Because of the presence of the Tambur Mountains, the overall topography of the west coast of Moby Gas shows an irregular appearance.

In the far north, the cold wilderness, inhabited only by a handful of barbarian outlaws, was narrower than that of Avenera, like the shrinking tip of an aristocratic piercing sword, and at the end was a huge chasm in the Tambur Mountains, which the sailors called the great strait of Ansicipe.

This is a paradise for seabirds and small flying dragons, and there are abundant sea dragon creatures in the trenches that stretch for thousands of miles hundreds of meters below the sea surface, and the craziest adventurers in the history of mankind have desperately penetrated into the surface part of the strait, and then succeeded in stealing the eggs of sea dragons from them, which has become a great feat that many people are full of praise for a time.

Heading south down the Tambur Mountains, the eastern side of the Ansicipe Strait is as long as the entire territory of West Valier to see the land, and a long walk into this uninhabited forest will lead you to the border of the Ottolo Empire.

The land on the west side appears a little earlier than on the east side, and as we said earlier, it becomes wider and wider as it moves south. Passing through several regions similar to the Five Kingdoms in the south, but with a total of seven large and small kingdoms in this cold and barren land of endless disputes, at the junction of the north and south existed the strongest kingdom of the West Coast, Sivalier, and several other kingdoms that were eyeing her.

Summer had arrived, the harvest season had arrived, and the vast Inznir plain was busy with many peasants, but unlike in previous years, a long border wall was between them and Avenella on the other side. One West Valier soldier after another patrolled back and forth. Summer is the season of war, and abundant food and grass are usually used to spend on this "movement". But this year's Sivalier is clearly unable to attack Avenella – because in just six months, Avenella has come a long way in every sense.

Transition from gentle and wide plains to narrow mountainous terrain. Occupying the northern protrusion of the Tambur Mountains, the territory of Avenella flourished, with a large empire as an ally and various preferential policies for merchants, roads were established, and merchant carriages were endless, bringing with them all kinds of food, spices, luxuries, and a steady stream of wealth.

The gaze continues to move, and the protruding part ends in the Broken Canyon. From the Rideira region, the entire land is sunken downward, where plains and basins merge, dense rainforests and clay soils, and ferocious large reptiles are the local specialty, and the sun is a common sight. It was also a chaotic place, even after crossing the region of the Five Nations, which had been at war with each other for many years, and the remaining three or four countries were the same.

But as we got out of the basin and the terrain began to climb up again, the inhabitants began to become more peaceful.

The reason may have something to do with the churches of the White Churches that exist in larger towns and even most villages, and the branch of the Lamanites who fled west after the defeat of the Civil War brought with them not only their culture and technology, but also their religion and beliefs.

The disintegration of the Lamanite Empire itself. It is related to the royal family of the empire back then, but it is not a simple reason that can be summarized. History will always be more complex than what posterity has written, and it will not be simply black and white, but a direct cause that leads to the result. Rather, it spreads like a handful of stones thrown into water, and many ripples affect and interact with each other.

In general, the reasons for the division of the Lamanite Empire, which can be agreed by most people, are ultimately believed to be inseparable from religious differences.

There is a difference in the perception of faith. It is the fundamental origin of the irresolvable contradictions that led to the entire country from the commoner class to the citizen class to the aristocratic class. The part that remained after the victory in the civil war became the state religion of the Patrosi Empire, the Jetina sect, while the part that moved west after the defeat was the part that called itself the White Church.

When people refer to the entire religion, they usually use the colloquial name of the White Church. But when it comes to specific things, it is distinguished by the Jetina sect and the white church.

All in all. This part of the Lamanites who migrated westward was extinct from the southern basin because of the war, and where they left their culture or descendants, whether it was Avenella or Sivalier, or this part of the region that is now close to the Soladin Heights, the church rose up.

Although some of the cultists' rituals may seem foolish and incomprehensible to the common people, such as kneeling down and praying for the protection of the gods instead of turning and running away when they encounter dangerous raiders or wild beasts, or raising various emblems and shouting, "The gods have given me your powers" instead of greeting the other person in the face of something made of wood or wrought iron.

