The mage arrives

As for Vinia, it is another way of thinking.As a druid—although she is not a radical fundamentalist, the concepts of nature and balance also occupy a large part of her thinking.So she hopes to persuade those captives who believe in evil gods while minimizing killings.

"My lord, just like what we said last time when we discussed this issue, just using a sword cannot make those semi-civilized jungle barbarians naturalize, but it will easily arouse their resistance. You killed a hundred If there are only [-] rebel, there may be another [-] rebels. This will not only cause new turmoil in the territory that has finally stabilized, but also cause a large loss of the labor force you urgently need in the process of rebellion and counter-rebellion. So I think it's better not to take this too aggressive approach. I believe that over time, Sivanus' belief will convert them."

This kind of discussion at the dinner table has been carried out many times by the two of them recently.Although Gordon does not necessarily agree with Vinya, and sometimes even thinks that the other party's views are a bit naive.But I have to say that this kind of experience of communicating and discussing together is very good.

"Miss Vinia..." Gordon said while picking out a few big thorns from the fish steak on the plate.Although the two are already engaged, they still address each other as "Lord Earl (Wan) (Book) (Bar) ().nsb.m" and "Miss Venia".Does it look a little raw?Maybe.Anyway, it would be difficult for Gordon to call the girl at the dining table "dear" without any psychological barriers.

After all, the relationship between the two people suddenly became so close because of the sudden impetus of external objective factors.Rather than mutual attraction, a natural result.

Of course, Gordon didn't dislike this kind of unfamiliar relationship with a bit of sex.Every time Vinya called him "Lord Earl".He always felt that when those words came out of her mouth, there seemed to be some special hints in the mellow and mellow tone, which could make people's hearts a little bit crisp.

After delicately putting a small piece of boneless fish fillet into his mouth, Gordon continued the conversation between the two of them: "Blindly killing people does not help solve the problem of Salo's captives, and even worsens the situation. But as long as there is purposeful killing, it's another matter."

Although the captured semi-civilized barbarians believed in the same gods as the civilized people of Fereiton, it did not mean that their religious life was the same as that of the Fereidon people.In Platinum Empire.The number of people who believed in Zesil, the god of poison, was very small, and basically all of them were hidden, only active underground.But even so.These evil god believers also have a complete and strict organizational structure.It has its own unique religious theories and regulations, and it is essentially no different from large religious organizations such as the Temple of Dawn and the Temple of Platinum.

But those barbarians on the Haiwen Peninsula are different.

The Salois, and the barbarian tribes who fought against Gordon together with the Saloans, their social structure is still in a very primitive state, and so is their religious belief.

Although they worshiped the same gods as the Fereidon people, they did not have a closely united religious organization like the church.The entire Salo tribe is divided into many small settlements with hundreds of members by blood relationship and surname.But in such a small settlement.There is only one person in charge of matters of faith, and that is the shaman.

This small settlement is still in the stage of primitive animistic belief.In the face of religious organizations with complete organizational structure and theoretical knowledge, they have no combat effectiveness at all.Gordon believed that Venia sent priests to slowly preach, and sooner or later these half-civilized barbarians would naturally convert their beliefs.

It's just that if he works a little harder to get rid of those shaman priests, then the resistance to preaching will be greatly reduced.After those small settlements accidentally lost their shaman priests, and they were unable to select a new shaman priest through rigorous procedures, they would inevitably fall into chaos.

And as I mentioned just now, these semi-civilized barbarians are still in a very primitive stage of animistic beliefs, and after losing the shaman who led them forward, it is easy to fall into confusion.At this time, it will be much easier to take advantage of the void.

In fact, Gordon once asked Pensa, and he only knew that the history of the barbarians on the Haiwen Peninsula believing in evil gods such as Zesil was not long.And Zesil's power in the main material world is not too strong, and his believers have no time to come to the Haiwen Peninsula to establish a reliable religious organization among these ignorant and backward new believers.

Gordon had learned from various sources that the world of Telos was about to usher in a major turmoil.And the gods who got a little bit of news, whether it was the kind platinum dragon Bahamut or the many evil gods, were preparing for the great turmoil and actively expanding their power.

Perhaps it was also for this reason that Zesier focused on the Hewen Peninsula.

It's just that the power of faith that these uncivilized barbarians can provide to each other is extremely limited.

