Chapter 65 Birthday: Everyone Cheers [VIP]
"There aren't usually big waves in the Lunte Sea at this time of year, but you still need to be careful."
"Brother, you must be careful when you go back and don't get involved in dangerous things."
"I've always been cautious."
"but……"
"It doesn't matter. Edmund doesn't dare to be mean to me for the time being."
"In two years at most, I'll have a powerful army. Brother, just stay in Maga City and wait for me to come pick you up."
"Do you think of me as a princess who needs protection?"
"In my eyes, you are more fragile than a real princess and need more protection."
…
After some affectionate instructions, Xiao Yun returned to his fleet, and the two teams that left the port officially went their separate ways.
The people from Huajie who were traveling to Maga City for treatment with the Holy Grand Duke's fleet leaned against the side of the ship and waved to Xiao Yun to express their gratitude.
"Have a safe journey, Your Highness Lucien!"
"Your deep affection and friendship will be remembered by all of us!"
"Sir, once we're settled, we'll definitely go to Gaola to see you!"
"Lina will grow up quickly! Lina will be the young master's servant for the rest of her life!"
"Goodbye! Goodbye!"
…
Yaris's fleet gradually became small black dots floating in the blue sea. Xiao Yun on the deck smoothed his hair that was messed up by the sea breeze and signaled the ships to set off at full speed.
"Yes, sir!"
"Raise the sail—"
The fleet hoisted its sails and headed north along the coastline back to Gaola.
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…
When the intense and eerie blue-purple-red sky, unique to the Gola region, came into view like a slowly unfolding scroll, when the beautiful and majestic Talia Mountains appeared on the right side of the field of vision with an overwhelming pressure, and when the fishy odor of the turbid Kaz River rushed into the nose, the various tribes of the jungle who had been sold to Kukuchia in various ways over the years could not help but shed tears.
They knelt on the deck excitedly and prayed to the gods, thanking the great "Son of God" for bringing them back to their hometown which they thought they would never see again in this lifetime.
[You are the supreme and great messenger sent by the gods, you are the hope of saving this world!]
[Your words are God's words, your will is God's will, and we are willing to follow you anywhere and do anything!]
[……]
Even the Ya people, who were proud because of their appearance that resembled the legendary elves, knelt down and looked at Xiao Yun warmly and devoutly.
[You are a holy spirit from the Kingdom of God, and you will lead us back to God's embrace.]
(Are Ya people's prayers so unsociable?)
Xiao Yun was speechless.
Seeing this, Habib stepped forward and explained in a low voice.
Because of their naturally pointed ears, pale skin, slender build, and average lifespan of just over 200 years, the Ya have always looked down on other tribes, especially the Hamites, who have dark spots on their bodies. They believe their ancestors were elves who guarded the kingdom of God and were exiled to the jungle because of the mistakes of their human ancestors.
"Furthermore, because they are beautiful, rare, and resemble the elves in myth and legend, the few slaves of the Ya tribe that the Black Earl managed to capture were all sold to high-end venues in the Red Street."
Romila, whose body was stretched into a long strip and rolled up on the mast, made obscene comments.
"There, they were treated like noble ladies and gentlemen, fawned over and cosseted by clients. It was completely different from the experiences of the prostitutes and male prostitutes in ordinary brothels, not to mention the slaves taken to the arena and deep mountain mines."
"Are they really descendants of elves?"
"Hehehe~"
Romila laughed strangely: "Do you want to know the answer? Sir, you just need to switch bodies with me - ah!"
The spell necklace around her neck suddenly tightened, and Romila fell off the mast, looking weak like a snake that was pinched at the vital point.
"I, I know I was wrong... Please forgive me..."
"But I'll dare to do it next time."
Xiao Yun sneered and returned to the cabin.
"Just wait! One day, I will catch you and your brother. First, I will *****, then ******, and then **** hehehe ***** hehehe..."
After catching her breath, Romila lay on the deck and cursed.
Richard couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he dug his ears and asked, "Master, do you want me to throw this thing into the Kas River to feed the monster?"
Xiao Yun shook his head: "When we were in Kukuchia, he helped us."
“…”
After a brief silence, Richard said admiringly, "Master, your character is truly as noble as an angel in mythology. It is my honor to be your sword."
"I didn't expect you to abandon all the glory you've achieved in Kukuchia and return to Gaola with us."
Xiao Yun said sincerely: "Thank you, Richard."
"No, I'm the one who should say thank you."
Richard blinked, smiled, and shook his head.
"Why?"
"In the past, in order to catch up with him, I worked hard to hone myself, and finally succeeded. When I achieved my ambitions in the past and felt that there was nothing left to do and the only thing worth recording, I was very lucky to meet you, Master. Your nobleness and selflessness have made it clear that vanity has blinded us to its true meaning."
