Lord of Plenty

"Forget it, you should do this kind of thing."

Li Tianyun reached out and pushed back the precious scroll that seemed to be weightless. Although he was curious, some things were better done by the lord Kun.

Kun smiled and no longer insisted. He picked up the magic scroll that could be called a national treasure.

He knew Li Tianyun's good intentions. He didn't want to steal his limelight before everyone in the territory, but for him, the most important core (knowledge) was already in hand, and everything else was just icing on the cake for him.

Everyone came to the corridor in front of the Blackstone Castle, and crowded together behind Kun. No one wanted to stand in the heavy rain, fearing that they would lose etiquette in front of the lord. Only the honest child, Little Joel, took the initiative to stand in the heavy rain.

Noticing that his young master seemed to take a second look at Little Joel who was hiding at the edge but standing in the rain, Old Tate showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. Very good, he was worthy of being the person he chose.

Some people look stupid, but they may not be that stupid, and some people look smart, but they may not be that smart.

Old Tate, who knows Kun's temper well, knows that the young master really remembers the simple boy this time, and he must have a good impression of him.

Old Tate has never been to other places and doesn't know, but in the Rich Territory, all the talents and all the efforts are not as good as the young master looking at someone more.

No matter how talented you are, can you compare with a fifteen-year-old third-level great wizard? The capital gathers so many geniuses from the entire kingdom, who can the young master look at more?

None!

No matter how noble your status is, no matter how extraordinary your identity is, so what? During the most difficult time for the young master in the kingdom, did he bow his head to his father, the Marquis, and his royal mother?

Never!

Having been with the young master for so many years, Old Tate knows Kun too well. Although he never shows it on the surface, it is a pride engraved in his bones. Otherwise, in such a big capital, there are only half of the people who are called friends by the young master?

Yes, the young master was not well-received at home before, but as the son of a marquis and a half-royal person, there were also many peers who were willing to please the young master, but the young master was cold and indifferent to everyone, as if he only had those boring magic and speechless flowers and plants in his eyes.

So when Li Tianyun, the weirdo called by Kun as a friend, suddenly appeared in the castle, Old Tate was actually the one who was most curious about Li Tianyun among all people. What kind of person could be sincerely regarded as a friend by such a proud young master?

Old Tate observed carefully for a long time and found that this strange-looking person had neither a talent beyond everyone's cultivation talent nor a lot of common sense. It seemed that he was completely different from his young master. But later, after spending a long time together, Old Tate discovered that this was also a proud young man.

So what if he had average talent? So what if he was suffering from a serious disease? So what if he was tortured by illness?

Surrounded by malice, he can still maintain the kindness in his heart. He regards all kinds of setbacks and injustices as ordinary hardships. His eyes are focused on the only goal in his heart.

Old Tate thinks such a proud young man is great.

No matter how much, it is not too much.

"Boom~"

Thunder roared, and thick dark clouds gathered over the Fengrao Territory. It was obviously noon, but it was as dim as dusk. The layers of dense dark clouds pressed the sky very low, giving people a heavy feeling, and even breathing was not smooth.

The heavy rain poured on the old and new houses in the heart of the jade, like destroying an old tree that had just sprouted new buds. It seemed that in the next moment, this old tree that had regained its vitality would be completely wiped out from this world by the pouring wind and rain.

Because the magic scroll has been injected with enough magic power in advance, there is no need for the user to rebuild the magic circle, so the threshold for use is very low, even an ordinary person without any extraordinary power can use it.

Kun, who was standing in front of everyone, gently let go of the magic scroll in his hand. The scroll slowly floated into the air and then opened automatically. It looked no different from a low-level magic scroll on the surface. After opening it, it was a standard one-foot square, with a magic array composed of various dense magic symbols inside, shining with the brilliance of magic power. As a red flame burned out of thin air, the entire magic scroll was quickly burned out.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by countless magic symbols, a golden light rushed into the sky at lightning speed, hitting the dark clouds that covered the sky, like throwing a stone into the dark lake in the dark night, and the slightly golden waves quickly spread and swept across the entire sky until they sank into the end of the horizon.

