The rain mixed with a little broken snow fell one after another, so the world was foggy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the first rain of the year, and it looks like it has eaten a lot more than in previous years. Fortunately, there has always been no shortage of rain in the northwest region, and the melting of ice and snow accumulated in winter alone is enough to provide water sources, and there is no need to worry about "spring rain is as expensive as oil".

Along with the spring rain, there is also quite surprising news.

Located in the middle of the main plane continent, the oldest human state in the history of the world, the Eagle Kingdom, has been divided.

The eastern part of the Eagle Kingdom belongs to the famous Grand Duke of Griffon. The original Grand Duke of Griffon, a demigod griffon, made an unbreakable pact with the god of eagles and became his most powerful subordinate. Later, the Eagle God failed to challenge the Lord of Light and died under the Radiant Lord's hammer, while the Grand Duke of Griffon was severely injured by the God of Knights and had to use secret techniques to reincarnate. After his reincarnation, he was re-enshrined as a god of state and diplomacy, also known as the god of kingship.

The god of kingship still retains the memories of his time as Grand Duke of the Griffon, keeping his original oath to protect the Eagle Kingdom. For a long time afterward, He, along with his followers and the church, remained one of the pillars of the Eagle Kingdom. And the successive griffon archdukes who inherited his bloodline are also the most reliable arms of the Eagle Kingdom. They guarded the eastern part of the kingdom, fended off enemies from all walks of life, and built the griffon duke into an extremely prosperous one-third of the strength of the entire griffon kingdom.

But all this changed a hundred and fifty years ago, when the god of kingship was killed by a mistress and the priesthood was taken away. His church and faith, with the exception of the collapsed and lost parts, became the property of the newborn noble gods. The god of nobility does not intend to follow the covenant between the Grand Duke of the Griffon and the god of the eagle. Under his influence, the Duchy of Griffons quickly separated from the Eagle Kingdom. Soon there was a sense of division.

In last winter's "Battle of the Day the Sun Goes Out", the Eagle Kingdom suffered a heavy blow. It is conservatively estimated that there will be no hope of recovery in twenty or thirty years. The Duchy of Griffon, which had suffered little in the war, finally put its intention of independence into practice, and at the recent sowing festival, it declared its independence and established the "Duchy of Griffon".

It is not only the region of the former Duchy of Griffons that is independent, but also the two counts in the central and eastern part of the Kingdom of Eagles, who are close to the Duchy of Griffons, have also declared their participation in the Duchy of Griffons. In terms of land area, the newly-born Duchy of Griffons occupies almost 30% of the territory of the entire Eagle Kingdom, in other words, the current ratio of the territory of the Kingdom of the Eagle and the Duchy of Griffons is roughly two to one.

That's not an outrageous ratio. Considering the difference in the prosperity of the two sides, as well as the current predicament of the Eagle Kingdom, it is certain that the Eagle Kingdom will not have the ability to go east to quell the rebellion for a long time in the future. Even, maybe never.

Leon, who got the news, was silent for a long time, and finally did not go to his hometown. After thinking about it, he felt that this kind of thing would actually happen sooner or later, even if he could barely stop it once, it would be impossible to stop it forever.

What's more, even himself. I don't have much sense of identity with the Eagle Kingdom anymore.

Time is the most powerful weapon, and thirty years is enough time for the former prince to no longer think of himself as a member of the kingdom. Even though he remembered that he had the blood of an eagle in his body, that was all.

If one day. The Eagle Descendants are in crisis, and he will most likely come to the rescue. But the premonition of the split did not make him take action.

This made Carissa breathe a sigh of relief. Also very happy. She had been worried about whether Leon would rush back when he got the news and try to use his force and prestige to stop the split—in that case. Leon will definitely become a thorn in the side of many people, and maybe encounter other dangers!

As the lord of Garth City. The current Earl of Riley, Carissa's interest in the Eagle Kingdom is only "that's Leon's hometown" and "Leon likes to eat hometown food", and she is not interested in anything else!

Well, for her, it would be best if there were only those hometown dishes left in the Eagle Kingdom - last time, Leon actually ran to fight against a strong man who even His Majesty the Void Mask was afraid of in order to save the Eagle Kingdom, it was simply terrifying!

"Duke Griffon is independent. ”

"I expected it. ”

"With the current situation, it's strange that he is not independent. ”

Similar to this statement, circulated in various countries on the mainland, no one was surprised by this, and even the new king of the Eagle Kingdom was silent for a long time after receiving the news, and then sighed deeply and said: "What should come will come after all, forget it." ”

For the inhabitants of Pyroxene Town, located on the edge of the ash forest in the Northwest Territories, the split of the Eagle Kingdom can only be regarded as a conversation point in their spare time. The most important thing for them in front of them was the first trial harvest of Mayor Ferex's "artificial vein".