After listening to Gordon's explanation, Vinia nodded, then raised her glass: "You convinced me."

She didn't take a big gulp of the fresh and refreshing fruit wine, but let the emerald green wine slightly wet her red lips.Gordon's throat twitched slightly, and suddenly he had the urge to pounce on the moist and attractive petals greedily like a butterfly.

This is also impossible.Because now, Gordon's body is close to the "critical point" of the outbreak.

In order to dissolve the divine power of the God of Hatred in Vinya, Gordon has been drinking a special potion for nearly two weeks.This potion is made from dragon blood, dragon meat extract, borneol cortex glands, dragon stomach secretion, dragon liver, etc., as well as many precious alchemy plant materials.

After Gordon's body absorbed the ingredients in the potion, and with the help of the newly mastered six-ring spell "Deep Self-Hypnosis", he successfully became a "Dragon Vein Warlock".

Of course, the blood power of the legendary red dragon in his body is of no use other than injecting it into Viniya's body at the right time to help her dissolve the divine power of the God of Hatred.Even, this external force brought some side effects - making Gordon's male desire extraordinarily high.

Dragons are inherently obscene.

The preparatory work will be completed in two days, and it will be able to help Vinya "heal" by then.But the closer to the critical moment, the more unbearable Gordon found himself.

"Lord Earl, this dinner is very good and enjoyable. But since I have made concessions to you on the issue of dealing with the Salois, are you going to make it up to me elsewhere?"

Seeing the girl resting her chin on both hands and staring at him from across the dining table, Gordon's heart couldn't help but speed up a bit.He didn't know if it was because of the dragon vein power in his body, or because Viniya's light purple eyes were too alluring, he felt as if he had suddenly become a virgin and lost his resistance to beautiful women.

"Please." Gordon stretched out his hand to greet him.

"Don't be so serious, I just want you to come to my room later. I have a little thing and I need your help."

"no problem."

Seeing that Gordon agreed, she stood up with a smile, picked a bright and plump blue cherry from the fruit plate, put it on her lips, bit it slowly and walked to the door.

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief when the slim figure disappeared from sight.He remembered that after Vinia got engaged to him and moved to Sea Cliff Castle, he often talked to Mrs. Dana and those priests of Lilya.I don't know if it's because of this, but the female druid, who was shy when she first met Gordon because she was wearing a tight-fitting dress, can now show her style from time to time.

Although the two are engaged now, they still live separately.And because of physical reasons, Vinya went to bed early every night after eating and taking a bath.This is the first time that I have taken the initiative to invite after a meal like today.

After the servants came to clear away the plates, Gordon casually passed the time with a book for a while before coming to Vinia's bedroom.

Viniya just came out of the bathroom at this time, with a cloud of water vapor behind her.She was wearing a gown made of pure white gauze. Although the style was simple, it could still perfectly bring out the charm of women themselves.

Gordon made a strange expression.He remembered that Venia had once worn such a dress—not in reality, but in the fantasy world of Vesula Mountain.And something wonderful happened the night the girl put on the gown, something to remember from time to time.

Seeing Viniya's dress, he already knew about the other party's purpose tonight.But this girl is so active, which is a bit unexpected.

Vinia walked up to Gordon while playing with her long, wet black hair.

"Sit down." She pointed to the sandalwood chair in front of the dressing table.

Gordon followed his word.Anyway, since the woman took the initiative to invite him, he can just wait and see what happens.Sometimes being in a passive position is also a good experience.

Vinya opened the cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine and two goblets from it.When she raised her arm, the loose sleeve robe slid down, revealing her clean arm.The wheat-colored skin glowed with moisture after the bath, which was quite beautiful.

"It must feel good," Gordon thought.

He saw Vinia pour two glasses of wine and said, "Vinia, you know I don't drink."

Unexpectedly, the female druid filled the two glasses of wine as if she didn't hear what he said.Then, she picked up a wine glass, raised her head and poured all the dark red wine down.

That's right, it was indeed "filled".

This way of drinking has neither the restraint of a woman nor the elegance of an aristocrat. She even let the brightly colored wine flow down her neck, soaking her white gauze robe.

After drinking the wine in one gulp, Vinia, whose eyes were drunk and her cheeks were flushed, fell into Gordon's arms.She exhaled like blue, and said like a dream: "Master Earl, I want you to do a little favor tonight. That is to help me forget those terrible things in Mount Vesula..."