The guys in attendance are of different sizes, but there are several groups of people who can be said to know by looking at their appearance. ←,.

Some people disdain, some snicker, and some secretly enhance their confidence.

The convener gently stepped aside, and a mysterious priestess who was veiled stepped forward and pulled her cloak, revealing the mark of the robe under the cloak, the skull of Cyric's Holy Spirit wrapped in purple-black light. emblem.

Clearing her throat, the priestess said loudly, "My lord's great dark sun and Raven's hatred, I don't need to say more. What I want to say is that my lord is about to return, and personally give to the hypocrites who ignore my lord's majesty, The despicable whistleblower Raven is punished with the most painful and cruel punishment!"

A commotion broke out in the conference room.

"This call is to give you who are eager for revenge an opportunity. Now, give your intelligence and strength, and the Lord will make optimal arrangements for you. Write down on paper what you can provide and contact information. , then you can go."

There are doubts, there are hesitations, and there are fanatics who can't wait to write something on paper. Soon, a thick stack of parchment was built up in front of the priestess.

Quickly scanning the parchment, the priestess smiled with satisfaction, "Very well, for the needs of covert operations, I won't tell you your tasks here. Soon, the people marked below will contact you." After all, she asked her bald hair to give each of the representatives of the participants an envelope sealed with varnish.

The mysterious party in the abandoned house was short-lived, and after everyone dispersed, the basement returned to a cemetery-like silence.

After one of the participants confirmed that there were no stalkers behind them, a male servant couldn't wait to ask the hostess, "My lord, do we really need to join the alliance of the Dark Sun?"

With a slight wave, the black burqa suddenly turned into countless small bats, scattered in the air, and the hostess revealed a mysterious and coquettish face. Change. She is Jessica Francia, the last Blood Duchess of the four turbulent kings who did not come into contact with Raven after the contest.

"Join? Maybe." With her beautiful eyes flowing, Jessica didn't know what she was thinking.

"Do you still need to hesitate? That Raven will sabotage your plans at any time. We...ah"

"Long-winded!" He lightly clasped his five fingers into the servant's body for five seconds. That male servant had turned into a pool of blood, and all the blood was compressed and condensed into a thumb-sized thing that was similar to a ruby ​​under the manipulation of mysterious power. Suspended in mid-air.

The **** of her left hand twisted the 'ruby', Jessica took a bite, and immediately spit it out.

"Sure enough, your taste is not good, my dear Donner." He turned his head and looked to the south. There is the direction of Colin Pais. "I really want to, I really want to taste your taste, my little handsome Raven."

The plans of the Dark Sun Priest are unknown to outsiders.

Raven, who had returned to the Royal Castle of Colombes, was now in a daze.

It was only now that he discovered that there were some things he had taken for granted. In his vision, defending the 500-square-kilometer Floating Island No. 9 requires a powerful god, or a medium with one or two weak gods.

In terms of combat power, Raven has been working hard in that direction. But Raven, who had been an assassin for a long time in his previous life, overlooked one thing, the gods were conferred gods because of their beliefs. To maintain a certain number of believers, the gods have fighting power.

Let's not talk about the migration of believers in the later period. The manpower and material resources needed to form a pioneering army of pioneering knights are enough to make Raven sad.

Only the rich and powerful are not enough. It is also necessary to organize a large number of middle and lower-level combat power to clear the enemy's middle and low-level combat power, which involves a lot of logistical supply problems.

When it comes to thugs, Lei Wen really has no shortage of subordinates, but Lei Wen suddenly found that he didn't have any of the management talents directly under him.

What's the result?

Queen Effie gave Raven a stern look. He sighed helplessly, abandoned his busy state affairs, and even ordered the Royal Colin Pais Ministry of Finance to help Raven calculate, mobilize food and other materials, and initiate foreign purchases.

In a place that Raven didn't know, Karin had such a conversation with Sunie's avatar.

"Sunny. God, I'm sorry to disappoint your expectations. I plan to suspend Feng Wuzhan Ji's studies and go back to help my brother."

"Oh? I thought you would go back to the legendary rank."

"I thought so too, but if I don't stay by my brother's side, my brother will be snatched by some sassy fox, a stupid squirrel!" He said. Karin's aura suddenly changed.

"Ah, who is the fox!?" Sunie yawned gracefully.

"It's you that I'm talking about! Sunie God!" Karin immediately frowned like a small animal, gnashing her teeth, "I respect you so much, and I aim to be a **** perfect woman, but you take the lead in robbing my brother. If my strength is not from your gift, I will definitely fight you, no matter who you are!"

"Don't get excited, little Karin, I kissed Raven just because I was excited." Suni's soft and boneless hand gently touched Karin's head.

