Mountain and Forest Kingdom

As winter gradually enters the frozen land, the port area becomes busier.

Every winter, most merchant ships come to receive the blessings of the stars. The long period of darkness and coldness here is not a bad thing for many large ships.

Especially those large ships that are more than thirty meters tall. The cost of building these large ships is high. Compared with the cost of damage and corrosion of the ship, it is acceptable to spend some time every year for maintenance.

Moreover, both sailors and merchants also need a rest period. In the eternal night, both ships and people hope for a peaceful healing.

In the morning, Dahir, who bought mutton pie from the street, walked into the Evernight Lighthouse in Dumu Port.

The Evernight Lighthouse is a newly built lighthouse in recent years. It is used to command ships. It is also the territory of the Dark Elf Night Watch.

Lawrence has always been concerned about the behavior of protecting food. Whether it is a dog or a human, there must be a clear sense of superiority and subordinates. If there is a strong awareness of food protection and xenophobia, it will definitely develop into aggression.

The night watchman group can exist alone, but the office space is also divided into multiple floors. In addition to the lamp tower on the top floor, the top three floors are for the elves, and the lower three floors are for the office of the anthropologists here.

The initial status of this group of dark elves was not high. They were originally sent as slaves and resettled. Lawrence often came to help suppress them. Later, he killed two dark elves because of their private marriages, and then successfully completed the coordination.

As the status of the dark elves within the family increases, it is inevitable that the status of these capable dark elf night watchmen themselves will also increase.

Therefore, Lawrence did not just place a group of people here at the Evernight Lighthouse. He mainly chose some port managers to work here, and it was also a guest house for some special people.

In an era when bloodline equals status, mortal archons who can talk to extraordinary beings have the qualifications to talk to dark elves to a certain extent.

In the eyes of extraordinary beings, these dark elves are actually slave-like existences.

As soon as Dashiel from Elf Brothers walked into the lobby on the first floor, he saw several people chatting around a stage that looked like a mushroom cap.

Several humans noticed Dashiel's arrival, but quickly continued chatting about their own affairs.

Dahir himself is a resident here, not a stranger.

"The location of the port is almost the same this year, especially the shelter in Wing Harbor is already full of large ships. Even if the foreign merchant ships pay more money, there is nothing they can do. I can only let them go to the Ice Port."

"It seems very busy recently, but it's not yet the time of Yongye. In previous years, the parking lot would only be full a few days before Yongye, but last year it didn't seem to be full."

"Several large ships have been launched this year. There are three more large ships in Haisenli and Hokuriku Kingdom. Their king is returning from the Storm Sea. The large ships will definitely be sent over to receive blessings."

"Our ship also needs to receive blessings. The shipyard has been busy this year, and it looks like the bonuses this year will not be small."

"Yes, praise your merciful Majesty the Prophet."

Several officials raised their glasses to praise the great prophet, and then continued to chat about the work of the past few days and the arrangements for the eternal night.

"The women in my family have become more and more lazy recently. I want to marry a new wife, preferably from Duruila."

"We can't buy slaves here. The prophet will break your legs if he finds out."

A man standing silent next to him suddenly said: "The prophet knows everything, and there will definitely be a little bee to report the news."

Everyone knew that the key was the last sentence, but the little bee who reported the news did not refer to the beekeeping witch Emma, ​​but to some whistleblowers who looked down upon others.

Another person said: "You'd better take advantage of this period to get married quickly. I heard Mr. Fleiss, who was drinking, saying that the prophet is discussing a bill on marriage, which generally prohibits men here from marrying women from outside, unless they are You have made a great contribution, otherwise you cannot accept people from outside in the name of marriage."

"Really?" This news was obviously too early, and many people didn't know it.

The person who reported the news whispered: "It should be true. Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Fleiss said it while drinking and playing cards. When he woke up, he asked us not to tell anyone."

Fleiss was a valiant warrior, but not a good insider.

There are many things that Lawrence cannot discuss with his generals, and the secrets will be leaked in advance as soon as they are discussed.

Sometimes I don’t want to generalize, but this is a matter of nature.

A man raised his glass and said angrily: "It must be those women's idea! They can't get married and always complain to the prophet. I know it's them!"

