Retracting his thoughts, Richard turned his head to look around.

Although this reborn plane has great potential, it still needs a lot of investment to take shape.

The range of kilometers in diameter is still too small.

He had a feeling in his heart that this thing was definitely a gold-devouring beast that was more ferocious than the class lair.

After a moment of silence, his gaze looked at the image of a plane that was like a thick fog of the plane's will.

"Brie, is there any way to make your body grow and expand quickly? I need the Eternal Land to be wider! ”

The bright eyes of the Plane Will were even more sparkling, and he said with a bit of excitement.

"Master, the power of the plane or the power of the rules will help me......"

Hearing these two words, the corners of Richard's mouth twitched.

These two things are not easy to obtain.

"I'll figure it out."

We can only think in the long run.

After speaking, he was a little curious.

"Can you leave the Eternal Land now?"

Brie nodded and shook her head.

"I can only be away for a short while, and I can't stay outside for long."

He hesitated as he spoke.

"Master, have we anchored the spatial coordinates of the Eternal Land to our current location?"

Richard raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

"Anchor coordinates? How so? ”

The Will of the Plane whispered.

"Master, the Eternal Land is outside the main plane, in the endless void, if you want to establish contact with the main plane, you must anchor the coordinates and establish a permanent space door."

"Otherwise, you can only use the power of the plane to open the door of space...... But that would be too expensive, and now the energy stored in the Eternal Land can only be turned on once. ”

Richard then understood.

"Then anchor in the city of twilight where we are."

As soon as the words fell, the will of the plane shook its head wildly.

"No, master."

"All the cities on the main plane will be protected by the rules, and my current strength cannot break through the limits of the rules......"

After speaking, he looked at him pitifully, as if to say that it was not that he was useless, but that he was forced by reality.

Richard looked at those bright eyes, and he was also a little amused.

"I'll give you guidance later."

As soon as my mind turned, I had a goal—the Land of Quicksand.

There's nothing better to anchor than a land of quicksand.

Guarded by a top-level boss who has activated some of the power of the gods, the Land of Quicksand is even safer than the City of Dusk.

After discussing this matter, Richard chatted with Brie for a while, and after learning some information about how to make the plane grow quickly, he didn't stay long, and returned to the dark dungeon.

Seeing Richard's figure reappear, and the breath of the plane's will was no longer in the crystal coffin, the gaze of the Lord of the Dunes became extremely complicated.

Whether it was that plane or the will of the plane, these were the wealth that he had stored with great effort in order to seek a higher level.

But now, they are all making wedding dresses for this charismatic lord, and what makes him even more painful is that he took the initiative to give it out.

I don't know how to say anything if I want to complain.

However, after observing that Richard seemed to be in a good mood, he was also relieved.

Looking at the other party's expression, it is obvious that they are satisfied with the harvest this time.

Whispered.

"Adult ......"

Hearing the voice, Richard turned his head and said slowly as he looked through the rusty cage at the Lord of the Dunes in front of him, whose body was decaying and his face was wrinkled.

"Maidil, although the treasure is lost, then you didn't hide it, my promise has always been valid."

"Next, I will build a new city in the Eternal Lands."

"You can go in there and help me manage it."

He looked at him meaningfully.

"Before that, you'll need to work as a teacher in Dusk for a while, helping the residents get literate."

Help residents get literate??

The previous words relieved the Lord of the Dunes, but when he heard this, he was completely confused.

Are you kidding?

He is the lord of the dunes, once ruled the Death Desert, once touched the realm of gods, even if he has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, he still has a top-level existence with extraordinary power, how extraordinary!

Now this damn Charismatic Lord is going to let him teach those vulgar inhabitants to read?!

A sense of absurdity welled up in my mind.

With a bit of incredibleness.

"Your Excellency, you mean, let me teach you the territory...... Residents are literate? Not a descendant of the nobility? ”

Richard said.

"In the city of twilight, there are no nobles."

"You're going to teach the hard-working residents, and they're going to be your students."

The literacy classes have worked well, and recently new heroes have emerged in various departments.

Although the potential is all E-level, F-level is a low-level existence, and quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.

In the long run, there will always be top heroes.

When the Lord of the Dunes heard this, his whole body was not good.

The hard-working residents are all my students?

The thought of those poor people who were sweaty and exuded a smell that made people cover their noses sit in front of him, laughing with their yellow and black teeth, and asking him all kinds of inexplicable questions, I wanted to die at this moment.

He's the Lord of the Dunes!

Still unwilling, he asked with a bit of temptation.

