I, the invincible strong man, was deceived by the system for 100 years

City of grace.

Beside the city wall under construction, you can see a group of nobles in dirty and gorgeous clothes, working hard to move bricks.

The city wall of the City of Divine Grace is [-] meters high, and the stones used to build the city wall are calculated as more than ten tons.
These nobles, with their sleeves rolled up and their faces blushing, all carried big stones and walked with difficulty.

"Who said that we could eat in one day? This is already the fifth day!"

"I'm wheezing—the soldiers I sent to Nystad to get food didn't come back. I suspect that something happened to them."

"Brothers, work harder, we will be able to eat soon!"

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The nobles gritted their teeth, sweated profusely, and talked in low voices.

"You useless humans are such a waste of food!"

Suddenly, a Cyclops carrying a big stone in each hand and a long stone brick tied to his back walked past the nobles.

His muffled words made the nobles blush.

"You are big. If I had your size, I would definitely move more than you!"

A nobleman blushed and cursed at the Cyclops in disbelief.

"Useless humans, hehe."

At this moment, a berserker who was only slightly stronger than them walked past them carrying a big stone alone.

The muscles on the faces of the nobles twitched, and their heads were covered with cold sweat.

"Tch! So much taller than us, so much stronger, what's there to be arrogant about?!"

The nobles gritted their teeth and looked hideous.

"Eat the food of the City of Divine Favor, human beings who don't work hard are useless!"

All of a sudden, a dozen dwarves and goblins were carrying a large stone and trotting past them on short legs.

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The nobles looked at the dwarves and goblins who were less than 1.4 meters tall, and then looked at the 1.7 people who were all over 30 meters tall, and began to doubt life.

Lynch stood on the viewing platform at the top of the castle.

Here, you can see the whole picture of the whole King Clay City.

He was very pleased to see the hard-working citizens below, as well as the nobles who 'consciously' joined the construction work of the City of Divine Grace.

After his blackening, it seemed that everything was on the right track.

Those subordinates no longer mentioned any war in front of themselves, and they can handle everything by themselves.

This also made Lynch a little relaxed.

"Hey, today's weather is very sunny. Wait a minute, the army gathered in Nystad is estimated to be coming to the Land of God's Grace, and the war is about to begin."

Lynch grinned and waved behind him: "Come here, silly. As the king of a country, you can't be so shy. Grandpa will teach you some principles of life."

Dasha was the name Lynch gave the little king during the five days they spent together.

Looking at the shivering behind him, he had already lost a lot of weight, but his face was still a little fat and stupid, Lynch was quite emotional.

During these five days, Lynch and Dasha got along very happily.And the kid Dasha is extremely smart, and he quickly accepted some things that Lynch taught, such as 'ghost stories' and 'punishment', which were not suitable for children.

Look, Dasha's dark circles are the result of reviewing in his mind after studying.

Lynch was very pleased with Dasha's serious attitude of "studying".

"No! You villain! Don't give me a nickname like 'Dasha'! You weirdo should be crucified, you are a devil, I will kill you!"

Dasha roared sadly, with a grim face.

There is a magic circle under his feet, which freezes his figure.

Lynch is a very responsible mentor. After Dasha was handed over to him, Lynch often paid attention to Dasha.

Children are very active, usually, Lynch uses the immobilization magic to hold Dasha in place, so that Dasha can think about life.After all, Dasha is already four years old. As a mature child, he should experience a different life.

Lynch is best at taking care of children.

"Well, it's very good. Grandpa and I are going to be crucified again, right? It's not good for a child to be so hostile." Lynch sighed, his eyes filled with love, and he walked slowly towards Dasha.

Immediately afterwards, Lynch held Dasha's collar in the air with one hand.

"Dasha, as your godfather, you should listen to me in everything. I'm an old man, why should I call me grandpa?" Lynch murmured, and grabbed Dasha with the other hand. He lifted Dasha upside down by his calf.

"Ah—let go of me, woo—let go of me, weirdo!"

Dasha looked terrified.

In the past five days, he was almost scared to death.

Lynch didn't respect him like other courtiers at all. Instead, he used all kinds of words to threaten him every day, and there was even a terrible punishment that didn't hurt the body!

The nightmare begins and continues
"Children must be good, otherwise they will be unlikable." Lynch squinted and smiled.

As a responsible godfather, Lynch felt that it was necessary to strengthen Dasha's physique.

Otherwise, if Dasha suffers from fatty liver and other problems due to obesity, how will Lynch deal with himself?

Dasha was held upside down by Lynch like a chicken, and was still struggling.

Lynch chuckled, lifted Dasha, and threw it into a room in the castle.

Inside, there is nothing but pen and ink and a table.

With a wave of Lynch's hand, a magic barrier appeared, and no one could enter or exit except Lynch.

"Let me out." Dasha yelled in horror.

He was terrified of this room!
"Write 'Mr. Nicholas is my uncle' a thousand times. This is your task today. You can eat after you finish writing."

Lynch smiled gently: "If I were you, I would write immediately, because once I stop, I may see something terrible."

Hearing this, the crying Dasha turned pale, and quickly sat on the table, picked up a pen and paper, and began to write according to what Lynch said.

When he scolded Lynch last time, he had already tried the consequences of not wanting to write. If so, there would be that kind of terrifying ghost in the room!
"Woooo. I'm only so young, why do you have to bear so much?" Dasha was sobbing in the room, always feeling that his life was bleak.

"You are no longer a three-year-old child, it's time to learn to struggle hard on the road of growth." Lynch heard Dasha's words outside the door, and comforted: "As your life mentor, I am very responsible. Let me tell you, it’s okay for you to be unhappy today, but you won’t be happy tomorrow anyway.”

After speaking, Lynch silently walked towards the top of the castle.

As a qualified city owner, in addition to taking care of children every day, you should also enjoy life.

Today the army is coming to assemble, he has nothing to do, it's time for him to move around.

Looking forward to the currency, not earning nothing.
As for fighting?

Lynch felt that it was meaningless to say something like Borg said every day to help him rule the world, how tiring was that?

Be a good city lord and study how to get someone to cook a bowl of pork knuckle rice for yourself, isn't it delicious?