The others hurriedly said: "There are too many people coming from outside. During the summer, we have been saying not to let outsiders in. During the autumn harvest a while ago, we discovered a stowaway boat. There were hundreds of Westerners stowaway on one boat. When the prophet found out, he was very angry and killed the ship owner who collected the money, as well as several of our people who had collected the money.”

"They deserve to die! If we let so many people in, our place will be messed up by them, and then there will be refugees everywhere! Our place is not a slum!"

Although this is an area where 99% of immigrants are from outside, everyone here has gradually developed a sense of xenophobia, and only those who have not yet boarded the bus are being queued.

There are no aborigines in Dumu Port. Almost all the aborigines here are dead or have settled permanently in Shanfeng Manor.

From a few years ago, the ownership of this land has always been Lawrence. Lawrence is the owner of this land, not any Dumu people.

It's like a group of monkeys occupied a fertile land, and then humans drove away the monkeys. Only people with mental problems would say that the owners of this land are monkeys.

The owner of this land is Lawrence, and everyone is Lawrence's slave, so logically speaking, everyone who comes and works for Lawrence is a local.

Dashiell had already walked up to the second floor and was almost finished with the mutton pie in his hand.

When there was only the last bit of dough left, Dahir walked to the window of the tower, lifted the pie crust in his hand, threw it to the gloomy sea in the distance, and stood in front of the window with great ceremony. I closed my eyes in excitement.

"To the spirits of the harbor! Praise be to the prophet of mercy!"

After whispering softly, Dashiel quietly left the window and continued walking upstairs along the stairs.

The cultural difference made Dashiel unwilling to thank the elves of the mountains, so he thanked the elves of the port.

Unlike her brother who stays bored in his house in the country all day long, this elf sister who looks like a fat aunt prefers a lively life, so she completes her consumption tasks here in Dumu Port.

The brother's money was used to buy materials and hire workers to build a house and cook, while the sister used her and her brother's money to live in the city.

Dashiell, who returned to his separate room, quickly began to wash his hands, comb his hair, and arrange his clothes.

"I'm running out of money. I'm going to see the prophet."

***

Lawrence is studying territorial law. When he recently went to a church and convent to listen to the complaints of priests and nuns, many priests and nuns said that many women and girls went to churches and convents to complain, saying that men in the territory always mix with women outside and want to have sex with them. They divorce and marry cheap women from outside.

The church itself is a building that protects the people's hearts and minds in the territory, and is mainly targeted at the lower class population.

The monastery was a window for noble women and female intellectuals to express their opinions. At the same time, the monastery also shouldered the task of conveying the opinions of the wives and daughters of generals and the opinions of the middle and upper classes.

Some businessmen and nobles only thought that the monastery was a place for Lawrence to choose women. In fact, this place was only valued by Lawrence for its financial significance.

"Only unmarried men with jobs can marry outside the marriage. At the same time, three-quarters of the colleagues in the unit must agree. The person in charge of the work unit will help arrange the marriage. This is more conducive to daily teamwork."

"Generally, when such people work hard and strive for marriage, they will be attracted by other women, and they will be recommended by their relatives and the like."

Lawrence thought about very evil things and discouraged them from marrying outside by encouraging them to marry outside.

Soon Lawrence was in trouble again, "But fresh blood is also very important. If you exclude foreigners for a long time and do not accept fresh blood, it is easy to cause problems, and it is easy to form stubborn local forces."

"It is necessary to marry outside the home. Marriage does not have to be completely free, but it cannot be completely unfree."

"Forget it, let nature take its course."

Lawrence quickly developed crude methods that saved time and effort, adding punitive measures in addition to encouragement.

If a man who marries an outsider continues to live with a woman in the Kingdom of Stars, he will have to pay more taxes, and the woman who comes in can get a divorce, but she cannot marry someone from the Kingdom of Stars within the boundaries of the Kingdom of Stars.

Women who marry outside the country have nothing to do with their marriage. If they stay, they must serve in the army and participate in clothing, fishery, food production and processing for more than ten years.

Both types do not allow the male and female family members to bring their families over. They only allow seven days of family visitation per year, and only a maximum of five people can come.

Exceptions are those with outstanding technical talents, warriors with great knightly strength, and talents in technical fields such as poetry, art, tailoring, food, wine, and animal husbandry.

