Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

The so-called falconry comes from an ancient and cruel tradition of adopting gifted children who are homeless and do not belong to any clan, and training them as "tools" from an early age. They will learn how to fight and kill, and their emotions and ability to think for themselves will be erased.

This cruel tradition is quite rare nowadays, but it is not unheard of. Kusela can be sure that the temperament of Ashanti, which was more threatening than that of the old hunter, was undoubtedly consistent with that of a falcon, and the best one at that.

"Other people's..." Kusela was quite surprised. Most falcons have received brainwashing-like teachings since childhood. Even if they are finally free, they will have no idea how to use them. It's like a beast of burden tied with chains when they were young. They can't break free no matter what. When they get used to it, they believe from the bottom of their hearts that the chains cannot be broken. Then when they grow up, they will not try even if they have enough strength.

It's nothing, the chains are not only tied to their legs, but also to their hearts.

And the falcon just now...it looked "cold" no matter how you looked at it, not like a tool.

"Huh... Let's skip this question." Amber closed her notebook. She was previously reading a report on the breeding of chickens and mushroom beasts.

What happened to Amber and Ashanti was just an accident.

Just as Amber would eliminate enemies through assassination, there were also enemies who tried to assassinate Amber, and these people obviously could not escape Amber's "perception". Her active perception was extremely magical, and her passive perception was also very sharp.

In addition, Amber has never been careless in patrolling and protection, and there has been no assassination attempt that has really posed a threat to her so far.

It should be said... the person who trained Ashanti was not qualified at all. The brainwashing was not deep enough and he failed to fully tap the potential of this talent. This also gave Amber the opportunity to poach her.

"The collapse of the relics of the God-King is inevitable, and what are you going to do next?" Amber looked at Kusela. The wounds on his body had been treated now. With the medicinal powder from Amber, he would be almost recovered within three days.

"To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet." Kusela sighed, and he subconsciously looked in one direction - that was the direction of the room where Dixia was temporarily staying.

It had been a long time since he had been able to see his daughter so easily. Although he could only do so while Dixia was asleep, he was already satisfied.

"Aren't you going to tell Dixia the truth?" Kusela couldn't hide his thoughts in front of Amber at all, or he didn't intend to hide it.

"No." Kusela shook his head. "Even if I did it to survive, those evil deeds have been done."

"Telling Dishia now...will only affect her."

Kusela closed his eyes briefly, thinking back to the past.

Before he adopted this child, he and his brothers in the group were almost lost. Although they had to join the Legacy of the God-King in order to survive in the beginning, once the evil deeds began, how could it be so easy to stop?

They cannot escape the extremely rotten environment of the Legacy of the God-King, and continuing to stay in it will only slowly lose their bottom line, and eventually become the same shameless people who will do anything for Mora.

——It should have been like this, but at this time, Dishia appeared.

She is their light, Kusela has always firmly believed so. Dishia is different from anyone else in the Legacy of the God-King, and Dishia is completely different from the darkness in the dark. It is her existence that gives these sinners in the darkness a ray of light. It is her existence that allows Kusela to find his original heart.

Every time Kusela sees Dishia, he can't help but think of his childhood. He likes stories like the hero defeating the dragon, rescuing the princess and living happily with the princess. He still likes them now. His childhood dream was to become a hero.

However, the darkness of adults and the darkness of the desert extinguished the fire in his heart, and his dream was not enough to buy him three meals a day to keep him alive.

Reality tells him that heroes do not exist, but evil dragons are indeed wreaking havoc.

"Then it's up to you." Amber nodded, not wanting to interfere with Kucera's decision. "But if you have nowhere to go, you can stay here. You can call all your brothers over. You don't need to worry about your food and shelter here."

"The price is that you need to follow the Chi Nian people who are carrying out the task of preventing wind and sand, and ensure their safety."

Amber looked at Kusela. There was no reason for her not to recruit a group like this that had the military support right at her doorstep. Moreover, the morals that she valued more than military force were also acceptable to that group of people.

