Lan Alliance, when this new force rises. Some things have to be decided in advance.
If the overall strategic planning, or the general regional functional positioning and regional division, cannot be determined quickly, disputes will continue in the future.
The first thing to choose is the location of the headquarters, or the location of the capital.
There are a few candidates, and Defende and Antoun are both very good candidates.
The former is the holy land of the god of law and the innocence of the sleepless. It is also very suitable for showing the characteristics of the god of law. It can also be used as a new capital. At least if it is the capital, I don’t have to worry about the popularity. And the issue of defending the city.
"Try to play the Holy Land of the God of Law and see, the law professionals with several times the increase are waiting for you. If it doesn't work, the sleepless ones will come down to clean you up in person."
Defende, a capital that cannot fall again, is indeed very attractive, especially for my personal feelings. I also hope that Defende can be quickly rebuilt on the resources of the entire Lanmeng, repeating the old Northland King City, prosperous times. The world, but obviously, it is not the best choice.
The latter, Antoun, is the largest city in the entire Northland, with well-developed commerce and industry, and due to someone's surrender, this city has been relatively intact in the war, as long as some resources and funds are invested , so that it can flourish again.
When the political status is improved, as a long-established commercial capital, the mature commercial routes will play a geometric role. Coupled with the tax-free circulation within the Lanmeng, a commercial metropolis is just around the corner.
Obviously, the two have many advantages, but in the end, I still reluctantly gave up the capitals of the two countries as the headquarters locked on the ground, and chose Hongfeng City instead.
Well, this is the ruined city that has become a ruined city with broken bricks and broken tiles. It was originally a second-tier city in the Kingdom of Sluwell. The most famous landmark is the Museum of Past War History. After this campaign, I am afraid that the museum still has A series of collections have been added.
After more than two months of war, and brutal street fighting, in the end, it even hit the gods. It is a compliment to say that this is a ruin. If this is the capital, it will make no difference to build a city peacefully, but in the end, I But still chose him.
reason? It only fits here.
Although the Lan Alliance must be based on the Lan family, it will eventually move towards a multi-racial and multi-national alliance under the non-war alliance. If you choose An Tuen or Defende, you will choose Dong Lan or Siluwell. The capital, this is too politically inclined.
The result of this is that in the future, other allied countries will inevitably have a lot of jealousy, and it is not conducive to the equal relationship between the Lan people and other races. Therefore, I can only give up these two seemingly good options.
In terms of politics, choosing the main battlefield of the various ethnic groups and countries in the northern region to jointly fight against the invaders as the future capital of the Lan Alliance will at least give the soldiers participating in the war an innate sense of intimacy.
Perhaps, it can also give the participating countries the perception that the Lan Alliance is relatively independent of the other countries, so that it will not cause too much backlash. If I can do this, it will be my greatest victory.
Of course, since it is centered on the two countries of the Lan people, the Sluwell Kingdom and the Principality of Donglan, it is impossible to be completely independent, but at least it can be decent in terms of face.
Even if Red Maple City is set as the capital, Antoun and Defende cannot give up. Although Defende, which is unlikely to fall, is relatively remote and barren, it can become a logistics hinterland, a military center, and a technical center. The special status of the City of Innocence will not only make it the headquarters of the Law Church, but also like the Brimstone Mountain City in the past, it can create a model for multi-racial coexistence to attract more Law believers.
As for Sluwell's Antoun, it is enough to continue to let him play his role as a commercial center. Of course, I have a series of plans, so I won't start it here.
I can predict that, judging from the current development trend, Defende in the south, Hongfeng City in the middle, and Antuen in the north will become the three famous cities on the lifeline of Lanmeng. Even, I have begun to consider planning three cities. The regular airboat route between cities, at least, they will first become the dream home of the Lan people, but the country of Lan that has perished has begun to recover again.
Of course, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is often cruel. After ten years of planning and calculation, the Red Maple City in front of me is still in ruins.
Today, when the main city is still immersed in the joy of victory in the war, outside a three-story western building in Hongfeng City, there are three steps, one post, five steps and one post, and the security is extremely tight.
