Chapter 939 Contract

The 'peace talks' between the Flaming City-State and the Frost City-State have begun.

Undoubtedly, from the very beginning, the Flaming City-State had an absolute advantage.

The king died in battle, the marshal was captured, and even the frost wolf, who was regarded as the ultimate trump card and trump card, had chosen to submit to Dean.

Under such conditions, there is nothing left to say.

It's just a repetition of the conversation in the Flame City-State Palace——

"After the retreat, the Frost City-State needs to compensate the Flame City-State for 10,000 slaves including 50,000 gold coins and no less than 1,000 cattle!"

Monk Lieyan's complacent voice could be heard clearly even if Dean didn't enter the tent.

Dean, standing on top of the Frostwolf, did not participate in the 'peace talks' between the two city-states, especially when the final answer had been obtained.

What he paid more attention to was the power of faith that appeared from the soldiers and officers of the Frost City State.

"Not just gratitude, but awe?"

Dean guessed, looking down. .

The condescending Dean saw the fear and panic on the faces of the soldiers and officers of the Frost City State below at a glance.

Undoubtedly this proved Dean's guess.

And this kind of speculation was proved, and it also gave Dean a better understanding of the power of faith.

"It's no wonder that those false gods seem to be unscrupulous in their actions - apart from gratitude, if reverence can also be regarded as the power of faith, it will be much easier to explain!"

Dean almost subconsciously thought of the three false gods Quentin, Morthill, and Hawkdas.

The actions of these three false gods can never be called respectable, it is more accurate to say that they are feared.

However, these three have no intention of changing at all, and to some extent, they are getting worse.

The reason for these three people to do so is naturally that it is far easier to obtain the power of faith in awe than in respect and love.

After all, humans are forgetful creatures.

Dean clearly remembered two stories——

A young man used to give a dollar to the beggar at the door every day.

For the first time, the beggar shed tears of gratitude, but when it became a habit, the beggar took it for granted.

Suddenly, one day the young man didn't give the beggar any money. Immediately, he was questioned by the beggar: "Where is my money?"

The young man replied: "I'm getting married, so I need to save more!"

"Damn it, you actually gave my money to that unknown woman!"

The beggar roared angrily.

then. Dean remembered very clearly that when he saw this story, he was overjoyed.

However, when the music is over, the nature of the story also makes Dean frown.

As for the other story?

Even more interesting.

It is said that a rogue beats and kicks a person every day.

Then. Suddenly one day the rogue didn't punch and kick that person.

"Why didn't you hit me?"

the man asked.

"I'm in a good mood today!"

The other party answered.

"Oh, what a kind man you are!"

The man replied gratefully.

The following story made Dean frown even more.

Although he wanted to refute it, there was no way to refute it at all, because Dean knew that was the truth.

"The force of faith under habit—what a wicked nature!"

Dean took a deep breath, threw out the thoughts in his mind, narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt the advancement of 'Moon'.

Eight out of ten has been done.

This is a progress far beyond his expectations.

"Maybe we can reach the level of 'completion' when facing Mobius!"

Dean thought so.

For Dean, face Mobius with the basic and advanced level of 'Moon'. Definitely hitting a rock with an egg!

Only when the 'moon' reaches completion is there a chance!

That's right, it's an opportunity, not a victory!

Because, when the 'moon' is completed, it is time to enter the 'Mystery of God', and Mobius was one of the most powerful main gods in his heyday.

It is definitely not comparable to having just entered the 'Mystery of God'.

Even if he is swept down from the altar now, Dean dare not take it lightly.

In fact, Dean thought he had a chance because the other party was swept off the altar. If the opponent is in its heyday, it is completely crushed by the opponent.

"Need a slight change of plan!"

Dean looked again at the tent where Monk Lieyan's complacent voice came out, and silently, Dean apologized to the other party from the bottom of his heart.

because. After a while, Dean could completely imagine how angry the other party was.

about an hour.

The words that should have been finished within a minute were stretched sixty times in the enjoyment of Monk's flames.

When the people of the two city-states left the tent, Monk Lieyan had a look of enjoyment. The people of the Frost City-State are downcast.

There is no anger, but there is a touch of despair.

Even if the commander of the wolf cavalry was taken off the chains of alchemy.

No king, no frostwolves.

What's the use of them if there is only one marshal left?

After all, they lost their roots.

"Gate!"

Dean directly called the opponent's name, and the Marshal of the Wolf Cavalry raised his head to look at Dean who was standing on top of the Frostwolf, and then bowed in salute.

He had made enough concessions to survive.

Naturally, there is nothing to consider now.

Just bow your knees.

