"You are the leader of Frank from another world, and you have the right to dispose of any civilian. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoToday's events are also fateful, but since I can't suppress my anger, you feel guilty about me in your heart. Then I, Howard, are you willing to become my disciple and abandon the ties with the old world and embark on the road of heroism?"

The war that spread across the island was started by the elves and ended with the elven forces being expelled from the island.

The people of the city of Erich were the first to dissipate the gloom of the war, and although the priests and temple guards were mostly unconscious, the memorial to the general dead was over, under the command of Tovar.

The once bright red port has been renovated, and the once monotonous fishing port has been revitalized by the uneradicated gardens.

Tovar's nickname "The Just" had never been so well deserved, and the people of the city complied with his arrangement.

A unified command avoids a lot of waste, and the same pace makes the reconstruction work more efficient.

Compared to Erich, who was only affected near the port, Kruhan did not even suffer much damage to the city walls.

But Dilumudo's killing frightened the Celts in the city, and the city, which had no warriors but the old and weak, dared to close the gates and hoist the battle flag.

Although the Fiona Warriors lost more than half, they were still able to capture an empty city. Pity for the women and children and the old and infirm made Dilumudo, after bathing, suppress the petition for the siege.

Based on the tone set by Lee Seung-ryong, the Fiona Warriors negotiated with Kruheng's representatives while disposing of the corpses outside the city.

The people of Kluhean wanted to keep the city's culture pure, but Dilumudo was tasked with rooting Cthulhu culture here.

The people of Kruhem wanted a high degree of autonomy, but Dilumudo was tasked with rebuilding the Ibon-style system.

The huge political and cultural differences between the two sides kept the negotiations going on for nine days.

At dusk on the ninth day, Tovar came with a Viking unit to support the long-delayed battlefield of Kruheim.

The horned helmet and round shield were the most real fears in the memory of the Kruheng people, and the fear that the battlefield and the city would be handed over to the Vikings made the delegation of elders lick their faces and return to Dilumudo.

With the promise that Dilumudo would take over the city and that not a single Viking would appear in the city, by the time the moon rose, Kluheon and its dependencies had become the new territory of Ebon.

Transforming the city was troublesome, but after nine days of negotiations, Droplik's convoy would arrive, and a large amount of supplies would be put into the sacrifice, and the city would be transformed into a new look after a round of sunrise and sunset.

In Blarney City, Hannah is looking at the drawings and instructions left behind by Howard, directing the citizens mixed with deep divers to transform the city.

Although the impact of the transformation on the Magic Tower is still unknown, the "Notes of the Eyeless" already contains all the spell information of the Branney Branch.

Valuable supplies and equipment were also transferred to the city lord's mansion, while general supplies were hoarded outside the city.

If any force can storm Blarney City, it will be able to easily capture this city that even bandits can't stop.

Hannah's knowledge accumulation is too weak, the human world is too immature, and the magic cultivation is the result of successive seedlings.

Stumbling to keep the job going, Blarney City is ready for a radical change.

As soon as Ebon's navy arrived in La Certle, Howard fell into a coma in grief.

Torrance anxiously organized a consultation with the doctors and priests of the town's assistants, but everyone had no clue about the old mage's coma.

When Torrance followed his own ideas and asked the public for a way to wake up Howard, a middle-aged man brought a half-wilted wreath.

The magic trinkets made by the White Wizard resemble the priest's divine arts, which slightly improved Howard's condition.

When, with sorrow, Torrance imagined paying the artisan, who had apparently sold his treasures for survival, as he had done a dozen times before, the craftsman did not want gold or food, but a small workshop where people could live.

Although the craftsman came up with good goods, Torrens was busy appeasing the defeated pirates, and how could he find a house in the business district.

When the craftsman insisted, the grumpy Frank pirate rewarded him with an old punch.

Torrance was glad at the guard's beating of the craftsman.

Not to mention the other soldiers for many days, even he himself was desperate for violence because he could not get out of the shadow of the naval battle.

In order to maintain the prosperity of La Setre, Torrens, as the noblest man in the town, has an obligation to maintain the law and order, and belongs to the people who cannot break the law the most.

Before the craftsman could take his last breath, the wreath withered completely, and Howard's hand was caressing the remains of the garland. The old man cried in a coma.

Seeing that it worked, Torrance brushed aside his guards and asked the craftsman lying on the ground with no breath coming out, "Do you have anything like that?"

The craftsman looked at Torrance with bloody eyes, and if it was because of Torrens's beard and standard pirate looks, the craftsman spat a mouthful of blood in his face.

