Throne of the North

Master Ryan realized it.

At this moment, the empire's light has nowhere to spend money. As a devout believer in the God of Light, how can he sit idly by and ignore it.

He must maximize the use of the wealth of the God of Light.

"That birch bark book is worth one... no, a hundred gold! A thousand gold!"

How can faith in the God of Light be so cheap?

After entering the alien world, Ryan regained his composure and took out the Dawn Doctrine.

He has not taken action outside. In addition to needing to use this thing to despise the faith of Marquis Beifeng, another reason is because he is worried that what he does outside will attract the attention of the Holy See.

But it is different in the alien world. Even if it senses something is wrong, the Holy See cannot know the truth, and the portal to this alien world is blocked by the Marquis of the North Wind.

"Let me see how much this thing of yours is worth."

In the depths of Ryan's pupils, there seemed to be an abyss-like vortex, or like the bloody mouth of some terrifying creature, swallowing up the line of divine words on the surface of the book cover of the Dawn Doctrine.

The next moment, Ryan felt the feedback.

【Spirituality: 19050】

[Divinity: Deer Spirit blesses, Horse Spirit blesses]

Ryan's eyes showed surprise. Although the spiritual panel was still rough, it was too intuitive.

Looking back at the Dawn Doctrine, the divine runes on it are still there, but the power that can make people understand its meaning at a glance has disappeared.

The books no longer glow slightly.

At the same time, somewhere in the wilds of Northwind Province, Archbishop Adrianna opened her eyes.

"That baron absorbed the rays of the morning light and became a disciple of our Lord."

The missionary next to him brightened his eyes.

"That baron really has this kind of talent. It seems that our Lord has another devout believer. Perhaps he can help the Holy See spread its message in the empire."

"He is indeed favored by our Lord."

"Can we ask him to build a church in the Tundra Territory? He can become a priest himself."

"No, this is the empire. If the Church of the Dawn appears, he will die."

"He is the son of a great nobleman, and the Tundra Territory is also in the north."

"No, when the time comes, Baron Lane will naturally tell the world the identity of his followers. Now he still needs to hide it."

"It's painful."

The Archbishop fell silent, and then said:

"It is indeed painful, but for the faith of our Lord, it is worth it. Baron Lane, no, Father Lane, will understand the difficulties of the Holy See."

"His devout faith will not be tainted by this."

"I'll write a letter and you can send it directly to the Tundra Territory. I hope he can sacrifice his life for justice and not be bothered by this pain."

"The light of our Lord will shine in the darkest places, shining a ray of morning light on his way forward."

"The glory of the morning light..."

After her words fell, all the missionaries murmured piously.

"I won't die in the cold winter."

"Archbishop, can the murderer of Father Buffett be found?"

"Soon..."

…

Ryan was a little happy. A book of Dawn Teachings brought him nearly 5,000 spiritual income.

"In this case, the share required by Archmage McCann of the Wilderness World can be increased again."

Ryan is happy for many reasons, including the fact that the strength of his soldiers can be enhanced again, and the northern war horses being cultivated by Wilderness World can also receive more divine blessings.

That is a mount that can accompany the knight throughout his life, it is the land version of the gryphon mount.

"The Northern War Horse will definitely become the third most perfect mount on the continent, after dragons and griffons."

"but……"

"I'm afraid that the spirituality of 19,000 cannot be squandered by Archmage McCann for long. I don't know how much Dawn Teachings the Holy See can absorb for me."

"I hope... all of them will be as big as this one."

Although he thinks so, Ryan also knows that it is impossible for every book of Dawn Teachings to bring him five thousand spiritual points.

You must know that a life that swears loyalty to him can only provide a little spirituality.

A heroic follower like Brand could only bring him ten times the income of an ordinary person, that is, ten points of spiritual income.

Five thousand...it's a bit huge in comparison.

"No matter what, I will try to find a way to buy more of these things from the Holy See in the future."

The billions of joys that had just arisen from the wealth of the God of Light were washed away by this gold-swallowing crocodile.

Fortunately, Ryan has new joy.

Another world, the Blue Lion Tribe.

"Is this all you have gained during this time?"

Ryan looked at the six large boxes in front of him, four and a half of which contained gold ore mixed with golden specks.

The remaining wooden box contained thirty-five pieces of amber jade ranging from the size of a human head to the size of a thumb.

Lane speculated that perhaps this box would be worth more than the other four.

"Yes, friend Baron Lane, the tools you brought are so useful, we..."

Groove said happily as if he was taking credit, and then looked at Ryan cautiously.

"Friend Baron Ryan, our Blue Lion tribe still wants fifty... no, thirty blessings of that kind of power. Do you think that's okay?"

Divine blessing is Ryan's biggest trump card in controlling these natives, and it is also the reason why he does not have to worry about these natives getting together with other nobles.

"Thirty copies... a bit too much, Cao, you know, this power comes from the great gods, just like we can come to this world, in fact, it is also the self-salvation of your world."

"You know, your world is dying."

Cao was silent for a rare time, which surprised Ryan.

"What happened?"

Cao hesitated for a while, then said:

"Not long ago, my people came to tell me that the gods roared in the depths of the forest."

"He hasn't come out for a long time."

"Oh?"

Ryan had previously guessed that the gods in the mouths of the natives were powerful monsters.

"What does this mean?"

Cao's eyes showed extreme fear, and he murmured:

"He will eat many beasts, even mountains, which is his food."

Cao looked at Ryan.

"Friend Baron Ryan, we can only need twenty blessings, but please give us some powerful weapons... like the weapons on the warriors behind you."

"This is our gift."

Cao pushed the boxes towards Ryan.

Ryan laughed.

"Of course, in order to ensure the safety of the Blue Lion Tribe, I can prepay part of the price of the next gift to you in advance."

"If time permits, the Blue Lion Tribe can also get the support of my army."

The last time he came here, Ryan said that his army would not enter the Blue Lion Tribe. This time, he broke his words.

But the Blue Lion Tribe was very happy because they invited Ryan in.