Richard looked up at the sky, as if he were showing off his martial arts and swordsmanship on the white sand of the Colosseum, reveling in the ridiculousness of watching something. I should abandon this superficiality and fight for my country and my fellow men on a real battlefield. Even if I end up with nothing, I can die contentedly.
"Yes! You said"
Lance clapped his hands cheerfully and clapped his hands side by side.
"You are the beginning of it all."
Richard looked at Lance warmly: "In order to pursue you, I became a gladiator, and your return allowed me to meet my master."
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…
Before we knew it, the fleet arrived at the dock.
Looking at the soldiers busy carrying things on the newly renovated dock and the slender figure of John Deere wearing a dark cloak directing the work in the crowd, Xiao Yun smiled sincerely.
(Teacher, your talent is enough to be the Prime Minister of a country, but because of my brother's request, you accompanied me to Gaola...)
"——Your Excellency the Grand Marquis!"
"Yes, it's me."
Xiao Yun, brought back to his senses by the shouts from the shore, waved to everyone skillfully.
The people on the shore saw that the lord, who came from a sacred family, was not only as handsome as a prince in a fairy tale, but also had a calm and gentle personality, was easy-going and considerate, so they took the initiative to wave to them and burst into warm cheers.
"His Excellency the Grand Marquis is back!"
"It's the young master! The young master is back safely!"
"The Lord is even more handsome than the rumors say!"
“…”
When the Shem and Sioux people who were busy working with the soldiers on the shore saw the faces of their fellow tribesmen behind Xiao Yun with their gifted sharp eyesight, their cheers were suddenly choked with sobs.
[Oh my god! The one standing in the second row behind the "Son of the Holy One" is, is Anya's cousin!]
[Brother! I saw my brother!]
[The "Son of the Holy One" kept his promise and brought back our loved ones!]
Even the arrogant pointed-eared people of the Ya tribe were brought back by the "Son of the Saint"!
[……]
Moved by this unprecedented feat, the Shem and Sioux people on the shore knelt down and prayed devoutly.
The tribes of the jungle who were rescued on the boat also knelt down and joined the torrent of prayer.
[Great "Holy Son," you come from the Kingdom of God. You are a flawless person created by God with His holy blood...]
[You possess a beauty that is admired both day and night, allowing all mortal beings to recognize you at a glance. You can understand all languages in the world, allowing all beings to understand the glory of God.]
You walk the earth, spreading kindness and tolerance. After the sanctuary is built, you will launch a war to end all wars, eradicating sin and ugliness forever...
[You are God's messenger. Your coming is God's will. Your words are God's will. We will follow you forever!]
(Is it really possible?)
Shocked by the piety of the tribes in the dense forest, Xiao Yun felt confused.
(…My relationship with them has unknowingly reached this point today, but can I truly live up to their expectations and become a true “Son of the Holy One”?)
(I am just a Chinese soul who accidentally drifted into another world, with even vague memories of my past life...)
(If it were Yaris, he would probably smile warmly in such a situation, as if he should accept everything with such confidence...)
【Accept everything at this moment, you deserve it. 】
Yaris's unique gentle and clear voice with a hint of ambiguity suddenly sounded in his mind.
Xiao Yun lowered his head and found that the crystal amulet given to him by Yaris was burning hot.
Life is often but a tool of fate. But you, my brother, possessing special powers, must not drift with the tide, becoming a slave to fate's oars. You should stand at the forefront of the ship, pointing the way for others.
(I see!)
Xiao Yun held the crystal amulet tightly, his eyes gradually becoming firm.
(Thank you, Yaris!)
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…
"Welcome back, Master."
John Deere walked through the welcoming crowd and came in front of Xiao Yun.
"Nothing big happened while I was away from Gaola, right?"
"So far, all matters, big and small, in the Gaola region have been running steadily along the track you set for them."
"Teacher, thank you for your hard work."
Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and then introduced John Deere to dozens of Kukuchia people, including Richard, who had voluntarily followed him to Gaola.
"Teacher John Deere is the youngest professor at the Royal Academy and my chief advisor. I hope you can respect him as you respect me."
"I am just an ordinary scholar. I was favored by His Highness the Grand Duke and have the status and position I have today by chance!"
John Deere smiled modestly and walked towards the hundreds of members of various tribes in the dense forest brought back by Xiao Yun.
[Everyone, welcome back to Gaura.]
(As expected of Mr. John, he mastered common jungle jargon in less than two months.)
Xiao Yun admired him sincerely.
But then——
[In order to help everyone who has been away for a long time to quickly adapt to the current situation in Gora, I have arranged temporary accommodation for you near the Black Castle. Please proceed to the area I have assigned to you in an orderly manner after disembarking.]