Karin's muscles tensed up, and she threw a sword-like light in her eyes. "Lyla told me, you've kissed my brother more than once! You're a repeat offender!"

"Ahhhh! Is that so? I forgot!" Sune held Karin's cheek and slapped Karin's cheek with a smile.

"You you you..."

Suni rolled her eyes, her smile still bright, "Okay, I promise I will flirt before kissing Raven in the future, so that he can accept me both physically and mentally before kissing him."

"And next time?!" Karin's heart to kill the gods has become.

Sune's index finger slid lightly over her fiery red lips "No way, everyone loves good men, I can't control myself..."

"you"

Just when Karin's anger was about to reach its peak, Sunie suddenly hugged Karin and said in Karin's ear, "Or else, I promise to make a small agreement with you?" A proposal that Lin hated and had no choice but to accept.

Karin only felt that she had been deeply teased by Sune.

However, after thinking it over and over again, she still agreed to this hateful treaty, which she still felt was a 'defeat and humiliation' even after many years.

All this, Raven did not know.

He was just delighted to learn that Karin was going all out to help him.

"Do your best to help me? What about your studies? Didn't you promise Suni to practice for a year?"

"I discussed it with the gods. The gods are willing to open a small plane space for me every day, arrange tutors to help me continue to complete various courses, and join the captured monsters for me to practice combat. Also, I can bring Eight classmates officially announced to join you. They also enjoy the same cultivation arrangement."

"Ah!?"

"Rest assured, we have all received basic education in internal affairs, and we can handle ordinary paperwork."

"Ah, that's great!" Raven, who had already been overwhelmed by all sorts of trivial matters, was really overjoyed. Unable to control himself for a while, he hugged Karin's body and slapped a few mouthfuls on Karin's shattered face.

Raven was a little confused by Karin's reaction. If it was before, she would have been fanatically entangled in it. But Karin seems, a little unhappy?

Raven suddenly realized that Sunie was a kind-hearted faction, but Sunie, who did whatever she wanted, was not the one who opened the shantang. "Isn't it, what is the price Sunie wants you to pay?" Raven asked tentatively.

"Humph! You are the one who pays the bill. Don't worry, you won't lose any meat!" After saying that, she gave Raven a hygienic eye, and Karin walked away angrily.

Depend on! What did Karin promise to Sunie?

Raven's curiosity was about to explode. He had to hold on to himself. Because there is so much to do.

A huge new camp was erected on the main road of the South Gate not far from the King City of Coleenpais, covering an area of ​​several square kilometers. This was a special recruitment site for the pioneering army.

After the news of the victory of the Seven Empires Tournament came out, Leiwen has been helping the bards in the Qian Kingdom and surrounding countries to promote and warm up. Under the strong advertising effect, there were enthusiastic people all over the kingdom before the official recruitment started. Crowd.

Especially in the area south of Colin Pais, which was ravaged by the Orc Army and the Pavin Army, the attitude of the applicants was frenetic.

Groups of red-eyed men shouted revenge slogans such as "No money, no name, give me a loaf of bread and a knife, even if I am a cannon fodder!"

For this group of people, Colin Pais was entangled before.

The weakening of national strength made the kingdom unable to launch a counterattack against the orcs, nor to respond to these revenge intentions. With finances on the brink of collapse, it was impossible to even allocate enough money to rebuild the Southern Territory. The surviving southern lords are like beggars, blocking the gate of the palace every day, crying for this and begging for that.

Now that Raven formed the Pioneering Corps, it was undoubtedly helping Colin Pais to lighten the burden.

Raven waved his hand and took it all.

He also announced a policy that if anyone who joins the pioneering army, as long as he is not a deserter, survives or dies in battle, once the development is successful, his family will get a field of at least ten acres according to military merit.

As soon as the decree came out, there was another wave of registrations. In just three days, the number of soldiers in the southern region alone exceeded 2,000, and the new followers of Laila from surrounding countries and from Mosha added up to a terrifying amount. of six thousand people. This number continues to soar over time.

"His Royal Highness~lightnovelpub.net~ With all due respect, these people are farmers. Even if you give them armor and weapons, they are still farmers in their bones. You have to make these people meet the standard of fighting orcs within a month. It's possible." Those who answered were Knight Baron from the Royal Infantry Regiment of Mosha and Sir Carl from the Swordsmen of Darthnir.

It was certain that the two of them were not in conflict. On this matter, their opinions were rarely unanimous, and they both felt that Raven was crazy.

In their vision, even if Raven really wanted to use these farmer-born guys, he would have to train for at least half a year. Even after half a year of special training, these people will only be recruits in the true sense. Maybe their morale and discipline will be good, but it is quite cruel for recruits who have never seen blood to compete with the elite of the Orcs.

Raven smiled, "Now, it's time to witness the miracle." (To be continued.)

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