The baggage crossed a parabola and fell to the open space in front of the city gate. When the acceleration was about to land, the baggage seemed to have lost its weight, suddenly slowing down and falling slowly.

　　 "Falling Feather Spell·Delayed Casting?!"

　　 Upstairs in the city, a mid-level mage was very surprised when he saw this.

　　 The layman sees the excitement, the insider sees the doorway.

Feather fall is only a first-level trick, but it is casual like a red dragon. After throwing an object for a certain distance, it triggers the fall of feathers. The timing of control is just right. It cannot be done by ordinary wizards, at least with intermediate wizards. The level cannot be achieved.

　　 The magical attainments of this dragon are far above me, high-level, and maybe even a master.

　　 There was no sound, the burden fell, and the grass on the ground did not bend.

　　 Until the red dragon turned and left, the weight of the burden did not recover and fell to the ground.

　　 Seeing the red dragon drifting away from the back, everyone on the wall peeped at each other.

　　 The city wall guard waved his hand: "Go! Look at what he threw!"

　　 Under the leadership of the city guard, a large group of soldiers opened the city gate and formed a circle around the package thrown by the red dragon, followed by a group of bold people watching the excitement.

　　 "Everyone stay away! Beware of bombs!" The city guard shouted to maintain order, drove the soldiers away, and saw the middle-level mage standing with the soldiers.

　　 "Your Excellency Joseph Mage! Could you please use magic to open the baggage! This is the safest way!"

　　 "Okay," the mid-level mage named Joseph nodded and stepped forward, just as he was also curious about what the red dragon dropped.

　　 After blessing himself with the two magics of protection against malice and ice shield, he stepped forward and walked to stand still ten meters away from the burden.

　　The hand of the mage!

　　The hand of the invisible mage untied the flexible joint of the burden, and a pile of gray-white gravel appeared in front of everyone.

　　 "What the hell! A pile of rocks! Is it a prank?!" The soldiers whispered and discussed.

　　 And Master Joseph stared at the gravel in his bag, frowning, he felt a rich and unidentified breath on the stone, which was disgusting.

　　The city guard with high-level strength also instinctively felt that the stone was not simple, and stopped the curious people who came forward to check, and turned to the wizard on the side: "Your Excellency, Master Joseph, do you know what this is?"

　　 "Wait!" Joseph saw a corner of the paper exposed in the rubble.

　　 He took out the paper with the hands of the mage, and took a look in front of him. He found that it was a piece of letter paper. The cover of the letter paper already had the remains of the Cthulhu statue written on it. The Church of the God of Justice personally enlightened it.

　　 The two looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

　　 Things related to the Cthulhu, this can't be handled by a small city guard or an intermediate mage. The city guard quickly recruited a soldier.

　　 "Hurry! Go and notify the bishop of the Church of the God of Justice!"

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　　 On the other side, Jose dropped the baggage with the fragments of the Cthulhu statue, flapped his wings and flew into the distance.

　　 The evil **** actually dared to threaten himself, he didn't mind making trouble for "him".

　　 Therefore, in his baggage, he left a letter to the Justice Church. The letter detailed the origin of the Cthulhu statue and the process of discovering the statue so that the church forces can trace it.

However, he did not disclose the news about cursing the conch. After all, the curse is too much involved. If the news leaks out, the Church of the Gods will inevitably find a door to retrieve the conch. He does not want to hand over the conch for the time being, at least until the conch is thoroughly studied. , Will not consider this.

　　 found a secluded place, Jose quickly chanted the spell, activated teleportation, and returned to the Molten Heart.

　　 In a hidden room beside the lava lake, there are all kinds of magical instruments. These instruments are collected by the Red Dragon through various channels over the years, and are only prepared for the study of magic.

　　 Take out the Cursed Conch and place it on the testing table. Jose inserts the energy spar to start the instrument, and the magical instrument analyzes the energy distribution in the Cursed Conch.

　　 He found that most of the energy that cursed the conch was concentrated in the flesh inside the conch, while the shell of the conch had little energy. This situation was a bit like a container.

　　 "Is it possible that this conch was made artificially?"

　　 In order to verify his own ideas, he put the conch on another magical instrument, and used the magical instrument to detect the composition of the conch and whether it was processed by human beings.

　　 Gradually, Jose's face became heavier.

　　 He found that the conch had been enchanted, and the enchantment level was not low.

　　 This at least shows that the creator of the conch is a strong man. He deliberately used the curse and succeeded.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 This is just playing with fire!

　　 "Who would it be?! So bold!"

