The Star Falls 835, November 7th.

Half a year passed in a flash.

Six months and one hundred and eighty days, although it sounds like a long time, for the civilians and extraordinary people who are living more and more comfortable in the era of the Great Demon Tide, this six-year peace in which wars happen is a precious and warm moment in their lives, but in this short moment, there are many things worth remembering.

First of all, at the end of May, the seventh prince of the Empire, Alva Delmond, was accepted as a registered disciple by the new legend of the Empire and the lord of the Northern Land. For the common people, this is just a topic of conversation after dinner, but for many nobles and ladies in the Morley Palace, it is a great news. This news means that the identity value of the seventh prince has been greatly improved and has stable guarantees. Even if Alva cannot become the future emperor, the identity of a legendary strong disciple is worthy of their investment.

Moreover, the seemingly failed competitor, Dimore, was not despised, because the Count of the North once mentioned at a private party with the Caos and his wife that the second prince of the Empire himself had great potential and did not accept it just because of his disagreement of ideas. He was able to receive such formal praise from a legendary strongman, and his previous performance in the army undoubtedly proved the possibility of Dimore.

Secondly, in mid-June of the same year, the Far South Kingdom recovered Ruer City.

Two years ago, on March 12, 833, Ruer Port, the last coastal city of the Far South Kingdom, fell due to the siege of more than 100,000 mad dragons. It was covered with acid and flames within a radius of thousands of miles, and was covered with ashes and white ground. It could be said that no grass grew. Now, more than two years later, the army of the Far South Kingdom, which finally slowly emerged from the pain caused by the dragon disaster, completely wiped out the remaining sea beasts and flying dragons in the ruins of many coastal ports, and recovered the ruins of these cities.

Although these cities have been completely destroyed and the remaining ruins are uninhabitable, they are ultimately the hometowns of many refugees in the south. The good news of restoring the entire territory has greatly helped the frustrated royal family to appease the increasingly turbulent domestic situation. The prestige has been greatly reduced, and it is almost impossible to order the royal families of various fortress troops to take advantage of this good news and issue their largest law in the past two years and should be the last law: the border autonomy order.

This decree is nonsense and complex and difficult ritual respect, in the simplest and most common words, "let go and leave". The Far South Royal Family is no longer able to rule the southern and coastal borders that have been ravaged by the mad dragons, so anyone who has the ability to rebuild urban villages locally and gather more than 500 leaders to maintain order, whether he is an adventurer, mercenary, free people, former nobles, criminals or foreigners, will automatically become the nobles of the Far South Kingdom. This decree has been recognized by the gods, and the Church of the Seven Gods and the royal family recognizes its sacredness.

When the border autonomy order was released, almost all the people in the world with certain ambitions and abilities were like sharks with bloody smells, cruising excitedly from all over the world. Everyone smelled the weak breath of the Far South Kingdom and the possibility of realizing their ambitions. It has to be said that this decree was a genius idea from a certain perspective. In the third month of its release, the Far South South, which was originally ruined and had nothing except ruins, had initially recovered some vitality because of a large number of foreign populations. According to the group of mages who specialized in this area in the Eastern Plain, at most one year, the Southern District will restore a certain amount of vitality and return to the orderly world, but in contrast, the Far South Royal Family will no longer be able to master these areas.

In July, compared to their human neighbors in the plains, the elves who were rooted in the southern mountains and southwest swamp areas seemed much quieter. Although the mad dragon two years ago also caused great damage to the elves around the Silent Forest, the elves that were originally scattered did not suffer much damage. In addition, the inland dense forest areas were not an advantageous area for high-mountain hilly creatures such as Feilong, so they quickly restored order after the war.

However, even the elves who have always seemed to have no presence had a big and small news at this time: After a grand and mysterious ceremony, the Elf King Court announced in the center of the Lake of Eternity that they had received the blessings of the ancient gods, the Elf Creator, and the [Father of Nature]. A mysterious plant seedling they called the "World Tree" was planted in the center of the nine mother trees of the elves, becoming a new holy place for the elves.

