Throne of the North

Money is undoubtedly in short supply, but the value of money also changes under different circumstances.

Facing Master Xisu, Ryan felt that money was not that important.

"Master Xisu wants to go to the world where I am and what he wants to do."

Ryan asked like a visa officer.

“The pursuit of truth.”

This is an impeccable answer.

"The pursuit of truth is not that simple. Every piece of land has its own owner. The nobles have already carved up all the land and sky. You can get a piece of land from scratch by paying taxes in some wasteland and then build your own building. "

"But this will waste a lot of time, and as a Holy Domain mage, Master Xisu, you will be dazzling even if you do nothing."

"Without a noble background, you will be in a lot of trouble."

What Lane said was not an exaggeration, but the truth.

In the empire, independent magicians will encounter a lot of troubles. The easiest thing is to be invited by nobles. However, magicians cannot do anything to the nobles. If they directly kill a noble, the magician will also be punished. Chase.

The dead legends Ryan mentioned had their hands stained with the blood of nobles.

It is very common for wars to break out between nobles, but when encountering things other than the nobles, the cohesion of the nobles is also terrifying.

A baron's life is like an ant to a legend, but killing a baron will attract many extraordinary legions and even dozens of legends to pursue him.

On Norris Continent, most things have rules.

The nobles stand at the top of the aristocracy and they make the rules, so of course, the rules work in their favor.

With a noble background, magicians can violate many rules and do things, such as the necromancer next to Count Weiss. You must know that when the necromancer did not say that the authority of the Holy See was still there, even if the empire later began to use magicians on a large scale When it comes to the bright side, necromancers are also the type that everyone calls for beatings.

But with the background of Count Weiss, the necromancer did not suffer any extraordinary pursuit from the empire even if he unleashed the magic of resurrection of the dead during the war.

Master Xisu wants to pursue the truth. Even if he can solve the troubles of the nobles, there will be many disasters on the way to pursue the truth. If he makes a wrong step and leads to disaster, he will be thrown into the evil camp immediately. Many supernatural beings in the empire are very interested in the corpse of the magician.

The Holy Mage is no exception. In his relationship with the nobles, it is not him who protects the nobles, but the other way around.

"You need the protection of a noble."

Ryan looked at Master Xisu and said this.

Master Xisu frowned. He was in the Holy Domain. Even in the War Bear Tribe, if he were not afraid of the explosive power of those priests, he could use the pressure of wind and frost to suppress the entire War Bear Tribe.

He has practiced magic for hundreds of years, and has been free from any shackles for a long, long time.

But he didn't expect that the world behind Ryan was so powerful, and that the Sanctuary was just a bit more powerful and extraordinary.

"I will take some nobles with me."

After thinking about it, Master Xisu said that since he wanted the protection of the nobles, he would not choose Ryan, but would choose other nobles that he could control.

"hehe."

Ryan laughed and said sarcastically:

"Master Xisu, your magical power awes me, but your understanding of nobles seems not to be in place."

"Are you talking about those people outside?"

"So what about the Count Viscount and the Grand Duke and Prince."

"They no longer have their own territory and are wandering in another world. They don't have their own army. Among these thousands of people, they can't even recruit 500 soldiers."

"In other words, when they lost their land, they gave up their nobility title, and at the same time, they did not have the military strength to acquire new land."

"noble?"

"Here they can only be called wandering nobles. After arriving in my world, they are nothing."

"You don't have to know how to enjoy to be called a noble. The War Bear Tribe has a very clear understanding of this. You may be able to ask them for advice."

Master Xisu fell silent, and after a long time looked at Ryan and said.

"If I become your offering, can you support my magic practice?"

Ryan was asked this time.

"It will take a while."

He is quite honest.

"But I don't have much time left."

Master Xisu shook his head and then said:

"Your father is a legend. If he invites me, I can consider it, but as a magician, no matter who I am loyal to, I need great freedom."

Ryan blinked, not expecting things to develop to this point.

"I will write a letter to father for you, and if he agrees, we can sign a contract."

"us?"

"Master Xisu doesn't think that if you take refuge with my father, you don't have to pay wealth in order for you to leave this world, right?"

"Furthermore, the contract also stipulates that you cannot reveal things about this world."

"This is all the reassurance I need."

Ryan stood up and left. This matter was a bit of a drag, but the Clayton family would not refuse a holy mage. In the Clayton family, Master Xisu might really have a chance to become a legend.

Walking away from the wooden house and coming outside, there were too many invitations waiting for Ryan.

"Count Fult? Is he the most powerful person here?"

Ryan asked, selected the post submitted by Viscount Shaffer, and then went to the count's mansion.

To be called a mansion, it is just seven or eight wooden houses connected together. It seems to be completely inferior to the status of an earl.

