Chapter 40: Infrastructure: Light of God [VIP]

Everyone - including the Shan and Sioux tribes, the knights of the Maga Order who came here with Xiao Yun, and the sage who was hailed as the smartest being in the jungle - lost the ability to speak, move, and think at this moment. They were at a loss, motionless, like living statues!

Without exception, their eyes were attracted by Xiao Yun, or rather, attracted by something on Xiao Yun who was slowly getting up.

It was an incredible ball of light that enveloped the entire body of the Great Marquis of Gola, and with the Great Marquis's body as the center, it emitted a wonderful, soft silver light in all directions.

Everything in the world loses its meaning at this moment.

Everyone—whether they were petrified by the shock of the light, or Xiao Yun, whose entire body was enveloped by the silver light—all remained motionless, as if any movement from anyone would break the incredible moment and bring devastating disaster to the world!

In the suffocating silence, time still flows.

No one noticed that the sun in the sky was gradually setting with the arrival of evening. The already dimly lit forest became even darker and gloomier, making the light on Xiao Yun's body appear doubly brighter!

finally--

The sun set completely and the moon rose slowly. The soft silver light emanating from Xiao Yun's body and the pale moonlight shining through the dense leaves complemented each other, creating an indescribable brilliance!

[——Ahhh!]

I don't know who screamed.

Space resumed its flow, and astonishment and fear transformed into amazement and ecstasy that swept through the body.

[Did you all see that?]

The sage opened his arms and shouted loudly.

That light! Undoubtedly the light of God! He is the Son of God! The Son of God with divine blood flowing through his veins!

[“Son of the Holy One”!]

[“Son of the Holy One”!]

[“Son of the Holy One”!]

The Shem and Sioux cried out in unison.

Immediately afterwards, all the people gathered around the circular plaza - whether they were from the Sioux or the Shem tribe - all rushed towards Xiao Yun, wanting to kneel down and worship the "Son of God" prophesied in ancient mythology as close as possible!

Habia, who refused to admit defeat after being thrown down twice, now prostrated himself in front of Xiao Yun, kissing the dust at his feet devoutly.

The sage also walked up to Xiao Yun, knelt on his knees, crossed his arms over his chest, and uttered a hoarse but clear oath:

[According to the ancient covenant, from now on, the Shem people are your slaves. No matter where you go, we will follow you steadfastly! We will obey your orders, fight alongside your friends, and crush all those who oppose you!]

[No matter where you point us, even if it's the sea of ​​fire in hell, we will charge forward without hesitation and fight to the last man! After death, we will return from hell as undead souls and continue to fight for you!]

[Because you are God's messenger, your coming is God's will, your words are God's will, and we will follow you forever!]

[Follow you forever!]

[Follow Forever!]

[Forever! Forever!]

The entire Shem and Sioux tribe swore an oath and shouted in unison, which aroused a strong echo.

[forever--]

[forever--]

"I accept your loyalty."

Xiao Yun, who was believed by everyone to be the shining "Son of God" in the ancient prophecy because of the overflowing light of repair, spoke calmly, raised his head, and looked at the night sky that was cut into countless pieces by the branches and the proud and broken pale moon in the night sky.

(Thanks for fixing my body, LA.)

[Duty.]

…

After calming down, Xiao Yun glanced at the wooden table piled with various foods prepared by the Su tribe to entertain the guests, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

(Houji, the God of Agriculture card! Activate!)

With the card faces superimposed, he walked to the wooden table and took out a small red fruit slightly larger than a thumb from among the colorful fruits.

The crowd suddenly quieted down, and all eyes fell on Xiao Yun.

"I don't know what you call this fruit now, but in the Eternal Empire era, it was called the Saint Red Fruit. It could grow as big as my palm and taste sweet and sour. You can eat it raw, peel it and make Saint Red fruit jam, or use it as a vegetable in at least a hundred different dishes."

Then, he picked up a few seeds of the genus Rice in the grass family, which were covered with light yellow bran and scattered among the food.

"Did you know that these seemingly insignificant grains were extremely important crops during the Eternal Empire, on par with wheat and barley?"

[Oruze actually...]

(It turns out that Rice in this world is called Oritz.)

Xiao Yun remembered this information and continued.

"As a food crop, Orritz not only satisfies hunger but can also be used to make wine and sugar. Furthermore, because its cultivation time is staggered with that of wheat and barley, the people of the Eternal Empire, even in the early days of civilization, had already mastered staggered cultivation to achieve at least two harvests a year, and in some areas, even three. Therefore, in your mythology, your ancestors lived in a beautiful world without hunger or cold, where they had enough to eat every day."