To this end, countless elves wandering around the world sent envoys, even going out to make pilgrimage to the south. The heat from the lowest level of blood encouraged these lives, which were based on tranquility and elegance, to make this "impulsive" choice without hesitation.

In August and September, two peaceful months, the entire continent entered the period of time to prepare for harvest in late summer and early autumn. During this period, the only thing worth mentioning is that the underground races in Xishan finally ended the civil war, and there have been envoys coming to communicate to the earthly world one after another. These races with exquisite forging techniques and ancient spells inherited from the last era were cautiously contacting their strange earthly world.

In October, news from the East China Sea occupied the main pages of all newspapers in the Mycrov continent. Due to the changes in the deep sea tide, the five major fishmen tribes that were originally isolated from the world and lived around the East China Sea Abyss had to migrate to the eastern coast of the mainland, where the ocean currents were relatively flat. They inevitably had friction and conflicts with the coastal cities in the eastern plains. The famous sea dragon knights on the mainland confronted the elite sea beast army for more than half a month, until the top leaders of both sides held a secret meeting for seven days under the auspices of Guantian Baita. The result of this meeting was that the fishmen tribe left the gem port of the fishmen, the sea dragon city area, which had a developed fishery. The legendary wizard Barbarossa will use his legendary power to work with the fishmen high priest to raise the continental shelf and artificially create five islands for fishmen to live.

There are rumors that some fishmen and humans are dissatisfied with this result, but for some reason, the top leaders of both sides tacitly suppressed all the restless voices at the bottom. It seemed that something was brewing in peace, like an ocean current in the deep sea, which could not be seen from the sea, but it actually existed.

"so?"

In Moldavia, the reception hall of the Lord's Mansion, Joshua, who had been resting in his hometown for half a year, raised his head from the newspaper. He casually raised his legs and asked lazily to the person sitting opposite him: "What is Godard (the high priest of the fishman), Barbarossa and Faina (the sage of the sea) willing to sit down and negotiate well, instead of fighting a tsunami that swept the entire East China Sea?"

"Okay, my friend, don't look for topics so bluntly." The middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the living room could vaguely see Nostradamus, who looked like before, didn't look up at all. He was holding a thick purple-bottomed and golden-patterned magic book, and was writing something quickly. The legendary wizard replied with a perfunctory attitude: "You know the best why they stopped."

"Actually, I'm really curious."

Shrugging, Joshua put the newspaper in his hand in the firefly's hand aside, and the silver-haired girl also respectfully presented a cup of tea and took a sip of the hydrogen and oxygen compound that was meaningless to him now. The warrior did not continue to ask, because he knew that he had no words to say before. The reason why Barbarossa and the others stopped was obvious, for the time and space distortion point in the near future, that is, the sacrificial grounds of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The history of the world has been greatly shifted due to his existence. In the original history, the eastern plains in this period had just driven out the last remnants of the Dragon Fall. Mycrov, who was seriously injured in the vitality, was very alert when facing the sudden appearance of underground races: the dark elves and the gray dwarfs. Faced with the weak and aggressive fishman who saw the ground races, he was even more straightforward and hostile. While watching each other's vigilance, the three legendary strong men in the east tried each other to a limited extent in the Far East waters, which caused a tsunami that destroyed several cities and medium-sized fishman tribes. At this point, the fishman camp and the human camp were hostile until the demon invasion.

Now, because of the existence of Joshua, the Crazy Dragon Disease has been vaccinated from the beginning, and the cult plague has been suppressed. The entire Mycrov continent has not been damaged by the conspiracy of the Five-Colored Dragon Clan, the Abyss and the Evil God Church. With considerable strength, the underground race and the Fishman Tribe naturally will not act too fiercely. Influenced by both, it is not surprising that the original enemy became the cold and cautious neighbor now.