Although they were meeting a count, one after another, more than twenty nobles appeared in the hall of the wooden house where they were discussing. Sitting at the head was a gray-haired old man. Next to him, there was another juvenile.

"Baron Lane."

Fult performed an aristocratic gesture toward Ryan, and then introduced the boy next to him.

"This is His Highness Wells, the successor of the Kingdom of Eidolon."

Heir to the kingdom? Ryan was a little surprised. Sure enough, the team led by the Sanctuary Mage still had people with good backgrounds.

But he didn't care and just nodded symbolically.

"I heard what Master Xisu said. You followed him to wander into this world, and the process was not smooth."

Ryan's words made the nobles a little dissatisfied, and Earl Fult also said:

"Baron Ryan, we are not wandering nobles. Noble glory flows in the blood of each of us."

"Recognized glory is noble, but I don't feel the extraordinary blood inheritance in you, and your world has fallen into death. I have no way of knowing your glory."

"There are many liars in the world. Forgive me for not being able to tell whether the glory you talk about is true or false."

Ryan looked directly at the Count's fallen Highness and bowed slightly to express the noble's apology.

"In fact, if you were not in this world and had Master Xisu as a witness, in my opinion, you are not even considered wandering nobles, you can only be a group of relatively wealthy commoners."

"Baron Lane!"

Count Fult's voice became louder with some anger.

"The honor of the nobility does not tolerate your blasphemy!"

"You are declaring war on our nobles of the Kingdom of Eidolon."

"Are the nobles who lost their country really still nobles?"

Ryan sneered, then reached out and pulled up the wrist sleeve on his hand, revealing his fair skin, and took out a dagger with his other hand.

"Do you know what the nobles we recognize look like?"

Ryan's dagger scratched the skin, and deep red blood dripped down and fell on the wooden table, making a heavy sound.

After a while, the wrist was smooth again, and there was no trace of a cut.

This scene shocked everyone present.

"This is the nobility. The noble bloodline is not just a word, but has already been integrated into our bloodline. Each of my descendants will have the noble bloodline of the Yanlong family, and it is in our blood." , hiding the shadow of our ancestors.”

"Blood bears witness to our glory, and blood will not hide our glory."

In fact, the bloodline of the Clayton family is not as magical and powerful as Ryan said, but it is true that the extraordinary power is hidden in the bloodline. They are naturally suitable for the knight training system.

The Clayton family also continued to steal the blood of the divine origin during the pan-dimensional war between gods.

The reason why he was able to achieve this scene was because of the power of the dragon heart in his body, and the reason why Master Ryan, after breaking through the Golden Knight, combined his own blood and allowed his vitality to bloom.

The combination of bloodline and extraordinary power is so magical.

"Your bloodline is noble? I wonder why you are noble?"

"Is the blood flowing in your body really much different from those of civilians and slaves?"

Ryan's inquiry made the nobles here pale.

They saw the gap, the gap between one world and another. The vastness of the world was buried in the gap between them.

"I respect your past, as well as the tenacity and perseverance of your ancestors in your world, and recognize your status as wandering nobles."

"But in fact, in my opinion, you are not any nobles."

"You have no land, and you don't have your own people. You don't have the most important things of the nobility. In fact, I don't feel any extraordinary power in you. After the death of the world, those of you who fled have been Cursed?"

Ryan was right, curses are not incompetent barking in the supernatural world, but real power.

The fragmentation and death of the world may not lead to the disappearance of the extraordinary, but if the gods who exist in the world feel resentment towards living beings and actively release the curse, then such a thing will happen.

These nobles definitely have a lot of heritage, but none of them are extraordinary.

The answer can only be a curse of world death that prevents them from pursuing any transcendent path.

Perhaps these people, or their ancestors, had betrayed the gods of their world before.

Why are Exnir and Swadifari, and the current people of this world of Bilgi, not cursed?

Because they have never betrayed their faith, and even in the dead of winter, they constantly pray for the return of the gods. There is even the last hope of the gods in them.

The same is true in the world of mountains and forests. Those barbarians were not cursed and cut off from their extraordinary path of cultivation.

In this extraordinary world, nothing should be underestimated.

Ryan's words made these people pale and gradually become frightened. They also gradually believed in Ryan's words. They were cursed, cursed by the world they lived in. They abandoned the world and were abandoned by the world.

They were not just wandering nobles, they were people without roots.

Without roots, no matter how hard you practice, you will never retain your strength...

"So that's it..."

Earl Fult had no doubts. He had previously thought that the kingdom had disappeared, so he had been firmly respecting the last member of the royal family next to him. These few thousand people formed the former kingdom.