"My lord, I know a lot about magic and top-level skills, and I might be able to teach those nobles...... Well, those heroes who have a certain amount of knowledge. ”

Richard decisively refused.

"No, Twilight City, there is a shortage of top talents like you to teach ordinary residents, they need to broaden their horizons."

Wide...... Eyesight?

The Lord of the Dunes felt a pang of absurdity.

A group of residents who only know how to sell coolies and need to broaden their horizons?

Do they know what's out there in the Desert of Death? Do they know what magic is? Do they know how valuable knowledge is?

The heart was full of sadness, but all the rebuttals, after seeing those unquestionable eyes, were suppressed again.

The image of the kobold god slumped to the ground in his mind came to his mind...... If you refuse, you will die.

When the bottom line of the heart is broken once, the second time, there is no psychological baggage.

In order to survive, he had lowered his head, and what he was doing at this time seemed to be no big deal.

Forcibly suppressing his emotions, the Lord of the Dunes lowered his head high.

"Follow your orders."

Richard smiled.

This big man with a lot of money has a lot of money, and his value is far from being squeezed out.

"Maidil, as long as you work hard, I won't treat you badly."

As he spoke, he gestured to the soldiers guarding the dungeon behind him.

"Remove the shackles from his body, and have Karui arrange a separate room for him."

"Also, inform Gaunt and let him protect Maddie during this time."

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers guarding the prison behind him immediately opened the cell and released the Lord of the Dunes from his cell.

The shackles forged from a special material were unfastened, and the Lord of the Dunes stood before Richard once more.

At this time, the expression on the face of this former big man was extremely complicated.

In just half a day, he went from being an extraordinary being who plotted to rule the entire Death Desert to a prisoner.

And he had to pay all his chips to survive, and now he was arranged by the other party to teach a group of vulgar farmers.

But even if he was unwilling in his heart, he had no intention of anger and resistance.

The weak, who have never had the power to decide their own destiny.

Richard's deep gaze stared at those amber eyes.

Turbulent Road.

"I know you're extremely reluctant and have a lot of resentment."

"But Matil, you're a smart man, you know what to choose, do your job well, don't let me, don't disappoint your students."

After speaking, he turned around and left with the empty crystal coffin.

The fate of the Lord of the Dunes has been decided by him in one word, and someone will naturally arrange it next.

Now, more important things await him.

At the end of the war, the city of twilight was badly damaged and had huge losses in troops, and there were too many problems to solve......

Even for future development plans, it has to be reorganized.

The Lord of the Dunes let out a sigh as he watched Richard's back disappear from sight.

Turning his head to look at the soldier beside him.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency."

The young soldier nodded, said nothing, and led him out of the dungeon.

The moment he walked out of the dungeon, the afterglow of the setting sun was reflected in the master of the dunes.

At this moment, the orange-red sun is slanting to the west, about to sink into the earth.

The unblinding light shone on the whole world, paving the roof in front of it with a layer of golden sand.

This scene made the Lord of the Dune almost burst into tears.

Get back on your feet.

The feeling of hovering back on the brink of death, that could be dragged into the abyss at any moment, he never wanted to experience it again in his life.

As the Lord of the Dunes was in a mood, the soldier who had brought him out began to talk to the others.

After a few moments, the Lord of the Dunes watched as another soldier approached and led him in the opposite direction of the dungeon.

Without saying much, he silently followed.

On the way, you will see buildings that have been destroyed in the war.

Broken streets, crumbling houses, towers with fires just extinguished......

The eyes are full of desolation.

The Lord of the Dunes didn't react much to this scene, he was used to war and death.

It stands to reason that after such a fierce war, the city should be filled with grief and pain.

But the Lord of the Dunes was surprised to find that the inhabitants of this territory were actually talking and laughing at the moment repairing various buildings.

I don't feel any sadness at all.

What made him even more puzzled was that there was no numbness, hatred and fear in the eyes of these working residents, and the flashing light was full of hope and expectation.

It was a gaze he had never seen before.

And it's not just one person, it's also the ordinary residents who pass by.

Vibrant and vibrant.

It gave him an extremely twisted feeling.

A city built deep in the desert, why does this sentiment arise?

Did the Charismatic Lord cast a spell on these inhabitants?

However, I didn't sense the fluctuation of the magic power......

As a ruler, he does not know how many territories he has conquered and how many commoners he has ruled.

In his impression, those lowly civilians had only fear, pain and numbness on their faces.

This sentiment has not even been seen in other human cities that believe in the god of justice, the god of light.