　　 Jose couldn't help thinking of the news revealed by the spy of the Kingdom of Via, that Kimmel Bloodshark is most likely a member of a mysterious organization, and he has contacted the strange shark secret method and the Cthulhu statue.

　　 "The Cthulhu Church..." He couldn't help falling into thought.

　　 Red Nest Crypt, that dark and vast underground space also hides deeper secrets.

　　 For the deeper secrets of the Red Nest Crypt, the Red Dragon does not want to go into it at this moment. The founding of the nation is the current top priority.

　　 Jose sealed the conch in a treasure box isolated from magical exploration, kept the treasure box in a safe place, and then left the cave and returned to the Golden Mountain of the Molten Heart.

　　 Throwing a handful of gold coins into his mouth, making a chucking noise like chewing beans, and then swallowing the hard metal fragments.

　　 While eating casual snacks, he thought about how to concoct the Red Maple Chamber of Commerce and the Bichao Chamber of Commerce.

　　 The two chambers of commerce dared to divulge the information about the Saint Sophia, which incurred pirates and caused considerable losses to Sanlong. Based on this alone, there is no need for the two chambers of commerce to continue mixing in the prairie.

　　 After thinking about it, Jose couldn't help feeling a little tangled. It wasn't that he didn't kill the hole cards of the two chambers of commerce, but that there were so many hands that he didn't know how to choose.

　　 With his current strength and influence, it is simply not too easy to prevent the two chambers of commerce from mixing on the prairie.

　　He linked the family members of the Boars through the family contract: "Hulk, I have confirmed that the Merchant Ship Saint Sophia incident was caused by the Red Maple and Bichao chambers of commerce. The order goes on and arrests all the two chambers of commerce in the country..."

　　 "Yes! Master!"

　　 In order to make up for their mistakes and restore their image in front of the red dragon, the boar family members acted quickly and immediately sent a guard to blockade the two major chambers of commerce in Thorns City, arresting all the chambers of commerce.

　　 It is worth mentioning that the charge was not to leak the news to the pirates, but to premeditate to assassinate the Red Dragon.

　　 As for the evidence, in the Triangle Plain and Modo Peak Forest, the red dragon’s will is the evidence!

　　 According to the instructions of the red dragon, the wild boar man Hulk issued a wanted warrant urgently, offering a reward for the head of the head of the Northland General Manager of the Red Maple and Bichao Chamber of Commerce for the crime of deliberate murder.

　　 This scared the two of them so much that they took a boat back to the south of the mainland for refuge overnight.

　　 As everyone knows, Honglong has already sent people to the Yangfan Port Pier to watch.

　　 Just like that, the merchant ship that fled hastily broke into the white dragon-Casy’s ambush...

　　 One day later, Bailong-Casey returned and brought back the spoils obtained from the merchant ships of the two chambers of commerce.

　　 In view of the withdrawal of the two major chambers of commerce from the North, the person in charge took all the valuables, so that the trophies that Bailong harvested were very rich.

　　 Jose calculated a sum of money, the loss of the Saint Sophia was made up, and he also made a lot of money.

　　 This episode was not taken seriously by the Red Dragon. He focused on the great cause of the founding of the country. The national flag, the calendar, the date of the founding of the country, and the preparations for propaganda in advance...

　　 Regarding the flag of the Principality of Faisé, Jose has long handed over the task of designing the flag to the family members. In this regard, the family members have actively participated and presented many flag plans. It is still in the review stage.

　　 As for the calendar, Jose had already planned, so he took the first day of his journey as the beginning of a new era.

　　 The nation-building work is progressing steadily as planned.

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　　Thorn City, the jewel in the middle of the prairie, the well-known trade capital of the north, the core hub of trade in the middle of the prairie, the brilliant crystallization of alien civilization...

　　 This city carries too much glory, but for the residents living in this city, life is the most important thing.

　　 The morning light shone on the bed through the screen windows. The orc lying on the bed moved his eyelids, and quickly awoke from his sleep and regained consciousness.

　　 "Ah~!"

　　 Seeing the morning light by the window, the orc-Woga sat up from the bed, stretched his waist beautifully, got dressed and got out of the bed.

　　 Following his life habits, he took a scoop of water from the water tank, threw his dirty face wash into the washbasin, washed his face hastily, and took a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

　　 "Ah~! The civilized world is really troublesome!"

　　 Woga looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help complaining: "Really, you will be discriminated against if you go out without a bath or face washing."

　　 If he was in his own tribe before, that serious orc would wash his face every day? !

　　 Washing once a month is good!

