Throne of the North

"We have always believed that the Wild Spirit is not dead, it is just sleeping, living in our Swadifar as a wild horse."

"We have always been paying attention to this horse king. If the will of the Wild Spirit is still there, it can only be it."

"But..."

As the leader of the tribe, Etria managed the tribe in an orderly manner. She looked at Ryan.

"Inside Tyr's Front, the will of the Wild Spirit seems to tell us that He has disappeared."

When he said this, Etria was also a little frustrated and sad. Ryan received the divine blessing, and the two brothers and sisters who had already been blessed also felt some information from it.

The last favor that the Wild Spirit gave to the humans in the world of Swadifar was to transform his last power into two blessings and fall on the heads of the brothers and sisters, hoping that they could inherit the will of wind and freedom and not be troubled by this world that fell into death.

He is free, and His people should also be free.

But for the other people in the tribe, they didn't know so many truths and details. They just saw that the horse king they had hoped for for a long time was so close to Ryan.

With the blessing of divinity in hand and the wild horse surrendering to Ryan, Ryan no longer felt any hostility in the tribe. Naturally, his army also entered the tribe smoothly.

"Will you rule our tribe?"

Etria was very smart. She could see that Ryan's intention was definitely not as kind as it seemed. What's more, the other party also controlled the portal to another world.

"I won't declare rule over you for the time being. This place still belongs to you, but I hope that you can become my people."

Become Ryan's people, but not be ruled by Ryan?

Etria was also confused by Ryan's statement. What does this mean?

If possible, Ryan certainly wants to plant his flag on this land, but he doesn't have so many resources.

Whether it was the houses in the frozen land or other places, he could not accept these people again in a short time, and the most important thing was that he needed someone to cultivate and manage the wilderness in this land that was not submerged by the snow and winter.

He would even arrange some people from the frozen land to help this tribe of only more than a thousand people.

In the conversation with Etria, Ryan knew that in this wilderness, the precious resources were not just horses, but also musk oxen and sheep, which were the source of food for this tribe. In addition, there were more than a dozen kinds of fruits that were widely planted by them. The previous change in the direction of the horses was also to ensure that the orchard would not be trampled.

Those berries and fruits were even made into wine.

The existence of these things made Ryan give up declaring ownership of the tribe at the first time. He needed to become the lord of this tribe in a gentle and moderate way.

This was not difficult to do, because the simplest thing was that Ryan had the blessing of divinity. He was now the incarnation of the spirit of the wilderness and the only faith in this world.

If there is no faith... it's even simpler. Ryan can bring resources that this world doesn't have, especially iron ore, which is very precious to this tribe where everyone can be a blacksmith.

Even simpler, Ryan now has their only extraordinary path. They wanted to become extraordinary in the past, but they had no chance, but now this opportunity is in Ryan's hands.

This is why when Ryan said that he would not declare his rule over this tribe and ask the people of this tribe to become his own people, although Atria didn't understand, she had no reason to refuse.

She knew very well that when what Ryan mastered appeared in front of the tribe, her rule over the tribe would decline rapidly, and everyone would respect the nobles from another world in front of them.

Even she, the leader of the tribe, can be said to be managing the tribe for Ryan.

Since Ryan mastered the divine blessing, her right to speak has begun to decline rapidly.

Sure enough, when Ryan blessed a warrior with the horse spirit and let him obtain the breathing method, the whole tribe became eager.

They recognized Ryan as the inheritor of the spirit of the wilderness.

Under such changes, the resources that the tribe had stored for many years began to appear in front of Ryan, including dried bacon, dried fruits, freshly picked fruits, and fragrant fruit wine.

Faced with these things, Ryan raised his hand and opened the plane door. This scene shocked and delighted the people of the tribe even more. If Ryan announced the doctrine and established a church at this moment, it would be easy.

Let a few soldiers go back and bring more people, in order to carry these foods and also to give money.

This world called Swadi Fari does not have too many metal veins, especially the wilderness where they are, but since they are all the people of the frozen land, they certainly need and must have money, only in this way can they have their own wealth and resources when they enter the frozen land in the future.

In some cases, Ryan is now giving money, buying not only the food in their hands, but also the ownership of the resources in this world.

Of course, they don't know, and they gladly accept the kindness from a noble.

Lian looked at Etria and Brock who seemed to be hammering away tirelessly in the Warrend blacksmith shop in the distance. He did not give the two siblings any wealth, as that would make it seem like he had traded the tribe from them.

He came to receive the wealth of the Wild Spirit.

Of course, Ryan was still jealous of the talents of the two siblings. The two siblings were equivalent to Brand, whom Ryan had seen before, and could be called the hero units of Swadifari.

Especially Brock. Ryan had asked the blessed warrior before. Brock was the most powerful warrior in the tribe before he became extraordinary. He was the kind who surpassed others with a crushing advantage, just like Brand.

The political talent of sister Etria made this messy tribe no longer dirty. The civilization of more than a thousand people was unprecedentedly prosperous, and there was a huge surplus of various materials.

If it were not for the prestige brought by the gods, Ryan would not be able to say that he could make the tribesmen here become his own people.

Ryan, who once again possessed a world, was in a good mood, especially since this world had a huge number of wild horses.

"The only problem now is the breeding of war horses."