Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 336: Is it okay to have a different welcome ceremony?
Chapter 432 Change the welcome ceremony, okay?
Hill couldn't control his anger and kicked the books away.
The nobles and high-level professionals in the world of Guerns have all died and few are innocent.
However, ordinary people are innocent.
They are just living in a false world, giving up their lives for the so-called glory war of the nobles, and throwing away their family and business for the little benefits that leaked from the hands of the nobles.
Hill can sum up from the book, the families here are living well, and ordinary people have never been poor or even suffered much.
So in order to keep a happy life and prevent other nobles from defeating their masters, most ordinary people went to the battlefield full of faith.
And these nobles, the only evaluation of these people who sacrificed their lives for their own sake is that the soul crystal is worth more than those disobedient idiots.
Even if the occasional wise man finds out the truth, they only dare a little bit in the knight novel.
In other words, some people have resisted, but when the right to speak is in the hands of the nobles, it is impossible to have any written records.
Hill pondered that he had to find more miscellaneous notes about magicians. The magicians in this world are colder than those of Tracy, but they hate nobles more, so they should be able to read something.
The history books of nobles, Hill thinks they are dirty, even if they buy them in the future, they will only throw them aside.
I don’t know if there are any people’s uprisings in this world, whether they were suppressed by that unspeakable god.
Fantastic world, people at the bottom try their best, and most of them only have the ending of heroic death.
In Salar, no matter what the gods are, as long as those nobles are dissatisfied, there will be big nobles leading the rebellion.
Of course they know that the gods are powerful, but the gods of Trahir have always sought only the first evil.
And if the **** himself did something wrong, such as the **** of nobility, not all of the nobles in the country who split with him were his subordinates.
But because of his own fault, except for the part of the nobles who voluntarily returned, he gave up and returned the City of Sighs to Dionisio. Then I discussed it with William, and I would rather waste my divine power to open up mountains and expand a part of the territory to the south.
The human beings in the world of Trasil actually have strong trust in gods, such as contracts, they are very skilled at using them.
Even if you don’t believe in gods, you won’t feel much dissatisfaction with gods, and you will shout to that **** for blessing when you encounter related events.
But in this world, humans seem to think that the devil is more trustworthy than the gods.
In the long and smelly family history of the Daly family, there has never been a prayer to the gods, but he has enough respect for the magicians around him, and it is a pity that the stupidity of one of the patriarchs brought them to the family. The disaster of extinction, even the only help has disappeared.
I don't know how many generations' efforts it will take to return to the ranks of the great nobles.
No wonder a baron family can establish a territory at the center of the world. They actually descended from the great nobles.
In this world, the original territory of the nobles cannot be deprived by the king.
This is the strength of these nobles who dare to act indiscriminately. No matter how pretentious they are, nobles will always be nobles.
Hill leaned on the sofa and sighed helplessly. It was normal for such a world to have such a strong abyss.
He turned over and sat up, took out a pen and paper, and wrote the outline of the history.
Gearns has a weird will in this world, he doesn't seem to care about anything.
If it was Trahir, it would be impossible for the devil to be so reckless in his own world.
Hill didn't know why Gernes did this, but William had better not take him too seriously.
Hill opened the window and asked where William, a guard who happened to pass by, was there. Hill was worried that the king would run into the disguised palace ahead.
Since the opening of the camp's defensive circle, the King's Guard has started patrolling again.
Their main mission is to stop the undead from causing trouble, and they have to guide these guys who can't understand the map.
The aboriginal people of Salar, the biggest doubt so far is that these undead are so powerful, why many do not recognize the way.
The central city and the capital of the country, Keslot, are also a bit more complicated, especially the central city, which is divided into upper and lower layers.
Although it's weird to fall off the edge of the floating ladder, I can always understand something.
However, in some small towns with only two or three roads and the clear camp outside the gate of the abyss, the undead still could not find the north, which shocked too many natives.
Later, no matter what city it was, Salar would send guards to patrol the city, and the main task was to lead the way for the undead.
is not only the city under the direct control of the king, but also many nobles, after opening the teleportation array for convenience, they all went directly to the Temple of Time and Space to apply for a magical array covering the entire city, to control these unexpectedly. Come for a walk, very easy to get overexcited guy.
