Throne of the North.

Chapter 297: Contract and Tickets with Master Xisu (Subscription Request)
The very day after the war ended, news came from afar that shocked the War Bear Tribe.

"The army of the Crazy Bear Tribe stopped the retreating army of the Violent Bear Tribe. They had a war, and in the end... only less than 300 people from the Violent Bear Tribe escaped."

The Mad Bear Tribe is the farthest tribe, but also the largest, with more than 30,000 people.

At the same time, they also occupy the last city in this world, in the north, the closest place to the northern border.

Finally, the Mad Bear Tribe is the name given by the War Bear Tribe, and they call themselves the Mad Bear Royal Court.

The Violent Bear Tribe also calls itself the Violent Bear Royal Court, indicating that they are the legitimate successors of the Frost Lord and the descendants of the great Frost Lord.

It is for this reason that the Mad Bear Tribe and the Violent Bear Tribe attracted many people from small tribes to migrate in because of their names.

Because of the stubbornness of the War Bear Tribe, nothing good happened.

After all, the civilization of this world was once prosperous, rather than being barbaric and primitive like the mountain world where people lived in tribes.

The Royal Court sounds like the former territory of the Frost Lord.

The word "tribe" sounds extremely backward.

But in fact, the War Bear Tribe has the best lakes and hot springs, which are what their extraordinary system needs most.

It is also because of these reasons that the War Bear Tribe became the third largest tribe through a series of wars.

"Our population is not as large as that of the Violent Bear Tribe and the Crazy Bear Tribe. The combined population of these two tribes is close to 60,000, accounting for 70% of the world's population."

"If you want to defeat them, you have to go to war."

"This is what the Frost Lord left behind. It's the only solution."

Angelo looked at Ryan, and Ryan nodded and said:
"Pick out a group of warriors, and I will give them the blessings of other gods."

"It will allow them to withstand the power of a more powerful armored bear. I suspect that once they become stronger, the armored bear will grow again."

"Also, my territory will send a batch of arms to your tribe in a few days. You must hide those things until the final decisive battle."

"What is it?"

Angelo was very curious. During this period, Ryan brought out many specialties from another world, which made him realize the gap between his tribe and the other world.

"Weapons that can fight dragons."

Ryan smiled and said that the currently forged crossbow was not good enough to deal with dragons, but it would be much easier to deal with armored bears.

All of this can be traced back to the letter his father-in-law wrote to him before, which contained news that the war in the south had begun to use large-scale weapons that could threaten the knights, and that the power was much greater than Ryan had imagined.

It is said that it was the forge land in the south of the continent where the dwarves helped forge weapons for the empire.

This made Ryan realize that the war was heading in a terrifying direction.

The lethality of swords and knives is limited, but heavy weapons designed specifically for killing can kill large numbers of soldiers at a time.

So he must have these things too.

Since there is no place to experiment in the North Wind Province, the other world is the best choice.

It was not difficult for Angelo to select the warriors to receive the blessing, because the armored bear would help him choose.

Looking at the war bear warrior standing in front of him, Ryan was not stingy and spent more than a thousand spiritual powers. Then someone sent a large amount of beast meat from the mountain forest world for them to feast on.

These soldiers will eventually become his own soldiers, so Ryan certainly won't be stingy.

Yes, in that bet agreement, Ryan would not actually lose.

Why? Because there will always be a day when this world will collapse. The Sword of Gram, the artifact suspended in thunder, will not be able to stop the invasion of the North without the subsequent support of the Frost Lord.

Just like the Mountain Province, this world will die one day.

So even if Ryan cannot obtain the divine blessing power of this world, he can wait until the world falls into death, and then after a long period of cultivation, the population of this world will still become the subjects of his master Ryan.

The only difference is that at that time, they were probably simply the people in his territory, rather than the lord who was treated as the will of the gods.

He will not lose, but he also hopes that he can perfectly harvest the population of this world.

One hundred thousand people! A world with a population close to one hundred thousand, and most of the young and strong are qualified to become his soldiers.

"For the next ten days, they will have to eat this much every day to ensure that their foundation is not damaged. After ten days, they will adapt to their current strength, but I don't recommend that they start practicing the actual breathing method now."

"The life seeds condensed by the Deer Spirit Breathing Method may conflict with your extraordinary system."

"If I can be chosen by the Lord of Frost, I will give you a more appropriate blessing at that time."

Ryan gradually gave the warriors of the War Bear Tribe psychological hints that he might be the savior chosen by the Frost Lord to save the world.

The existence of the spiritual panel and divine blessing made it easy for him to be trusted by these people.

……

Frozen collar.

【Spirituality: 18950】

[Divinity: Blessing of the Deer Spirit, Blessing of the Horse Spirit]

Seeing the number of 20,000 dropping on the panel again, Ryan felt helpless. He didn't know if there was any other way to gain more spirituality, but for now, this spirituality was not enough.

