Lan Alliance, when this new force rises, some things must be decided in advance.
If the overall strategic plan, or rather the general division of regional functions and positions, cannot be determined quickly, disputes may continue in the future.
The first thing to choose is the location of the headquarters, or should I say, the location of the capital.
There are several candidate places, Diefende and Antoun are both very good candidates.
The former is the holy land of the God of Law, the Sleepless One, and the Innocence Capital. It is also very suitable for displaying the characteristics of the God of Law. It can also serve as the new capital. At least if it is used as the capital, I no longer have to worry about popularity.
And the problem of defending the city.
"Try visiting the Holy Land of the God of Law. The number of legal professionals that have increased several times is waiting for you. If things go wrong, the Sleepless One will personally come down to earth to deal with you."
A capital city that cannot fall again, Diefende, is indeed very attractive, especially for me personally. I also hope that Diefende can be quickly rebuilt with the resources of the entire Lan Alliance and recreate the prosperity of the Northland Royal City back then.
The human world, but obviously, it is not the best choice.
The latter, Antun, is the largest city in the entire Northland, with well-developed commerce and industry. Moreover, due to someone's surrender, the city was relatively intact during the war. As long as some resources and funds are invested,
, can make it prosperous again.
When the political status is improved, as a long-standing commercial capital, the mature trade routes will play a great role. Coupled with the tax-free circulation within the Lanmen League, a commercial metropolis is just around the corner.
Obviously there are many advantages between the two, but in the end, I still had no choice but to give up the capitals of the two countries as my headquarters and chose Red Maple City instead.
Well. It is this city that has become a ruined city with broken bricks and tiles. It was originally just a second-tier city in the Kingdom of Slowell. The most famous landmark is the past war history museum. After this battle, I am afraid that there are still some buildings in the museum.
A series of collections have been added.
After more than two months of war. There were also brutal street fighting, and in the end, it even reached the point of God descending. To say that this place is a ruin is a compliment. If this was the capital, there would be no difference in building the city peacefully, but in the end. I
But still chose him.
The reason? It’s only suitable here.
Although the Lan Alliance must be centered on the Lan tribe, it will eventually move toward a multi-racial, multi-national alliance under the non-war alliance. If you choose Antuun or Difende, you will also choose Donglan or Siluwell.
In the capital, this political tendency is too obvious.
The result of this is that there will definitely be a lot of fear in other joining countries in the future. It is also not conducive to the equal coexistence between the Lan people and other races. Therefore, I can only give up these two seemingly good options.
In terms of politics, choosing this main battlefield where various races and countries in the North unite to fight against the invaders as the future capital of the Lan Alliance will at least give the soldiers participating in the war an innate sense of closeness.
Perhaps, it can also give the participating countries the impression that the Alliance is relatively independent of other countries, so that it will not cause too much backlash. If I can do this, it will be my greatest victory.
Of course, since it is centered on the two countries of the Lan tribe, the Sluwell Kingdom and the Donglan Principality, complete independence is impossible no matter how you think about it, but at least it can be acceptable in terms of face.
Even if Red Maple City is set as the capital, Antuen and Diefende cannot give up. Although Diefende, which is unlikely to fall, is relatively remote and barren, it can definitely become a logistics hinterland, military center, and technology center, and that
The special identity of the Sinless City will not only make it the headquarters of the Church of the Law. It can also create a model for multi-racial coexistence like the Brimstone Mountain City in the past to attract more believers of the Law.
As for Antuen in Sluvel, it is enough to continue to function as a commercial center. Of course, I have a series of plans, which I will not go into here.
I can predict that judging from the current development trend, Diefende in the south, Red Maple City in the center, and Antun in the north will become the three famous cities on the lifeline of the Lan Alliance. I have even begun to consider planning three cities.
There are regular airship routes between cities. At least, they will first become the dream home of the Lan tribe. The country of Lan that has been destroyed has begun to revive again.
Of course, ideals are beautiful, but reality is often cruel. My planning calculations have been done ten years later, but the Red Maple City in front of me is still in ruins.
Today, when the city is still immersed in the joy of victory in the war, outside a three-story foreign-style building in Red Maple City, there are three posts, one post and five posts, and the security is extremely tight.