But it is undeniable that the White Religion, which preached purity and self-discipline, asceticism, and frugality, had many positive effects on the chaotic, barren and plagued regions, unlike the native beliefs of the regions where sacrifice and conquest were celebrated.

Henry and Mila saw the church distributing food to the poor from time to time along the way, although it was just a soup made of flour paste and some crepes with nothing added, but it was still a rare meal for the refugees who had been displaced by the war.

The Church has expanded its local faith to feed displaced refugees and the poor, who are unable to feed themselves, and to take what they need.

- Mira doesn't put too much personal affection into these things.

First, there is the church on Avenella's side, which is not popular among the whole people, but also has many white churches, and Mira has experienced this kind of thing more or less since the encounter with Henry. And the scene she encountered in the abbey before was also very impressive, although it must have been solved by Prince Edward afterwards, plus some of the things she learned later. In short, now she will no longer impulsively leave a good or bad impression simply because of one or two one-sided things like she did at the beginning.

The world is complex and full of factors. Even the air you breathe in your mouth and nose has a different flavor depending on the time of year you are in or where you are.

Nothing is set in stone. Both good and bad things change over time.

Compassion is still there.

But unlike the kind of half-person who rushes to help regardless of whether she has the ability or not, she now always motivates herself to work harder when she sees something similar.

I remember someone saying that if there was a god of fate in this world, he must be a mischievous god with a bad heart.

Covers a fairly extensive area of the Soradin Heights. It is where the kingdom civilization of the west coast of Morbigas came into contact with the vast steppe nomads of the interior, and in fact the word Soladin itself is clearly different from the various languages of the west coast, but it does not come from the steppe region, as most of the Avenela and West Valiers think.

The word Soradin actually comes from the Lamani word meaning "place near the sky", which can also be translated as "place near the gods". It was the first place where churches were built, so it's not an exaggeration to say that the name lives up to its name.

It was home to a large number of Lamanites who gradually moved out of the region after the establishment of the empire, before the Lamanites, who migrated westward three to five centuries ago, finally established the vast Rumianato Empire on the western continent. But after all, there are still a small number of families left.

These people have assimilated quite much with the local population, and most of the remaining families have some connection to the White Church or preside over the church itself - and this is where we are in the next scene.

As we mentioned earlier, the Soradin Heights is the boundary between the west coast and the vast steppe strip of the southern interior, and since it is close to the steppe region. Then naturally there will be those steppe people with dark brown skin and red hair.

To tell the truth, she probably couldn't tell what the difference between the aborigines of the tropics and the prairie people was in appearance alone, but the girl and Henry had only been here for half a day. She was deeply aware of the cultural differences.

- The steppe people have no faith, so it may not be true. Because they actually have some totemic beliefs like druids, the worship of wild animals or some worship between heaven and earth. But this primitive animistic belief is of course no different from the non-believers of the White Church. Therefore, they have a right, or a rightful obligation, to convey the glory of the gods.

The belief in a single deity, coupled with various depictions of the past and the afterlife, is unstoppable in the areas that have been visited in the past.

However, for the steppe nomads, who live in pastoral songs, take the sky as a cover, and follow the free pursuit of water and grass and migrate, this kind of cautious sedentary people who demand abstinence and devotion everywhere, and do not allow you to get into disputes with others and have to beg the gods to forgive their souls all day long, they are really quite unimpressed.

The first contact between the two sides was bland and restrained.

But the missionaries, who had repeatedly tried to promote their faith but had been rejected by the steppes, thought that they had blasphemed the grace of the gods, and proceeded in a different way of propagation in which the Lamanites and any other believer were best aware.

- They started the war.

Historians of the Lamanites, who still existed at the time, wrote with great complacency that it was a "war between civilization and barbarism." "Let these unbelievers be judged with the supreme glory of the gods." ”

The Lamanites were confident, their chain mail and ring armor were at the top of their time, and their powerful shield phalanx made them invincible in previous battles.

