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Chapter 137 Chauvin Dominion

Even if the ground has not yet frozen, the cold wind in the north has become icy cold. According to the rules of previous years, the first snow will fall in two months at most, and the nearly seven-month-long unbearable winter will

, will bring the most difficult and dangerous challenges to all life.

Survival of the fittest, eliminating the weak and keeping the strong, there is nothing more suitable to be the final examiner of this ruthless and cold-blooded nature than the harsh nature.

In the North, the short period of late autumn is obviously not a good time to travel. It is inevitable that I will be stuck in a dangerous place due to the first snowfall. But unfortunately, I have no right to be picky.

When spring comes next year, I am afraid that the orc army will move south, and there will be no possibility of leaving by then. The key is to seize the remaining time and do more things.

"Mixed-blood Dominion? It's really an embarrassing past. But, I'm afraid it's the only way out."

The official name of the Mixed-blood Dominion is the Chauvinist Dominion, but not many people call it that name anymore. After all, that land is also an embarrassing historical relic.

After alien wars, the defeated country often loses a large amount of land and citizens, especially the plundered women who often become the trophies of the victors. The long-term rule of alien races often also represents the emergence of a large number of embarrassing mixed-race children.

Most of the northern land, including the Lan Kingdom, had been occupied by the orcs who invaded from the south for nearly a hundred years. When the demons came, they did not do many good things. Also affected were several elven tribes that accounted for a huge share of the slave trade.

, so there are quite a few mixed-race people like half-orcs, half-demon, and half-elves in this land. Of course, the vast majority are still half-orcs.

Of course, these are "a lot". When viewed from a country's perspective, they are still negligible numbers. However, the human kingdoms regained this land, and while the enslaved human residents cheered, the new life in these gaps

Son. But it became very embarrassing.

The identity of mixed-race children allowed them to live better than ordinary humans during the rule of alien races, but in a sense, they were also destined to become targets of accumulated resentment.

When the alien race is driven back to their hometown, it is obviously impossible for these half-orcs to stay in their hometown. The alien characteristics in them will remind others of that painful history, as long as there is a little friction. Someone who is interested in shouting a few words is inflammatory.

slogan may turn into an uncontrollable racial vendetta.

What's more, many orcs themselves are not kind people. In the years when the orcs ruled, in order to express their position, they were extremely cruel to their human "compatriots", and the most appalling tragedies were often caused by the embarrassment of their own position.

In the hands of the bastard.

And when humans regained this lost land that had been lost for centuries, the ensuing trial and bloody revenge directly sent most of the mixed-race children to the gallows, while the remaining ones who could not find any crime or were too young were sentenced to death.

Exile, this was the past before the re-establishment of the Donglan Principality, and it was also the era of the founding king of Donglan, Charles I.

And in this crazy era, when even the slightest involvement with the orcs can be used as a reason for death, hybrids who can be saved from unfair revenge trials often end up with children and women who have no ability to survive. Even if

Those half-orcs who are known to be friendly to humans are, at most, allowed to bring more belongings with them.

At that time, in front of the people who were overwhelmed by the desire for revenge, no one dared to speak for those "orcs". Otherwise, if an orc was labeled as a spy, he would die unjustly.

In that crazy era, no country was willing to accept these hybrids, and the border to the Orc Plateau was sealed (the few who successfully crossed the border did not end well, and they became the victims of the losers). The so-called exile,

For these weaklings, it is actually not much different from being sentenced to death, except that instead of executing them personally, they choose to let them fend for themselves in the cruel nature.

If the Land of Lan is the dark history of the entire human kingdom, I'm afraid these mixed-race children are the dark history of the entire Northland.

When all countries refused their entry and used knights to drive them away, they had no choice but to migrate to the uninhabited land in the mountains. As the years passed, everyone began to forget them and thought they were dead.

Amid the heavy snow and herds of beasts, deep in the mountains, in that miraculous valley, a new autonomous dominion emerged—the Chauvinian Dominion.

Today's chauvinistic Dominion will naturally not be the pure mixed-race Dominion more than two hundred years ago. It is still not recognized by any country, but it has become a paradise for the borderless and lawless. Humans, orcs, and elves can all see it, but at most

, but still have mixed-race aborigines with peculiar characteristics.

For example, the young warrior outside the carriage has the cat ears and sharp claws of a cat-type orc, but drags a long lizard tail, and the lower body of a centaur. He is obviously the product of several times of mixing.

The ranger in the shadow has beautiful white feathers, and seems to have the blood of some bird orc, but the normal arm on the left and the long lizard scale arm on the right make it look very inconsistent.

"This is heaven!"

A certain beast master who became more and more philosophical and could not be looked at directly, when he saw this paradise and its inhabitants, he instantly abandoned his increasingly difficult-to-understand way of speaking, and spoke so straightforwardly that it was impossible to evaluate.

