Soon, under the gaze of everyone, the knights followed Noah and rushed out of the Bluebird Tribe.
After the knights followed Noah and left, Ryan looked at the mess on the ground in the tribe and gave instructions to Melia beside him.
"Meliya, go find someone to clean up the bodies in the tribe and take them outside the tribe to burn."
"Yes, my lord." Melia answered timidly.
Melia trotted to a tribal warrior and said something. After a while, the tribal warriors began to stand up and pick up the corpses of the lizardmen in the tribe.
Ryan sat on the throne on the high platform, frowning slightly as he looked at the wounds on the bodies of dozens of tribal warriors that were still cracking.
With a wave of his hand, a fourth-level magic spell was cast: Healing Rain.
Suddenly, a dark cloud gathered above the heads of the tribal warriors. A light rain began to fall from the dark cloud as the warriors looked on in shock.
The drizzle fell on the soldiers, and in a short while, their wounds were healed.
Seeing the great power of their lord, the tribal warriors immediately knelt on the ground and saluted Ryan.
"Thank you, Lord."
Melia, who was standing next to Ryan, saw this and a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she spoke softly.
"My Lord, are you... a priest?"
Ryan nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
According to the information instilled in Ryan by the Land of Mist, magicians are priests of the Land of Mist who can control the power of nature.
"Sir, my mother was also a priest, but she died very young. My father said that although I am physically weak, my mental strength is very strong, and I am a good candidate to be a priest. However, I have never found a way to cultivate the skills required to become a priest."
"Sir, could you teach me how to repair chains? Melia is very loyal and will definitely help you with your worries in the future."
Melia pulled at the hem of her linen dress and spoke shyly, her face flushed.
Upon hearing this, Ryan immediately focused his magic power into his eyes and used them to observe the magic circuits in Melia's body.
Looking at the smooth flow of magic power in Melia's body, Ryan raised an eyebrow.
He is really a promising magician, with magical talents in four categories: fire, water, wind, and healing.
"Well, you can let me teach you how to repair chains, but not now. Wait until everything in the Bluebird Tribe is settled, then come find me." Ryan smiled.
"Really? Thank you, sir!" Melia quickly saluted Ryan.
Ryan nodded, and frowned again as he looked at the many soldiers carrying the corpses.
"Meliya, are there so few people in the Bluebird Tribe?"
"No, sir. Because we weren't sure if we could defeat the Lizardmen this time, my father had everyone in the tribe hide in the mountains early in the morning."
"I'll let them come back later. There are a lot of people in the tribe." Melia waved her hand.
"Oh." Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.
That's good. After all, population is the primary productive force. If the Bluebird Tribe only needs so many people, they will have to consider where to get more people.
Ryan stood up from the throne, and the throne immediately turned into flying sand and disappeared to the ground.
Walking down from the altar, Ryan said.
"Meliya, take me to the tribe's 'Guardian Temple'. I want to meet my future partner."
"Yes, sir, please follow me." Melia smiled and jumped in front of Ryan to lead the way.
It seemed as if she was very happy that Ryan had agreed to repair the chain.
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