(Teacher, what are you doing?)
Xiao Yun frowned.
Out of trust in his mentor, Xiao Yun ultimately said nothing, although John Deere's behavior puzzled him greatly.
Seeing that Xiao Yun, the lord, had no objection, everyone naturally would not question it openly. Only the succubus Romila licked her fingers as she watched the tribes from the jungle disembark, revealing a lewd and somewhat unwilling smile.
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That evening, a grand banquet was held in the Black Castle to celebrate the lord's triumphant return.
People happily moved out all the good things from the warehouse and decorated the banquet hall dazzlingly. Before it got dark, the place was already crowded with guests.
Standing at the front of the team were the gorgeously dressed Earl Linus, leader of the Maga Knights, and the four border earls of Gora. Following them were important figures from the Milin Sioux and Shem tribes who immediately rushed to the Black Castle upon receiving the news, as well as the viscounts and barons who were the trusted associates of the four border earls.
The successful return of the Marquis of Gola filled the master's face with smiles and sparkling eyes, and even the sky of Gola became brighter than ever.
At the end of the team, there were densely packed village representatives dressed in festive costumes. They rubbed their hands excitedly and restrainedly, and their dark and rough cheeks flushed red due to the sun exposure.
- According to imperial tradition, commoners usually cannot attend aristocratic banquets as guests throughout their lives. In some areas, commoners are not even allowed to set foot in the castles of their lords. Moreover, the Grand Marquis of Gola, who invited them to the banquet, was born into a sacred family and was an aristocrat among aristocrats.
(This is a night I will remember forever!)
(Even if I’m too old to remember my own name, I’ll never forget this night!)
(Gora's future holds only light, for our Lord is light itself.)
(So nervous! So nervous! I didn’t dare open my mouth for fear my heart would jump out of it!)
(……)
In an atmosphere of excitement and tension, the messenger walked into the hall from the side door.
"music!"
As soon as the cheerful order was issued, the music of the harvest festival that the civilians were most familiar with immediately rang out in the hall.
(This music...)
(This is……)
(Oh…oh…it’s actually…)
Compared to the noble and elegant songs composed by court musicians specifically for the nobility, the folk songs from the harvest festival inevitably seemed noisy and vulgar. But for the civilian representatives who attended the castle banquet for the first time, this familiar music did greatly ease their nervousness and anxiety, and many of them could not help but hum along with the rhythm.
Then the Grand Marquis of Gaura came into the hall.
He has a face as handsome as a fairy tale prince. Although he has the oldest and noblest sacred bloodline, he does not have the arrogance and indifference of traditional aristocrats. His face is filled with a smile as warm and gentle as the spring breeze.
After a few brief speeches, he raised his hands and announced the start of the banquet.
"Come, eat, drink, and dance! Tonight, we are all equal!"
The music suddenly became cheerful again, and all kinds of delicious food were brought into the hall.
The most eye-catching thing was the huge barbecue that filled the entire long table and required the strength of four adult men to carry it in.
The surface of the barbecue was sizzling with oil, and it was covered with colorful fresh fruits produced in the dense forest. Fresh vegetables just harvested from the village were spread underneath. The servants in charge of cutting the meat kept cutting the barbecue and put them on plates together with the fruits and vegetables, and handed them to the waiting people.
Wine was also poured into everyone's glasses continuously.
Because it is located at the junction of the East Continent and the West Continent, the drinks served at the banquet include not only the common fruit juices, cider, ale, wine, and mead, but also precious liquids from the far East, which are brewed with the specialty grains of the East Continent and have a mellower and longer-lasting taste.
People ate and drank to their heart's content, and from time to time they crowded around the lord to express their admiration and worship to the handsome and noble lord.
Xiao Yun accepted all the kindness with a smile, and when the moon rose to the middle of the night sky, he took the initiative to walk into the crowd and played a lively love song for everyone.
Everyone gathered around him and listened quietly, moved by the softness and richness contained in the beautiful singing like a bird's melodious voice, and felt that their souls had been purified in the most thorough and purest way.
(As expected of the bloodline of the Holy Family, even their singing possesses the sacred power to purify filth...)
(Such a beautiful song, pure music originally sung only for the gods...)
(Like a bell ringing in the wind, like a skylark in the moonlight...ah, why...why am I here...)
(Ah... the pain is leaving me, my heart... my heart...)
(……)
Romila, who was eavesdropping on the song from a branch outside the window, was also moved by the pure and clear singing like moonlight. She thought of someone from long ago and shed tears for the first time in a long time. Then she gritted her teeth and cursed, "Humph! I don't need this!"