Not to mention Nostradamus, a legendary powerful man who did not exist at all, because this great wizard who specializes in space and time is active, the Northern Empire discovered the existence of space and time distortion points earlier, which will naturally make all legendary powerful men look at it and temporarily stop being vigilant between each other.

"Are you going to set out after the end of the year?"

Recalling the message Nostradamus came to the north to inform him, Joshua pondered for a while, and he knew that this was the right choice. The end of the year was the busiest period for various forces. The countries on the mainland needed to prepare to survive the cold winter, and the fish people also had to dive into the warm deep sea. Only by spending the initial busyness, will the legendary strong men who presided over a country have extra time to explore the ruins in the void.

To be honest, Joshua was indeed a little too late. He had lived a good life for almost half a year. Not long ago, he even took a group of people from the Lord's Mansion to the Eastern Plain for a walk. He experienced a small adventure that was considered a pleasant one, but this kind of small fight could not satisfy him at all. The warriors who had been resting for a long enough time were looking forward to the coming of the next battle.

Thumb thumb.

The regular and clear knocks came from the door of the reception hall. Giothia and Nostradamus were not surprised. The warrior signaled Firefly to open the door, and the increasingly conscientious maid lady also elegantly went to open the door. A blond boy with a little nervous embraced a stack of paper in his hand and bowed slightly to the three people in the hall, saying, "Teacher, Master Nostradamus..."

"Come here, Alva, don't be so restrained."

Waving his hand, Joshua let the young man with weak legs approach him, suppressed by the two legendary powerful men, and then he took the stack of paper from the other party's arms and started to read it carefully. With Joshua's current information processing speed, the only reason why he could not finish these drafts in one percent of a second was that the paper was too low to bear the fast reading. A few seconds later, the warrior who had read Alva's topic nodded with satisfaction, and he handed the drafts back to Alva: "The homework is done well, politics, history, mathematics, philosophy, the origin of extraordinary power and the preparation for practical topics are all qualified, but the monster you plan to hunt next is the Ice Sea Shark Lizard? That is a high-level monster in the midst of the sea, which is too difficult for you."

"No, teacher." Although I was a little nervous at the beginning, it was obvious that the six-year tempering made Alva a little used to this kind of pressure. The blonde boy took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and then began to explain in detail why he chose that prey: "The 'life sublimation' and 'fighting steel armor' breathing methods you taught me allowed me to temporarily stimulate the high-heat power in my bloodline, and gather the flame coat that ignored the surrounding low temperature environment to move freely. The partners of Team No. 1 have already prepared bait to seduce the shark lizard. The five of us cooperated and there was no problem killing an ice sea shark lizard."

"It's still too rough, but I'm determined."

Joshua nodded undeniably. He did not blame the young man too hard, but waved his hand to signal that he had agreed: "Okay, go and prepare. I look forward to your success, but you have to remember that even if it fails, it is not a big deal. Let me remind you first: Shark lizards are basically 4 to 5 activities in one family, and the so-called one-on-one situation is basically impossible."

...

"Are you not afraid of failure to give birth? The Northland proverb: Without spring bees, there will be no summer flowers, let alone autumn fruits."

Seeing Alva walk out of the hall with some loss and distress, he can hear the whisper between him and the Squad No. 1 outside the corridor: that is, the Ivan Amira brothers and sisters, Karin and Neil and others. Nostradamus raised his head, frowned slightly, as if he was a little uneasy: "The level of power you taught these little guys is too high, it is a part of the 'legendary power' that extends from yourself, which is very dangerous."

What the old master said is indeed correct. These registered disciples of Joshua have formed a relatively mature five-person team through half a year of running-in. After a long period of planned basic teaching and practical exercises, they have roughly mastered the various special forces taught to them by Joshua. This has given these young and young girls who have not yet grown up to have the ability to work together to encircle and suppress a high-level monster with a peak of silver or even a golden level. The source of their power is the "kill technique" that Joshua analyzed his own power. Although the power of the legendary strong man is powerful, the difficulty of mastering is also incredible. For those who are not yet golden, accidentally will lead to self-destruction.

