Chapter 5 The Emperor's Blessing and the Locust Plague

"Forget it, forget it. I remember that there are still three months before the selection of Titan Knights in Mandala Principality this year. Let's solve the most urgent matter in the territory first."

Ryan closed the heavy books and signaled the servants to move the books back.

The servants subconsciously did it for a while, and looked at the lord awkwardly halfway.

"Do as he says. If we try to kill him in the castle, I will be taken hostage." Gao Gat didn't mind saying these discouraging words at all, "So I think it's better for us to cooperate."

Ryan was very satisfied to communicate with smart people. At least he didn't have to worry about many stubborn and stupid people ruining his health.

Gorgat stood up from his seat, but drew out his sword, and then said:

"But we have one last step to verify before we cooperate."

Ryan looked at the sword in surprise, and asked tentatively: "Do you want to swear a blood oath? I heard that people in your era worship blood oaths."

Gorgat heard this and was even more puzzled: "No, no, no, wound infection is very fatal, and no one has done that for a long time. I just want to take you to meet the great sun. You have to swear in front of Him that our cooperation is sincere, without lies and deception."

Ryan quickly followed Gorgat from the main hall of the castle to the church.

The priests stationed inside the Ironthorn Castle were still surprised that the lord came here before dark today. They just respectfully opened the door of the church and watched the two go in.

The priests who were originally practicing in the church offered praises, and were very curious about who this young man behind the lord would be. Could he be the next head of the Will family, the future lord of Turin?

The information about this person was passed to the church headquarters in Mandala Principality.

That is, Ryan Will's original body was only a branch of the family, and he didn't even live in the castle. These monks who had been with the throne for many years naturally didn't associate him with him.

Gorgat habitually half-knelt on the ground, holding the sword in his hand horizontally, and didn't look directly at the statue.

Ryan, however, looked at this rough statue of the emperor in his eyes with a sense of disrespect.

"Ahem--"

The priests coughed in dissatisfaction. Although most of the young nobles only believed in the great sun on the surface, they were far less devout than the poor people living in misery.

But those big men would at least do a good job on the surface and give face to these monks.

As long as these young men don't believe in heretical gods and indulge in sensual pleasures, the church can't do anything about them.

If the offerings that the nobles could provide far exceeded the useless wheat bread of the poor, the church would have wanted to force religious education among the nobles long ago to regulate this trend of disrespecting God.

Ryan didn't care about the expressions of these priests, but concentrated on looking at the statue, and suddenly said:

"I think his left hand should be a huge metal claw, it can't be left empty."

As he said, he was about to stretch out his hand to gesture what proportion and direction the metal claw weapon should be placed on the statue.

"Enough, Ryan, come and swear."

Gorgat advised, and Ryan knelt beside Gorgat calmly, without any taboos, raised his head and stared at the faceless statue.

Gorgat had already begun to pray devoutly, turned the sword in his hand and inserted it into the gap between the tiles, motioning Ryan to stretch out his hand and hold the sword with him.

"Under the shining of the great sun, our oath is unbreakable!"

Ryan also complained in his heart: My loyalty to mankind is also unbreakable! Emperor, these people don't even know that your version has been updated. They should change the statue to an image of a corpse sitting on a golden toilet (crossed out) throne, which is more in line with your current situation.

Ryan finished muttering in his heart and stretched out his hand. The next moment, the sword rose with golden flames, burning fiercely, spreading a layer of warm and hazy dreamy light throughout the hall.

Out of respect for the great sun, Gaogat was only surprised for a moment, then he regained his calm, quickly ended the oath, and the flame on the sword gradually extinguished.

However, some burnt patterns were left on the sword, and the meaning was unknown.

The two quickly left the church, and the priests closed the door.

"Hey, did you bury fuel oil under the floor? Aren't those things prepared during public festivals to show miracles to believers?"

"No, maybe the lord sent someone to bury it. It sounds to me that they just made a vow in front of the great sun, perhaps to show the sanctity of their vows. I heard that some grand dukes would wield flaming swords to hunt beasts and bring them back to their lovers in order to prove their loyalty to love."

On the other side of the gate, in the corridor leading to the castle area outside the church, Gorgat looked at Ryan and asked:

"Was that flame just now made by your magic?"

He knew that there were no large-scale festivals recently, and there would be no fuel oil under the position where he inserted the sword, and he had no firearms that could ignite the fuel oil.

Ryan suddenly stopped, looked at Gorgat, and asked in confusion: "Ah? No, no, no, it wasn't me. Wasn't that flame you prepared to use to play tricks on me and give me a warning?"

Both of them stood there in a daze. For a moment, Gorgat suddenly felt a little creepy. He pulled out his sword again with trembling hands. The gradually dimming patterns on it were things that did not exist originally. Even if they were not very conspicuous now, they would not be ignored.

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Ryan looked at the sword, suddenly swallowed his saliva, and tried to touch it with his mind.

Buzz!

The sound of iron clanging spread out, and the golden light flowed along the patterns, but it quickly converged without making too much noise.

At that moment, Gorgat holding this sword even felt that he could fight thousands of troops alone.

Ryan just wanted to say, brother, you are still too naive. With this sword, you can fight the Chaos Army alone without any problem.

Emperor, Old Man Huang, are you still there!

Give me a blessing too. I don't need to become a living saint, but I can upgrade my demon level (crossed out) in one go!

He patted Gaogat's shoulder with some envy and whispered, "I'm right, the Great Sun is the Emperor. With this blessing, you can rule the entire planet, not to mention reviving the family's glory."

Gorgat quickly calmed down and sheathed his sword. At this point, he couldn't help but trust Ryan.

He quickly said, "I will issue your pardon now, but when the Mandala Principality learns of this news, it will think that we are provoking the majesty of Grand Duke Anak, and the materials prepared to support Turin to survive the insect plague and drought may not be sent."

