Why did Harley help himself, Eliwinter still doesn't understand, although every time he asks him, the answer he gives is convincing and he doesn't want to believe it, but anyway, when Harley first ascended the throne at the age of eight, he secretly provided a lot of help, so Eliwinter was able to save Mingbo Penza in the storm, and until now, the national strength continues to grow, closely chasing the Church of Light.

Eliwinter thought about it, and it was true that none of Harley's suggestions had hurt him, and after thinking about it, he decided to listen to him.

"Aogang, come to the main hall" Eli Winter waved his hand, and a magic array lit up.

At the other end of the magic array, a deep male voice came: "Yes."

In order to prevent someone from joining his own will when passing the word in the middle, especially those who may have infiltrated the Church of Light, the Church of Darkness and the Church of Evil, Eliwinter took the trouble to establish a contact magic array with every general, which also cost a lot of money at that time.

Bearded, square-headed, and black-faced, it didn't take long for O'Gang to arrive at the main hall and get down on one knee in front of Eliwinter.

"You should, hear about the Exiled Lands," Eliwinter said, feigning nonchalance.

"The minister just heard" Ao Gang's family has been loyal to the royal family for generations, and he said that he just heard it, and he should have just heard it.

Elivan nodded, "Why didn't you come and ask me how to arrange it?"

Ao Gang knelt on his knees and lay his head on the ground: "Your Majesty has not given an order, so the minister will not dare to speculate"

"Hmm~" Eliwinter was more satisfied, and gradually became more serious, "This time, we will send troops, but, following behind the Church of Light, do you understand what I mean?"

"Minister, understood" Ao Gang paused, he did think for a moment, and then understood what Eliwinter meant, if he didn't understand, he would have said it, even if there were people next to him and all of them understood, he would ask.

"Okay, let's go" Eliwinter waved his hand, and a transfer order fell in front of Aogang.

Without the Emperor's order to mobilize troops, no one could mobilize the army, which was also implemented after Eli Winter ascended the throne.

Ao Gang kowtowed three times, then picked up the order to transfer troops, got up and retired.

......

Sherlot told the story of his starvation death in the streets, and told them the same story as Eliwinter investigated.

"That senior... Eh, who is the person who saved you" Infeit really couldn't call Sherlock "Dad" directly for a while.

Sherlock also knew that he was not forcing Infeit to convert now.

"I don't know who that person is, but until now, I still think what he has done is very incredible, I really don't know who can surpass him in the field of spiritual magic" Sherlock shook his head as he spoke, the admiration in his eyes was self-evident.

It was not clear who the man Sherlock was talking about, but it was a blessing to them to save Infit's father.

After talking for such a long time, they were all a little hungry, and they had been looking at the ruins outside all day before, Sherlock was obviously aware of this, and with a wave of his hand on the magic crystal ball, the wooden board in front of Infit and the others opened, and the table full of delicious food slowly rose.

"Everyone is here, please enjoy" The sand devil waved his hand, and a chair rose behind everyone.

Esby and the others looked at Infit, Infeit nodded, and they immediately sat down and devoured it, the little bald Uru had a serious injury on his body, if it weren't for the fear that the wound would open, he would have eaten more crazy than anyone else.

Lenilla and Sbuch are okay, they have been eating well before, so they look good.

Infeit and Fillena are ...... Eating and eating, I ate the sour smell of love.

Sherlock looked at Infit and his future daughter-in-law, smiling for the first time since arriving in the Exiled Lands.

Sbuqi almost finished eating: "Your Majesty the Sand Devil, you want to establish the quicksand kingdom at this time, you want to ......"

"Hmm..."

"However, I think it's a bit too hasty, the formation of separate clusters of exiles is already the limit of what the Empire and the Church of Light can tolerate, let's establish a kingdom now, and as soon as the empire runs out of food, it is a desperate gamble, many people here are actually fleeing for their lives, and they can't be expected to fight for us at all" Sbuch still has some clear understanding of the current situation.

"Why do you think I let you pay tribute, and I don't think you can eat most of the food you get every day, after all, food is distributed according to the total number of people in each city, and the outer circle with the largest number of people actually has no food at all" Sherlock said with a smile.

With a wave of his hand, Sbuch saw the floor beneath his feet become transparent, and their feet were full of food, a large amount of food specially stored with magic.