This was once a residence allocated by Red Maple City to the Donglan people, but later, it was handed over to Olivia, Dimiret, Amyra and other technical personnel as a logistics and research base.
Due to the intermittent explosions and screams, as well as occasional fires and mushroom clouds, even in the relatively peaceful post-war years, this place became a place of plague in the minds of most citizens. It has never been
People dare to get close.
There is a reason why this place is heavily guarded at this time. There is a very important operation here, and the people involved are very important, and there is no room for any mistakes.
But since the surgeon was Amyra, the experiment was correct.
The huge room was empty, without a trace of sound.
There were no extra people in the empty room. Even though the operation was extremely difficult, Amyra obviously trusted the vine assistant she had cultivated more than the rookie assistant who was prone to making mistakes.
It was a typical witch's room, with cursed dolls, scarecrows, live lizards in glass bottles, pictures that were strangely reminiscent of vicious curses, and of course, a huge potion pot that was simply the beauty of a witch.
The weird magic patterns were painted on the dark cauldron, and the rich black liquid in it gave off a stench that made people feel sick.
In fact, the floating things are even more disgusting. Dead cats, dark green herbs, strange gems, and screaming living plants, I'm afraid no one would want to take a sip.
At this time, Amyra, who was sharpening her knife, did not use her customary tool. Instead, she used a fine gold saw to cut an unknown green object.
"Ha, finally done."
Putting down the electric drill and saw, Amyra breathed a sigh of relief. The bloody piece of light green meat was finally cut off. Then, she threw the meat piece still flowing with green plasma into the cauldron. In an instant, green mist appeared.
It gushed out. The bonsai next to the pot withered instantly.
"Hey, that's not right. This is clearly a poison! Hey, Amyra, what are you going to do? Don't you want to have an operation? What are you doing with the poison?"
As a person involved in this operation, my intestines turned green, but after being injected with a large amount of anesthetic drugs and given a paralysis technique that was enough to paralyze a winter wolf, I lost all feeling from the neck down.
Therefore, even though I saw that something was wrong with Amyra, I was lying on the bed unable to move. I could only scream with regret.
"Sure enough, we should also look for Margaret. Damn it, where did they sneak away again? Hey, Amyra, how could these things be related to the surgery I requested? You don't plan to take the opportunity to take revenge!"
Looking at the witch who was stirring the cauldron with a saw and giggling, I felt more and more suspicious. After all, I had accidentally offended Emira and Lilith recently.
Although after the incident, I apologized sincerely as soon as possible, and used a three-hundred-page paper to prove that what the perverted prince did had no legal connection with me, but sometimes women are angry
If you get ahead of yourself and go straight to the result, it would be strange to be able to be reasonable.
But I was doing pretty well, at least I could still move my head after local anesthesia (deprivation of consciousness), but the other person involved in the surgery was lying next to me, and it was difficult to even raise his head.
Green (Galina) was tied tightly with chains, her fearless eyes were full of fear, and her tight little mouth made a whining sound. Although she couldn't help but struggle. But I know
, She absolutely cannot open it. , Why do I know? That’s because I tied it...
Well, at that time, I just wanted to prevent her from running away, so I deliberately used special binding techniques and particularly strong ropes. Who knew that I would feel the same way now. In other words, it is obviously the most flattering binding method, but it is as flat as ever.
.
"Woo!"
It seemed that she noticed that I had a regretful look in my eyes. The girl's face was full of anger, but then she kept blinking at me. From the way she looked down, she seemed to be guiding me to look at something, but it was just a glance.
I was immediately shocked.
"You want me to look down from the waist? Huh? Why are you lifting up your skirt? The red lead... you actually put explosives in your skirt. You are not afraid of blowing yourself up."
As expected of a born explosive maniac, under that lace dress, there were actually yellow bombs tied to her snow-white thighs. Under the entire skirt, there was a dangerous arsenal.
As the queen of a country, Green is outrageous enough. She still devotes most of her energy to her hobby-making new bombs.
But obviously, the maids and assistants in the palace could not let Her Majesty the Queen play with explosives all day long. She was insecure and would not listen to advice, so they simply hid the bomb in a very obvious place, so naturally no one dared to touch it.
"You want me to pull the bomb? Blow up the rope?"