Ryan said calmly, "We have an old saying that a good life must be earned with one's own hands. I have said that I have found a solution to the locust plague. As for the drought, the water in the river is endless. As long as a canal is built, the problem can be solved."

Watching Gaogat leave, Ryan walked towards the guest room under the guidance of the servants.

When he lay on the comfortable goose down soft bed, his mind returned to peace, and he finally had time to examine his abilities.

The transformation ring on the waist can only be used to release huge light at present, and perhaps it has also subtly given his body the physical strength, recovery ability and reaction ability that far exceeds that of ordinary people.

The Evolution Truster on the chest is still not able to be pulled out, and even cannot be materialized in reality. Perhaps it needs to encounter something to stimulate it, just like when it encountered the zombies caused by the plague before.

And the Ultra Telekinesis, which is obviously responsible for the brain organ, or in this world it can be called psychic power, this ability also puts a lot of pressure on the body. It is necessary to figure out where the current ability limit is and which way to exercise and improve the ability of telekinesis.

After summarizing these abilities that belong to oneself, there is an unavoidable problem in the Warhammer world, the pollution of the subspace power.

With the protection of the power of light, the subspace power may not invade oneself, but one must always be vigilant. Sometimes one's body may not have any mutations, but the inner soul has become a toy of the four gods.

The emperor, who also involves the power of the subspace, just performed a cross-galaxy blessing in front of him, which is to show his presence and indicate that he is paying attention to this place. Or is it just a simple warning?

Because I, who have the power of light, can also be regarded as an outsider. For this galaxy that has been through war, it is still impossible to judge whether it is an enemy or a friend.

However, Ryan still has the confidence to face everything that may happen in the future and the challenges that will be faced.

Because the power of light in him can be traced back to Ultraman Noah and the black and white gods. Let’s not talk about the black god first. Just the power of Noah alone is destined for Ryan to come to this world to save people in distress, to rescue people from the dark erosion of the subspace, the upcoming extragalactic zerg, the green skins who are waaaagh all day, and even the hands of space mummies.

In order to achieve this goal, Ryan’s will must be extremely firm, which coincides with the purpose of the emperor.

That old bacon has no reason to trouble himself, they should cooperate.

After deducing this point, Ryan was relieved and slowly fell asleep.

I slept on a bed filled with hay all night yesterday, and today I can enjoy the comfortable experience of the nobility. It is urgent to improve the living standards of the lower class.

But tonight, let yourself rest well after a day of hard work.

The next morning, the sun just rose and reflected a light golden light on the horizon, and Ryan opened his eyes.

Well, today is another day to see the sun in the Warhammer universe alive!

Then it's time to solve the locust plague problem!

Ryan, who had just finished his breakfast, asked the servants to prepare paper and pen and follow him to find Lord Gorgat.

The latter was training in slashing in the courtyard. His blessed sword should have been hidden, and he was only using an ordinary one-handed sword.

"I want three teams of cavalry to look for locusts from three directions. It's best to equip them with crossbowmen to prevent encountering those flesh-eating flies. People without armor protection can easily have their heads cut off by those flesh-eating flies."

Ryan shouted, getting straight to the point.

Gorgat stopped training, wiped the sweat off his body, came to Ryan, and asked:

"I can trust you that you can activate Titan, but I didn't expect that you would really think of ways to solve natural disasters? You and I both know that agricultural production has been too dependent on a stable natural environment for a long time. Locust plagues may be indispensable to us. You don’t have to force yourself through hardships.”

Ryan smiled and said: "You don't have such a character. I have read many books before." He pointed to his head, referring to the books that Ryan had read before, and then said: "At least three hundred There has not been a large-scale locust plague near Turin in 2016, and it is even more unreasonable to talk about a drought. The river is nearby, and there are two ice-free rivers passing by. How could there not be enough water for irrigation.

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"The locust plague recorded in the classics originated from two factors, climate and the density of the locusts themselves. When the climate is dry, the moisture content in the soil is about 10-30%, which is the most suitable environment for locust eggs to hatch. But the land in Turin The irrigation frequency is fixed and the water is sufficient, but this condition is not met. In other words, this locust plague did not originate in Turin, but was driven from other areas. "

Gaugart wondered: "But the recent climate is indeed dry, and the two main rivers have shrunk a lot."

Ryan interrupted: "This does not affect the frequency of irrigation. Have you asked the experienced farmers working in the fields if they have found locust larvae before? Before the insect disaster occurred, did anyone warn that the locusts were about to enter the gathering period? You No! You nobles just stay in the castle and enjoy the good life, and then occasionally show mercy to the farmers and never think about solving the problem. "

Gogart lowered his head humbly and listened to Ryan's words, which he did ignore.

However, what is certain is that the locust plague did happen suddenly. The local farmers did not find the early signs of the locust plague, but suddenly, a large group of locusts appeared in the territory of Turin and wreaked havoc.

He asked sincerely: "Then what should we do?"

Ryan said helplessly: "As I said, find three teams of people to look for traces of locust movement. I have to find the traces of their movement to judge their next target, and then make preparations. By the way, as the lord, you are here in Manchu There must be spies in Tuoluo Principality or other lords’ territories looking for information.”

Gaugart did not deny this, nor did he say anything.

Ryan continued: "So, let your spies find out whether other lords or even the farmland of the principality have any records of drought or locust plagues. I believe we can find some key information from these messages that you have not paid attention to before. ”

Gorga nodded, suddenly frowned, and asked in a low voice:

"You mean that the locust plague might have been guided to Turin by some man-made force?"

Ryan blinked, "I didn't say anything. Lord, you can handle the political struggle behind it yourself. I will just concentrate on solving the locust plague."