The alliance was agreed upon from the start. After all, without an invitation of sufficient weight, it is impossible for the upper echelons of a country to casually visit another country.
It was only natural that I was given the cold shoulder. They only invited an ordinary diplomatic envoy, but I was the one who came. It was equivalent to setting a bait to catch a carp, only to catch a whale instead. Naturally, the fisherman was unable to accept it.
It would have been fine if it was just an ordinary diplomatic exchange. However, the envoy from Donglan seemed to be plotting something big. The moment they entered the city, almost a hundred carriages unloaded their goods at the plaza. Furthermore, they even announced that "Thanks to Sharal Autonomous Region's many years of help, we will be giving you gifts while repaying the debt. Every citizen can receive a small gift".
Less than three hundred small gifts were all snatched up in less than a day. However, the citizens who heard the news had already spread the news. Probably, everyone knew that Sharal had come to Donglan's envoy, led by the legendary Prince Roland.
A man's name was like the shadow of a tree. When this legendary figure who popped out from the legends suddenly paid a visit, the reception staff of Sharal Autonomous Region panicked.
Generally speaking, it was common sense for two countries to receive people of the same rank equally. It was also a form of respect for the host to be of a higher rank. For example, the sovereign of the host country could receive the leader of the other country, but if the other country's king came, it would be disrespectful for the host country to send a middle-tier leader to receive him.
And this time, even though the one who came from the East Mist didn't have any jurisdiction, as the ancestor of the country's founding emperor, his status was even greater than that of the future Queen Reyne. Even the feudal lords who had the bloodline of the Mist Folk could only be considered his juniors or descendants. This was truly a headache.
"If Princess Renée were to come, it would already be giving her face if Lord Gagalol were to receive her personally. However, now that Valkyrie Roland is here, in terms of seniority, even Lord Gagalol's retired father isn't qualified."
Could it be that they should dig out the founder of Sharal Autonomous Region from his grave and point at him and say, "This is the Majesty that you have been talking about. Only you are qualified to receive him. That's right, he's already said that we're on our own, so please don't treat yourself as his subject, and don't follow the etiquette of a subject. That's probably the only way to not be rude.
It would have been fine if the diplomats of the Sharal Autonomous Region were just looking for trouble. However, the upper echelons of the Sharal Autonomous Region were truly depressed. They had only invited the envoy to discuss the possibility of an alliance to deal with the possible invasion of the orc army. Why did this envoy suddenly appear out of nowhere, and in such a high-profile manner?
By now, the whole of Sharal knew that Donglan was here to discuss an alliance. How could they have a good relationship with each other? Now, Donglan had sent so many gifts and acted like something big was going to happen. However, there was no news from Sharal at all.
For the Diplomatic Alliance, one side came prepared, while the other side was completely unaware. This kind of negotiation was likely to fall into a passive position. They had already held a meeting for three days and had yet to come up with anything, but I was bored to death in the embassy. In the end, I decided to initiate the next step of the plan in advance and began my own soft propaganda.
At this stage, Gagalol finally made up his mind. Nothing could be discussed behind closed doors, so he might as well invite the person himself over.
Just as I entered the Territory Lord's residence and was about to give the other party a surprise before I could even sit down, the other party surprised me first.
According to the information, Gagalol Haber was a fatty. The muscular man in front of me with his upper body bare and the eagle tattoo on his chest that seemed lifelike as he breathed was definitely not him.
"Respected Lord Roland, I am Gauss, the son of the chief of the Eagle Tribe, Karo. I represent my father and the tribe to greet the Immortal."
The warm handshake of the barbarian (If it was on the mountain, it would have been a hug) wasn't easy to bear. In front of a 2.4 meter tall giant, I seemed like a bean sprout. Being able to withstand the innate brute force that came along with the warmth was also an important factor for the barbarians to judge if the other party was worth befriending.
"This strength, it should be 18 points of Strength. To have such strength at Silver-rank, how scary. As expected of a battle tribe whose members are all of the Bronze Bloodline."
However, for me, who had over 20 points of Strength, it couldn't even be considered strenuous. No matter how you pinched me, it would only hurt your hand.
As expected, in the end, Gauss was the one who let go of his hand first and even shook it with all his might. Gagalol walked over with a smile and saved him in time.
"Your Highness Roland, welcome to the Sharal Territory. I am the leader of this territory, Gagalol. 300 years ago, my ancestors were still your subjects. Your arrival is the greatest surprise and honor for us this year. Please take a seat, please take a seat."
At this moment, I was trying my best not to laugh out loud rudely. Gagalol's round belly, short stature, fishman-like ears, and bulging eyeballs were just like what was written in the information. He really did look like a frog that was standing up straight.
Facing the other party's enthusiasm, I smiled.
