Chapter 15 Blood Debt Repaid with Blood
More than a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Winter is coming again. The frost in the early morning dyes the earth white, and snowflakes are falling from the sky.
Nasir is a strange place. The weather is relatively mild and it snows every winter, but there is a subtropical jungle. There is still no reasonable explanation for this.
The Fisher family had moved to the town two years earlier and had already established themselves firmly in Nasir. Many wealthy people owed Irene favors.
Although many acquaintances were surprised at Irene's transformation from a fisherman's daughter to a supernatural being, the healing power she possessed was truly amazing.
Strength fundamentally determines status, rather than status determining strength. The people in the town of Nasir also tacitly stopped mentioning Irene's original background, and only said that she was a healing spellcaster with superb skills.
Sixteen-year-old Irene has grown a lot taller and her appearance has gradually matured. She has delicate features, fair and flawless skin, and long, smooth black hair that reaches her waist, which fascinates many men.
The rich men in the town began to pursue her one after another, but were all rejected decisively without exception. Irene had already decided to dedicate her body and soul to the great Lord of the Lost.
She considered herself a priest of the Lost Lord. Although there were no systematic reference books or canons on how to believe in the Lost Lord, most of the clergy of the Orthodox Church on the continent were unmarried.
Irene's cousin Byrne is seventeen years old. Due to his bad habit of staying up late to read, he finally had no choice but to wear the same gold-rimmed glasses as Robert.
Byrne and Robert had a very good relationship. He would often seek out Robert to ask about his experiences in the empire. During the conversations, he was always extremely excited and amazed, without any of the nervousness he usually had in front of strangers.
Apart from the affairs of the Empire, he was most interested in the Five Orthodox Churches and the gods, as well as the Northern Seven Nations Alliance, the only alliance on the Oden Continent that could confront the Empire.
More than a year ago, Byrne made the proposal to stockpile drugs after studying the historical event "purple fish tide", firmly stating that those purple fish tides would cause mass poisoning of residents on the east coast.
So the Fisher family initially took out five gold coins to give it a try, and finally gritted their teeth and went into debt to stockpile a batch of drugs to relieve toxicity.
Later, fishermen were indeed poisoned one after another, and the Fischer family was about to make a fortune.
However, an astonishing scene appeared. The Storm Bishop came to the east coast in person as soon as possible. He raised huge waves in front of everyone, shouted the name of the storm, and released powerful force to disperse all the purple-red fish tides!
That is the extraordinary person who is close to the third level "monarch" and can change natural phenomena with his own power!
Being slapped in the face, Byrne suffered from sleepless nights for several nights in a row, and finally realized that "past knowledge" might not be the truth in later time periods.
When people on the East Coast were cheering and giving thanks to the Storm Church, the Fisher family was on the verge of bankruptcy. Fortunately, not long after, Robert's Taylor family made a fortune by reselling the new thing called "steam engine"!
Not only did the Fisher family pay off all of their external debts in one go, they also had a fortune of around thirty-five gold coins left.
Lucius moved among the various clans, knight families, and wealthy businessmen in the town of Nasir, and made many friends, but he never had the chance to meet the Baron who seldom came to the town.
The Baron of the Hoven family is a relative of the most powerful man on the East Coast. He is the Governor of the East Sea of the Siat Kingdom and the nephew of Earl Hoven. There are even rumors that he is the illegitimate son of the Governor of the East Sea.
So even though Nasir Town was his territory, Baron Hoven often stayed in Fein, the only city on the east coast, and only came back once or twice a year, and always with a look of disgust on his face.
Tonight, the Fisher family held another family meeting.
There was a burst of warmth coming from the fireplace. Several core members of the family gathered in the hall. On the table were food prepared for the sacrifice.
Chris was two years old. The silver-haired baby was extremely cute, with big, bright eyes like two shining stars. He was brought to the hall in the servant's arms.
"You can go down now."
Irene nodded calmly, and the servant immediately bowed and left.
When little Chris saw the servant who had taken care of him leave, he turned around and looked at him reluctantly for a while, then sat beside him, playing with his fingers, quietly without saying a word.
Lucius frowned, and couldn't help stroking his chin and muttering:
"Byrne, how come Chris can't speak at the age of two? Is there something wrong with his ears?"
In two years, little Chris grew bigger and bigger, but he never spoke, and even uttered a few cries.
It does save worry, but it makes the three family members feel a little uneasy.
Byrne adjusted his glasses, shook his head and said, "I don't know Chris's condition either. This kind of thing requires a professional doctor's examination."
Irene squatted next to Chris and silently prayed to the great Lord of the Lost.
Great Lord of the Lost, I hope you can protect Chris and help him grow up well.
Like I said before, I'll pay any price as long as it helps Chris grow up.
Unlike others, she was at peace.
As long as the Lord protects me, even if my brother really has a congenital disease, it can be cured. There is no need to worry about it.
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As the night darkened, in the snow outside the town of Nasir, a group of jungle natives wearing animal skins and with black facial markings looked at the town with serious expressions.
That should have been their home.
A hundred years ago, the Syat people invaded the land of the East Coast people, killed their bravest warriors, abducted women and children as slaves, and drove them, who had lived here for generations, into the dangerous jungle. Afterwards, they even called the East Coast people so-called savages.
I'm afraid that even the combined weight of all the demons and evil in the world cannot compare to the slightest sin of the Syat people!
It’s no pity that all the Syat people died!
In front of the numerous jungle natives stood a burly middle-aged priest with scars all over his face. The determination and faith in his eyes made others respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
He is not only a spellcaster who masters "blood magic", but also a powerful warrior who inherits the bloodline of "Shadow Shark Tiger".
Ordinary first-level extraordinary people, that is, the "origin" level, are no match for him at all. Only the higher-level "metamorphosis" level extraordinary people can suppress him.
"Revenge is the will of the Blood Lord! It is also the long-cherished wish of us East Coast people!"
The inferior title of Bloody Demon has been severely abandoned by the middle-aged priest. Now the people on the East Coast call that mysterious being the Bloody Lord. Only the power of the Bloody Lord can help them defeat the Siats and regain their land and dignity.
He went on:
"Our civil war was provoked by the Syats, and all the deaths were caused by their schemes. Now we must make the incompetent and cunning Syats pay for everything!"
There was no way of knowing whether the civil war was actually instigated by the Syats, but the middle-aged priest knew very well that that was the only way to end the infighting.
The middle-aged priest's eyes were extremely solemn. In more than a year of civil war, a large number of East Coast people had been killed and injured. Now the remaining East Coast people had to do something to boost morale.
As long as he accomplishes this task, his reputation will be greatly enhanced, and he will have a better chance of winning over several priests who do not obey his orders, and finally completely unifying all the remaining East Coast people.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!" he growled sincerely.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
The jungle natives roared loudly, and everyone's eyes were filled with anger and hatred. A hundred years of oppression made every East Coast person feel suffocated.
"Tomorrow night, we will avenge a priest who died at the hands of the Syat!"
"Fischer, an unknown Syat family accidentally gave birth to seeds that have the ability to continue to breed sin. One of them gained extraordinary power and luckily caused the death of a respected old priest."
When the middle-aged priest said this, his voice suddenly became low, and the expressions of the jungle natives also looked extremely sad. The compassion of the old priest made people respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
"I believe that many of us have received his grace. In the hands of that priest, children were cured of diseases and the elderly were relieved of their pain. Now we must use revenge to seek justice for him!"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
He spoke again in a deep voice, and the many East Coast people wearing animal skins immediately responded with anger in their hearts.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
(End of this chapter)
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