"What is this?"

"Such a rich wind element, such a powerful magic fluctuation, such a beautiful magic circle, it's so wonderful, unbelievable, it's so wonderful!"

The only two junior magicians in the Plenty Territory looked at the gradually dissipating magic circle in fascination. In their eyes, every magic symbol shining on the magic circle was so eye-catching and contained countless magic truths.

Kun, who spent three days copying the entire magic scroll, knew that what they saw and knew was less than one-tenth of the actual situation.

Normally, the higher the level of magic scroll, the more stringent the conditions required for making it. This fourth-level magic scroll, not to mention that the materials used to make the scroll itself must be taken from fourth-level monsters, to make such a scroll, you must first have a wind wizard who has reached the fourth-level hero realm.

Let’s not talk about these first. As we all know, the higher the level of magic, the longer it takes to chant it. Although using magic scrolls can avoid this flaw, the price is that those long and complex magic runes need to be engraved on the scrolls without any error.

But low-level magic scrolls are indeed only one foot square after unfolding, but third-level magic scrolls are as big as ten meters after unfolding. They are not held in the hand, but need to be held in the hand.

And this, a fourth-level magic scroll handed down from ancient times, is only the size of a normal low-level magic scroll!

In fact, Kun got this fourth-level magic scroll three days ago. Kun also knew the difficulties that Fengrao Territory was facing now, but he still chose to gamble and copied all the contents of this scroll without sleep for three days.

Although the high-level magic symbols in the scroll are also a considerable fortune, what Kun values ​​is not this, but the incredible technology contained in this precious scroll that can compress the huge magic array of hundreds of meters into a square inch of one foot.

What is real wealth?

Many wizards believe that magic is wealth.

But many of them don't understand that knowledge does not necessarily refer to those concrete magic symbols.

In Kun's view, the fact that there are dark clouds in the sky but no rain is knowledge, the fact that two magic potions cultivated by the same person grow differently is knowledge, and even farming is a valuable knowledge.

Obviously, everything you see and hear is wealth, why do these people turn a blind eye to it?

Others think Kun is strange, but he thinks these people are all stupid and hopeless fools.

Two people are speechless and cannot understand each other, so naturally they can't talk together. This also led to Kun becoming more silent in the capital. He only has half a friend in the huge capital, and he is a friend who is barely made up by half blood relationship.

What is real wealth, what is a real friend, and what is worth protecting even at the cost of life, Kun has his own unique insights.

As for others not understanding?

Then don't understand, Kun never needs others' approval or understanding.

Clear the clouds and see the sun, just be yourself.

Standing in the rain, Joel was soaked all over, and raised his hands blankly like a drowned dog.

"Has the rain stopped?!"

As if the gods in the sky pressed the stop button, the rainstorm like a water curtain disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the heavy dark clouds above the sky moved slowly, as if being slowly pushed away by a pair of invisible big hands. The dazzling sunlight shone through the gaps between the dark clouds and fell on the entire Fengrao Territory again, like a dream.

"The rain has stopped!"

"The rain has stopped!"

Countless residents of Fengrao Territory rushed out of their homes, shouting excitedly on the muddy and puddled roads, cheering and running, and conveyed this good news to every resident of the Jade Heart Farm. They had waited for this day for too long, and the days were like years.

"It's a miracle, it's definitely a miracle."

"What miracle? Don't talk nonsense. I saw it all. It was clearly the Lord's magic!"

"Long live the Lord!"

"Yes, long live the Lord!"

In front of the Blackstone Castle, Little Joel was the first to kneel down in the direction of Kun. The Dansu Kingdom did not practice kneeling. Except for slaves, civilians only needed to bow and greet the king even when they met him touring the capital. Kneeling on one knee and placing the right fist on the chest was the highest etiquette for the knights to declare their allegiance, representing an oath with their heart and life that they would never betray each other.