　　 However, when he entered the city, everything changed, but no one forced him to wash his face, just the eyes of the people around him.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Woga recalled that he had just entered the Thorns City, and walked out into the street without a bath or washing face for half a month. The contemptuous eyes of the people around... simply.

　　 Since then, he has gone to the countryside to follow the customs and has developed the good habit of taking a bath every once in a while and washing his face every day.

　　 was not used to it at the beginning, but after a while, he felt that this refreshing and clean feeling was not bad.

　　 Do a good job of personal hygiene, Woga put on leather armor and other equipment, brought his own long sword, and walked out the door to the stone streets of Bramble City, and walked towards the gate of the city.

　　 He lives in the civilian area of ​​Thorns City and works as an ordinary city guard.

　　 A wild boar woman pushing a breakfast cart and selling biscuits saw Woga and said hello: "Good morning! Little Chief!"

　　 Seeing the ridiculous eyes of the neighbor on the side, Wo Ga scratched his head embarrassedly: "Good morning, Aunt Eddie."

After 　　 responded, he walked quickly past the teasing eyes of the people around him, and his brown face turned red.

　　 In fact, in addition to the city guard, Woga has another identity, the son of a chieftain of a medium-sized orc tribe with 800 orcs.

　　 When he first settled in Thorns City, he was proud of introducing his identity every time his neighbors.

　　 With the logic of the orcs, the glory of the tribe is indeed worth boasting, not to mention that he is still the son of a great chief, but he has forgotten a very important thing.

　　 This is the City of Thorns!

　　 And Thorns City is the central city of this vast area in the middle of the Northland Prairie!

　　Don't say he is the son of a medium-sized tribal chief, even if his mid-level warrior chief comes, he is unremarkable in Thorns City.

　　 This was especially obvious after he joined the City Guard. The mid-level fighters in the City Guard did not say a lot, but they were also seen everywhere.

After all, Woga is a young and clever orc. He quickly recognized reality, adapted to the new environment of Thorns City, and had a good relationship with his neighbors. However, the nickname "Little Chief" was passed down and became A tool for neighbors and friends to ridicule.

　　 Quickly walked through the streets, Wo Ga wanted to rush to the city wall as soon as possible, not to stand guard in a hurry, but to catch up with the meal.

　　In the city guards, food is usually prepared an hour before work. No meals are out of date.

　　 Thinking of that group of fellow livestock colleagues who had the same appetite, he stepped a little faster under his feet and soon came to the main road of the city.

　　 It is still early in the morning, and not long after the sun has risen, the large shops on both sides of the bustling streets of Bramble City have not yet opened, but the streets are already full of people.

Looking at the ornately decorated shops, Wo Ga showed undisguised envy in his eyes, and wanted to rush in to make a big purchase, but the sturdy marble pillars, the tall gilded doors, and the colorful glassware from the south of the mainland Everything comes with the magic effect of retreating the poor.

Can't afford it, really can't afford it~lightnovelpub.net~ When Woga entered the city, he was curious to enter a shop to buy and saw a dazzling array of goods: precious magic potions, enchanted weapons created by dwarf masters, and exquisite armor ...

　　 "When will I get that enchanted sword."

　　To this day, he still remembers the enchanted long sword he saw.

　　 But you can just think about it. With his current income level, if you want to buy the magic sword made by the dwarf, you have to eat or drink for hundreds of years.

　　 Instead of hoping to save enough money to buy the magic sword of your choice, you might as well try to improve your strength, strive to stand out among the city guards, get the appreciation of superiors, get a promotion and raise your salary, marry Bai Fumei, become a family member of the Red Dragon, and embark on the pinnacle of life.

　　 Woga reached out and wiped the saliva that was about to flow out of his mouth.

　　 However, all this is not his imagination, he has the opportunity to achieve the above goals, or every city guard has the opportunity to achieve the above goals.

　　 In order to encourage the progress of the family members, Red Dragon has formulated a series of encouraging measures, one of which is aimed at the guards of major cities.

　　 Every other year, major cities and small towns will send representatives under the age of 20 to the City of Thorns to participate in the city guard contest.

The winner of the competition can get the qualification to go to the Mount Peak Forest to participate in the Red Dragon Annual Meeting. Based on past experience, the champion of the annual meeting has a high probability of being selected by the Red Dragon and becoming a glorious Dragonborn. In order to encourage the spirit of martial arts, at the same time, we select professionals and practice talents.

　　 However, Bramble City, Sands City, plus more than a dozen towns, each time there are nearly two hundred people participating, and the chance of winning the championship is very slim.