At this time, surrounded by many mixed-race people, he was already out of his mind. He had been taking the initiative to talk to each other, and judging from the increasingly shaky situation, at least the mixed-race warrior with centaur blood might have escaped.

Don't miss this veteran's skillful skills.

When we first arrived at this border checkpoint, these half-beast warriors were not very friendly to us. Some of them threatened us with their troops, and the sharp arrows of the rangers in the trees were always aimed at us.

After I showed the merchant certificate issued by the Donglan Principality, my attitude softened significantly. The inspection of our convoy was not as detailed as the previous convoy. I also chatted and laughed with the escorting soldiers.

Let a certain man find an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Donglan has a good relationship with the Chauvin Dominion?"

Heloise, who was lying on my head, had just finished evolving and was forced to go out. Now she was so listless that she didn't want to move. She lay on my head with a look of displeasure on her face all day long.

"Dong Lan has a good relationship with all the forces that are hostile to human society, but his relationship with the Chauvinian Dominion is particularly good. There are other reasons."

It was a dark history that has been decrypted by time. When the mixed-race people luckily found a valley suitable for life among the mountains, the most difficult days were when the Chavin Autonomous Territory had just been established and they were short of food and clothing.

The former king Ciel, who was feeling uneasy, once secretly helped him.

"I originally planned to help the innocent people and the descendants of the Lan people, but it looked too miserable. So I helped more. Well, the most important thing is that if you only give food and food to the descendants of the Lan people,

His clothes would be snatched away if he turned around, which would cost him his life, so in the end we had no choice but to help. Fortunately, we were still very wealthy in those years."

When a passage in the late king's diary was unearthed, the thirty-year-long assistance that was exposed became the root of why today, two hundred years later, the Chauvin Dominion still regards the Donglan Principality as its only fraternal country.

Over the years, the two places, which have been vaguely excluded by the entire Northland, have naturally become closer and closer. The close exchanges have strengthened the relationship between the two parties. Even if foreign businessmen want to enter Chauvin, they will find a way to get Donglan businessmen to prove it.

And many powerful people in the Chauvinian Dominion recognize that they are descendants of the Lan people.

It is worth mentioning that this warm valley between the mountains is also a rare granary in the North. But when the wind and water changed, the residents of this land began to help the descendants of the late King Charles in distress. Without that

The Dominion's interest-free "food loan" may have led to Donglan's collapse many years in advance.

However, I am accompanying this convoy a batch of medicines and other supplies that are in short supply in the North. They are definitely good goods that even those in the North cannot buy even if they have money. They are also the Donglan Principality’s overpayment for the food debts accumulated over the years.

Is it not a kindness to allow a company to owe debts? It is really a great kindness to allow a company that may go bankrupt at any time to owe debts and be prepared to lose all its money at any time, and yet allow it to continue to borrow new life-saving food.

Since the Chauvin Dominion has not forgotten the kindness shown to Ciel back then, Donglan will naturally remember to repay this kindness as it deserves.

The good relationship between the two places is also the reason why I chose it as the first stop of my trip. In other countries that are full of hostility and unfamiliar with the place, I may not be able to do anything with this little time.

But an accident gave me a new purpose for this trip.

"Senior Amyra, what do you think of this land? Is it suitable for your plants to grow? Can you cultivate the new species of seedlings I want here?"

"That's so fast! I still need time to test and test. By the way, don't forget what you promised!"

"Won't forget it."

Well, I couldn't help but smile bitterly when I thought of that alliance-like agreement under the city. This started from the chance encounter half a month ago.

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"My Seven Deadly Sins are unparalleled in the world! They are much stronger than your weeds!"

"Weeds...weeds? Haha, you really dare to say that!"

The Archmage lowered her head and laughed wildly. Countless shadows spread behind her. There was a sense of crisis and the sweet and sour taste of venom in the wind. The bloody, man-eating monster was ready to move in the shadows.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

As if feeling the anger of the Creator, some kind of creature seemed to be crying softly. The huge vine limbs in the shadow were growing wildly, and the green leaves above it actually began to have sharp, saw-toothed mouths.

It was obvious that the saliva of the piranha was dripping in front of me, and the giant vine with its poisonous sting was almost entangled in me, but I remained unmoved, as if I didn't see it.

I know that although she is definitely the person who kills the most and has the least restraint of conscience among the people I know, as long as she takes action now, it is tantamount to admitting defeat.

Colleagues are enemies, and meetings between scholars, especially those with overlapping research fields and serious differences of opinion, often start with sarcasm, progress to yelling, and end with mutual agreement.

But if the scholar finally wins by murder and admits that he cannot defeat his opponent in the academic field and can only use this method to eliminate the opponent, I am afraid that it will be a complete defeat at the root.

Sure enough, Archmage Amyra, who had planned to kill me as soon as they met, finally calmed down her anger due to my sarcasm, took back those dangerous man-eating plants, and returned to literary fighting.

"Humph, the Seven Deadly Sins? You haven't gathered them all yet, right? Gluttony, anger, plus the arrogance that has just been unsealed. There are only three."