Green kept nodding. She was struggling to lift the hem of her skirt, and her eyes were fixed on the shortest one among the explosives, which was the ultra-low-power gunpowder that could be used now.
"Three mandrakes, two cursed spirit ghosts, and these precious mushrooms, hehe, they should be very delicious."
After looking at the witch who was mumbling something and happily stirring a large pot of soup, I gritted my teeth. It was obvious that the colorful mushrooms were super poisonous. Judging from this nonsense, Amyra was obviously unconscious.
"This guy is so crazy that it's completely unreasonable... I'm going to fight."
So, I could only hold my chin up and slowly squirm my head into Green's skirt. How could this be so perverted? Well, to put it another way, I was trying to move my mouth to a certain position on the little girl's thigh.
Shen...well, I've changed my attitude, so I might as well not say anything.
When the white thighs appeared in front of me, I felt dizzy for a while. I felt that a new black history had appeared, and at this point, it was not the time to hesitate.
If someone discovers my head under my skirt at this time, and if word spreads that my attempt to increase my thighs is spread, my reputation will be completely ruined.
"Roland! What are you doing!"
Hearing this, I was immediately stunned. Isn't this Eliza's voice? Then I stuck my head out. What came to me was indeed the angry demon girlfriend.
"I'm also because something happened to you. I've always wondered why you suddenly took in an adopted daughter. It turns out you were planning to play ghost. Father!"
"Boom!"
Well, it wasn't someone else who beat me this time. Now that Eliza is here, at least her life has been saved. But her current appearance is so shameful that I don't know how to explain it, so I just knocked her unconscious.
And when I woke up from my deep sleep, I heard the conversation between Eliza and Amyra.
"...You said I'm making a magic potion? Haha, look. This is my own magic potion cooking. Look, isn't it very convenient? There are no messy steps, just add the ingredients and cook it.
It’s ready to eat. This operation will take at least ten hours, and there’s no way to stop it in the middle. I need to prepare dinner and supper first.”
"What's that green thing? It looks disgusting."
"Green dragon meat, although the meat is a bit hard, it's still delicious."
"……Is it tasty?"
"It's super delicious! As long as you cook it, the delicious food will overflow. How about you take a bite?"
"Detect poison!"
The light of the magic that detects poisons mercilessly flashes, and as expected, there is an inky black brilliance that represents the poison.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I forgot that you probably can't take poison. For me, food is just a habitual enjoyment. The more poisonous the material, the more delicious it is. Haha, I can survive now through photosynthesis.
, the toxins cannot enter my circulation at all, this soup is nourishing and moisturizing, but I forgot for a moment that you are still a fragile creature, and I almost poisoned you, I'm so sorry."
She said she was sorry, but judging from the matter-of-fact look on Amyla's face, this apology was really insincere, but then, Eliza took the dark soup in one breath and took a sip not to be outdone.
Drink up.
"Well, it tastes really bad. With this kind of craftsmanship, I almost know the reason why you haven't been able to get married."
"It tastes bad? How dare you insult my craftsmanship! Humph, it's obviously nutritious and delicious, but there must be something wrong with your taste."
"How about we find a third party to evaluate it and see how it tastes, like that bastard lolicon who just put his head under the little girl's skirt, or that pervert who was still pretending to be asleep and eavesdropping even though he was awake.
, such as that bastard pervert who just adopted his adopted daughter and turned into a ghost father in private. "Wolf"
If eyes could kill, I would have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Judging from the eagerness on Amyra's face, the possibility of being fed this "beautiful and moisturizing soup" is not small. I am not as afraid of poison as these two.
Even though he is very capable, most of the time he won't die in the end, but no one can endure gastric lavage.
"Crack!"
So, without any hesitation, I slammed it down hard. This time I hit it hard without any mercy. At least until the operation was completed, I had absolutely no intention of waking up.
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"How about you become my adopted daughter from now on?"
How could I, who was used to making plans and acting later, say such casual words? In fact, there were some reasons for accepting Green as my adopted daughter.
"Greina and Renee must not be allowed to become the carriers of Cavins again. The leakage of information from them must be stopped immediately."
Although Cavins helped us this time, it was mainly because he wanted to punish Rose for crossing the line. I really have no idea which side he will take next time.
