A baby dragon has built a nest outside the Novice Village

Chapter 75 Home, Sweet Home
Fari swallowed the roasted beef in front of him whole and watched the goblin caravan slowly sail away below.

According to the goblin soldiers who returned to their tribes to rest, the Crusaders are gradually moving towards victory.

One village and town after another were recaptured, and a large amount of ownerless land was regained by Lannia.

As a member of the royal family, she issued one temporary decree after another in this land.

Among them were new immigration laws that brought new people to the land.

"Each family of three will be allocated 100 mu of land, and will be tax-free for three years."

This decree is attractive enough for refugees from nearby areas, not to mention that it seems that the Crusaders are advancing step by step, and the undead will soon be wiped out.

A large number of refugees entered the area controlled by Lannia. These wandering and homeless people will build their own new homes here.

Where there are people, there is demand, and where there is demand, there is a market.

The goblin caravan's carriages were loaded with farm tools, building materials, seeds, and even goblins that could be used as labor. They were all things that the new immigrants urgently needed.

The new immigrants lacked everything, including money, but this was not a big problem for the goblins.

"Aren't you afraid that they might dig out some ancient treasures or powerful weapons from the pile of old papers?"

However, there is no silver dragon running around in that house, nor is there so much gold, silver and treasure.

Savrina didn't seem surprised by the Sun Cult's attitude.

As the light came on, Farui suddenly felt as if he had returned to the cramped, damp little apartment, the place he could call home when he was still a human.

"The master's decree allows the new immigrants to use their land as collateral and borrow money to purchase these goods."

Only when those goblins chant their so-called "decrees" will the white line connecting to the power of faith appear.

He tried to convert one more believer, and, as expected, he failed.

"Have you finished trying?"

However, these white lines were not stable. Whenever Fari tried to invest a bit of faith, the white line would break.

Fari watched the goblins leave, then turned and walked into his own lair.

"Failed, not a single one succeeded."

Fary walked over to the largest pile of treasure, which was mainly made up of gold coins, and lay down.

"After all, it is just a civilization that has declined. No, it should be said that it has been lost."

Savrina noticed Fary walking into the nest. Of course, Fary was not outside to observe the social ecology of the goblins.

The nest had been rearranged. Unlike the haphazard stacking of treasures before, the decorations from the treasures were now either hung on the rock walls of the nest or placed around. Savrina had just picked out a few exquisite oil lamps from the treasure pile, which were now floating in the air, ready to be hung on the rock walls to provide light for the cave.

Savrina hung up the last oil lamp and clapped her hands, providing a glimmer of light into the dark cave.

"Finally, it's looking presentable."

"Speaking of which, why doesn't the Sun God Cult worry about those undead spirits at all?"

Some time ago, Safrina had been busy setting up the cave and ignored Fari. Now, he finally had the opportunity to ask his questions indirectly.

The goblin caravan moved slowly towards the settlements of the new immigrants.

After all, in Fari's understanding, in this kind of world, the older things are, the more mysterious they are, and usually the more powerful they are.

"it's out of the question."

Safrina explained.

"When a civilization begins to decline, the first to suffer are the higher-level creatures and their advanced unique spells and skills."

Savrina sighed. Fari knew too little about many things in this world. If he continued like this, he would suffer a great loss sooner or later.

"In the beginning, those spells and skills would only occasionally become unstable and fail temporarily, then the failures would become more and more frequent, until they were completely unusable. Simultaneously, those high-level monsters would gradually weaken, and eventually either drop in rank or die and disappear." This knowledge was in the library of the Dragon Island Council. Savrina still remembered that there was a book that recorded in detail the history of the Titan civilization's decline and eventual complete disappearance.

"So why did these civilizations fall into decline?"

Savrina frowned, she didn't know the answer to this question either.

"I looked for it, but there are no relevant books on the first floor of the library, which means it's not something that young dragons like us should understand."

There's a weird vibe to this.

How could a thriving civilization suddenly decline? And it seems that these declines happened suddenly, out of nowhere.

"Is it because of those gods?"

But from the words of the high priest of the Sun God Cult, the Sun God Cult only appeared after the Undead Civilization declined to a certain extent.

The source of the decline is probably not there either.

"Ultimately we don't know where the source of the decline is."

In the city of Sagat, crowds of undead were walking out of the large cemetery.

The Death Knight looked at the scene in front of him.

Sir Rannick stood beside him.

"When the decline began to show signs, the entire dynasty took action to find the cause of the decline and tried various ways to save itself. But in the end, until our civilization collapsed, the source of the decline was never found."

The Death Knight swung the sword in his hand.

A strange force connected him with the surrounding undead. The aura of the undead increased sharply, and most of them were upgraded by one or two levels.

"The Sun God Cult's research on the decline of civilization is still a little lacking. They don't seem to know that even if civilization is lost and even if my level is only twelfth now, my characteristics as a Death Knight will not be weakened."

The undead were roaring wildly. The Death Knight took a step forward, and a skeleton horse with blue ghost fire burning came in front of him.

"Remember what I told you. A lost civilization cannot be revived, but its remnants still have a chance to survive. I have already told you the last resort."

Rangnick nodded.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

After saying this, the Death Knight swung his sword, and the undead quickened their pace and poured out of the city gate.
"The undead are moving."

Several Shadow Crow reconnaissance teams hidden around the city of Sagat took action to pass on this message.

However, skeletal arms burst out of the ground and grabbed their ankles.

"Under the Death Knight's call, the dead are not truly dead."

These dead, of course, include those who died over the past hundreds of years and the bodies buried underground. Even though they are only skeletons, they still respond to the Death Knight's call and attack their enemies.

No one alive knows about the unusual movements in Sagat City.

"The population of Sagete's territory is about 600,000. Excluding the 100,000 or so refugees who fled to other territories and those who were eliminated before, there should be less than 200,000 of them."

On the battlefield, Lemming frowned.

The surrounding Skitarii were using holy water and fire to treat the corpses of the undead on the battlefield, making it impossible for them to revive again. They had already killed more than 100,000 undead in this period of time, but the enemy seemed to be just passively defending. In this way, it would only take a little more time to attack the city of Saht and eliminate the last batch of undead.

It seemed that everything was going well, but Lai Ming knew that those Death Knights had hundreds of years of experience in battle, and it would be impossible to go smoothly when facing them, even if they had declined to the twelfth level.

"Stop advancing and build defenses on the spot."

Out of caution, Laming issued new orders.

(End of this chapter)