Raven's eyes moved. In his memory, this world was the first copy world created by the great god, and the demise of the Elf Empire was also a history fabricated by him.
But when he came into this world, he just thought about it for a moment and decided on his name.
The God of Thunder plus the Lord of Order and Civilization, the simplified result is Raven.
Although the history of this world was designed by him, he still has an inexplicable sense of freshness when talking about it.
For example, where did the humans in this world come from?
In the age of elves, some people came over from Earth, but they were all thrown back later.
Among the myths and legends of this world.
The huge elven empire that dominated the material world and the astral world was besieged by more than one pantheon of gods, including heaven and hell, heaven and abyss, as well as some gods from other material worlds.
In that battle, the gods fell and dusk fell.
It was the demigod hero who was a hybrid of man and god who killed the Elf God King with the forbidden god-killing spear, ending the era of huge and terrifying Elf rule.
"Legend has it that the demigod hero was born in the material world of Solotuo, and his mother..."
Raven calmed down and steadily told them about ancient myths and the ancient past.
For the Elf Empire, which had only disappeared for a few hundred years, this was a long time.
Now, only some corners of the world still exist from the Elf Age.
For example, the Ancient Tree of Life, the Thunder Titan living on the top of the Titan Mountains, and the Sea Dragon Queen swimming in the ocean.
There are still many secrets hidden in this world, but Raven doesn't want to reveal them at this time, which makes no sense.
The melody of myths and legends passed through the dim shacks and out into the wilderness, gradually receding in the withering yellow wheat fields, and then disappeared.
The autumn harvest is coming soon.
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This period of time is the happiest and most fruitful period for the common people here, and it is also the period of time when they gain the most.
After several months of busy work, they dug an artificial river channel and filled an artificial lake.
After working hard for several months, they developed a wheat field that could feed hundreds of people for a winter.
After working hard for several months, they gained not only food, but also a heart with a soul.
On this day, all the knights arrived here, together with some civilians in the territory. They watched the harvest here and looked at the golden wheat field here.
Shocked, no other words could express their excitement except shock.
Why is there no grass in the wheat field?
Why are the wheat so neat?
Why does the wheat grow so full?
The civilians were excited, and even the knights were excited.
Such good wheat means that they don't have to drink glutinous rice every day and can make some bread to eat.
They had not smelled the smell of bread for a long time.
In less than a year, Raven delivered an answer that satisfied everyone.
They shouted "Lord Lord" with such fervor that they pushed the Lord's majesty to its highest peak.
Harvesting wheat, then drying and threshing the wheat, the method taught by Knight Raven is very useful. The open space specially built is filled with wheat, giving the appearance of a golden harvest.
It was on this day that a motorcade came from afar, and the Viscount's family arrived.
"my dear……"
The Viscount hugged his wife and looked at the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes with distress, feeling pain and joy mixed in his heart.
He looked at his eldest son, who was almost an adult, with disheveled blond hair and a very tall figure. He looked at his father, and all his mental preparations for the journey were in vain.
"Father……"
"Come on, let me take you to see something."
The Viscount wiped the corners of his eyes, took his wife and his son, whom he had not seen for three years, and ordered the housekeeper to take care of the remaining matters, then hurried towards the new territory on horseback.
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What caught the eyes of the viscount, viscountess, and eldest son was a vast golden farm with a wide road, a winding river, and a shallow lake.
"In the future, this will be our new territory, the starting place of our Lei Feilong family."
After a long time, the Viscount finally said the name of their family, Lei Feilong, which is the strength of their family and the totem of Tan's family.
In the past, they recruited and signed contracts with thunder-type flying dragons. They used the thunder flying dragon as a totem and as a partner. They also produced more than one powerful legendary flying dragon knight, which became very popular in the earldom.
It's a pity that everything is gone now.
A group of three people looked at this misty place. This was the place where they took off.
"Father, who is that?" The eldest son looked at the man who worked with the common people. That kind of mental outlook was far beyond what a common person could possess.
"That's the knight I recruited. His name is Raven, and he is my most capable assistant." The Viscount smiled, but he did not add a word after the assistant.
"Knight? Did his mentor teach him to put down his weapons and do the humble work of a pariah?" The eldest son's words were so sharp that the smile on the viscount's face faded and then sank.
He looked at his son, who was a head taller than him, and said seriously, "It seems that I have failed to teach you these years."
The look on his face gradually turned cold. For a noble, the eldest son is very important, important enough to take over everything from him in the future.
It is so important that all the training is to make him better, so that he can take the territory to the top.
"I'm asking you now." The Viscount grabbed the lady's outstretched hand and looked at him with sharp eyes, "Who are you?"
The eldest son with disheveled blond hair was startled, then asked, "Who am I?"
"I am your son, a noble, a knight, and the future lord of the territory."
The Viscount shook his head in disappointment.
"No, you are not. I am the noble, and you are not yet." The Viscount glared at him and looked at him with the sternest eyes. "Before you succeeded, I was the lord here."
"And you, except what I bring to you, you are nothing."
The Viscountess kept stroking the Viscount's back, with a pleading look between the two, hoping that they would not quarrel.
"And when I don't wear the clothes of aristocrats, I am nothing."
"Without these untouchables you call me, I have nothing."
"I inherited my father's legacy without any effort, but I have it, and you don't."
"Then, what qualifications do you have to look down on these people you call untouchables."
The Viscount looked at his son, watching his expression change from awe-inspiring, to confused, to disappointed.
How he wanted to find some expressions of regret and acknowledgment of his mistakes, but unfortunately, he didn't.