"300 years ago, were we a family? Then, are you willing to become a family 300 years later? "
… …
If the purpose of building an army was to raise one's combat power immediately, then education would be to nurture the culture and the foundation of a country in the long run.
In this world, it wasn't just an empty saying that knowledge was power. However, building an advanced academy to nurture the growth of a job was the embodiment of a country's foundation, history and overall strength.
The reason why the Mage Country was hard to deal with was due to the large number of Mage academies in the country. When Mages, who were known to be difficult to deal with, and top-tier Mages who had stepped into the realm of Immortals chose a place to research, no one would be foolish enough to provoke them.
The reason why Olivia traveled thousands of miles to the Ottoman Empire to study was because the Ottoman Empire was famous for its Alchemy. Furthermore, their Alchemy Academy nurtured countless Master Alchemists and attracted countless Alchemists to study under them. This, in turn, allowed the Ottoman Empire to take the lead in the field of Alchemy.
Now, apart from the training barracks, Diffindor was also building various academies, such as the Gardening Academy, Diffindor's Life Medicine Academy, the Pet Breeder Training Academy, the Nanxiang Law Academy's East Mist Branch, and the West City Mechanical Engineering Academy.
If one were to judge them based on their names and think that they were normal academies, they would be gravely mistaken.
The full name of the German Gardening Academy was the Druil Academy of Forest Warfare (Also a Horticultural Crash Course — we also taught how to grow plants). The lecturers were all the leaders of the various Druil Factions. In other words, many of the lecturers were extremely dangerous fugitives who were wanted in the entire continent.
The Druil Faction was viewed as an enemy by all the major human kingdoms. They usually lived isolated lives in the mountains and forests. However, the Druil Faction had a unique and fast way of communicating with the various Factions. With Eaglestorm's guarantee, many fugitives were willing to try their "innocent lives."
It was a mystery what kind of disciple such a dangerous master would teach. At the very least, from the very start, I met with a soft rebuff from the bad-tempered Druil.
"What? You want to cultivate a new type of plant that can withstand the winter and cold? Do you know why we became fugitives in the first place? It's because we want to punish those bastards who go against the laws of nature! Are you sure you want us to help you cultivate such abnormal lifeforms? We will really beat you up! "
However, when I raised my request, as expected, I received a reply that didn't give me any face.
In the midst of his anger, Eaglestorm's reply could be considered to be very honest — "Lord, I don't think there is anyone who can do it. We can allow the plant to mature earlier, even allowing it to mature twice a year under our catalysis. This is a privilege granted to us by nature. However, to fundamentally change the characteristics of a species, this is unnatural, and we are definitely unable to do it. In theory, as long as he is a Druil, he is unable to do it. We must follow the laws of nature. For something that goes against the laws of nature, we can only look for the Dark Druil. "
If the Druil was the public enemy number one in the land, then the Dark Druil who had fallen to the side of Chaos were the lunatics who believed in Chaos. They also believed that being unnatural was a mistake, but the Dark Druil was far crazier in every aspect.
A man-made city was doubtlessly unnatural. Ordinary Druil would pursue a life far away from the city. More often than not, they would retaliate in anger when a forest was invaded. Meanwhile, the Dark Druil would attempt to create a hurricane or flood to destroy the city. The craziest part of the Dark Druil was that they denied the existence of the Gods. They believed that the Divine Concept itself was meaningless, and that the existence of the Gods' churches was a sin. They believed that all natural elements should be returned to their origins.
Difficult to understand? Then let me give you an example. The Dark Druil believed that the Sea God shouldn't exist, because a conscious controller of the sea was a threat to nature. That was why the Dark Druil would try to attack the priests of the Sea God Church whenever they had the chance.
In reality, not only would the Sea God Church be attacked, almost all of the churches of the Gods would be on their blacklist. That was why the Gods of both sides unanimously gave the name of the Dark Druil to these radicals. Furthermore, they were still frequently on the wanted list.
The Gods could still tolerate Donglan giving the green light to the Druil. However, if they were to provoke the Dark Druil, they would immediately be suspected of their stand and would suspect if Wumianzhe had gone mad.
Alright, in the end, I had no choice but to give up. Fortunately, Amelia's arrival prevented me from coming into contact with the dangerous Dark Druil. The Virtue Garden Academy also obtained their most capable principal.
"What? Those little Druil who didn't want to be disciplined? I didn't see it. Oh, on that day, I beat up all of the teachers. I should be one of them. "
From the principal to the teachers, they all had such violent tendencies. This Garden Academy, which was supposed to be harmonious and friendly, would probably nurture a large number of violent people.
Based on what I knew, the Virtue Garden Academy was the most normal one among the many academies that were about to start their classes.
