Farming Lord of Crossing

Chapter 159
On the three-storey building of the Temple of the Moonlight Goddess in Stan Town, today's Archbishop Desman rarely prayed, but stood quietly at the window, looking at the holy, holy, and perfect Moonlight Goddess statue not far away that enveloped the priest And the deep darkness around the ever-increasing beam of light of the guardian knights.

He just stood there quietly, watching, as if he was completely immersed in the night and the moonlight.

However, Archbishop Desman's windless and automatic long silver hair and the increasingly cold temperature in the room caused the twenty priests behind him to lower their heads even lower, and even breathe a lot easier unconsciously. , for fear of disturbing the man in front of him and causing stormy waves.

After a long time, Archbishop Desman asked plainly: "Have you found out the identity of Baron Terras?" His voice was as cold as moonlight and without warmth.

A priest hastily stepped forward and introduced quickly, as if endorsing: "Los Terras, 27 years old, is estimated to be a peak second-level warrior or a third-level warrior, and he is also a second-level peak druid.

His father, O'Neill Terrass, was the previous head of Stan Village, a first-level and second-level warrior, who died in a kobold attack on the village 2 years ago.Grandfather Albert Terrass, was the first village head of Stan Village, a level 11 martial artist. He was originally an ordinary guard of the Wellington City Guards. He was sent out to serve as the village head of Stan Village for 5 years. The wolves on the road in Baizhen are attacking.

The Terras family has been ordinary farmers in the town of Polis in Wellington for generations, and there is nothing special about it.

Los Terras, at the age of 19, succeeded the village head of Stan Village after the kobolds attacked the village, and reorganized the militia that year.

In his second year as the village head, he was promoted to a warrior. In the same year, he not only led the militia to actively dispatch the orcs and wild beasts, but also recruited refugees and built a tall and strong wall in an unprecedented way to protect the safety of the villagers. He improved the farmland and obtained a bumper harvest and improved the happiness of the villagers. life.

In the third year, village houses were planned and constructed, which greatly improved the living environment of the villagers.

In the fourth year, because of the abundance of food in Stan Village, the strength of the militia, and the increase in the production of licorice for several consecutive years, Eric was specially authorized by Steward Eric to be the mayor of Stan Town.

In the fifth year, the three surrounding villages were completely integrated, and he was promoted to a second-tier warrior
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The eighth year, that is, this year.Stanland has completed the cultivation of 80 mu of wheat fields, 30 mu of corn, and 15 meters of potatoes, and more than 6 people have residences. The construction of the territory is very fast.At present, Los Terras is personally leading the Knights, more than a thousand soldiers and orcs to attack and kill tens of thousands of orcs for more than a month. "

Year after year, a series of major deeds were narrated. If Ross was present, he would not be able to help applauding the pastor, and would even try to find a way to recruit him as his historian.

In less than five days, he clearly and factually stated the roots of the Terras family and Rose's annual memorabilia. If he was given a longer time, he would probably be able to inquire about Rose's bed-wetting and molesting little girls when he was a child. clearly.

However, this is enough for Archbishop Desman to judge many things: "The first 20 years were mediocre, but the next ten years rose rapidly like a comet. What a 'fascinating' young man
Field baron, third-tier warrior, second-tier peak druid, knight order, a wheat field with a yield of nearly a thousand catties per mu~~~" Every time he said something, the smile on Desman's face expanded, but his pitch-black His eyes didn't have a hint of a smile, and were calm, cold and terrifying.

"The highest standard second-level temple in the Temple of Agriculture, the spirit granting technique, the nectar technique covering 80 acres of land, and the second-level priest accompanying the army. Is it possible that this Baron Terras is the holy son of the Goddess of Agriculture? Or is it directly the Holy Spirit? " Archbishop Desman guessed silently as he turned the silver-white ring engraved with mysterious patterns on his index finger.

"The Archbishop?" The priests looked up at Desman in disbelief, and one of them couldn't help but said, "Loss is a man!"

Man, yes.

The holy, noble, and great Goddess of Agriculture is a woman, and she will never choose a man as her holy son, let alone condescend to descend on a man to become the Holy Spirit.

Archbishop Desman was answered, but changed the subject with a weird smile: "How is the arrangement with the orcs?"

"We have spawned a group of orc priests through Huiyue Potion, and gained the initial trust of the Tauren Qiumang Tribe and the Kobold Chiya Tribe." Another priest immediately came to the front and reported respectfully, "However, to Letting them directly attack the fortress villages in the Stanland will require more investment, and these large tribes have a great appetite."

After finishing speaking, the pastor looked at the archbishop who was expressionless, and summoned up his courage to say, "Archbishop, my subordinates also discovered something when they came into contact with these orcs."

"Say!" Archbishop Desman continued to turn the ring and said lightly.

"Yes!" The pastor quickly said without wiping the cold sweat off his forehead: "When my subordinates came into contact with the orcs, they discovered that there were still human forces in contact with them, and provided them with a large number of human-standard weapons."

"Oh! Is there any human force to deal with this little guy?" Archbishop Desman stopped turning the ring and said with interest.

"Then, archbishop, should we contact that group of human forces and unite!" The pastor was secretly relieved when he saw the archbishop's movements, and suggested cautiously.

"United?" Desman glanced at the priest with a half-smile, his eyes turned cold instantly, "When does the great Temple of Moonlight need to cooperate with those guys who hide their heads and show their tails. Go down and confess!"

The pastor's face turned pale in an instant, and he turned away trembling.

Archbishop Desman didn't look at the priest again, turned around and continued to look at the darkness outside and said, "Let's make arrangements, I'm going to meet this legendary Lord Baron. After all, I can't justify not paying a visit to his chassis. "

"Yes!" A pastor agreed and left quickly.

"Also, meet the request of the orc tribe and let them launch a large-scale counterattack as soon as possible. I want to see how deep this fledgling baron's cards are!"

"Yes!" The other priest echoed and left.

"Besides, since the Lord Baron has made a move, it would be inappropriate for us not to do something.

In this way, people are arranged to spread the news that the orcs have invaded on a large scale in various villages and towns, and the villages and towns will be captured in the near future.Colleagues are closely watching the movements of the Goddess of Agriculture.

Since we want to play, let's have fun with them! " Archbishop Desman's flat tone could not hear any ups and downs, but the pressure of the storm made the pastors behind him breathless.

(End of this chapter)