"I just recently committed greed and jealousy, and I'm only two short of them, but you have them? Have you completed all seven virtues again? Do you still only have 'temperance' and 'diligence' from more than a hundred years ago?"

"...I, I also acted 'humbly', just to deal with your arrogance!"

"Huh? Interesting? It's just nonsense. Take it out and have a look."

Hearing this, Amyra fell into silence, and based on my understanding of her, she disdains lying. If she can't tell it now, there are probably other reasons.

"If that damn Adam hadn't beaten my baby..."

Okay. After hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, and then I couldn't help wiping away cold sweat. I was glad that I had escaped the disaster, but then I became a little angry.

If the other party's new toy is in good condition, they will most likely take it out to show off to me. With my current ability, I will probably be killed instantly, but I have no intention of thanking Adam because I have already heard the subtext.

"Okay, you Adam Han, who am I to leak the news about me, so that this housewife who doesn't leave the house and doesn't hear what's going on outside the window will choose to go out. Besides, I understand what you are doing these days.

You have a weird expression on your face, are you deliberately not reminding me and just waiting for me to be unlucky and watch the joke?"

But at this time, it was not the time to think about other things. Taking advantage of the opponent's weakness, I took out my trump card.

"Remember Teacher Heloise, right? Now, she is my greedy one! Hey, dead cat, wake up! I'm waiting for your help!"

Ever since she ate the "Death Breath of the Black God", Heloise has been so sleepy and seems to be preparing to evolve again, but now, it is time for her to come to the rescue.

"Teacher Heloise? Isn't she a banshee?"

After I took out the dead cat, there was still no need to say anything else. The slime monster in the shape of a cat star was more convincing than anything else.

So, while Amyra was concentrating on studying sleeping cats, I finally had time to ask what happened and why this guy came to the door.

"Let me explain. Not long after we put up the sign that day, this lady said that she was an old acquaintance of yours and planned to give you a surprise and asked us to report to you. But the eldest brother said that he could feel that she was one of our kind.

But she is also your enemy, so she has been dragging her around. That lady always shuts herself in the room and does not go out, as if she is studying something. Over time, she seems to have forgotten to ask questions until you came to the door. "

When I heard this, I immediately didn't know what to say. Maybe they did have good intentions, but to be alive now is to say that they were lucky.

"You dare to stay in the headquarters of the perverted murderer who has spanned hundreds of years in the country of mages? She even dared to commit crimes in the Cloud Tower for the purpose of experimenting and finding inspiration. You...wait a minute, big brother? You

yes?"

He was a tall, muscular man, with statuesque muscles under his tight leather jacket. Wearing sun-blocking glasses, he gave expressionless and calm explanations, giving people an unusually reliable presence.

"Pierre Papin, the new middle child of our true love brothers and sisters, we all call him Runa Papa-san!"

Okay, I take back that "reliable" comment, it's still the best explanation for just being a new member of the true love brother and sister.

"Um...do you have a daughter?"

"Well, I love my daughter Runa deeply, more than I love myself, and more than anything else in the world. This is why everyone allows me to join the group."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This was nothing more than a transitional daughter-control, and it was still acceptable.

"Runa is a ship or a battleship,"

Well, Momo's words made me understand instantly. Sure enough, a gentleman's value will increase if left alone! It turns out that this person is a ship girl.

"Well, I have heard that sailors who live overseas will regard their ships as women. I can understand it, I really can understand it."

Although he said this, he silently took two steps back and stayed away from this group of gentlemen who were getting more and more outrageous.

"Haha, second brother Papan, I said you are worrying too much. How could His Highness not understand you? He himself is the king of gentlemen. You only have 0.4 tragic winds, while he is 10 tragic winds in Sulfur Mountain City!"

But Momo's explanation was unnecessary. At this time, Runai Papa-san had fallen into an inexplicable craze.

"It's not such a superficial fetish! Don't compare those vulgar things with Runa. Runa is the cutest girl in the world. Do other ships have such towering turrets? Do they have such smooth and beautiful decks? Do they have such graceful curves?

The side of the ship? Yes..."

Looking at this alternative "daughter control" who is in a state of fanaticism, I can't help but sigh. Sure enough, there can be no normal people in the League of Gentlemen! How can the true love brother and sister fall in love with a normal existence!

Well, no matter which new gentleman is still singing "Ah, that warm engine room, oh, that charming main pole", I cast my eyes over there, and Amyra was already squatting on the ground with a frustrated face.

, just whispering repeatedly in a low voice.

"Half-living and half-dead undead? How is that possible? This should involve the height of the Creator. Has he made progress again? Am I the one who has regressed?"

It does make me happy to see her like this, but if it drags on for a while longer, if she really gives up her last dignity, she might go berserk and demand technical information, and it is absolutely impossible to beat her now, so,

I raised my own bait.

"Senior Amyra, as long as you do two things for me, I will let you go to the next level!"


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