"Each castle tower is actually a large grain storage station, we don't need to give food to everyone, just give food to those who listen to our orders" Sbuchi was still surprised, Sherlock explained to him, "Even if the empire continues to supply food, I will cut it off, so that we can effectively ensure that everyone obeys our orders"

It seems that Sherlock's plan has been in the works for a long time, and Sbuch's worries are unnecessary, but they also did not expect that Eliwinter was not prepared to give them food.

"There's enough food left over for most people for a year, it's abundant, it's what I've stored for years," Sherlock said, and with a wave of his hand, the floor slowly turned back to its original state.

Sbuchi came back to his senses: "Your Majesty the Sand Devil, my beloved daughter and I can sacrifice our dogs and horses for the kingdom, but once we break through, I still have to return to our own royal family"

Sherlock nodded, looking indifferent: "It's okay, I'm just going to rush out, some of the people back then are dead, and some are still alive"

Anyone with a discerning eye can hear that Sherlock has endured it for so long, probably just for revenge, and this time, waiting for his child Infeit has strengthened his determination to take revenge.

After the meal was finished, everyone was arranged by Sherlock to rest elsewhere in the castle lord's tower.

Only Infeit remained.

"Come" Sherlock beckoned to Infit, to be honest, the appearance of his father and mother was lost too early in Infit, he really didn't remember, and Sherlock's body itself was not what he used to be, and it was strange and embarrassing for the two of them to be alone.

Infeit walked over to Sherlock anyway.

Sherlock looked at him lovingly, then pinched him, and he shook his head a little disappointed: "It's not enough"

"What?" Infert was stunned for a moment.

Sherlock said: "I thought you had gone through the national war, the great war with the church, which could make you a little bloody, but now it seems that you are too well protected, you are not enough... Ruthless, lacking murderous aura" Sherlock said, his hands suddenly pressed Infit's shoulders, and he snorted coldly, "Look at me!"

Infeit was yelled at by Sherlock, and he looked at Sherlock.

With blood-red eyes, Infit suddenly felt as if he had turned into a devil, and his hands were covered with blood, as if a sea of corpses and blood was rushing towards him.

Infeit felt like she had been brought into a battlefield, full of corpses, enemies, frantically rushing and killing, without any purpose, only the numbness of the strong desire to survive could survive the last person.

The last man, only one arm and one eye remained, and he could not even feel the joy of victory, so he walked numbly, and when he reached the tenth step, he saw him look up to the sky and roar wildly, and then put his sword on the ground, supporting himself from falling.

Bloody, full of pain, devoid of any emotion, extreme numbness, and coldness.

A moment of slackness can kill you on the spot.

This is death and the battlefield.

"Got it," Sherlock said.

Infit was pulled out of the mountain of corpses and blood in an instant, and he nodded in a trance.

Sherlock sighed: "Without murderous spirit, without the determination to live to the end, you are not qualified to stand on the highest peak of the world, fight against those people, or complete some missions, or protect your most important people"

The following words, Infeit remembered for a lifetime:

Infit, if you are a mediocre person, I will not have any requirements for you, I even hope that you will not recognize me as a father, you go to live your own life, you simply live happily and happily all your life, with your wife, your daughter, but unfortunately, you are not, you are chosen, you have no way to force yourself out of the whole world; once, your father I also wanted to give up everything to live a simple life, but you have also seen my ending, how much strength you have, you have to do as much as you want, otherwise, you will inevitably suffer the consequences you can't bear, you will regret it for the rest of your life。

Do you understand?

Infeit nodded, but he hadn't experienced it, and he really didn't understand why he had to stand up.

"Next, I will conduct a special training on life and death for you, I will put you into the fifth and sixth circles of our place, our two circles here, there will be a survival battle every day, every group of ten people, only the last survivors will be distributed food, I ask you, survive for six months, after six months, come and see me again, if you are promoted to the seventh star within six months, don't be in a hurry to learn the mystery of the seven stars" Sherlock told Infeit his request.

Infitra nodded, he really needs to exercise, this, he doesn't deny it, and besides, almost all the people in the Exiled Land are scum, and if they are killed, they will be killed.

"Let me remind you, I don't have any protection for you, and these games aren't as fair as you think," Sherlock concluded.

"I've encountered a lot of unfair things," Infeit thought to herself, he sighed, and didn't look at Sherlock, "It's okay, I don't need your help, I don't need it"

Sherlock was stunned, didn't say anything, nodded, he patted Infit: "Go, have a good rest, tomorrow, I will send you over, I hope to see you again in six months"

Infeit didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

"Infit!" Eventually, Sherlock stopped Infit.

Infit paused.

"I believe in you"

A new chapter is presented, I hope you like it.