He hadn't visited Grand Wizard McKen for a long time because the fanatical Grand Wizard McKen asked him to bless the war horses and speed up their evolution every time he saw him.

However, these nearly 20,000 spiritual powers are just a drizzle for the war horse seeds in the wilderness world and are not enough at all.

“Hopefully sooner.”

He took a deep breath. If he could harvest 100,000 people from the Bilki world, he would suddenly have 100,000 more spiritualities, which would be enough to squander in a short period of time.

"master."

Beard arrived just in time, and he followed Ryan to Bilki's War Bear Tribe. He marveled at the difference in that world, and then returned to the Frozen Territory to work diligently.

"Baron Hatton wants to visit you. Two people have frozen to death in his territory."

Ryan nodded, understanding.

"He wants to buy firewood?"

Beard wasn't sure, although it was likely to be the case, but he couldn't use words like "maybe" to answer his master.

"Let him come."

Lord Hatton has lost weight.

The moment he saw Ryan, Baron Hutton could no longer hold back his helplessness and embarrassment.

"Ryan, it's too cold this year. Even Yinchuan County in the southernmost part of the country is covered in snow. You know, that place hasn't seen heavy snow in 30 years."

"This year's snowstorm will be even bigger than last year's. I suggested you collect firewood."

Ryan said with a smile. He had said this more than once, but the nobles at that time were busy harvesting more valuable wealth and had no interest in the towering trees in the other world.

"Alas, I never thought that there was no firewood left in my territory."

"Can you sell me some?"

"In the past, your territory would transport a large amount of firewood every time..."

Baron Hutton looked at Ryan eagerly, and Ryan nodded.

"Forget about selling it. I'll give you a batch as a gift."

"what?"

Ryan waved.

"Mr. Barton, you and I are the first to know each other. Firewood is valuable only when it is in large quantities. It is not difficult to send you a batch to help you get through this winter."

Baron Patton happily left with a batch of firewood. He got the firewood from Ryan for free, but he could gain more wealth in his own territory.

He won't sell it to his people for free.

His slaves? Slaves were not entitled to the right to buy firewood.

Free things are not really free. The closer the noble territories are to the Frozen Territory, the more generous Ryan is, because there is no possibility that these territories will betray him.

For example, if Baron Hatton, the neighbor of the Frozen Territory, opposed Ryan, the army would occupy his territory the next day. There would not be any accidents, and no one would be able to save him.

Ryan was of course generous with regard to the territory which was indirectly his own.

"Is Yinchuan County already covered with snow?" Ryan said to himself. He didn't expect that less than a month after the snow, Yinchuan County was already covered with snow.

That was the most fertile land in the North Wind Province, and Viscount Hora became rich because of it.

The lady-in-waiting, Viscountess Wittman, came to Ryan and handed him a note with some information written in beautiful handwriting.

"The priests and monks and nuns of the Holy See appeared in the Northern Wind Province? Did they come from the Andara Kingdom?"

This information comes from the intelligence system of the Frozen Land Territory, which can currently only radiate to most parts of the North Wind Province. It will eventually gather in the hands of the female officials around him and be handed over to him.

“It’s because of the spectacle.”

Ryan handed the note to the Viscountess. Sure enough, the Vatican would not remain indifferent.

"leave it."

"Let them go and fight the Marquis of Beifeng. He really dares to ask for so much tax revenue in a year."

Ryan's hostility towards the Marquis of the North Wind began at the previous banquet regarding the taxation of the God of Light.

As for before, although there were conflicts, he could not regard him as his enemy.

It’s different now. We collect faith tax once a year, faith tax every ten years, and blood tax every hundred years.

You shouldn't think it's okay if a mosquito only sucks a little blood the first time.

It will bulge.

"Next time we enter another world, we'll send another group of miners there. That world is much warmer than the frozen land, and we can save a lot of firewood."

Ryan gave the order and saw the butler Beard coming into the study with a letter.

"Master, the Clayton family sent a letter."

……

War Bear Tribe.

Master Xisu looked at Ryan nervously, as well as the letter with the mark of a dragon spewing fire in Ryan's hand.

"This is a letter from my father. Half of it is for me and the other half is for you. My father is like that. Even though I am his descendant, he would not write a new letter on purpose."

Ryan handed the letter to Master Xisu, who took it and found out what was happening.

The first part was a standard praise for Baron Ryan's ability to discover the origin of divinity and find a unique world.

The latter part is addressed to Master Xisu, and it seems that the tone is much more serious.

"He said that my path of magic meditation is not pure, so he will provide me with resources to build a new magician tower?"

Master Xisu was surprised.

"Secondly, we will provide you with magic resources worth 100,000 gold coins every year. If you can make special contributions, this amount of resources will continue to increase."

"Help me get my chance to become a legend..."