This scene made him feel incredible.

But when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but shake his head.

What value can the civilian population at the bottom have other than to provide labor?

Those lowly beings should be enslaved with harsh punishments, so that they can work for the territory endlessly.

Just drain them to the last drop of blood!

What can people do if they die and die?

Although this scene touched him a little, it did not change his concept.

Without looking further, he followed the soldier to an ordinary residential house.

When I went upstairs, I met a little boy of seven or eight years old, who looked at the Lord of the Dunes with fear and curiosity.

The jackal's head was very striking.

The Lord of the Dunes didn't bother to care about the curious gaze of this human cub, and now, he didn't have any guards to help him drive him away.

Going up to the third floor, he was assigned to a house that was not too big or too small, but it was fairly clean.

A bed, a dining table, a low chair, simple furniture is unpretentious.

Compared to the previous palace, this house is simply unsightly.

But the Lord of the Dunes breathed a sigh of relief, and there is happiness only when there is contrast.

Compared to the gloomy dungeons, this place is more comfortable than any palace.

After the soldier sent him back, he didn't stay long and turned around and left, without even saying a word.

The Lord of the Dunes waited until the door was closed, and then froze.

Just left? Aren't you afraid that he will run away?

But thinking about the wrist of that charismatic lord, he smiled helplessly.

If the other party could make such a mistake, he would not be planted here.

After sitting for a moment on the low, rough wooden bench in the room, the Lord of the Dunes seemed to think of something, and stood up and walked to the open window.

Looking at the sky, looking at the afterglow reflecting the colorful glow, I sighed in my heart.

In the future, I may always be imprisoned in this square inch of land.

But this price is nothing compared to living.

As long as you live, there is hope.

In the future, he may not be able to regain control of his power and become the supreme master.

It was a long time before the Lord of the Dunes came to his senses.

Turning his head around, he saw the residents who were still carrying buildings and cleaning the streets.

The other party's dusty clothes and sweaty faces made them look embarrassed.

The thought of having to teach these vulgar farmers tonight made the Lord of the Dunes feel helpless again.

He didn't understand at all what the Charismatic Lord's purpose was in imparting precious knowledge to these people.

That's knowledge, what a precious thing?!

While he was struggling, Yu Guang saw several residents passing downstairs with bowls in their hands.

The aroma of meat on top rushed straight up.

Goo Dong.

The Lord of the Dunes looked down, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and his stomach growled.

His face became a little embarrassed.

After losing the power of the sand, his body can no longer be sustained by magical power, and now, he needs to eat like a normal person.

The hunger in his body made his hands and feet a little weak.

But this will, if he is not familiar with the place, where will he get food?

The thought of asking others how to eat makes me panic.

He was the lord of the dunes, and the pride of his heart did not allow him to do so.

As the clock progressed, there were more and more pedestrians below, and the smell of meat from the residents holding rice bowls made the eyes of the Lord of the Dunes red.

But he couldn't pull his face, he could only watch the pieces of flesh leave from under his nose.

After the sun sank into the yellow sand, the number of people holding rice bowls gradually decreased, and the meal time passed.

The Lord of the Dunes listened to his stomach rumbling and felt like there was no hope in his whole being.

Leaning against the window with dark eyes, he looked at the direction of the residents' meals with longing.

I secretly swore in my heart that when I got out of this cage in the future, I would definitely eat meat fiercely.

Just when he was dizzy with hunger, there was a knock on the door.

The lord of the dunes was awakened.

Hurriedly turned around, tidied up the robes on his body, and opened the door with weak steps.

I thought it was the soldiers of the City of Dusk who came to escort him for questioning, but the door was left and right, and the face of a seven or eight-year-old child appeared in front of him.

The round face with a red flutter has a bit of baby fat, and it looks a little cute.

It was the child I saw when I went upstairs.

The other party was holding a bowl with a few pieces of squeaky fat piled on top of it.

"Grandpa...... I see that you didn't go out at night, I'm going to call you for dinner, give~"

With a somewhat shy and immature tone, it was like a heavy hammer bombarding the heart of the Lord of the Dunes.

Throughout the day, he suffered countless blows and felt the extreme darkness and despair of this world, and the other party was the first person who really cared about him.

It's like a ray of sunshine that shines in the darkness and lights up the world.

Those eyes full of sincerity made his heart tremble.

Is that why the Charismatic Lord went to great lengths to create this atmosphere in his realm?

Why does it make him feel the urge to cry, no, no! He's the Lord of the Dunes!

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