Unfortunately, even though he tried his best to resist, tears still flowed from his eyes continuously. For the first time in his life, his body made of magic felt the comfort that went straight to his soul.
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As the night drew to a close, the banquet finally came to an end.
Xiao Yun asked John Deere to leave with him.
"It's my honor."
John Deere smiled and walked with Xiao Yun along the moonlit corridor: "This is a beautiful night."
"Yes, it's a wonderful evening."
"During your absence, with everyone's assistance, I have completed the preliminary survey and assessment of cultivated land in the Gaola region and the census of the major settled villages. I will deliver the complete statistical documents to your desk before noon tomorrow."
"Thanks a lot."
"I believe the promotion plan for new crops like rice and potatoes you proposed when you left is highly feasible. Test plots have already been established in two villages near Black Castle, and we should be able to obtain the first batch of planting data before next spring."
"There's no need to rush to promote the planting of new crops."
"clear."
John Deere smiled shyly and added, "His Highness the Grand Duke sent twenty blacksmiths and five tons of high-purity iron ore to Gaola half a month ago."
"so much?"
"The army needs weapons and equipment, and farmers need iron tools to cultivate the land. The iron tools made from the iron ore Your Highness sent may only be barely enough."
"What you said makes a lot of sense..."
Xiao Yun smiled bitterly.
(Reality is not playing games. Gao La has too many problems to solve right now.)
John Deere, however, expressed relief. "Despite various problems, everything is running smoothly at the moment. This is a very fortunate thing."
"Yes, we are very lucky."
Xiao Yun paused: "Teacher, don't you feel tired?"
"Um?"
"During the time I was away from Gaola, you not only took care of everything I asked you to do before I left, but you also took care of things I hadn't expected. You even built a temporary residence for the monk who returned from Kukuchia."
"Sir, you really do mind this matter."
John Deere slowed down his pace and placed his hands on his chest in a gesture of submission.
"On the one hand, although they are the original inhabitants of the jungle, they have lived in Kukuchia, known as the 'City of Joy', for so long that their habits and ideas have inevitably changed. After returning to Gola, they cannot immediately return to the jungle life."
"On the other hand, there's a strong xenophobia among the various tribes in the jungle, especially among the Ya people, known for their arrogance. The few Ya people that the young master brought back from Kukuchia will most likely never be accepted back into their tribe, even though everyone knows they're pure victims."
"this……"
Xiao Yun thought of Aloya whom he met by chance in the temple of Kukuchia.
Unfortunately, she was abducted and sold on the red-light district. She was an innocent victim, but her family...
"So I prepared temporary accommodation for them. This way, even if some of them can't be accepted by their original tribes for their own reasons, they can still have a place to stay, rely on each other, and encourage each other."
"I see."
Xiao Yun sighed: "Teacher, your consideration is indeed very thorough."
"I just don't want to see tragedy happen."
John Deere said softly, "Once those around them learn of their misfortunes, even if they haven't faced any discrimination or exclusion, if their closest companions look at them with pity and sympathy, and speak to them with hesitation, they will still feel a strong sense of inferiority and anger. Tormented by these emotions, they will gradually fall into the abyss of darkness."
"Besides, our enemies are everywhere. They will not hesitate to lure those suffering into committing greater mistakes and become their spies in Gaola."
"I'm still too naive."
Xiao Yun gave a shy smile.
John Deere smiled softly upon hearing this: "Treating everyone around you sincerely and kindly is the most precious and beautiful virtue in the world."
"Thanks."
The two of them had already arrived near the bedroom.
John Deere stopped and said, "Sir, take good care of yourself and rest. See you tomorrow."
"You should go to bed early too."
"good evening."
John Deere saluted and turned to leave.
Xiao Yun walked into the spotlessly clean room and looked at the newly changed flowers in the vase, feeling extremely comfortable.
"Even though I've been away for a while, this place is... Romila!"
Xiao Yun suddenly turned around and stared at the shadows.
The attendants also became nervous and were about to draw their swords—
"Hi~"
Romila twisted her body and walked out of the shadows, with a slight redness at the corners of her eyes.
"I'm leaving, won't you see me off, sir?"
"Why should I send you off?"
"Because...never mind! It's not quite right to say this, but you brothers are truly special."
Romila complained, "Your brother is like the moon in the sky, far away and unreachable. People are drawn to his elegance and splendor, but they also know from the beginning that he doesn't belong to them. You don't have the excessive elegance and splendor of Yaris, but you possess a different kind of romantic temperament that is completely unrealistic. You are as gentle and warm as the spring breeze, as kind and lovely as a family member. Even I can't help but like you and want to be close to you."
"oh?"
"One day, I will sleep with you!"
Romila declared bitterly, jumped out of the window, tangled herself in a branch, and slithered away.
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