The rays of the rising sun spread across the earth, and a new day began.

Myron's mood was so happy that his steps were a little brisk.

He was a human slave who was bought by a caravan leader into this new territory in the wilderness of the North.

As a jewelry craftsman with a glorious past, in his opinion, nine out of ten pioneer lords who went to the northern wilderness to develop did not end well.

These pioneering lords either lost their territories to the barbaric races in the wilderness, or fell to the front of the Northern Orc Alliance. In the end, very few territories survived.

However, when he came to this territory, he found that this territory called "Emerald Territory" was completely different from the developed territory in his impression.

It is full of vitality and vitality, with all kinds of strange races.

There are even so-called "chosen ones" operating here!

Moreover, standing behind this territory is an unknown god!

As a slave, these may be too far away for him. What is really related to his interests is a policy introduced by the lord's government.

This policy is specifically for slaves like them. As long as they work hard and save two thousand contribution points, they can go to the lord's mansion to register, eliminate their slave status, and become a free citizen of the territory.

This is really attractive to Myron!

No one wants to be a slave!

Myron swore that this was the hardest working day in his life.

After nearly a month of struggle, he finally accumulated enough contribution points to redeem his life. And today is the day he becomes a free citizen!

As for his future life, he also has an idea.

I heard that after the new business district was built, in order to attract merchants, the Lord's Mansion issued a low-interest loan policy with extremely favorable conditions. Merchants who applied for loans could even get a certain degree of tax relief.

After this period of observation, Myron has made up his mind that after he becomes a free citizen, he will open a gem shop in the business district of Emerald Territory to appraise and set gems.

I think those chosen ones who love adventure will definitely like it.

When Meron completed the formalities at the Lord's Mansion and came out, he met the high priest in front of the Lord's Mansion as a free citizen.

"Your Majesty the High Priest!"

Myron hurriedly bowed his head and caressed his chest to show his respect to the other party, and stood on the side of the road to clear the way.

As the high priest, Ariel Finley had a solemn expression. She looked at the believers standing on both sides of the road and said slowly: "Today is an extremely important day for our Lord. Please don't forget to pray."

Myron hurriedly nodded along with the crowd on both sides.

Speaking of that Crown Prince, Myron's heart was full of respect.

Without his support, it would be impossible for the Emerald Territory to gain a foothold in the North? And he might still be a humble slave now.

Praise be to the Lord of Crimson and Nightmares!

Although there are rumors that this person is a demon god, but in Myron's opinion, what's the big deal?

As the Seven Gods of Order, did your Majesty you stand up when you were framed by your boss and your wife?

No!

Did you stand up when you were relegated to slavery?

not yet!

So, why do these nobles allow him to believe?

On the contrary? He was full of gratitude to His Majesty Alcesius.

Because, give yourself a chance? Let yourself become a free citizen again? It is this Lord of Scarlet and Nightmare!

Giving yourself a low-interest loan so that you can open a small shop is the territory supported by your Majesty!

In this case, what's wrong with having faith in your Majesty?

He is just a little mortal. He just wants to grab a life-saving straw to change his fate of falling into the abyss. Therefore, even if only the devil lends a helping hand to him, he is willing to hand over his faith to

That demon!

He is not wrong, he just wants to survive and live a better life.

As for what is justice and evil? That is what those paladins and big shots should worry about. What does it have to do with me, a humble little person?

"Thank you, my lord Alcesius, for giving us all this!..."

"May our Lord be immortal in glory!..."

Myron clasped his hands into fists and prayed softly.

Those praying at the same time as Meron were the indigenous people who had the same slave experience as him.

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"Has the temple been completely built?"

In the lord's palace? Seeing the figure of the high priest approaching, Alexander put down the quill in his hand and asked.

"Yes? It has been completely built. I have to say? Those worker ants of the Formian tribe are really efficient."

The psychics were also impressed by the efficiency of the Formian ants.

It is obvious if you can see the leopard through the tube. There is a reason why the Zerg can become one of the overlords in the star realm.

Alexander stood up and walked to the window and looked at the temple area on the east side of the Lord's Mansion.

There, a magnificent temple rose from the ground.

"Everything has been checked and there are no problems?"

"Your Excellency, there is no problem, I promise!"

The psychic said seriously that when it comes to the temple, there is no room for sloppiness, otherwise it would be blasphemy and disrespect for the gods enshrined.

As the high priest designated by Richard, the Psion participated in the entire temple construction process.

She even had several discussions with Forrest and other divine choosers who designed the drawings, and revised the drawings again and again.

In order to ensure the sturdiness of the temple, Psions and other spellcasters used a large number of [Fossils to Mud] to reinforce the foundation and walls of the temple.

In order to build the temple, the Fermi ants made a large contribution. Not only did they send worker ants to participate in the construction of the temple, but the Fermi ant queen also donated most of the ores she collected.

The thirty-six white marble pillars in the temple were carved from the marble mines collected by Queen Formia, and a large number of defensive formations were carved on them.

A temple is an impregnable fortress.

As an important symbol of gods in the mortal world, any temple that is still functioning must have the ability to compete with legendary powerful men. Only in this way can it provide protection for priests and believers who believe in gods in the conflict between gods.

"Your Excellency, how are you preparing?"

Looking at Alexander's back, the high priest asked.

"Everything has been arranged. If a legendary powerhouse dares to interfere with the ceremony today, his end will be quite miserable."

"Then I can rest assured. Your Majesty's ceremony will be held at midnight tonight, when the moon is full."

"Okay, I will inform the chosen ones about this matter, and please take your time, the high priest."

"It is my honor to serve my Lord!"

"Praise the darkness, praise the Lord!"

The two prayed quietly.
Chapter completed!