They were proud, and even if they were defeated, they were a branch of the Lamanites who once had a vast kingdom that once spanned the entire eastern continent.

Well-equipped and well-trained - and then hit the head and broke the bloodstream.

The steppes wielded tactics and weapons that the Lamanites had never seen before.

The steppe, which seems to have nowhere to hide, is actually an excellent place for ambushes, coupled with the cavalry attacks of the nomads. For the first time, the invincible Lamanite Legion could only be beaten passively.

This is how the grudge is formed. And why does this have anything to do with our Miela - as we said earlier. The god of fate, a bad-hearted god who likes to play pranks.

The day was not much different from usual. The two of them took a break at the hotel on this side, as Mira had already finished studying most of her books, and wanted to look for new books to buy at the nearby market.

And Mira, who had learned not to blindly show half-hearted kindness when she was not capable, only looked at them for a moment when she ran into a group of slaves bound only with hemp rope on the corner of the street, and then passed by them.

But the girl herself decided, and her glance at the past caught the attention of someone in the group of slaves.

"Please...... Help me ......" The woman has brown skin and is about twenty years old. But he is only about the same height as Mira. She tugged at the corner of the girl's coat as she passed by, and Mira turned her head in surprise, her eyes first filled with longing, but then the sound of clanging metal and neat footsteps sounded on the other side of the street, and everything changed in an instant—

"Bang-boom-" A bright light streaked, the hemp rope fell, and the footsteps grew louder and louder, followed by a large group of men wearing Laman-style armor, armed with spears and shields.

"Click-" "Don't come here, or I'll kill her!" The wheat-skinned arm snapped into the girl's soft neck. With a prairie-style scimitar across the side of her face, the woman, who was about the size of Mira, shouted to the soldiers in front of her, and then looked at Henry next to her, her eyes full of warning.

The "......" sluggishness lasted less than half a second. The girl immediately calmed down - this person is a novice.

It is common to take hostages from behind, using one hand to control the other person and holding the weapon near the neck with the other hand. But for novices, how to put this hand with a dagger. Where to put it, their understanding is obviously far less than that of veterans.

The correct way to hold is to place the blade against the skin of the opponent's neck on the left side of his neck. In this way, if the opponent dares to make a rash move, he can easily cut the artery and cause death - compared to the vast majority of novices who have never done such a thing before. In order to strengthen her sense of control over the situation, she will choose to jam the other person's neck with her arm - this is one of the mistakes she makes.

Another mistake, which even Mira could easily read, was the fact that the soldiers on the other side, wielding Raman-style weapons, did not restrain herself because she was a hostage.

Mira, who had gained a lot of knowledge during the journey, could tell that the soldiers in the front row lowered their weights slightly, intending to stab themselves and the woman behind them, most likely from the grassland, to death at the right time.

They didn't hesitate, and the woman behind her apparently noticed it too, as Mira heard her utter "Cut." Such a smack—and turned his head to look at Henry next to him.

"Hey—this is your important person, when you go up and fight for me-"

Before the words were finished, her whole body was out of balance.

Mila is a good child, a kind child, and the other party may have some hidden secrets, but this does not mean that what the woman is doing right is now.

Mira, who had swept the innocent into the fold and showed no signs of remorse, was no longer a weak lamb waiting for Henry to come and save her, took action on her own.

"Click-" Her little white hand was raised, and Mira grabbed the other person's wrist with one hand, and supported her elbow with the other, and then with a strong and twisted body, she directly removed the scimitar from the hand of the prairie woman behind her.

"Dang Bang!" it landed on the ground, and the woman clutched her wrist in pain, and then looked at the girl blankly, but as the soldiers began to move, she immediately turned and began to run.

"Truss (chase)!" the soldier shouted, and then ran over with his weapon in hand, Henry and Mira looked at each other, and the white-haired Luoan girl crouched down and picked up the scimitar - it seemed to be quite a sophisticated weapon, but the owner was a character who was not good at martial arts.

"Catch up and have a look. The sage said this to her, and the girl nodded in agreement. (To be continued.) )