Maple Leaf Courtyard, inside the Maple Cottage.

The girl sat at the dressing table beside the bed, taking care of her long hair, her silver hair falling down to her waist.

First, she used a comb to straighten her long hair and let it fall behind her shoulders. Then she pulled the two bangs on the side to the back of her head, holding them down with one hand, and then picked up the light red hairband in front of the stage with the other hand.

Use a hairband to tie the two horizontal bangs, and then adjust them to form a slightly larger red bow.

At this moment, a dreamy girl appeared in the mirror. Her long silver hair cascaded down to her waist. She was wearing an elegant long skirt with three layers: pomegranate red, light red, and pure white. Seven crimson roses were dotted on the skirt. Under the skirt were white silk stockings, which perfectly outlined the girl's slender and youthful figure.

Her crimson eyes were like clear crystal, and the two incompatible temperaments of innocence and charm were perfectly unified in her.

Ever since she transformed into the Demon Sequence, Loran Hill's pupils had changed from light blue to crimson, which surprised her at first. However, after several experiments, she found that as long as she transformed back to the Nature Sequence 2, Fragrant Wind Arborist, her pupils would return to light blue.

Today all the rabbit-eared tribes in the Tisilan Mountains will gather together for a grand ceremony to swear allegiance to her, although she said it was not necessary.

But the old patriarch said that without a grand ceremony, it would be difficult to change the old ideas and habits of many tribesmen.

Only a grand ceremony that is deeply remembered by everyone can break the previous habits and numbness, tear off the burden on the soul, and start over.

At the same time, such a grand ceremony can better confirm the status and majesty of Loran Hill.

In this age of imperfect order and lack of laws, the authority of leaders is, in a sense, a powerful form of order.

It spreads outward from the center, and everyone obeys the same will, the same voice, and the same command, thus breaking down the barriers between villages and integrating into a new system.

Therefore, in order to meet the needs of the ceremony, the girl had to prepare a dress, and also used the red madder from Maple Leaf Garden to dye some of the fabric red as raw material.

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That evening, the grand party began.

First, numerous large bonfires were set up on the original hills. As each bonfire was lit, flames shot up to three to five meters high. Around the bonfires stood circles of Rabbit-Eared Tribe members from all over the mountain range. Some had received the news and had traveled a long way, only arriving tonight.

The rabbits were chatting excitedly beside the fire. This kind of grand event had not happened for a long time. Some rabbits sang songs, and some beat drums to keep the rhythm.

Skewers of meat were being roasted next to the fire. The snake meat slowly turned brown, reflecting a faint oily sheen under the firelight. Then some salt was sprinkled on it, and the tempting aroma of meat began to spread around the fire.

Many of the rabbits that came had never seen Loran Hill and were a little unconvinced at first. However, when they saw the corpse of the terrifying giant snake being cut into skewers, a sense of admiration slowly rose in their hearts.

Being powerful and able to bring food, these two points have conquered the hearts and stomachs of many rabbits. Who doesn't want to survive? Even being loyal to a human has become an acceptable thing.

The continuous bonfires illuminated the mountains. In a flat open space surrounded by five hills, a huge stone platform was built.

At this time, an old rabbit with gray ears wearing a white robe stepped onto the stone platform. Behind him were the leaders and representatives from various rabbit-ear villages, all of whom were wearing white robes.

Two large drums were placed on both sides of the stone platform and were being beaten by several strong members of the Rabbit-Eared Tribe.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

The shocking drumbeats echoed in the mountains, startling countless birds and beasts at night.

In the dark forest in the distance, there were heavy shadows and occasional sparse sounds, as if a huge creature was slowly moving through it.

"My fellow countrymen, today, I stand here with representatives from various villages and have an important announcement to make."

Below the stone platform, thousands of rabbit-eared people silently gazed at their leader, awaiting his words. Countless rabbits also stood on the nearby hillside, gazing towards the central platform.

"Today, we will once again unite the various villages and tribes scattered across the wilderness and mountains into one unified tribe."

"For hundreds of years, we have wandered from the Sighing Mountains eastward, crossing countless mountains, to come to this land, just to find a place to rest."

"However, this dream has been shattered. The West Wind Kingdom is no longer the enlightened nation it once was, and the orcish Mad Fang Empire has long been buried in the yellow sand and dust."

"The number of our tribe has gradually decreased from 500,000 when we migrated here to 200,000 now."

"Every year, we hear that the settlements of our fellow tribesmen have been destroyed. Some were destroyed by attacks by magical beasts, while others were captured by the West Wind Kingdom."

“Why do we have to suffer this hardship?”

"Because we are too weak and have no fighting spirit!"

The old rabbit's deafening voice awakened the many rabbits present who had long been numb. The dignity and hope that had long been buried in the soil began to slowly awaken.

"Being weak is not a sin. The sad thing is that we indulge in this weakness and have no intention of rising up."

"Continuous retreat and compromise will never satisfy the greedy enemy. Between humiliation and war, they chose humiliation, and they will choose war again."

"I know that some of my knowledgeable people remember the lost past thousands of years ago, but they are unwilling to talk about it and no longer have confidence in themselves."

"Well, then, I will tell this shameful history to the younger members of our tribe."

"In the year 8143 of the First Era, the Crazy Fang Empire, with a combined force of 3.1 million soldiers from 182 tribes, faced the Mercury Dynasty on a long front across the High Dan Plains. Our Rabbit Ears' 300,000-man army was primarily responsible for transporting grain. During a small enemy attack, our ancestors shamefully fled, leaving the 300,000-man army defenseless. As a result, the granaries burned, and the Empire was defeated."

"From now on, our tribe will be despised and spurned by all other orcs!"

"Ashamed? Yes, very ashamed!"

"Once you have lost your dignity, you will lose more."

"This is why we can only curl up in this forest and slowly wait for death. From the peak of over 60 million, our tribe has dropped to less than 200,000 people now."

"Is this the price we pay for the humiliation we suffered back then? Even if it is, I think it's time for it to end."

"A week ago, a hero descended upon this forgotten forest. With her unwavering courage and determination, she slew the giant snake that was wreaking havoc on the area and saved several nearby villages."

"Not only that, she also taught us the cultivation methods of the Transcendental Sequence and various survival skills, such as planting, animal husbandry, and steelmaking. She is a benevolent and great being."