The two descendants of Lan are obviously extremely important. If they are dragged into the Demonic Abyss, it will inevitably cause irreparable losses. It is obviously a top priority to solve the problem of demon descendants in them as soon as possible. Otherwise, my information will continue to be leaked. What will I do?
Whether the plan can succeed or not probably depends on Cavins' mood.
"The great devil regards his direct bloodline as his own private property. In a sense, he is right. The call of that bloodline is simply irresistible. The huge gap between Cavins and Renee makes it even more difficult.
Any means of resistance are in vain. However, it is not completely impossible."
There are many demons in this world, and the mages have matured their research on them. There is really a clever way to release the ancestor demons from controlling their descendants.
"For demons, the 'reins' are tied to the soul and cannot be canceled unless they die. And if they really die, most of the souls will be dragged to hell by the reins. However, we can change a holding
The person holding the reins. As long as the power comes from the same source, you can find ways to cover it."
"For example, if a descendant of the Balrog is a descendant of the Demon Lord, he can input the blood of the Demon Lord and use blood exchange to turn him into a double demon descendant. Then, the stronger Demon Lord bloodline can naturally suppress the Balrog bloodline, which is equivalent to lifting the
The Balrog controls him. And then as long as we kill that demon lord, we will have no worries at all."
I have to say that this is a quite genius idea, which perfectly uses the demonizing ability of demon blood and the predatory power of demon blood. But here, we encountered a little trouble.
"I can't find a demon with a higher rank than Cavins. He is the Prince of the Abyss. Theoretically, only the Chaos Abyss itself has a rank higher than him. Even if I find some demons who are stronger than him, I'm afraid they won't be able to rise.
It works. What’s more, we can’t deal with demons that are stronger than him.”
But in a sense, we still found a solution that is not a solution.
"Since we can't force the main trunk to turn, let's try to see if we can direct it to the tributaries."
The soul fluctuations of Cavins and I are very similar. If I transform into a demon, my demon blood should be similar to his. In fact, just looking at the quality level, my original sin demon state will not be lower than that of the Prince of the Abyss.
After the fusion of the demonic blood from the same source, the reins can even mistake me as its master. Once locked, I will naturally not let go, and then change my bloodline. Perhaps, I can cut off the relationship with Cavins.
contact.
It sounds very complicated, and there are many theoretical problems, but it is very simple to do. As long as I activate the incarnation of the original sin demon, transform into a demon on the chaos side, and then perform a blood transfusion, if everything goes well, through a specific magic ritual,
This would allow Galina to change from a descendant of Cavans to a descendant of Roland.
Of course, since the two are twins, there is actually no difference at all from a genetic level.
In a sense, when my blood flows in her veins, she has indeed become a blood relative.
This is also the fundamental reason why I proposed to let Galina become my adopted daughter in order to put aside my messy worries.
At this time, I couldn't help but smile when I saw Galina sleeping beside her.
"Inexplicably, I have a descendant. Is this what it feels like to have a family... Wait, this plot is wrong, isn't it? Why am I so happy? I am obviously still a bachelor, but I inexplicably have a daughter who is related by blood.
There are also a bunch of naughty kids.”
"Crack."
Suddenly, a bottle fell down and was placed next to my ear. The black viscous juice in it was so familiar, wasn't it the "beauty soup" from before?
"Someone else, Amy La, has worked so hard to prepare it. Please don't waste it. Drink it while it's hot."
"Pa..."
The "pop" was gone long ago, and this time it was stopped before it had time to hit it. It seemed that it would be difficult to succeed in repeating the same trick for the third time.
The cook Amyra's face was darkened by the smoke, but she was still smiling and seemed very proud.
"Well, don't be anxious, drink slowly, there is still a lot in the pot. Well, does it taste good? This rich soup with the flavor of dragon and tiger is specially prepared for you."
Countless bubbles appeared on the cauldron, and the twisted skull suddenly attached to the water, coupled with the dark drink in front of him, made people sick to the extreme.
"Master, the gastric lavage equipment has been prepared, so there is no need for Lady Amyra to wait for a long time. Don't worry, after you die, I will go to the Styx to ask for your opinion."
"...Has it been assumed that I will die? That's unfortunate!"
