Blood tax

Chapter 375 God of the New World

The chat fell into an embarrassment that could not continue for a while.Coincidentally at this time, the waiter delivered a letter to Griffith.

This is a letter of commendation transmitted by the Reserve Army Command. In recognition of Griffith's decisiveness and enthusiasm for suppressing the evil rituals in Odessa in the fall, the Senate awarded him a large piece of land as a reward, including 12 large and small There are different villages, several forests, mines with unknown output and two lakes.

According to the usual practice, the reward for military exploits will give a range of optional awards, and Bayeran's rule of replacing the territory with annuities has also been implemented for many years.However, the Senate generously avoided the trouble of thinking, and directly granted several manors and populations around the originally small Ravenel territory.

Griffith's original territory was only a manor with 500 acres of arable land and more than [-] residents. In less than three months, his territory had expanded more than ten times, almost approaching the power of the ancient Ravenel family. scope.In ancient times, each village could dispatch at least one knight and his retinue, that is, two heavy cavalry, plus less than ten poorly equipped infantry.

In wartime, the barony means a cavalry squadron and an infantry squadron, which are the pillars of the kingdom that cannot be ignored.However, in the past 200 years, the strengthening of Bayeran Central and the power of wizards, and the establishment of a standing army have gradually weakened the value of feudal lords and knights.The ancient Verona once had a powerful army, but now it dare not speak loudly in front of Baieran.

Interestingly, the Bayeran Senate seems to be going the same way again.They sent out legions at the turn of spring and summer and almost dominated the situation in Verona, but at the end of the year they began to support the local small lords.

"Congratulations!" Nona glanced at the award certificate, and said sincerely, "Maybe we should call you Sir Ravenel!"

"This is the Senate's reward to those soldiers who fought for it. This is a land the size of a barony, and it should have [-] to [-] residents. However, the local situation is so corrupt, my territory may already be almost ruins Yes. The Senate will not do business at a loss." Griffith smiled and put away the letter, and directly began to draft a letter to Roland.

According to the agreement between the two, Roland will arrange personnel to assist Griffith in managing the territory, and try his best to help him resume production, train the local militia, and gradually integrate into Roland's system.

After Bayeran's army arrived, it once controlled a large piece of Verona land, but due to the impact of the autumn orc war, the rebels who had been defeated many times revived again.

Anyone knows that the rebellion in Verona has not been wiped out, and the strength of the rebel army is increasing every moment. Even Count Lamor and Count Chalon feel headaches. to that battlefield.

"Nona," Griffith asked while writing, "do you think the Senate really intends to release the royal family and nobles?"

While watching Griffith's letter, Nona expressed her opinion: "I think it may be that the royal family is pushing this work.

"The families of Berthier and Dedius also received the local territory as a reward. We should deploy there for a short time next spring to train a new army mainly composed of locals to protect the territory. However, staying in the local area The time will not be too long, the main thing is to get familiar with the actual situation, and the specific work will be completed by the officials appointed by each family."

The west of Verona is dominated by mountains and hills, with lakes and rivers criss-crossing, mountains traversing the central part, a vast plain to the north, and mountains and river valleys to the south.

Facing the sea to the east is the territory directly under the administration of Bayeran, where the regular army is deployed, and there are the best cities, ports and manors.The big cities Old Town and Varna are both located on the west coast of the Sea of ​​Tranquility, and are the sea outlets and road hubs connecting the Odessa region with the rest of the world.

The area slightly to the west is the domain of the main nobles of Verona.These areas suffered less damage in the rebellion and are now closely guarded.

The area further west is the central plain of Verona, which was hit hard by the rebels.Many of the nobles who lived there for generations were killed in the rebellion and suffered great losses. Many of them simply sold their territories and fled to the newly conquered provinces of Bayeran.Some of the unused territory was occupied by the rebels, and some was used by Bayeran as a reward for his own people.These territories are adjacent to each other, and the forces are intricate.

Griffith's territory is here, not far from the territory that Berthier and the others got. There is also the fief that Earl Lamor and the Iseus family just obtained nearby.

In addition to these forces, there are other forces that control population and land.They are neither rebels, nor do they obey Bajerand and Verona.These people are like mercenaries and robbers, and they have seized a large area in the chaos.

There are plenty of people here willing to fight for the right price.

The two were chatting when Griffith suddenly noticed Neferti leaning towards him.She and a number of exchange students from Odessa had been specially invited to the party.

The woman hesitated a little, but still moved towards Griffith a little bit quietly.After finally coming to a place two meters away, she took a deep breath and whispered with the greatest courage:
"Good evening, knight, I think..."

Before Neferti could say what she wanted, a voice broke in.

"Good evening, knight." The blond-haired and red-eyed Aaron came to Griffith's side in the eyes of a large group of admirers, condescending like a king.Many lovely girls with little stars in their eyes are looking at him all the time.

"Belia, Holof, please give us some time." The Prophet nodded to his friends, and sent them away with resentful eyes.

"Good evening, Aaron, is there anything I can do for you?" Griffith asked politely, as if the two had just played a few games of Gwent in the ruins of the Whispering Forest.

"Yes," Aaron leaned forward, as if a close friend held Griffith's shoulder, almost touching his face, "A trial is about to begin, and the participants include me and your woman."

Aaron's appearance is more delicate and beautiful than the girl beside him.He can make people intoxicated and admired just by standing there.However, his words were like poisonous snakes swimming in the shadows, hissing and spitting out letters.Griffith even felt the vampire's fangs appear in his ears, spreading an extremely dark and damp atmosphere.