As the scope of work expanded, the dozen or so people of the Blazing Beast Hunters alone could no longer guarantee the safety of the increasingly scattered tribesmen. Although the main group of the Blazing Beast Hunters was very friendly to them, it was impossible for them to bet all their wealth on them. In addition, there was also a team of Blazing Beast Hunters on the branch tribe, so it was not appropriate to continue asking for people, and this would also be a considerable burden on the finances of the Chi Nian clan.

If some of the staff are organized into a security team, it is indeed feasible, but it will inevitably affect work efficiency. It is better to directly recruit a suitable group. The Ahmar Beard in front of us is a good example. In the long run, after this place develops into a large settlement, it will naturally need a so-called "formal security team."

“…” Kusela fell into deep thought, seriously considering the feasibility of the idea proposed by Amber.

From a personal point of view, he was very grateful to Amber. Even for guys like them who considered themselves sinners, the Lord of God could still extend an olive branch regardless of past grudges.

But he is not just an individual, he is also the leader of the entire Ahmar's Beard. At this time, he must be rational.

Amber didn't intend to disturb Kusela's thoughts. She sat on a chair beside her and gave Kusela enough space and time.

Kucera looked out the window and saw only the date palms, caragana, and the grass that covered most of the area.

When he first saw this scene, he was shocked from the bottom of his heart. Probably every Sand People felt the same way when they saw this. It was like a rose blooming in the desert, so out of place.

But it actually exists there, visible and tangible. The people of the sand always say that roses cannot bloom in the desert, but now this "rose" is blooming so openly, so dazzling, so eye-catching, and so desirable.

At that time, Kusela understood why so many clans were willing to submit to the messenger of God, and now he has a deeper understanding of this.

Maybe...staying here is also a good choice.

There is no need to worry about sleeping in the open air. Contributing to the plan of the Lord of God is also a contribution to the entire desert. Kusela is also tired of the endless fighting from the bottom of his heart.

"...From a personal perspective, I am willing to agree with your proposal, Lord God's Messenger, but from the perspective of a leader, I need to ask the opinions of my members." Kusela thought.

He originally planned to burn those "lists" at the cost of his own life, and before that disband the Beard of Ahmar and give his brothers freedom.

But there is no need for that now. If he had made such a plan before, he would have died and he would not have been able to take care of his brothers' safety in the future. Now that he is still alive, he has the obligation to arrange a way out for them.

"Okay." Amber nodded, indicating that the negotiation had come to an end.

The two of them quickly finalized the details. Kusela didn't plan to stay here for long, so he prepared to travel overnight.

Before leaving, he looked at the room where Dixia was again. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't bear the surging emotions in his heart, and walked to the window with light steps.

At this time, the windows of the house were all wooden boards that could be opened. Kusela opened a crack slightly and observed Dishia inside.

Dixia is still as strong and energetic as ever. Her sleeping posture is much better than before. She has grown taller and stronger than before, which really makes him feel relieved.

Kusela watched silently without saying a word, and after a moment he carefully closed the window.

If it's on for too long and cold wind blows in, Dishia will catch a cold.

Kusela wrapped his coat tightly, exhaled, and rushed towards the temporary camp of Achmar's Beard.

Chapter 58: The Ordinary House Investigation Team

At Kawan Station, in front of the gate leading to the desert, a group of scholars were packing their luggage.

There are five of them in total, led by an old man who is probably over 70 years old. He is called "mentor" by the other five young scholars behind him.

"Teacher, do you really think that rumor is true?" The male scholar behind the old man loaded the luggage onto the pack animal and asked this question, unable to resist his curiosity.

The news about the "Red King's Envoy" has been spreading widely in recent times, and is known to everyone in the entire House of Religion. The scholars of the Sand People who came to the House of Religion a year ago have even expressed their approval of this, which has caused a great disturbance.

Large-scale desert oasisization, new building materials and construction techniques, new elemental weapons, and various other things are derived from the research of this incredible person. The knowledge involved ranges from the School of Life Theory to the School of Vegetarianism to the School of Wonderful Theory, and even involves the fields of the School of Knowledge Theory. Such an unprecedented genius actually appeared in the desert... He is simply like a legendary figure.