As a count, and a count who was able to escape, he had considerable wisdom and knew that extraordinary power was indispensable to them.

Without transcendence, it would be difficult for aristocrats to maintain power for a long time.

"Then... then why are Master Xisu and the others not affected?"

Someone asked in embarrassment. They are all from the same world, but Master Xisu and the others are still powerful.

Wasn't he affected?

Ryan didn't believe it, but why did Master Xisu still maintain the sanctuary, and the same was true for those magicians.

"Because they are magicians."

"The path of magicians is originally considered to be blasphemous to the transcendent existence of gods. They are born to challenge the authority of gods."

"Even if it is affected, it is different from other people."

"I think it will be very difficult for them to go further. It will be more difficult than normal magicians."

The nobles who got the answer seemed to have been drained of their energy, and their bodies were all trembling.

Not only were they no longer nobles, but all hope of transcendence was gone.

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

The heir to the kingdom next to Earl Fult suddenly stretched out his hand and threw everything on the table away, roaring loudly. He could not accept this result. His noble bloodline and identity were all lost at the same time.

There is even no hope of rising.

"So, you are just commoners with a little money, but from what I have observed, money does not play a big role here in the War Bear Tribe."

Precious gold coins need to be circulated to be called money, but the War Bear Tribe is self-sufficient.

Then the only function is to act as a medium for those magicians, but the most critical issue for Master Xisu and the magicians around him now is not making money.

"If you want to make a deal with me, you have to bring something that interests me."

"Oh, by the way, you should also know one thing. This world is also suffering from the erosion of the northern winter. The power of the Frost Lord cannot stop it for many years. Maybe when this world also dies, most of you will Part of it is still alive, able to witness the spectacle of death in the world.”

Ryan turned and left. Now was not the best time to make a deal with these people.

He wanted the wealth of these nobles, not just gold coins and gems, but knowledge that was out of print.

Moreover, the value of these people is not as valuable as one person in Ryan's opinion.

…

"What are you looking at?"

"You are not from our tribe, you cannot be recognized by War Bear."

Bogard, Ryan thinks this woman is the ‘heroic unit’ of this world.

"Your extraordinary system connects the bear's power with your body?"

"By strengthening the War Bear, are you strengthening yourselves?"

Ryan looked at the most majestic armored bear he had ever seen next to Bogeld. The strength of this big guy should have exceeded the peak of the second-order Warcraft, and was comparable to the power of the Golden Knight.

Therefore, Bogeld also gained this power.

Her body was actually able to bear it.

She was also the only one in the War Bear Tribe who could bear it, so she became the flag bearer. No one had tried to contract with this War Bear before, but they all died. Her body could not bear it, and the price was the weakening of the internal organs, flesh, and bones. exhausted.

Therefore, Bogeld is famous among the people of Bilgi.

Over the years, the War Bear Tribe has been conquering all over the world, and there are many reasons for this.

After all, those priests cannot always summon the power of the Frost Lord, and the battle on the battlefield will still fall on these warrior armies.

"Of course, Volibear is special, and so am I. We are descendants of the great Frost Lord!"

Bogeld said arrogantly, but she did not doubt herself.

The tall armored bear next to him also slapped his chest in cooperation, stood up and roared, causing other armored bears around him to run away, not even wanting to fish.

"You can't rule over us."

Bogeld had a carefree temper, and even said what Ryan wanted to do without hesitation.

"I will become stronger. When the time comes, you, the Fighting Bear Tribe, will not be able to stop my rule."

Ryan also said without any scruples.

"Impossible, Volibear will become more and more powerful, and I will become the most powerful warrior."

"When the time comes, I will attack your world, occupy your empire, and then continue to make you a baron."

Bogard raised his chest confidently, and his strong body was not inferior to that of a burly barbarian in the forest world.

"Well, when I rule your tribe, I will continue to let you be the flag bearer."

Ryan said with a smile, and Bogeld's eyes widened.

"Several guys from the Violent Bear Tribe and the Crazy Bear Tribe said that after defeating the War Bear Tribe, they wanted to capture me and make me their mother-in-law."

She was arrogant, but she quickly said:

"But I won't lose. Those guys are too weak. I will fight on the battlefield until the last moment, until I win completely."

She seemed to have never thought that wars have wins and losses, as if there is only victory.

"I don't like you."

Lian shrugged.

"I can see that you hypocritical nobles are all fantasizing about such weak women."

"There are several in the village next door, and my father wants to marry one of them."

"Then your father doesn't seem to be very brave. If it were me, I would definitely grab a lot of them."

"Hahaha, you are right, my father is very timid, but he actually said that he is the second bravest in the tribe after me."

Bogeld patted the armored bear next to him.

"The second bravest in the tribe is Volibear."