"And I, born knowing how to get Oriz out of the wild forests, how to increase the yield of barley and wheat, and how to stagger the planting seasons..."

"You said..."

The Semitic sage was completely stunned.

An outpouring of worship bordering on terror.

Your fingers are so straight and soft, and your skin is so soft, yet you can...

"None of us have ever seen anything from the Eternal Empire. You are younger than us, yet... this is undoubtedly an oracle!"

[It is indeed the "Son of God" prophesied in mythology!]

[Follow the "Son of God"!]

[Be quiet! Be quiet!]

Habib shouted, interrupting the quarrel.

[Don't disturb the conversation between the "Son of the Saint" and the Great Sage!]

The crowd quieted down again, and countless pairs of eyes followed Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun walked up to the sage holding the rice and asked, "How much do you know about the Eternal Empire?"

"I……"

The sage shook his head and said helplessly, "I know no more about the long-destroyed Eternal Empire than the Em magicians who came to the dense forest to unearth its legacy. However, what you are describing now completely overlaps with what I know. Aside from the different names for some items, the rest of the descriptions are almost identical."

"I see."

Xiao Yun looked at the people with sharp eyes sincerely and said frankly:

"Honestly, I don't know how the 'war to end all wars' mentioned in the ancient myths you follow will unfold, nor do I know where the fate of the world will ultimately lead. The only promise I can make now is that I will do my best to lead you out of the dense forest and restore the glory of six thousand years ago, and -"

"Follow me, and you will gain not only a future, but also death and war. Think carefully!"

"The horn of destiny has sounded. It is our duty to follow you! It is our honor to fight for you!"

The sage raised his hands high and shouted with all his might.

Everyone present recited in unison.

[Fight! Fight!]

[Glory! Glory!]

[Trampling death! Until the last moment!]

…

…

It was a beautiful morning, full of greenery, blooming flowers, birds perched on branches and singing crisply, leaves rustling in the wind, and life unknowingly welcomed the sunrise, and the sunlight illuminated the sky with rich colors unique to the Gola region.

Standing at the edge of the dense forest and looking around, you can see the graceful and gentle Talia Mountains in the back, which serve as a natural barrier, persistently and steadily resisting the gravel-filled winds from the Death Desert. In front of you is the Kass River emitting a deep blue light. The ancient river meanders and flows, tirelessly nourishing the Gora, extending to the invisible distance.

Xiao Yun rode his horse, followed by Lance, Mung and others, and happily returned to the Black Castle along the road lined with wild flowers and green grass.

Along the way, I saw wisps of smoke rising from the villages on the banks of the Kashi River. Farmers in simple clothes were working hard on the land where crops had just grown. Children were chattering and jumping around in the fields.

Mong couldn't help but feel refreshed. He tightened the reins and chased after Xiao Yun's horse, saying with emotion, "What a satisfying sight! I have reason to believe that under the master's governance, Gaola will become a prosperous place comparable to the royal capital."

"This moment is indeed very beautiful, but——"

"But what?"

Confused, Monger asked, "Are you worried about changes in the future?"

"Yes."

"But--"

Monger was puzzled.

"The settlers who settled here willingly accepted your rule. The four earls, led by Bruno, pledged their loyalty to you after witnessing Louis's misfortune. The Sioux and Shem tribes bowed to you after what happened last night. Now, in Gola, there's no power left to hinder you."

"As for the capital—under the glorious light of His Majesty the Grand Duke, even the tyrants dare not act rashly."

"——His Excellency the Grand Marquis! It's His Excellency the Grand Marquis!"

"Long live His Excellency the Grand Marquis of Gaura!"

"Your Excellency, Grand Marquis, please give my regards to your brother!"

"Long live!"

“…”

As if to confirm Munger's words, the farmers working in the fields stopped their work and cheered excitedly when they saw Xiao Yun and others passing by.

The children also came with wild fruits and flowers from the mountains and surrounded Xiao Yun and his horse.

"Your Excellency, the Grand Marquis, please accept the wreath we made."

"Sir, these fruits are for you!"

"Your Excellency, Grand Marquis, you are so beautiful, like a prince in a fairy tale."

"Your Excellency, may I touch your clothes?"

“…”

Listening to the innocent voices of the children, Xiao Yun smiled knowingly.

At this moment, Xiao Yun suddenly felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He looked at the source of the discomfort: standing in the shade of a tree at the edge of the dense forest was a black-haired young man. He had a slim figure and was extremely handsome, but he made people feel extremely uncomfortable, as if his entire body was made of some obscene substance.