Dressed in thick hazmat suits, Rif and three equally cautious diggers used a scythe to slice off the top half of the gray-black mushrooms that had grown at the bottom of Tunnel 1 and placed them in a specially sealed box.

The mushroom can continue to grow as long as the bottom half is retained, and the negative energy it absorbs is condensed in the part of the canopy, so it is quite easy to harvest. All that is needed is adequate protection and sufficient care.

The heavy protective clothing made the otherwise easy harvesting work a lot more troublesome, and everyone's movements were a little clumsy, and the sickle cut into the hands more than once. Fortunately, the protective clothing from the forearm to the hands is particularly thickened and reinforced, and the sickle is not sharp.

After a hard afternoon, they finally finished harvesting the first batch of mushrooms and filled six large boxes. These crates were taken out by other workers and transported to the magic school, where they were to be extracted in a special extraction room and turned into valuable negative energy essences and residues that could be used as mushroom fertilizer.

After finishing his work, Rif walked out of the pit and stood in the purification circle for five minutes according to the regulations, and then when he left the circle, he hurriedly took off his stuffy protective suit.

The raindrops mixed with fine snowflakes fell on his body, cold and cold, and it was really comfortable for him who was so hot and sweaty that he was covered in sweat!

But the young magician in charge of the overseer immediately shouted and ordered him to return to the lounge at once and change into warm clothes to keep him out of the cold.

"Are you so anxious to die after sweating all over your body after strenuous exercise?" Pike, the old man in charge of the duty room, said very unceremoniously, "You are only thirty years old, you don't even have a wife and children, and you have finally lived a stable life, why can't you think about it so much?"

Reif smiled bitterly, he wanted to tell the other party that he actually had a wife and children.

At least, there used to be......

But he still didn't say it after all, and all his memories and thoughts turned into a silent sigh.

It would be nice to be able to meet a nice guy like Mayor Ferex back then......

Rif wasn't depressed for long, and when the last digger came out of the tunnel, was purified, and took off his protective suit to make his way to the newly built break room next to the duty room, the young magician pulled out a staff of sound transmission, and the voice of his teacher, Mayor Ferex, came from inside.

"Everyone has worked hard during this time, and the mushroom yield is good, and the texture is good. The first phase of man-made veins has been a great success, and I would like to thank you all for your hard work. ”

The diggers laughed, and although they had no culture or experience in fighting wits and courage, they could at least hear that the words of thanks were not perfunctory.

Mayor Ferex continued, "Let's give everyone three days off, and the salary will be calculated according to the usual standard." Then, there's a bonus to be given!"

Hearing this, the diggers cheered. For those who are poor, paid holidays are already very good, and bonuses are even better. In particular, Mayor Ferex has never been stingy, since she said that she would give out bonuses, she would definitely not be like the previous mine owner who meant a few copper coins per person.

"How much bonus will be paid?" asked an anxious child.

The young magician shook his head, he didn't know.

"There must be quite a lot of them anyway!" said another, more sedate smile.

"Yes, maybe five silver coins, maybe even seven, no, eight silver coins...... that's a guess.

Raif smiled, wiped the sweat and rain off his body with a dry cloth, picked up his cup on the wooden shelf in the lounge, went to the large wooden barrel to pick up a cup of hot barley tea, and drank it.

Today's barley tea is slightly spicy and slightly sweet, presumably with herbs that can prevent cold and illness.

That's nice!

He sat on the bench, listened to the enthusiastic discussions of the workers, drank the hot tea that warmed his throat to his stomach and from his stomach to his whole body, and looked at the spring rain outside, and couldn't help laughing.

It's really a comfortable day like this!

After a while, a patrol arrived in the rain and handed out the "bonus" that the mayor had just mentioned.

Contrary to the guess, not seven, eight, or five per person, but one per person - gold coins!

Looking at the golden coins, the miners froze.

Although theoretically ten silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin, in practice, for the vast majority of poor civilians, they may not be able to save a gold coin all year round. Even...... Before Mayor Ferex arrived, most of the people here hadn't had a chance to touch a single gold coin.

Life is so hard that just being "alive" has already made them do their best. Saving money, gold coins, dreams?

More than one digger turned the golden coin over and over again, frantically trying to find a place to put it away, but he didn't know where to put it, and he was embarrassed.

Rif still held the teacup firmly in his right hand, and his left hand was spread out, and the golden little baby lay quietly in the palm of his hand, reflecting a reassuring light.

He clenched his left hand, felt the hard feeling coming from his palm, craned his neck, and drank the hot tea in one gulp, his eyes full of hope and confidence.

"Our days will definitely get better and better!"

He talked to himself like this, which attracted everyone's echo. (To be continued.) )