If a nobleman marries a foreigner, he will be demoted one level, and his children will not have the right to inherit, and the land and territory will belong to the public.

Lawrence must curb the trend of marrying outside the family at this stage. This era really has the influence of blood. What Lawrence needs is a group of elite warriors with ice blood, preferably pure blood.

If a race is really better than other races, then only the enemy will think of diluting this excellent bloodline.

At present, the basic market has been stable, with millions of people to support it, and the demand for population is not urgent.

Since coming to this place, the main force in opening up territories has always been the barbarian troops, and Lawrence now has multiple pure-blooded barbarian troops under his command.

No matter how many times he told the outside world that he was a Star person when he came here, in fact Lawrence had always encouraged intermarriage among the Valkyries, Sidels, and Pumixiu people, excluding the Durila people who had also made many achievements and hard work. .

The bloodline of extraordinary beings such as wizards cannot reproduce on a large scale, but barbarians can, and it is the local barbarians who provide Lawrence with the main force of belief. Lawrence is not on the side of women, he is even more extreme.

Those women who complained were actually a group that Lawrence had not paid attention to. Lawrence had long recommended the real barbarian women to all the unmarried talents.

Men in the Ice Land are actually not picky about women. In addition, there is plenty of food at home, and there is endless food and wine if they dare to go out to fight, so it is very easy to raise more women.

The remaining women are either mentally ill and disabled, or they are outsiders. As long as they are normal women, they will not worry about finding a husband.

Lawrence strongly did not recommend it, and even seriously asked his generals and young people not to bully the weak.

After thinking for more than an hour, Lawrence suddenly came up with a surprising idea.

"If I continue like this, won't the Land of Stars turn into a barbarian kingdom full of barbarians?"

Lawrence frowned, "There's nothing wrong with it, right?"

Are there any downsides? no.

As long as there is no disability or mental retardation, such a powerful country with a strong ethnic group will definitely be more cohesive than a country composed of a group of immigrants.

"Barbarians don't sound good. It's like the wizard wants to change his name. From now on we will be of the Ice Bloodline."

A long-term population plan has roughly taken shape. Lawrence needs to strengthen his base and establish a kingdom of ice blood.

"Master, Dashiel is downstairs asking to see you."

The female guard's voice came from outside the door, and Lawrence quickly said: "Let her in."

Not long after, chubby Dashiell walked in.

"Your Majesty the Prophet!" Dahir bowed respectfully to Lawrence.

Lawrence looked at the chubby Dashiell and said, "Dahil, the last time I saw you was when summer had just arrived. After summer and autumn passed, I felt that you had gained some weight."

Dahir smiled and said: "The food here is good. I have to eat five times a day. Sometimes I get hungry while walking. I can eat whatever I want."

Lawrence was also in a good mood, "Thank you for your hard work. I read the report given to me by the port. Your digging ability has helped us a lot during this period. Has the money been spent? I will give you another fifty thousand copper coins. You Spend it as you like, just remember to go to the tunnel team in the mountains or help out at the port when you have time."

Dashiell helped a lot. It only took her a day or two to dig out a tunnel that would have taken a long time for Delenn's ability. One person could do the work of a thousand people, saving time and effort.

For example, digging a 100-meter tunnel in a mountain more than 100 meters high is worth even 10,000 times the salary, not to mention a thousand times the salary.

If the average worker pays 3,000 yuan, 10,000 times is only 30 million yuan. 30 million yuan can cover machinery, materials and various expenses, which is absolutely cost-effective.

Dashiel's ability is not only worth a thousand people, but it is not an exaggeration to be worth five thousand people in this era. Especially his help in coal mines and transportation is a hundred times stronger than Salil's small-scale weather prediction ability.

In terms of work, Delenn, Lathander, Salil, and Sophia couldn't match Dashiel's casual efforts.

The difference between bloodline and talent is so huge.

Once upon a time, Lawrence was also a simple young man with the idea that man could conquer nature. However, after being constantly beaten by life, he became a supporter of the blood theory like Delenn and others.

Lawrence was particularly generous to such a capable and easy-to-get-together witch, and took the initiative to say: "If you have nothing to do in the winter, you can spend the winter here in the building. The food here is richer and more lively."

