Throne of the North.

Chapter 7 Story
“Those of you who have not received the blessing, do not worry.”

"If you are willing to become my soldier, you will also have the opportunity to learn the Stag Knight Breathing Method through training."

Ryan's words made the others around him feel a little relieved.

His eyes fell on those authoritative elders again, and Ryan continued:
"My territory is not yet complete. It lacks everything. If you leave with me, take everything you can."

“Try to finish it as quickly as possible within one day.”

The old man in the lead saluted respectfully. He is the leader here.

"Do your will."

After listening to Ryan's description of the Frozen Territory, the village, or tribe, began to prepare various supplies.

"I believe that each of them is a rare treasure to you."

Brand said on the side.

"Oh?"

Ryan naturally wanted to get closer to this guardian knight, and the best way was through stories.

"Can I hear the story that happened here?"

"As ordered."

After Brand saluted, he found an old man with some mobility problems for Ryan. Ryan saw that under his trouser legs were a pair of wooden calves.

Seeing that there was no trace of contempt in Ryan's eyes, both the old man and Brand subconsciously showed more respect to him.

"Father Arnold experienced the war of gods, and I was picked up by him. His legs became disabled because of me." Brand said on the side.

"The Lord wants to hear our story."

"Our story..." Father Arnold's cloudy eyes revealed many memories.

When people get old, they do like to talk about the past.

"We have been living like this since eighty years ago. My Lord, you have seen it, so let me tell you what happened eighty years ago."

Father Arnold's voice echoed in the wind and snow, and Ryan stood there calmly, listening quietly.

“Our world is called the Exnel Continent, and the vast majority of humans revere the Stag Spirit.

We pursue the passion of the Stag Spirit, so the people of Exnel are also full of enthusiasm.

We also imitated the bravery and dexterity of the Stag Spirit and the world he had seen, so the continent of Exnel is full of bards and artisans who are skilled in manual work.

The continent of Exnel may not have a large population, but it is extremely prosperous, and everyone is rich and happy.

Just over a hundred years ago, the gods launched a pan-dimensional war, and the Twilight of the Gods came.

Exnel was also caught up in the war, the war of the gods set the sky on fire, and the spirit of the stag also participated in the war.

As the people of the Stag Spirit, the people on the continent also fought for the Stag Spirit, and the war lasted for twenty-five years.

The spirit of the stag has fallen. Although we firmly believe that the deer spirit is still alive, there are no longer any traces of the deer spirit on the continent.

At the same time, the death brought by the war between gods in different dimensions plunged the continent into an eternal winter, with icy snow and cold wind ravaging the continent.

The forest was buried in the snow, the swamps turned into permafrost, and the rivers were frozen. The eternal cold covered everything. Perhaps only the southernmost corner still had some warmth left.

In the war of gods, the faith of all people is their soldiers. In just twenty-five years, a small number of people on the continent of Exnel have fallen into death.

But this is not the end, the deaths caused by the killing in war are often only a small part.

After the war, the continent fell into famine. Hunger and cold took away most of the people in the first ten years, and in the following time, chaos also caused the population to decrease.

Those who could survive the cold weather that plunged into eternal winter in that short period of time were actually considered excellent. However, the deer spirit disappeared. No matter how excellent they were, they were just mortals without extraordinary powers. Facing the biting wind and frost and the increasing pressure of survival, the population would only decrease.

Especially children, many babies died in the first few decades after birth.

Our inability to replenish our people has doomed us to failure.

The war of the gods is over, we have lost everything, and in the eternal winter we will lose everything that is left."

As Papa Arnold was talking, he fell into a deep sleep. In the end, he told Ryan that he would not follow him to the Frozen Territory, to another world.

He has witnessed the former prosperity and wealth of the continent of Exnel, and will also protect the final silence and coldness of this continent.

He told Ryan a name, and all his carpentry skills were passed on to the boy.

"Papa Arnold won't survive this winter, but he should be happy to see his people have a chance to survive before then."

Brand sent Father Arnold back to the cabin, and then brought another young man back to Ryan.

"Arnold was also found by Father Arnold in the snow."

"Anor pledges his loyalty to you."

The young man knelt in front of Ryan, and Ryan found that he was not one of the thirty apprentice knights chosen by Brand.

"He longs for the stories of the bards told by Father Arnold, and he is not fit for combat."

Brand explained that even though he had a good relationship with the other party, he still insisted on his responsibilities.

"Well, get up."

Ryan looked at Anor and said, "Although it is not suitable for fighting, you can still practice the Knight's Breathing Technique. If you want to become an excellent carpenter and bard, your body is the foundation."

"I'll follow your will." Anor said with respect. Since the lord said so, it must be right.

Brand also needed to prepare his own belongings, together with Arnold, so only Ryan and his servant were left in the village.

"With the help of these people, we will have people to build the Frozen Territory." Old Beard said with satisfaction.

From the beginning, he never spoke to Ryan because he felt that every decision made by Master Ryan was right.

As a butler, he only needs to remain silent.

On the side, Rosen looked a little conflicted, but finally couldn't help but look at Ryan.

"My Lord, can you give me the deer spirit's blessing once?"

He felt his face getting a little hot, mainly because he had already deeply realized his problem.

He is too weak.

Not counting Brand, even among the thirty apprentice knights, he felt that there were at least ten people who could surpass him, or possibly even more, because this group of people had not yet received any training in knightly skills.

As the first knight squire of Master Ryan, he felt that he should not be so weak, otherwise he would bring shame to the lord.

"Blessing? Of course, but you will only be able to practice the Stag Breathing from now on."

Ryan said, and then after receiving Rosen's firm gaze, he pointed his finger, and ten points of spirituality disappeared.

Apart from the two benefits, Ryan did not see the qualities of [loyalty] and [enthusiasm] in Rosen, who was like Brand and the others, but rather [unyielding].

Obviously, this has something to do with Rosen's experience from childhood to adulthood. He had never expected the deer spirits of the continent of Exnel, nor did he grow up listening to so many stories.

Stories and poets, wine and the world form many noble qualities of people like Brand.

They formed their understanding from the stories and gained their passion from the wine.

(End of this chapter)