This was once the station allocated by Red Maple City to the people of Donglan, and then it was handed over to Olivia, Dimirette, Amyra and other technicians as a logistics and research base.
Due to the intermittent sound of explosions and screams, as well as occasional fires and mushroom clouds, even in the relatively calm post-war period, this place has become a place of plague in the minds of most citizens. People dare to approach.
At this time, there is a reason for the high security here. There is a very important operation here, and the characters involved are very important, and there is no room for mistakes.
But since the surgeon was Amyra, the experiment was not wrong.
There was no sound in the huge room.
There were no extra people in the empty room. Even though the operation was extremely difficult, Amyra obviously trusted the vine assistants she cultivated more than the rookie assistants who were prone to making mistakes.
It was a typical witch's room, with cursed dolls, scarecrows, live lizards in glass jars, picturesque images reminiscent of vicious curses, and, of course, a huge potion cauldron that looked like a witch.
The strange magic patterns drawn on the dark cauldron, and the rich black liquid in it emits bursts of stench, making people feel sick.
In fact, the floating things are even more disgusting. Dead cats, dark green herbs, strange gems, and live plants that are screaming, I am afraid that no one will want to take a sip.
At this time, Amyra, who was sharpening her knives, did not use her habitual utensils. Instead, she was constantly cutting a green unknown object with an adamantine saw.
"Ha, finally got it done."
Putting down the electric drill and saw, Amyra breathed a sigh of relief. The bloody pale green meat was finally cut off. Then, she threw the meat with green blood flowing into the cauldron. In an instant, a green mist appeared. It spewed out, and the bonsai by the pot died instantly.
"Hey, that's not right, it's clearly poisonous! Hey, Amyra, what are you going to do? Don't you want to do surgery, what are you doing with poison?"
As a client of this operation, my bowels were all regretful, but after being injected with a large amount of anesthesia and applying a paralysis technique that was enough to paralyze the winter wolf, I was completely unconscious from the neck down.
So, even though I saw something wrong with Amyra, I was lying on the bed and couldn't move, I could only cry out in regret.
"Sure enough, Margaret should be found. Damn, where did they slip away? Hey, Amyra, how could these things have something to do with the surgery I asked for? You won't take this opportunity to take revenge!"
Looking at the witch who was stirring in the cauldron with a saw and giggling, I felt more and more suspicious. After all, I recently offended Amela and Lilith by accident.
Although after the incident, I have since apologized for the first time, and used a three-hundred-page thesis to prove that the perverted prince's actions have no legal connection with me, but sometimes the femininity He turned his head and went straight to the result, but it was strange to be reasonable.
But I'm not bad, at least I can move my head after local anesthesia (deprivation of consciousness), but the other client of the operation is lying beside me, and it's hard to even raise my head.
Green (Grena) was tied up in chains, her fearless eyes were full of terror, and her stern mouth made a whimpering sound. Although she was struggling, I knew. , she is absolutely unable to open, why do I know? That's because this is what I tied...
Ahem, it was just to prevent her from running away, so I deliberately used special binding techniques and especially strong ropes. Who would have known that they would feel pity for each other now. In other words, it is obviously the most prominent binding method, but it is as flat as ever.
"Woooo!"
It seemed that she found me with regretful eyes, and the girl was full of anger, but then she kept blinking at me. From the gaze she looked down, she seemed to be leading me to see something, but it was just a glance, I was just startled.
"You want me to look down at my waist? Huh? What are you doing with your skirt up, red leads... You put explosives in your skirt, so you're not afraid of blowing yourself up."
As expected of a natural blaster, under the long lace skirt, there were yellow bombs tied to the snow-white thighs. Under the entire skirt, there was a dangerous arsenal.
As the queen of a country, Green is outrageous enough, and she still devotes most of her energy to her hobby - making new types of bombs.
But obviously, it was impossible for the maids and assistants in the palace to let Her Majesty play with explosives all day long, and she would not listen to persuasion because she lacked a sense of security, so she simply hid the bomb in an obvious location, and naturally no one dared to touch it.