Torrance's smile turned hideous, and he was reluctant to wipe his mouth with the luxurious fur on the chain mail, and for a moment there was nothing around to wipe it off.

The onlookers couldn't help but smile, but they didn't even have a clean cloth on them.

Torrance glared at his men for his majesty, and the pirates cursed the craftsmen in unison to hide their embarrassment and faux pas.

The lips are swearing, and the pirates' feet are not idle. Originally, Torrance was ready for the craftsman to be beaten to death by his men, but he didn't expect that at the moment of his death, a healing magic enveloped the craftsman.

Torrance relied on the pirate's instinct for treasure and quickly found the belt of the craftsman who had been removed.

I don't know if the wreath saved the craftsman last time, the magic on this belt is much fuller.

Torrance handed the belt to the priest, and with curiosity he searched the craftsman thoroughly. A pair of straw sandals that had lost their magic surprised Torrance even more.

After the priests discerned, unlike the life-saving garlands and belts, the original function of straw sandals should have been to enable ordinary people to have the speed of horses and the strength of oxen.

This is not an enchantment that can be achieved with the words of Rune alone, and even the oldest priest in town stresses that even his teacher, even the high priest, may not be able to do so to this extent.

When Torrance heard some clues in the priestly controversy, he thought again of the forgotten artisans.

Although the Frank pirates stopped without an order, the injured handsmith died.

The belt was pumping life magic into Howard's body at a rapid pace, but the old mage's eyelids were still as tight as a floodgate.

When the gloomy pirate was about to carry the corpse away, a streamer flew out of the craftsman's span.

Before Torrance could react, the light had rushed into Howard's brow.

The old mage's hands trembled, and the rattan belt withered visibly.

"No !!"

Howard wakes up in a wail, and Torrance and the priests smile in surprise.

The undissipated soul of the craftsman gathered in Howard's palm.

Soon a tiny philosopher's stone landed in Howard's palm, the red gem glittering with an alluring light, and the priests could see the mad remnants inside.

There was a greedy look in Frank's pirate eyes, but Howard's performance in naval battles and the fame he had accumulated in the past made the pirates afraid to come forward and rob him.

The Philosopher's Stone flowed into the staff as magic, and Howard avoided the curse and regained the ability to perform magic through the staff.

Sensing the old mage's hostility, Torrance drew his weapon with confusion.

Ordinary people can't hide their growth experience in front of the master of life. Torrance, though powerful, has not yet been able to transcend human shackles, and the atrocities just now reappeared in Howard's mind.

Torrance's actions were inappropriate, but not enough to give the old mage a reason to kill him.

A blazing fireball appeared above the staff, and while the priests were busy blessing themselves with magic and the doctors ready to die, Torrens threw his huge two-handed axe at the Frank pirate.

The fireball exploded through the crowd at breakneck speed, and the great axe would only graze into the tail of the fireball.

Confused and puzzled, the Frank pirates screamed in the flames, and before they could curse Howard, they were reduced to a pile of ashes.

The corpse of the craftsman and the corpse of the murderer are mixed together, and the black can no longer distinguish between you and me.

"Howard, what are you doing?" Torrance knew he couldn't save the pirates after throwing the axe.

While the pirates were still wailing, he was already questioning Howard as he sat on the bed.

The "Eyeless One" looked into Torrance's scarlet eyes with his empty sockets, and said without sorrow or joy: "They killed my daughter's husband, and pity my grandchildren for not being accounted for." “

Confused by Howard's answer, Torrance lowered the tip of his sword, but still said in an angry tone, "Who knew it was your son-in-law, and even if they were wrong, I should punish them." “

"No, he is not my son-in-law, and I will never admit that there is such a son-in-law. As for the question of authority, even if I am ashore now, I will still be the commander-in-chief of the navy until the new order comes, and they will still be my subordinates. Believe me, if it weren't for the lack of mana, I would have killed you. “

Howard's blunt answer didn't lead to death, but caused Torrance to drop his weapon.

Torrance, who had always been the leader of Brown City, bowed his haughty head and walked to Howard's side naturally without expelling the priests and doctors present. He bowed ninety degrees to the frail old mage, and put the back of his head in front of the old mage's waist.

"Honorable Admiral Ebon, guide of the Emerald Isles, Great Prophet Howard. I, Torrens Kane, am also responsible for this, and if I have not lost my heart of justice and connived at my subordinates to beat up those who should have received the reward, you will not lose the clue to find your loved ones. “

Torrance's words stunned the priests.

The blind Howard took off Torrens' helmet with both hands, handed the helmet to his left hand, and placed his right hand on the back of Torrance's head.