The resurrection felt awesome, the vitality filled the limbs again, the spirit rejuvenated, and the strength followed.

It's a little shameful to play in this process—though I know that clothes aren't the main symbol of civilization in this tough otherworld. But in the secret room, it was pulled into this field...... Who is the man and who is the woman?

No, no, no, it's certainly morally wrong...... However, when it comes to the heart of the healer's parents, it seems that there is really no way to resurrect the limbs in some way. Besides, in his own tribe of Ellan, Cybertron really once visited the tribe of the "wild people". Where...... is the real barbarism. In the summer, some women wear blouses, while others simply wear short skirts or shorts like men. Where is there still a popular cult of sexual organs, believing that breastfeeding is great and glorious, and there is nothing wrong with showing a dew. Fertility is also for the tribe, there is nothing wrong with it. The bonfires at night watched a group of savage men and women dancing and singing happily, and clapping their bodies (wherever they were) to each other, but their music was sacred, and it was completely different from ordinary popping......

This is something that Cybertron had seen three years ago when he was thirteen years old, and since then the impact of otherworldly civilizations on him has been unparalleled - and now he has completely changed into a savage.

He was unconscious during the treatment, and his body was enveloped in a black gas. The light followed - first to cut off the area that had healed slightly, and there was no anesthetic in this year, so he was knocked over by a stick (staff) from Storm Lady.

When he woke up, Storm Lady was gone, and the bed beside him was stained with blood—but his body was shaking.

Except for a slight mental blow.

I wanted to thank Miri Ai Storm, but the other party was gone. There was no other way to leave a note--looking at the ruined scene around him, he felt really unbearable. So he added a sentence behind the words of thanks:

"I invite you to live in my home, and I am sure that the people in my family will consider you to be the closest family member as well. ”

Cybertron thinks it's okay to write like that, doesn't he care what bullshit he's writing!

――Time flies, time flies――

The application of the House of Francis to change its name to the House of Einsberen was approved by the King - the Regency Council to be exact. This is very simple, because the name Einzberen is also a distant relative of the queen, and she is basically unrelated in the British Isles. Now that he is relying on trickery and trickery to maintain his rule, how can he say that he is not happy to have a strong foreign aid as his relative?

Of course, this relative must not have an accident...... Otherwise, the relatives will be even more ruthless.

Vierva is not the only city in Canafon, but Canafon is the first good. Recently, Kanafung has been moving frequently, and the largest family has started a series of lightning actions to bring Kanafon into its grasp.

The external reaction has of course been negative and positive, but most of them have been silent and partial to neutrality or flattery.

The atmosphere was a little weird.

The ruins of the town hall have been sorted out and most of the area has been hastily renovated. But it still couldn't be used, so the meeting place for the whole city was changed to a new location, the original Mitchlin's house.

This was supposed to be the first council after the Francis or Einzbelen families ruled Caernarfon, and it was of a very different nature. It's no longer just an intra-family meeting, but it's also a complete hall. Now Caernarfon is the private property of the Einzberen family.

Surprising wealth.

The atmosphere at the meeting was depressing and somber, with some people elated, others trying to curry favor with the horses. There had just been a light snow in the sky, and now was the time for civilization. A group made their way to the former site of Mitchlin's house, where the people of the current council hall were moving through the tumbling snowflakes and snowy water. Walk through a horde of guards, through a bunch of alleys and ice roads after the snow melts. The wind is colder and the temperature is lower.

The surrenderers were silent, and they had used their own tricks to become councilors in the city. Most of the councillors in the city were old men of the Francis family, or guild presidents and vice-presidents, factory directors, captains and vice-captains of the guards. The dilapidated aristocracy has always supported the Francis family, and this time they have been able to glorify their ancestors and raise their heads again. Most of these people came wearing armor and swords to prove that their bloodlines were indeed pure and noble.

Surrenderers, upstarts, and veterans met outside the council hall. Some salute, some greet, some inquire about news, and some laugh together. You can even see human nobles laughing at monster civilians here, which is really a rare scene...... The solemnity of the atmosphere can be imagined.

Everyone entered the council hall and stepped on the tiles of the power that originally belonged to the rival family, but now it has become their own family property. Treading on the homeland that was originally his own family, but was swallowed up by a rival family. Walking on the sad land of rabbits and foxes that were originally allies, but now they have been annexed like their own family.

Everyone's mood is different.

But...... What they all feared together was still to come.

Their hosts...... Alice Phil von Einsbergen is arguing. If it was someone else, they didn't bother to pay attention, at most they prayed and hurried back to their respective homes and found their mothers. Whoever provokes the new owner in Kanafeng City will be completely kicked out of the game.

But...... Didn't the person who is arguing now hear that he is a nouveau riche pet? Why is the quarrel so bad?

"Anyway, if I don't understand guò, I can't understand guò, and this kind of thing is too dangerous...... Madam, I'll go alone. ”

"Remember to call Madame in the future! Alice Field, Alice, Ellie...... This one is the same as Ellie, but you're happy, aren't you?"

"It's not the time to say this, too...... Alice Field, I think it's too unsafe to do that, I ......."

"What do you think I'm not safe about you? Besides, everyone's invitations have arrived—I'm sorry if you don't go. ”

"Alice Field, didn't you say you would listen to me?—then please obey your husband!"

"It's hard to do what you want - it's fun for a woman to have a little temper, isn't it?"

“...... Divorce!"

"Leave, leave!—dear Cybertron, but do you want to say it again?"

“...... Well, the phrase is taken back...... Alice, do you really want Fan Insurance?"

"Well, that's interesting. ”

"You've changed. ”

"No, no, no, the first time I went out racing outside the city with you, do you remember?"

"Oh yes, that's what your personality is. I'm so sorry that I'm going to marry a woman I can't submit to......"

About a hundred brain-melon people were crowded by everyone, some men and women, bald heads and different hairs, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and a few monsters. No one dared to enter outside the hall of the council hall, and no one dared to report it. The sound coming from inside is terrifying...... Gotta die.

But......

Do you end up arguing, or do you show affection?