"You mean to let me pull the bomb? Blow the rope?"
Green couldn't stop nodding, she was struggling to lift the skirt, and her eyes were staring at the shortest of the explosives, which is the ultra-low-power gunpowder that can be used now.
"Three mandala grasses, two cursed ghosts, and these precious mushrooms, hehe, they should be delicious."
Looking at some witches who were muttering something righteously and happily stirring the pot of soup, I gritted my teeth, and the colorful mushrooms were clearly super poisonous. Judging from this nonsense, Amyra was obviously unconscious.
"It's completely unreasonable for this guy to be crazy... He's fighting."
So, I could only prop my chin up and slowly wriggle my head into Green's skirt. How to say this is so perverted, well, to put it another way, I'm trying to stick my mouth to a certain part of the little girl's thigh... well, it's even more perverted, let's just say nothing.
When Bai Huahua's thigh appeared in front of me, I was also dizzy for a while. I felt that a new black history had appeared, and at this point, it was not the time to hesitate.
If at this time, someone found my head in my skirt, and the act of adding thighs seemed to spread, my reputation would be over.
"Roland! What are you doing!"
Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment. Isn't this Eliza's voice? Then he stuck his head out, and the person who came in front of him was the demonic girlfriend full of anger.
"What happened to me because of you. I've always wondered why you suddenly accepted a righteous daughter. It turns out that you were planning to play ghost father!"
"Boom!"
Well, this time it wasn't someone else's beating. Now that Eliza is here, at least her life is saved, but the appearance is so shameful now that I don't know how to explain it, so I just fell unconscious.
And when I woke up in a daze, I heard Eliza and Amyra talking.
"... You say I'm making potions? Hehe, look, this is my own potion cookery, you see, isn't it very convenient, don't mess up the steps, just add the ingredients and cook it and you can eat it This time, the operation time is at least ten hours, and there is no way to stop in the middle. I have to prepare dinner and supper first. "
"What's that green? That looks disgusting."
"Green dragon meat, although the meat is a bit tough, it's still delicious."
"… Is it tasty?"
"Super delicious! As long as you cook it, the deliciousness overflows. How about a bite?"
"Detect toxins!"
The light of the spell that mercilessly detected poison flickered, and unsurprisingly, it was an inky black brilliance that represented the poison.
"Ah, sorry, I forgot that you probably can't eat poison. For me, food is just a habitual enjoyment. The more poisonous the material, the more delicious it is. Hehe, I can live with photosynthesis now. , toxins can't enter my circulation at all, this soup is soothing and nourishing, but I forgot for a while that you are still a fragile creature and almost poisoned you, I'm sorry."
She said that she was embarrassed, but judging from Amela's face as a matter of course, this apology was really insincere, but then, Eliza took the dark soup in one breath and took a sip. drink up.
"Uh, it's really unpleasant, this kind of craftsmanship, I almost know the reason why you have been unable to marry."
"Drinking? How dare you insult my craftsmanship! Hmph, it's obviously nutritious and delicious, there must be something wrong with the sense of taste."
"Otherwise, let's find a third party to evaluate it and see how it tastes, such as the bastard lolicon who just burrowed his head under the little girl's skirt, such as the pervert who was pretending to be asleep and eavesdropping when he woke up, such as That bastard who turned into a ghost father in private after taking his righteous daughter."
If vision can kill, I have already been slashed by a thousand swords. Judging from the eagerness on Amyra's face, the possibility of being poured into this "beautifying and moisturizing soup" is not small. I am not afraid of these two. Poison's ability, although most of them won't die in the end, but no one can stand gastric lavage.
"Clap!"
So, without hesitation, I slammed down, I hit it hard this time without any effort, at least until the operation is completed, I definitely don't plan to wake up.
…
"Will you be my righteous daughter in the future?"
How can I say such casual words, who are used to making plans and then move? In fact, there are indeed some reasons for accepting Green as a righteous daughter.
"We must not let Grena and Renee become the carriers of Cavens again, and any information leaks from them must be stopped immediately."