Since the Lord came to the Rich Territory, the lives of the people in the village have visibly improved. The Lord gave them jobs, food, and even salaries. In this world, meeting a lord as kind as the Lord is like being reborn again.

Knowing what it feels like to live well, Little Joel is really afraid that the Lord will abandon everyone in the Plenty Territory and leave. Not only will everything return to the original state after the Lord leaves, but the severe natural disaster that swept the entire kingdom at the beginning of this year, and the farmers depend on the weather for food, and can barely get enough food in a good year, let alone now.

Unless other parts of the kingdom have also seen the light of day like the Plenty Territory, many, many people will starve to death this year.

Starving to death is the cruelest punishment in the world. Little Joel doesn't want to starve to death, and he doesn't want his elderly mother and well-behaved sister to starve to death. Although he has never been to school and is just a shallow peasant child, he knows that whether the Lord is in or not in the Plenty Territory, it is completely two Plenty Territories.

The lives of the untouchables are worthless, although I don't want to admit it, but this is the fact.

If the Lord can let him have enough food, then his life belongs to the Lord. Not only does he think so, but this is also the true thought of most people in Cuiyu's heart.

People are emotional creatures, and their emotions are easily affected by those around them. Little Joel was the first to kneel on one knee, followed by the second, the third, and a large number of people kneeled behind Kun.

Mages never kneel, even if they are the king who symbolizes royal power or the pope who symbolizes divine power, the greatest etiquette is to bow and salute. The two entry-level mages did the same, but this time they bowed very deeply, very deeply, and no words could describe their excitement at this moment.

Fourth-level magic, this is the fourth-level great magic, the incredible magic that has not been shown on this land for hundreds of years. The two mages felt that even if they died at this moment, their lives would be worth it.

Not long after, the thick dark clouds that had been densely covering the sky disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared. The sky was blue and the sun was dazzling. After witnessing this magic that was comparable to a miracle, even Li Tianyun, who was indifferent, was shocked beyond words.

An inexplicable emotion filled his chest, probably the longing and reverence after witnessing the incredible feats of surviving the nuclear bomb explosion and human footprints on the moon.

Li Tianyun looked at the sky and said foolishly:

"I regret it a little. I shouldn't have been modest just now."

"It's too late. I'm afraid you can't find a second magic scroll like this even if you search the entire Dansu Kingdom. But you can wait patiently for a while. When I have thoroughly understood the knowledge in that scroll, I can make a scroll of the same level or even better."

This is not bragging, but a clear understanding of one's own abilities, what can be done, what can't be done, and what could not be done before but can be done in the future.

"Take a good look at me. Do I really have no talent for learning magic?"

Kun shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, with an expression that said it was all his fault.

In fact, it was really his fault.

In order to maximize the connection between the two bodies, Kun used the blood of Li Tianyun's original body to build this body.

As for the benefits, it is obvious that the compatibility between the container and the soul is high enough, and the life reflux that originally required Li Tianyun to step into the fourth-level warrior to form was also reduced to the third level by Kun.

Before this, Kun did not find that the person who shared his life with him could ignore the barrier of rank. With Li Tianyun's qualifications at that time, even with his full help, it was absolutely impossible for him to achieve the fourth level in this life.

Look at how many talented third-level warriors in the history of the kingdom were blocked by the invisible door for a lifetime to know how difficult this thing is.

It is simply impossible to count them.

As for the disadvantages, it is that they have no magical talent at all. After all, in the magic desert environment of Blue Star, it is not impossible to find a person who can sense magic naturally, but the probability is the same as the biggest prize in the lottery. They are all chosen ones.

Then, everyone returned to the meeting hall of the castle with excitement, and Kun immediately issued new orders to everyone.

"Dawn, you lead the security team to the border between the Rich Territory and the Ever Dark Forest to restore those traps as soon as possible. It has rained for so many days. I think not only people are hungry, but also those beasts that have finally survived the winter are starving. Spring plowing is coming, and I will never allow any creature to mess with me."

"Follow your orders!"

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