forward, no one dared to stop Lynch from leaving the country unless their father put up a tough resistance.

For the sake of a small person, if it triggers a new round of collision between political power and theocracy, it will not be worth the loss for the whole society.

The matter seemed to settle down, and a few days later, Lynch embarked on the return journey back to the Bylor Federation with a boatload of things and a young man who was full of yearning for the outside world and was away from his father's sight for the first time.

......

"Why so many people?", the Federans, who had just come off the cruise ship, looked at the reporters in the harbor with cameras and cameras, and they asked each other if there were any foreign heads of state and dignitaries who were going to visit.

As the Federation began to become more involved internationally, state visits became very frequent and normal.

There's a new player at the table, and the old players are sure to figure out what the new friend has in mind and if there are any projects they can work on.

State visits, which had not been seen once in previous years, have become a daily occurrence in the meantime, with the Chancellor of Gavra on the front foot and the Foreign Minister of the Federal Republic of Renes on the back, and a long list of diplomatic agendas.

This also made the people in the federation look strange, and at the same time increased a kind of national cohesion and confidence.

In the words of Mr. President's televised speech, "We are participating in more international decisions, we are becoming more critical, our standing has been enhanced, and the great revival of the Union is at hand...... which does boost morale.

Although the current economic situation is still bad, it is not as clear as before, and the emergence of some international orders has caused some factories to start resuming work, which is a good phenomenon and makes people realize the importance of integrating into the international community.

Of course, all this also proves the error of the "escapist" line, and the former president is currently under investigation, and it is said that the Federal National Security Council of Bailer intends to indict the former president for "dereliction of duty" and "obstruction of national security".

The rapid and dramatic changes have so much that when people disembark from the ship, the first thing that comes to mind when they see these journalists is a visit by a foreign dignitary.

Some people stay in the harbor and want to feel the heartbeat of the pulse of the times up close, but they are destined to be disappointed, but not necessarily to lose - this sentence is wonderful.

As an inconspicuous small and medium-sized freighter slowly approached the harbor, the reporters instantly boiled, and some people who watched the excitement also rushed forward.

The first thing they saw was some big cages sent down from the freighters, and the reporters' cameras began to flicker wildly, and people kept screaming and wondering, what the fuck is this?

"Is this a lion?", a fashionable lady in a sun hat, a long blue dress, and a handbag asked, somewhat uncertainly, "its fur is so beautiful and sparkling in the sun!"

Her male companion was a little unsure, "The lion's hair is much thicker than it's, and judging by the markings on its body, I think it might be a leopard." ”

"I've seen leopards, leopards don't have those hairs!", the fashionable lady immediately disagreed.

The male partner was just about to refute, but he saw the insistence in the woman's eyes, and he had just finished a month-long abstinence period, and the whole person instantly confessed, "You're right, dear!"

The lady smiled very elegantly, "I knew I was right!"

More things were being brought down from the ship, which were rarely seen in the Federation, including some furniture made of red blood wood - even the children came with Lynch, and cutting down some worthless trees was not a matter of words?

People are talking about where these things are coming from, who they belong to, and why there are so many journalists.

At this time, the owner of these things was on the deck of the freighter.

"I feel it, Lynch ......", the seventeen-year-old boy had a good relationship with Lynch after three days of getting along, and he held on to the side of the boat at this time and raised his head slightly, breathing deeply.

The air quickly filled his lungs, making his somewhat thin body look a little bulging, "This is the smell of freedom, I never thought that the taste here is so sweet!"

He looked back at Lynch with some surprise, there was no stench in the air that could not be dispersed so much that it needed a sachet to cover it, maybe there was nothing else but the smell of the sea, but this was enough of a surprise for a teenager who was going abroad for the first time.

"I said, this is the best place in the world, you're going to love it!", Lynch's smile has always been contagious, and with his age not much older than the teenager, it's easy to get the teenager to agree with him.

"I think so now, Lynch!"