"If one or two people say so, it can be ignored. If thousands of people say so, it may be a rumor. But like now... the whole desert and most of the rain forest are known to everyone, so it is more credible." The old man stroked his beard, and there was wisdom accumulated in his eyes over the years.

The students who were chosen to be members of the expedition team were all talented and promising people in the eyes of the old man. There were no so-called fools among them. The male scholar nodded after hearing what his mentor said.

His views were similar to his mentor's, but his insights were far inferior to his mentor's, which made him even more surprised - could such a talent really exist in the desert?

This "trend" has become somewhat of a stereotype, but we can't entirely blame him. There are indeed fewer scholars in the desert than in the rainforest, let alone a legendary figure like this who has never even been heard of in the rainforest.

"Teacher, do you think that the Red King's envoy really obtained the Red King's knowledge as the rumors say?" Another female scholar interrupted the conversation. She had always been curious about this.

"Haha, speaking of this issue, I would like to ask for your opinions." The old man just laughed a few times and threw the question back casually.

"Hmm... As for me, I think it's really possible. Otherwise, how can we explain the appearance of such a legend in the desert?" The female scholar thought for a moment and gave her own answer.

"I think this person might have learned his knowledge from some exiled scholars." The male scholar at first pushed his glasses and thought quite rationally.

The instructor nodded at this answer and turned his attention to the others.

All sorts of answers came out at once, but there was always a male scholar who was recording something by himself and never spoke a word.

"Then Jet, tell me what you think." The old man turned his attention to the male scholar who had been taking notes. Hearing this, Jet raised his head, revealing his younger face.

"I think it's meaningless to talk about these things before we actually find the evidence. Reliable hypotheses should be based on the evidence." Najet's words were quite serious, even more rational than the bespectacled scholar.

"If you want to ask me about my guesses... then I would answer that everything is possible. Before the true answer is determined, the possibilities are as numerous as the stars in the sky. I will eliminate the wrong ideas one by one based on subsequent evidence until I find the final answer."

After he finished speaking, Najete immersed himself in taking notes again. Seeing this, the scholars seemed to be quite accustomed to it. They were also somewhat accustomed to Najete's unsociable and so-called "independent" character. Who made him so capable?

The old man simply smiled and said, "My answer to this question is probably similar to Jet's. Facing these 'unknowns', I, your mentor, am no different from you. We are all starting from the same starting line."

"So, think more and rely on your own knowledge to make judgments." The old man pointed to his head and made a circle. The four scholars except Najete smiled at each other.

Teacher Geluo is worthy of being one of the most popular teachers in the Institute. He is knowledgeable but never looks down on others. He is willing to teach his students on the same level and has strong teaching ability. Being invited to participate in the inspection this time seems to be an unforgettable experience.

"Okay, let's go."

Following the old man's order, the scholar with eyes led the pack animals and headed towards the wind-eroded land. Several mercenaries followed them in front and behind to ensure their safety during the journey.

Najete put away the notes he had taken, and also raised his head to look in the direction of the wind-eroded land, with a gleam in his eyes.

……

"The progress is really fast." Ah Ji sat on Amber's shoulder, and the two looked at the rapidly constructed commercial area in front of them. According to the needs, many small shops and wide roads for stalls have been set up here. The rest of the facilities are being built now. It won't be long before this place will be officially put into use, and then subsequent construction can be carried out according to the needs.

"Well, it's much faster than I thought." Amber inspected the progress daily and compared it with the previous one. It was probably because many people in the clan were now familiar with this set of procedures, and they were all willing to work hard, so the efficiency was very impressive.

"There are a lot more houses here now, and the commercial area has been built. It does have some shadows of the original Gul City." Ah Ji swung her legs, looking quite leisurely. She no longer looked like she was almost exhausted after working overtime to print books two days ago.

"How can it possibly compare to Gul City?" Amber stretched out her arms and sighed slightly. "Even the current Xumi City cannot compare to Gul City."

Amber knew something about the city of Gul from Aji's memory. That kind of "paradise" was probably beyond any city today.

"Hmm~ That's as it should be." Ah Ji felt quite proud when he heard that. Just as Amber said, the city of Gul was so prosperous, but... thinking of its demise, Ah Ji felt a little lost.

