In the end, Campbell conferred the title of High Priest on Heath, with power equivalent to that of a palace viscount, mainly an earl, a duke or even a king-level noble, a deputy position of a great lord, similar to Blue Star, which is somewhat similar to a deputy mayor, senior official, etc., mainly
Let’s see how far Campbell will go in the future.
In this land dominated by hereditary bloodline rules, the power that can be obtained by a completely free body without knighthood or marriage is basically the limit. If it were placed on an ordinary person, it would be as easy as one step to reach the sky.
It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as a myth.
No territory?
Who cares about that stuff!
Territory is not just a piece of land, it also means responsibility, which requires governance, development, and management. He comes to this land just as a passer-by, and he is not carrying all these things on his back when he is full and asking for trouble.
Otherwise, Campbell originally planned for him to marry Bamke's wife and lead a happy life, uh... a beautiful mature woman in her thirties with a young girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.
this...
It's really not Heath's blind hooking. According to the customs and culture of this land, once this is agreed, it will be 100% the rhythm of mother and daughter from now on...
Although the impact of this period of time had a great impact on Heath's outlook on life, he felt that his broken outlook on life could still be salvaged, and he would not be a good person until it was broken.
Make livestock...
but...
In fact, if you think about it carefully, Campbell's proposal is really tempting. Imagine that in the future, when you are doing that, you will call daddy while doing that, and at the same time, there will be a beautiful mature woman helping to adjust the position and push the back...hiss.
..Campbell, come back, I want to re-elect, I will no longer be a human being...
Cough! It’s crooked, pull it back!
Although he has no territory, Campbell still announced that he would build a high tower in Gray Castle for Hiss to live in. In addition, he also divided the farm for the four Bells, and posthumously named them wizard knights to swear an oath to Hiss.
You must know that although the four Bells had been following Heath before, that was actually just their voluntary following and had no legal effect. They were free to leave at any time.
Now with Campbell's actions, especially after taking the oath, they and Hiss have formed a true monarch-minister relationship. Their territory, honor, armor, gold coins and even lives will belong to Hiss.
As long as the rules of the nobles are still running and they still want to live on this land, then they must always be loyal to him, just like what the oath says:
From today on, until death, we will rest!
...
After all, Heath doesn't care about women, titles, territories, or power. But what he really cares about, what he wants to get, is not on this land, let alone the people here.
What can be given to him...
The southern coastline, the brilliance of the sea of trees, and the tower of conquest.
In the office, Halke, the wise man of the Glory of the Sea of Trees, and Garp, the spiritual witch, stared straight ahead, and the corners of their mouths kept twitching as if they had discovered something speechless.
In the mid-air in front of him, there was a flying letter, and a big mouth that appeared from the cover of the letter was opening and closing, and a male voice that was somewhat proud and boastful and had a strong tone of asking for credit was flowing out of the big mouth.
"...The above is the recent situation, oh! I am not showing off my merits by saying so much, even if I cured the plague and preached the gospel of magic to the common people, even if I participated in the war and let the nobles know about magic
Powerful, even if I was promoted to a senior apprentice at the age of 15... Even if I... Even if I have done so much, I am not showing off my achievements, it is all just for the glory of the sea of trees and the treatment of the plague
, join the war...all just to make magic great again!"
The letter ended here. It lost its magic and soon turned into a piece of ordinary letter paper and fell to the desk.
Halke twitched the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly: "Where did this weird thing come from?"
I've seen shameless people, but it's rare to see such a shameless person who can still say something fresh and refined. He talks about nearly ten thousand words of nonsense all the time, reminding himself of his "great achievements" and putting gold on his face, but in the end he still doesn't
Why can you shamelessly say that you are indifferent to fame and fortune just to make magic great again?
Garp licked his paw, and this time it was a white cat that was possessed by it.
He said: "Kars sent it, did you forget? You asked me to ask about it at that time."
Halke said: "Is this the case?"
Garp rolled his eyes: "What do you think?"
After a pause, it continued: "But this kid is really... making magic great again... Does he think that bragging a few words will make us forget how he pretended to be crazy and stupid before?"
I hinted at him hundreds of times and almost told him to go to the battlefield with his ears pulled, if it weren't for the fact that there was no other choice...
Halke leaned back in his chair: "Forget it, at least this apprentice has done something valuable, so that our work in Brittany can be easier. These vested interests... are
Lack of lessons!”
Speaking of the last few words, the wise man in the wizarding world almost gritted his teeth.
The operation to regain Brittany was far more difficult than expected. The wizards sent to Brittany encountered varying degrees of resistance. The nobles were willing to accept the benefits and resources provided by the wizards, but they were discussing the establishment of a treaty.
In terms of order and other serious matters, he pushed back and forth, pretending to be crazy and acting foolishly, and acted like a prostitute who only took advantage but did not pay for it.
If it hadn't been for the outbreak of the plague, they might not have thought of erecting a wizard tower until now. Even so, when it comes to core issues such as Brittany's future development and governance, these nobles are still trying every means to resist.
Karp said: "Normally, it is tens of millions of times more difficult to touch interests than to touch souls. It is not easy for you to take away a cow from an old farmer on the street, not to mention that this is their power for generations."
Halke sighed and said: "Sometimes I really feel that the barbaric era in the past was not completely useless. At least in the face of this situation, just kill them if they disobey. There is no need for such trouble as now."
Karp said: "Let's forget about it. In an era where you can be eaten at any time, only lunatics and lunatics will miss it."
Halker did not pursue this topic further.
He picked up the letter on the table and looked at it, and then picked up the photo crystal that was sent with him and looked at it. It recorded some combat scenes of Hiss on the battlefield, including the scene when Bamke was killed.
.
After thinking to himself, Shaoqing, he put down the crystal and said, "Let's do this. Send this letter and the crystal to Darren."
Darren Baker, editor-in-chief of the Magic Daily of Glory in the Sea of Trees.
Garp was stunned: "Give these things to the King of Hype? What do you want to do?"
Halke said: "Since this apprentice likes to be in the limelight so much, let's give him a chance. Although he is a bit boastful, he must admit that what he has done is not easy and is worthy of publicity."
Garp was silent for a moment and said: "I think you are promoting force, right?"
Halke was noncommittal: "As time goes by, many people have forgotten the original mission of magic and how we wizards stood at the top of the pyramid. This is a very bad phenomenon, and some changes should be made.
, there is not enough quality, even if we get enough apprentices, we will still be completely defeated in the competition with the north."
Garp hesitated: "Shouldn't we do this secretly? With such a big fanfare, if the news spreads to the alliance..."
Halke said: "Even if we don't say a word, we still can't hide it. When we are accountable, we can just use the convention to argue with them. Anyway, this is the apprentice's choice due to helplessness. We did not interfere in it, and it is completely in compliance with the regulations."
"Instead of looking forward and being timid, we should give it a go and maximize the benefits, and maximize the value of this apprentice before we can't withstand the pressure."
Garp nodded: "Okay, I will send it there for you."
After a pause, it raised its paws and pulled a crystal over. A pair of sapphire-like cat eyes looked at the picture in the crystal with interest, and its eyes were full of weirdness: "Is this a god-making movement? What a lucky boy.
.”
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The next day, a new issue of the weekly magazine published locally by Glory of the Sea of Trees and subscribed to by almost all its wizards was released.
The title of this weekly issue is:
"Shocked! A 15-year-old civilian senior apprentice! The new generation of war god in the wizarding world! The first 15-year-old apprentice in the history of the Fourth Age to fight in the Forgotten Land and achieve brilliant results! The unlucky wizard who was forced to defend himself penetrated the world.