Master Xisu's breathing became heavier, and the price he had to pay was simple, which was to be completely tied to the Clayton family and become a follower of Earl Clayton.

"I agree to this condition."

Master Xisu did not hesitate too much, because the last sentence, which helped him become a legend, was too irresistible.

"Okay, I will help you respond to my father, but before the Clayton family's ceremonial team arrives in the North Wind Province, Master Xisu, you will have to stay in my territory for the time being."

"At the same time, we will conclude a contract between the two of us."

Ryan took out a piece of leather paper. Master Xisu narrowed his eyes and looked at Ryan in shock.

"Dragon hide?"

"The contract medium that was delivered to me along with this letter is made from the skin beneath the dragon scales at the heart of a giant dragon, forged by an alchemist."

Ryan said truthfully that the Clayton family did not have a deep foundation, but they did have a lot of things about dragons.

For example, the materials of this contract, does a dragon only have a piece of skin at the heart position?
No, if you tear off a piece, the dragon's powerful vitality can restore a new piece, and even the dragon scales can become newer and stronger.

The dragon scales in the heart of the dragon undergo the most transformations, because they become stronger and stronger, replacing the weaker dragon scales in the past.

"The contract stipulates that you cannot tell anything about me, Master Xisu, including everything that happened after you entered this Bilgi world and everything you saw after you entered the frozen land."

Mage Xisu nodded. He understood that Ryan didn't want the secret that he could easily open the door to the plane to be exposed, even to his father.

"If you violate this rule, you will be hated by all dragon bloodlines and regarded as the mortal enemy of dragons."

"At the same time, the gods are witnesses. All your actions are exposed before the gods. The Lord of the Dawn will punish you and destroy your body and soul."

"Finally, the great demon of the abyss will smell your scent. Even if only your soul remains, or any living object that retains your scent, will be captured by the demon and regarded as a great tonic."

Ryan pushed the contract over and continued:

"Most importantly, you will be hunted down by me, Baron Ryan."

Maybe Master Xisu would not read this statement outside the contract, but Ryan knew that it might be more efficient for him to do it himself than to ask others to approve the contract for him.

After making sure that there would be no trouble in the contract, Master Xisu confirmed the content of the contract with his own oath and blood. Then the next moment, a dragon roared in the void, and dragon flames appeared out of thin air, burning the contract without even leaving ashes.

"Well, congratulations, Master Xisu, you have become the worshiper of the Earl of Clayton's family."

"It also completely got rid of the curse after the world died."

Master Xisu blinked and stared at Ryan in confusion.

"My father is a legend. Since you are already a worshiper of the Clayton family, you should also know his legendary title."

"Jun Yan!"

Ryan slowly said a word. This title was the source of the Clayton family's unimaginable rise in just a few decades. It was the title of the Dragon Knight Earl Clayton, because he had not taken action for a long time.

"This title was born on the ruins of the gods."

"You can assume that he killed a broken but still living god."

"So the curse on you is not a problem for my father."

Even this matter was not written in the letter by Earl Clayton.

The Clayton family leapt from an ordinary earl's family to a family that was said to have the greatest potential to become the fifth grand ducal family. There was no doubt that Earl Clayton was very powerful.

Only this reason could make the great nobles of the empire unwilling to see Clayton's continued rise.

The difference in background forced Earl Clayton to accept the final result. He could become the fifth Grand Duke, but the Clayton family did not have the strength to become the fifth Grand Duke's family at present.

Master Xisu was filled with shock and expectation.

"The honor guard will arrive at the Frozen Territory. This represents the etiquette of the Earl's family and is also a means of declaring strength. Other nobles will know that the Clayton family has gained another Sanctuary Mage."

Ryan finally told Master Xisu that he could pack up and he could go to the Frozen Territory through him at any time.

Master Xisu was of course impatient and informed Ryan the next day, but there was a problem.

The portal is too small and the Mage Tower cannot pass through.

"So, this thing can only serve as my reward for sending you away from this world?"

Master Xisu and some of his magic apprentices were going to leave together, and Ryan signed a contract with them, but they didn't know much to begin with.

And this is not free. Ryan controls the portal across the dimensional world, so they can only buy tickets to get on the bus.

The price is high. In the past, Ryan had to spend 99% of the wealth of those rich people as tickets.

I didn't expect that I would be able to obtain a mage tower today, a complete mage tower for a sanctuary mage.

"I have already dismantled the things in the Mage Tower that belong only to me and are about me. The Mage Tower itself cannot be placed in the space device, but its value is still high."

"In the past, when we magicians were on the path to becoming great wizards, the best option was to look for the wizard towers left by our ancestors, or our elders, as a medium for our advancement."

Mage Xisu said that while the magician's path is noble, it is also difficult, and the demand for resources is the most terrifying.

The financially strapped mages can only tighten their belts to make ends meet.

In many cases, one tower is passed down for three generations, and the tower remains even after the person dies.

(End of this chapter)