"...I really don't know why Gul was destroyed." Aji rubbed his face and sighed helplessly. History is fickle and even a prosperous country like Gul will be destroyed one day. Compared with this great power, the so-called "civilization" today may not be worth mentioning.

"Who knows~" Amber passed over the topic and was unwilling to say more.

"Anyway, it's time to go back. Someone is waiting for us." Amber rubbed Aji's head, ruffling her silver hair, which caused Aji to protest.

In this atmosphere, one man and one town spirit walked towards the reception room. Outside the reception room, many mercenaries gathered - members of the Ahmar's Beard, who were waiting for Amber's arrival.

"Lord Messenger of God." A member of the group named Idrisi took the initiative to step forward and greet Amber. His attitude was quite solemn. The other members of the group also expressed their respect to Amber at the same time.

Although Kusela did not take the initiative to say who helped them after he returned, they all realized that this was a favor done for Amber.

"You don't have to gather here, but since you're all here, I think you understand what happened." Amber looked at everyone present one by one, and they seemed to have made a decision.

"The leader has helped us a lot, so we naturally want to repay him. No matter what decision the leader makes, we will follow him." Idrisi, as a representative, expressed the decision of the members of the group.

Seeing this, Amber just nodded and said nothing. Instead, it was Ah Ji who spoke up: "That's quite affectionate and righteous."

Amber pushed open the door of the reception room and Kusela was sitting inside. He looked much better and no longer as bruised as he was at the beginning.

"Your Excellency the Messenger of God." When Kusela saw Amber coming, he quickly stood up and saluted. His movements were quick and smooth. It seemed that his leg injury was basically healed and did not affect this movement much.

"You are still injured, so there is no need to be so polite." Amber walked to the main seat, pulled out a chair and sat down. Aji closed the door and returned to Amber's shoulder again.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord God's Messenger." Kusela smiled, as if he had completely walked out of the haze.

It's nothing, the disintegration of the God King's relics has become a foregone conclusion in the past two days. This is a great thing, which means that they have really got the freedom they have always dreamed of.

"Let's get straight to the point. What do you think of my proposal, the Akhmersbeard Brigade?" Amber rested her elbows on the table, with her fingers touching each other one by one, like a tower.

"Well... before that, I want to ask you a question, as a personal matter." Kucera's expression became much more serious when he mentioned the serious matter. "I want to ask you: You have done so many things like desert control, but what is your purpose?"

Kusela had been thinking about this problem a long time ago. Perhaps other people would not care about this at all. A "Red King's Messenger" could explain everything, as if the Red King was the god of the people of sand, and his messenger must stand on the side of the people of sand.

However, Kusela inexplicably felt that the answer was not so. There should be a more specific and reliable answer. It is true that Amber is a messenger of God, but a messenger of God is also a human being. As a human being, he has seven emotions and six desires, and as a human being, he has his limits after all.

Amber just smiled when she heard this. She seldom heard such questions, so it was quite novel to her.

"This question is actually quite new. No one has ever asked me this question before." Amber sat up straighter, looked at Kusela, and began to speak slowly.

"You should know that the Chi Nian Clan is a new clan that has rapidly risen in the past two years. I was originally just the leader of the clan. At that time, my goals were still very small. I just wanted to protect my clan and fulfill the tasks assigned to me by the previous leader."

Kucera sat upright and listened attentively.

"And one day, when I went to Kawanyi and saw the spectacular sand-control wall, I suddenly realized something that I had always overlooked." Amber raised a finger.

"That is, if I really lead the Chi Nian Clan to become an unprecedentedly large clan, will the Chi Nian Clan be able to truly settle down?"

Kusela pondered over Amber's words. Based on his knowledge, he wanted to answer yes to this question.

There is no other reason. In Kusela's understanding, how can such a powerful clan be defeated?

"Are you thinking that since this is an unprecedentedly large clan, what else can affect its stability?" Amber just smiled when she saw this. She understood why Kusela had such thoughts.

"Don't worry, I'll explain it slowly."

Chapter 59: Efficiency

"Perhaps in your opinion, an unprecedentedly large clan is truly powerful and difficult to fight against. It's normal to think so."