"That's up to me, I can only pull it away." In response to the master's doubts, Joshua answered a proverb that only he understood. He touched the head of the well-behaved firefly on his side, shook his head and said, "If it were ordinary people, I wouldn't use such intense means, it would only harm them. But it is obvious that the little guy who can pass the trial of the Divine Era Mist is definitely not ordinary people, and Nostradamus and Alva are not pure human blood, right?"

"Did you see it? That's right. After so long, you must have discovered it."

Blinking, the middle-aged mage looked like he laughed. He continued to lower his head, copy unknown words and sentences in his magic book, and whispered: "The ancestors of the Delmond family once intermarried with the diamond dragon and the golden dragon among the gem dragon and the metal dragon. There were even some fairy bloodlines in their bodies. Isrell knew how those guys attacked humanoids as big as a thumb. Isrell couldn't see it because of the sublimation of the legendary life form. In fact, every descendant of the imperial royal family is not a pure human bloodline."

To be honest, over the years, there are basically no pure-blooded humans in the entire Mycrov continent except for the psychic warlocks in the West Mountain Kingdom. Nostradamus did not say this sentence, but he just said: "A secret that is not a secret, the current queen has one-quarter or even more golden dragon bloodlines. She and Isrel are distant relatives. The combination of the two is to ensure the purity of dragon blood in the Delmond family. Don't say I told you the news that I told you."

He quickly told all this kind of thing, but Nostradamus did not have any nervous expression. After all, Joshua could guess such things, and it was indeed not an important secret at the top.

"No wonder..." No wonder..." No wonder nodded thoughtfully. Joshua recalled the situation when he met the princes and daughters: "I didn't see the eldest prince, and Dimore's aura and talent are indeed a little strange... The third prince and the sixth prince have a little fairy smell. Is Alva a golden dragon? It's really a heavy taste."

Where can you get better? Hearing the warrior's comments, Nostradamus raised his head with a disgusting expression. He first looked at the firefly beside him, and then looked out the window: There, the black dragon girl was playing a ball throwing game with the artificial intelligence floating in the air. As a light ball that can be projected at the same time by entity and magic, the small light was the thrown ball, and the legendary wizard could also sense the black-haired boy resting in the study on the second floor and the running rune crystal.

There are no humans in your lord's mansion except maids.

Because he didn't want to fight with Joshua in the void, Nostradamus wisely did not say these words. He just closed the magic book in his hand and sighed, "I'm almost ready and I'm going to go back to the void stargazing site."

"Then the road is smooth." He stood up at the same time as the mage, and Joshua accompanied Nostradamus to the top of the Lord's Mansion. He watched the other party enter the time and space gate, then turned around and stood at a high place to look around the entire Moldavia main city.

"I really don't want to destroy this peace."

After sighing softly, Joshua looked at his territory. The snow covered the main city in winter, and turned the four satellite cities that had begun to take shape into white. The snow on the street was transported to the suburbs by the recently developed special snow shoveling magic machine, which accumulated into a small snow mountain. It has been transformed into an ice-made playground by students and tutors of Winter Fort College. Many parents with time brought their children here to play. It even attracted many tourists from other parts of the empire and even from here to watch.

Anyone can enjoy this peace, but not by himself.

Because only by knowing the future self can you continue to maintain this peace.

For some reason, Joshua suddenly remembered a person as white as this vast earth. The figures of sages and sages in his childhood echoed in his mind. Somehow the warrior felt a little emotion in his heart: This is probably the thoughts in the sages back then?

And maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was fate, or maybe it was originally a resonance.

With the waves coming from the time and space gate again, Joshua, who originally thought that Nostradamus had returned, turned his head. What he saw was not the middle-aged legendary wizard who had returned to his prime, but the two unconscious petite girls in his arms, with anxious and confused blonde swordsman and purple-haired female wizard.

"Jothia!"
Chapter completed!