Although Cavens helped us this time, it was mainly because he wanted to punish Rose who crossed the line. Next time he will stand there, I really have no certainty.
And the two descendants of Lan are obviously very important. If they are involved in the devil's abyss, they will inevitably cause irreparable losses. It is obviously a top priority to solve the devil's problem on them as soon as possible. Otherwise, my information will continue to leak, what should I do? Whether the plan can succeed or not depends on Cavens' mood.
"The big devil regards his own bloodline as his own private property. In a sense, he is really right. The call on the bloodline cannot be resisted at all, and the huge gap between Cavens and Renee itself makes it even more difficult. Any means of resistance is in vain. However, it is not completely impossible."
There are a lot of demon descendants in this world, and the mages are very mature in their research. There is really a tricky method to release the control of ancestor demons over descendants.
"For the demons, the 'reins' are tied to the soul, and unless they die, they cannot be cancelled, and if they die, most of the souls will be ripped to hell by the reins. However, we can change the one to hold The one who takes the reins. As long as the power comes from the same source, you can find a way to cover."
"For example, if a descendant of the Balrog can enter the bloodline of the demon lord, he can become a double demon by exchanging blood. Then, the stronger bloodline of the demon lord can naturally suppress the blood of the Balrog, which is equivalent to removing the blood. Balrog's control over it. And then as long as you kill that demon lord, you will have no worries at all."
I have to say that this is a rather genius idea, which perfectly utilizes the demonization ability of demon blood and the strong prey of demon blood, but here, I encountered a little trouble.
"I can't find a demon with a higher rank than Cavins. He is the prince of the abyss. In theory, only the rank of Chaos Abyss itself surpasses him. Even if you find some demons stronger than him, I'm afraid it won't be possible. It works. Besides, we can't deal with a demon stronger than him."
But in a sense, we still find a way that is not a solution.
"Since the main trunk cannot be forced to turn, then try to guide it to the tributaries."
My soul fluctuations and Cavans are very similar. If I incarnate a demon, my demon blood should be close to his origin. In fact, it only depends on the quality rank. My original sin demon state will not be lower than that of the abyss prince. After the fusion of the demon blood of the same origin, the reins can even mistake me for the master, and once locked, I will naturally not let go, and then change my blood, perhaps, I can cut off and Cavans contact.
It sounds complicated, and there are many theoretical problems, but it is very simple to do. As long as I activate the incarnation of the original sin demon, I will transform into a demon on the side of chaos, and then blood transfusion is enough. If everything goes well, through a specific magic ritual to lead, It can make Grena from the descendant of Cavens to the descendant of Roland.
Of course, since the two are twins, genetically, there is no difference at all.
In a sense, when she has my blood flowing in her veins, she has indeed become a blood relative.
This is also the fundamental reason why I proposed to make Grena my righteous daughter in order to throw away my messy concerns.
At this moment, when I saw Grena lying on the side sleeping, I couldn't help but smile.
"Inexplicably, there is a descendant. Is this what it feels like to have a family... Wait, this plot is not right, what am I happy about, I am still a bachelor, and I have a blood-related daughter inexplicably, and A group of bear children."
"Snapped."
Suddenly, a bottle fell down and placed it in my ear. The black viscous juice in it was so familiar, wasn't it the "beauty soup" from before.
"Others, Amyra, have worked hard, please don't waste it, drink it while it's hot."
"Snapped… "
"Pa" has long been gone, and this time, before I could hit it, I was stopped first. It seems that this third repetition of the old trick is very difficult to succeed.
The cook Amyra's face was blackened, but she still smiled and seemed very proud.
"That, don't worry, drink it slowly, there is still a lot in the pot. Is that delicious? This dragon-fighting-flavored soup is specially prepared for you."
Countless bubbles just happened to emerge from the cauldron. Among them, the twisted skull suddenly attached to the surface of the water, coupled with the dark drink in front of him, was disgusting to the limit.
"Master, the gastric lavage equipment has been prepared, so don't wait for Mr. Amyra for a long time. Don't worry, when you hang up, I will go to Styx to ask your opinion."
"...Is it already premised that I will die? Unfortunately!"