So the Salar people are very used to it, and suddenly there is a divine light around him, and then there is a burning smell. Even the onlookers were too lazy to watch.
So even in this world, as long as William is there, these guards don't have to worry about coming out to control these undead, as long as they are on patrol, they can point the way to the strange undead who are lost.
The guard picked up the silver-black tablet in his hand and inquired: "Mr. Hill, His Majesty the King is still in the Stone Palace."
Isn't that the nickname the undead gave to the disguised palace? You use it so directly!
Hill smiled helplessly, got up and walked towards the big rock.
William also quietly changed the location of his residence, and the surrounding huts were quietly placed in six sharp corners.
Hill estimates that these houses belong to the undead wizards, no, they should be the time and space wizards of the undead.
This is obviously the arrangement of a divine formation, but in some nearby alchemy huts that look similar, most of the six-pointed star point is covered up.
Hill can tell not just because he's a master alchemist, but also because he didn't make the huts, it was Flange.
All of the six points were made by Flange, and Hill would understand when he saw it.
Hill walked to the Stone Palace, and a door quietly opened beside him.
William sat on the throne and looked at him with a sideways smile: "Hill, what's the matter?"
Hill took out a few pieces of paper he had summed up: "This is the chronicle of an ordinary noble nearby and the magician next to him. I think His Majesty the King should have a look.
Perhaps His Majesty the King knew a lot before coming here, but there are some things that are different from what you see with your own eyes. "
William took the paper and looked at it carefully, then he couldn't hold back and crumpled the paper into pieces.
"Your Majesty the King?" Spencer reminded suspiciously, "Mr. Hill is still here!"
"I'm not targeting him!" William said coldly, "Hill knows it himself. This **** world! No wonder that Gernes ran so fast!
What happened to him? Does World Tree know that this world is a born devil? "
"Compared to being a natural devil, I think there might be something wrong when forming the will of the world." Hill sighed, "In that moon ring, the sleeping kindness is the silver moon, There is no problem with the fallen sun god. If Gens is born with problems, it is impossible for a good **** to be born in this world."
William waved his hand, and the pages returned to their original shape. He handed it to Spencer: "Look at it, and send it to the undead. Be more defensive about the guests who are coming soon."
He sighed quietly: "Also, let the undead not only record spell books, but also all such historical miscellaneous notes. I need to take a look.
I have to have an impression of the noble surnames in this world. "
"Our camp, isn't it that non-neutral camps can't enter?" Spencer glanced at it and asked in a hoarse voice, "This kind of nobleman, even a child, is born with original sin, right? It cannot be neutral."
"If it was in Trahill, of course I don't think anyone could cover my sight, but this is Gernes, and the will of the world doesn't even know how it could be like this, deceived me What's so difficult about a demigod from another world?"
Hill knew that William intended to appear as a demigod, not a future god.
When there is no magic fire, in fact, these two types look similar, except that William can fight a few.
Hill took out the thick family history of Baron Daly: "It has the names of all the nobles in this country, they are barons, and basically all the nobles of the territory have the names on it.
Not yet in other countries, the Daly family is not eligible for diplomacy. "
William took it directly, flipped to that paragraph a few times, and swept his eyes quickly: "Those guys are very close to here, I think they will be there in an hour, Spencer, have you arranged someone to meet them? ?"
"Of course. ~IndoMTL.com~ I asked Xue Yunfeng to go out with the Golem team to greet me~IndoMTL.com~" Spencer said lightly, "I regret it now, I should find that perfect bald head, their family's wild boar team is more suitable . "
Hill couldn't help but glanced at Spencer. The difference between the two teams was not about size or mighty power, but about control.
The group of black roses didn't plan to take care of these big pigs at all, and their mounts were actually very proud of being called a wild boar from a demon pig.
The Golem team can stay motionless, but the Wild Boar team is easy to attack in rage.
After all, the particularly huge pig babies led by this wild boar team are all the duchess's cubs.
It is their routine operation to throw the stinky quagmire as soon as they get angry.
Hill looked at Spencer with anger in his eyes, and then reacted suddenly. For the Spencer family, who prided themselves on being noble knights, he really only felt that these nobles from other worlds were not worthy of them. On a par.
"Actually, it's too late to change." Hill said softly, "they are all in the camp with bald heads."
Update on time~
(end of this chapter)