Dashiell was also very friendly to a powerful and generous wizard like Lawrence, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Merciful Prophet!"

Dahir took the initiative and said: "I heard that there has been no movement from the Green Forest Kingdom. Do you need me to do anything?"

The memory of his hometown is no longer so clear. Dashiel himself is an elf from a small village and does not take the Green Forest Kingdom seriously.

Moreover, the Elf Queen asked everyone to do this and that, and the reward was only a little fruit and rough flour and sawdust.

After coming to Lawrence, I found that the value of my labor was so huge and amazing, and I became even more dissatisfied with the Elf Queen's oppression!

"No need." Lawrence did not intend to start a war against the elves.

On the one hand, many soldiers on his side will die, and on the other hand, it is not a good thing to scatter the elves. Those elves who have lost their country are more likely to be promoted to assassins.

The national and strategic levels are not considered. Lawrence only considers his own basic base and security issues. These alone are enough to decide everything.

As for the future, Lawrence will not care about it.

I myself am the future!

Dashiell nodded, "Then I'll go back and pack up. I've bought a lot of things I like in the past few months. Can I stay here tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"

Lawrence smiled and said: "You can do it anytime, today, and always in the future. You don't have to worry, you can do whatever you want. I'll write you a note when I leave. You can just go to the monastery to get the money when you go back." If you encounter a problem that cannot be solved with money, remember to come to me and I will help you solve it."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Great Prophet!" Dahir agreed respectfully.

Lawrence rewarded him with some food and desserts, and asked the tailor to tailor winter clothes for the chubby Dashiell.

After leaving the castle, Dashiell rode the big moose he bought towards the forest to visit his brother Shuda who lived in the forest of South Town.

Most elves are used to living alone. They often live alone for two or three years before meeting their fellow elves once, chatting for a while and then leaving. There is no tradition of taking care of food.

Dashiell was used to the bustling town life, and today she received another reward from Lawrence. After becoming rich in material things, she had the idea of ​​​​visiting her brother, and also wanted to share the joy.

As soon as he approached the wooden house where his brother Shuda lived, Dashiell, who had a keen sense of hearing, heard the sound in the woods behind the house, and quickly stopped the moose.

Dashiell's long ears were not just for decoration, and he quickly twitched them to more accurately capture the faint sounds hundreds of meters away.

This chubby elf sister not only has great strength, but also has excellent vision and hearing. She can even sense the sound of water flowing up, down, left, and right through several meters of soil.

"Shuda, go back, the village and the queen need you."

"You go, I've escaped and I won't go back."

"I know you had a hard time after escaping. These humans will not believe you. They have been enslaving you. They also laughed at your appearance and said you were a goblin."

"No! These are all things that don't happen! So you all think of me like this, you bastards!"

"Shuda, you have always been alone. Of course you don't know that the humans outside are doing one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes. I know you are used to these things, and you are also afraid of being punished by the queen when you go back. Don't worry about this, kindhearted The Queen has forgiven your sins, you just need to go back and continue growing wheat for the elves and you will be fine."

"Get out of here! Or I'll kill you!"

"Shuda, have you forgotten your fat sister? If you continue to live here, she will be laughed at here in the future. He doesn't look like an elf like you. No one in our village will laugh at you. You can also live quietly, but in a human village, your sister will definitely be humiliated and look like the fat pig here, just like the big sow I saw behind your house."

Dashiell's face was red, and his two ears that were usually parallel to the ground were tilted upward because of anger, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent!

Even tears overflowed because of anger!

"Brother! Catch her!"

Dahir quickly rushed forward, using a savage charge that was more brave than the wild boar Pidgeot.

The elf opposite Shuda was quickly shocked. The person in the gray-green cloak was not a male elf, but a female elf.

Shuda didn't make a move against the female elf, probably because she was familiar with her.

But when the female elf continued to use words to persuade him to surrender, Shuda no longer missed the old relationship, and quickly captured the female spy with his sister.

The female elf is light and agile, and is obviously better at fighting than Shuda, but she ignores Dashil, the elf sister.

Because I didn’t have much contact with him and had never fought before, I didn’t expect Dashiell to be so strong in all aspects. (End of chapter)