Nona and Neferti stepped aside quickly, and the laughter that filled the hall a few seconds ago suddenly hid behind the curtain and the couch, peeping at the two.Everyone looked at Griffith and Aaron, who were so close to each other, and guessed what they were talking about, and many of them became jealous.

"So?" Griffith also pressed Aaron's shoulder.

"Do you know what kind of trial this is, Griffith," Aaron whispered with an impeccably noble expression, "the old Tiberion will announce it soon, and he thought it was some kind of happy sacrifice. But, I know, Griffith...

"The revelation of the gods has been issued, and I know something.

"And you, what did you meet in Odessa and the Chaos Sea? The illusion hidden there will also come and fight with me, and the aftermath alone will tear Miss Elf to pieces."

"Go ahead." Griffith said calmly.

"I can let you join in, Griffith, and give you a chance to protect her, as long as you obey my will," Aaron said, "You don't need to answer me, the time will be ripe soon."

After saying this, Aaron nodded to Griffith, turned around and walked towards his followers, while yelling at them: "Trotsky, don't say useless words there, come to my side."

Meanwhile, Headmaster Tyberion, the host of the banquet, finally arrived.

His entourage brought a huge crystal ball and carefully placed it on the table in the middle of the banquet hall.

The principal looked at the students with old and kind eyes:
"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies.

"I would have liked to make a little poem in praise of life on the good night before Frost Day, but darkness looms over us, and determination and action are more important than words. Behind receding forces of good, tentacles of evil in every town Organizations and organizations emerged from hiding, ready to welcome the birth of their masters. In the near future, as the most intelligent and sensitive among us perceive, the world is about to undergo earth-shaking changes..."

Galadia and Sonia quickly came to Griffith and whispered in his ear: "What is he talking about~"

This question confused everyone present.Everyone looked at the principal, wondering what his plans were.

The white-haired elder continued:
"However, we must not give up joy and hope for this. It is the exchange student of the noble Metigny College, our lovely guest, who comes to us this evening. Before the party begins, my old friend, the headmaster of Metigny, The wise Lord Avignon of Magic would like to say a few words to everyone, and especially to his students."

Upon hearing the headmaster's name, all the exchange students in Metigny went into a commotion.No matter how much they disliked the principal in the past, they all had sincere nostalgia and love for him after they came to a foreign land.

Tiberion waved to the attendants, and the huge crystal ball was lit up, reflecting the face of an elder.

Principal Metini sat behind a desk with tall bookshelves behind it.The image was very clear, as if he was sitting in front of everyone, even the teachers and students of Homemonwatts subconsciously straightened their backs.

"Good evening, my old friend," said Tyberion kindly, "you may begin."

Principal Metini, the demigod of Odessa, watched everyone in the image reflected in the crystal ball.He didn't speak, and didn't show any expression, he just stared here with wide eyes.

"Hehe, this is a common thing. The other side may not be ready," Tyberion reminded again with a smile, "Avignon, we are waiting to hear your speech. Please hurry up, I still want to Go eat your favorite pudding!"

Everyone waited with bated breath.Just when everyone was about to be unable to sit still, they seemed to hear a snap of their fingers.

The principal of Avignon suddenly moved.

He opened his mouth and made a strange sound of "hungry~" "hungry~", and his body trembled unnaturally.The old but healthy skin turned pale and pale in an instant, and then showed dark purple marks.The spots were cloudy and patchy at first, and gradually became one by one.

Griffith raised his eyebrows, and the few Xiutorals present also understood what they saw.His sharp eyes turned to Aaron, who was smiling excitedly and joyfully, like a wandering vulture finding the food he craves for a long time.

"Don't look!" Griffith yelled, raising his hands to hold Galadia and Sonia's heads.Before the two girls could react, a series of extremely shrill screams sounded in the hall.

"Ah!" Several girls fainted, and some vomited.

One of the most powerful wizards in the world, Odessa's spellcaster and demigod, Avignon, the principal of the Metigny Higher Academy of Magic, lowered his head and threw himself on his desk.The moment it hit the table, there was a hoarse bending and breaking sound in the air.

The head of the demigod flew out, bounced on the desk and rolled over.The broken neck revealed shriveled bones, rotten tissues, coagulated blood clots, and torn pieces of meat, and maggots hung on the broken bones and fell onto the table.

The ballroom at Homemonwarts was in chaos, several smashed windows and jumped into the garden screaming, while others vomited everywhere.

Even Headmaster Tyberion was stunned.He opened his mouth and stared at his own crystal ball dumbly, making people afraid that he would soon follow in the footsteps of Lord Avignon.

Neferti froze in shock.She slowly looked left and right, and saw Griffith pressing the heads of the two girls to her chest to prevent them from seeing the horrible picture; then, she looked back at the crystal ball as if lost in her soul, but saw a A familiar figure came to the principal of Avignon, sweeping away the decayed remains of the principal like dust.

Naira appears in the frame wearing a mask.Even though he couldn't see his face, Neferti was sure it was her brother.He was unarmed and had no armor, just a black cloak.A group of people in the same black robes and masks stood behind him.

"The world is corrupting...hence, here I come."

His voice is melodious and distant, with a kind of power that directly captures the soul.At the end of the crystal ball, Aaron's expression and blond hair flew up, as if responding to a call that could rival him.

Naira in the crystal ball says:
"The hypocritical and weak Avignon has been punished by me, his accomplices, the remaining ten demigods of the twelve members of the Arcane Council, wait for your doom.

"Look up, inhabitants of the world, look at me and spread my name. Standing before you is the spirit of eternal denial.

"I came at the call of the times to destroy the shackles imposed on this world,
"I am the one who destroys the world and creates the world—

"God of the New World."

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