In the year 423 of the Ankylosaurus calendar, the midsummer has passed.

To the north of the Kingdom of Asra, the ancient city of Oak.

The city had a period of great prosperity, but it quickly fell into decline as the military and commercial hub of Boulder City was officially established as the capital of the principality.

Six years ago, the Northwest campaign ended.

The kingdom army was wiped out due to natural disasters, the "rebellious Shaliyah" won, and the affairs of Midgard did not need to continue to be covered, and in the next two months, the military, government and business of the two places quickly unified their pace, and officially changed their name to the Duchy of Tumitit, and the fortress city and the dragon's nest city were listed as companion capitals, and the second beacon defense line was established.

In the old viscountdom, the Mandarin Blossoms withered, the bright purple petals scattered on the side of the road, and a horse-drawn carriage drove into the city, and the patterns of unknown meaning extended on the surface of the black carriage, delicate and delicate, as if turning the originally solemn vehicle into a handmade work of art.

On the side of the street outside the city, a patrol soldier kicked open the door of the bungalow, and the sharp swords were unsheathed, and it was not long before a bearded young man was caught, and the patrol commander immediately cut off his head, and the crimson blood gushed out, leaving splash marks on the wall next to him.

Ancient oak forbids merchants and adventurers to enter, and the smuggling passage to Boulder City through the Northern Fortress has a special official straight and the main city of the earl level to provide services, and any person outside the book needs to apply to enter here, a certain being has been committed to breaking through swordsmanship again all these years, and the only requirement for the environment is quiet.

The carriage did not stop, and continued unhindered to the front of the castle.

Divine servant Shengyi lifted the curtain, a tall girl stepped out of the carriage, her long black hair spread to her waist, dressed in Asla's standard prince-level dress, two tufts of hair were tied by red ropes and hung down from the sides of her cheeks, she was carrying a dark red wand from the labyrinth in her hand, and a handleless short sword was hanging from her waist, and her aura was already undoubtedly a holy level.

Mie looked at the old castle, she was now twelve years old, and had spent nearly half of her time here, but she hadn't been back for six years since she had followed her father to the Land of Strife, even a few times along the way.

The four guards opened the heavy gate, and Mie entered, the layout not changing much, except for the humus at the garden path.

In the open hall of the mansion, cheerful and melodious music resounded, and unlike the unusually cold atmosphere outside, this excitement was almost noisy, which made Miy suspect his father's real purpose of marginalizing the ancient Oak City.

Dozens of naked, beautiful women were bouncing around, stepping on the beat of the music with every step.

"Most of these people are orphan girls adopted by their wives, and after the end of the war, many places in the north have been affected." The Divine Servant explained in a gentle tone.

"This should be classified as blocking type of intelligence."

Miyi's expression remained unchanged, the White Sword Collar, Fitoya, Old Tumiit, and the Northwest of the Land of Strife, equivalent to more than 10 million people in the four dukedoms, needed her to make a decision, and she was busy every day, but fortunately, there was a suitable upper limit of time for daily cultivation, so as not to leave her cultivation behind.

In the hall of the mansion, Xia Mi sat on the main seat and waved excitedly to the door, next to Luo Qixi nodded frequently with excitement, there was no obvious difference between the two and the past, at most the former's figure was slightly more moisturized, realizing the evolution of the image from a girl to a young woman.

But it's still as bad as ever...... Mi Yi walked into the mansion, waved his hand to make the so-called idol group retreat, and said with a smile:

"Good afternoon, Mother."

Xia Mi smiled, and went back directly to pick up her daughter, the height of the two was already close, and Mi Yi had to cooperate with the bending of her calves when she turned in a circle.

"Long time no see, Xiaomi ......"

The circle continued, but Miy instinctively felt a little wrong, and looked up at the other person's face, catching the embarrassed expression that had not been completely concealed, and she asked in disbelief:

"Millet what?"

Natsumi: "......"

"You forgot!?"

"I just forgot the name."

……

The garden at the back of the mansion.

On the side of the chaise longue, ancient books were piled up on the ground into a dozen hills, in addition to hundreds of deerskin drafts that had been nailed through by the solidified sword qi, the patterns on them were extremely complex at first, like layers of accumulation, and then gradually simplified, and finally only an absolute straight line remained.

On the chaise longue woven of magic wood, the young man closed his eyes and recuperated, and his temperament seemed to be calmer after years of study, but when those eyes opened, the smell of blood suddenly filled the entire garden, and in this world trip alone, countless creatures died at his hands.

The apex of the Sword Emperor is only one step away from the Sword God, in other words, the swordsmanship has been accumulated, but the birth of authority still needs to be verified and urged by actual combat.

Jiang Yuan looked at the two people close to the pavilion, they hadn't seen each other for many years, and their daughters had grown up a lot, for the nobles of this world, twelve years old was already the age at which they could book a marriage, but according to the information presented by the secret spies of the Guards, King Asra had sent a good-looking sixth prince to escort the New Year's coins a year ago, but the New Year's coins were left, the prince was sold to the mermaid clan, and the alchemy tower had an extra 20,000 income, and the royal capital has always been silent about it.

It is worth mentioning that merfolk will kill their alien mates after reproduction has ended, using them as sacrifices for sacrifice.

"Father, do you remember my name?" Mie asked with a grim face, swearing she had come with enthusiasm.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Xia Mi, and after getting the lip shape answer, he said calmly:

"Miy, I didn't think you would ask such a childish question."

"If you don't have a weak heart, you won't mention my name, it's never been before, and the question is so boring that you don't bother to answer it at all."

Jiang Yuan: "......"

A bit negligent.

"The name doesn't matter, your connection to us hasn't weakened."

Mie smirked twice.

"I'll go and prepare dinner for you." Xia Mi left with her hands behind her back, in recent years, she has made great achievements in studying food, musical instruments, calligraphy and other miscellaneous studies, but she just doesn't do her job, and her swordsmanship cultivation has barely reached the second half of the sword king level.

The two went to the Alchemy Tower, and Mi Yi gave a brief report on the situation over the years.

“…… Duke Sauros and Philip returned to Fitoya four years ago with the support of the nobles, and I put them all to death, besides, according to reliable sources, Duke Pilemon transferred to the Demon Continent and died in the Demon King's City...... King Asra was seriously ill, and the nobles found that the king could not protect everyone's interests, and seemed to be desperate...... The second princess, Ariel, has re-established herself as your sole concubine in the royal capital, and has re-established herself as a strong contender for the throne, and finally the cardinal of the Holy Kingdom has replaced the childless original pope in the White Palace, and I have sent a congratulatory gift. ”

After Mi Yi finished speaking, he took out six fist-sized alchemy bottles, and the domain dagger could also be used as a storage item.

"In the end, it's a six-year share of the blood tax."

In the Duchy of Tumitit, the people can use blood instead of money and food as a tax, and use alchemical products to concentrate the essence, and each bottle of raw materials is like a river.

"Well done."

"Thank you for the compliment, please officially appoint me as the lord of the country."

"Let's wait until I'm dead."

The two walked into the alchemy pagoda.

(End of chapter)