And this made the officers and soldiers of the surrounding Frost city-states feel even more sorrowful, and their expressions of despair became more and more intense, and they had already become dazed—like a lost elk in the wilderness.

They don't know where to go.

And waiting for them is nothing more than starving to death or being eaten.

"The Frostwolf thinks that it should return to the Frost City-State, so it needs a contractor, and this contractor must be strong enough! Otherwise, it won't be able to withstand the pressure it brings!"

Dean said so.

"What?"

Gait froze for a moment.

"I said, the Frostwolf wants to return to the Frost City!"

Dean repeated it again.

The soldiers and officers of the Frost City State who heard Dean's words were taken aback for a moment, and when they confirmed the news, they all let out low voices of surprise.

The desperation began to fade.

Hope appeared in the eyes!

As long as there are frost wolves, the Frost City-State will not be considered dead. Even after a short period of decline, it will inevitably rise again.

"No, no! It's impossible! I don't agree!"

Monk Lieyan roared loudly.

"Oh, then you can communicate with the Frostwolf!"

Dean said lightly.

The Frostwolf also lowered its head very cooperatively, its scarlet eyes fixed on Monk Lieyan. Immediately, Monk Lieyan retreated again and again.

Not to mention Monk Flame, even a warlord couldn't bear the pressure brought by the Frostwolf.

And saw the appearance of Munch's flames. The people in the Frost City State were particularly relieved, while some looked at Monk Lieyan sarcastically, sweeping away their previous grievances.

"I do! I do!"

And Gaite Frost said again and again.

He didn't know what happened in the middle, but he knew that this was the chance, the only chance, for Frost City to escape.

...

The contract ceremony begins.

Dean took out the rhomboid crystal. Give it to Gate Frost.

Gaite took the diamond-shaped crystal with trembling palms, and then his whole body trembled.

Four or five seconds later, Gaite Frost regained his composure.

He raised his head to look at the frost wolf, and said in a respectful tone: "I sign a contract with you piously, and hope that you can continue to protect the Frost City!"

"Roar!"

The Frostwolf growled.

A drop of saliva flowed out of the Frostwolf's mouth, and then it dripped straight down.

Gaite Frost couldn't wait to catch the drop of saliva.

Then... drank it.

When he had a connection with the frost wolf in front of him from the bottom of his heart, a long-lost smile finally appeared on Gate Bingshuang's face, and he looked at the frost wolf. Shouted: "Frostwolf!"

"Frostwolf!"

"Frostwolf!"

The surrounding officers and soldiers shouted loudly again and again.

That look of admiration and awe reappeared again.

But when his gaze moved slightly and he saw the figure standing on top of the Frostwolf, the admiration quickly subsided, leaving only endless awe.

"Gate, I will need the help of the Frostwolf and you when I face the evil god!"

Feeling the power of faith becoming mellow again, Dean said calmly.

He is well aware that this is just the beginning.

When the army of the Frost City-state in front of him returns to the Frost City-state, the rumors about him will definitely shake the entire Frost City-state, and the power of faith generated by awe will be the focus of Dean's attention.

It is also the purpose of Dean's slight adjustment of the plan this time.

"Willing to obey your orders!"

Gait Frost bowed and saluted.

And from beginning to end. Monk Lieyan's face was ashen, he looked at everything in front of him without saying a word, and gritted his teeth.

He knew that his original plan had failed.

in his plan. The Frost City-state without the Frostwolf is an opponent that is strong from the outside but capable in the middle. With a little arrangement, the entire Frost City-state will become the pasture of the Flame City-state.

Population, livestock, and money will all be taken and given by the Flaming City-State at will.

Even, in the concept of Monk Flames, the entire Frost City-State will become a slave state of the Flame City-State.

but……

Everything has changed now.

"Damn it!"

Monk Lieyan roared unwillingly in his heart.

However, when Dean glanced over. He lowered his head abruptly.

He didn't dare to let Dean see his dissatisfaction and unwillingness.

After all, the strengths of the two sides are simply vastly different.

Dean can easily subdue the Frostwolf of the Frost City State, so naturally the Flame Lion of the Flame City State is no problem. After all, the two guardian beasts have been on par since two hundred years ago.

What would happen to them if Dean found out that they were dissatisfied and turned around to help Frost City?

Thinking of this, Monk Lieyan started to feel cold from the bottom of his heart.

The previous dissatisfaction and unwillingness disappeared, leaving only deep fear.

Monk Blaze is terrified of what happened to Gate Frost.

Monk Lieyan was even more afraid, losing everything he had now.

After all, doesn't the Flaming City-State have an advantage now?

Monk Lie Yan comforted himself like this,

Then, he humbly bowed to Dean and saluted.

The first update~(to be continued.)

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