The principal of Diffindor's Life Medicine Academy (I was the one who came up with the name) was Heloise, nicknamed Little Black (I was the one who came up with the name). Other than teaching modern medicine, it also taught various kinds of Necromancy. It was probably the first Necromancer Academy to operate openly in the Kingdom of the Living.
In fact, I was also a guest professor of this academy's Necromancer Creation Faculty. Its Plague Course was probably the best in the world. After all, it had Kakana and a bunch of super Undead Alchemists overseeing it.
Alright, just because of this, the Holy Church had already sent out a stern warning and many countries had protested against it. However, I mercilessly threw all of this into the pile of old papers. Anyway, we no longer had any contact with each other, so you can protest all you want. As for the Pan-Continent Anti-Undead Treaty? I had always thought that treaties that I didn't sign were useless.
Nanxiang Academy of Law's Donglan Branch Campus was needless to say. It was nothing more than the surface version of the main campus of the Underground World. However, due to Kolos being the signboard girl and Xueti being the honorary principal, their enrollment this year had far surpassed the other academies.
West City's Mechanical Engineering Faculty was mainly divided into two major faculties — the Gnome Self-Destruction Faculty and the Gnome Death-Seeking Faculty. The headmasters of the faculty were the self-destruction masters of the Gnome Engineering Faculty and the Gnome Death-Seeking Masters of the Gnome Engineering Faculty. Alright, I admit that the above is just my personal bias and nonsense, but I've always felt that this is the most fundamental characteristic of this faculty.
Alright, that was all for the introduction of the academy. What? There was still a lack of a Pet Breeder Training School?
Alright, in the end, I couldn't ignore the past. Let me give a simple introduction — Beifeng, the principal of the Pet Breeder Training School. What he taught was' Various Tricks to Get Along with Beasts'. There shouldn't be much to say about the rest.
Back then, when I saw this proposal, I almost stuffed Beifeng into the main cannon of the Borealis and sent him out of Aichy with a single shot. However, this was the reward he requested for miraculously completing the Winter Wolf Taming Mission. Furthermore, it had already been proven that in the Northern Lands, where Magical Beasts were everywhere, Beifeng's abilities might really be the most important to be taught.
In the end, under the temptation of power, I could only helplessly compromise. However, in order to avoid being an eyesore, I left this academy in the outskirts of the city. As for their office building, I arranged for them to be in the abandoned Big Ben Clock Room, which was more than ten floors high. It was a perfect place for them to train their bodies.
【You want strong warriors? Sure, go and train them yourself and groom them. — You intend to send out your troops just by building a military camp? The galactic war next door is calling for you.】
Alright, since the System complained that building a military camp was unable to send out troops, I would just build an academy to groom the backbone of the future. In any case, by throwing a person in, a few years later, wouldn't I be able to obtain a strong troop type? There wasn't much of a difference from building an unscientific military camp. It was just that the cycle was longer and the investment was higher.
And now, while I was discussing important matters with the Lord of Sharal and the Barbarian Prince, my entourage should have followed my instructions and spread the recruitment brochures of these academies across the entire Sharal Autonomous Region.
They should be traversing through the small paths in the countryside and making a ruckus in the city's plaza, doing their best to attract this year's freshmen. Of course, there was also the possibility of them fighting over the freshmen.
"Mixed-bloods are being discriminated against? Don't worry, Madam. There wasn't such a thing in our Donglan previously. Now, with the Forbidden Spell of the Sinless City as a guarantee, why would your son be bullied? Right, please accept this leaflet. My serial number is on it. If you bring this to the West City Mechanical Engineering School to register, you can save 5 gold coins in school fees! "
"No, no, I didn't take any commission, really … Alright, Madam, I really admire you. Alright, I will save 7 gold coins in school fees, but you have to introduce me to other students. For every student that you introduce, I will give you a commission of 2 gold coins! "
The Goblin Kabala was currently the number one in terms of performance because he had already recruited dozens of students. The current him could just sit down and count his money.
"That, does the Alchemy Academy have any? I want my daughter to learn Alchemy, but we don't have any decent Alchemy Academy here. "
"There really isn't any, but you can consider letting your daughter register for the Diffindor Life Medicine Academy. Their Epidemic Prevention Faculty (the name that the Plague Faculty advertises to the public) Head Master Kakana is a Legend-rank Alchemist. Her two apprentices are Legend-rank Alchemists as well. With their guidance, your daughter will definitely become a Superior Alchemist."
Alright, a young lady whose goal was to become an Alchemist, under the deceit of a student recruitment trafficker, ended up walking the path of a Necromancer.
"Donglan's best Fleet Command Academy is recruiting new students. Do you want to become the new Admiral and have a harem of countless warships? Welcome to the soon-to-be-established Donglan First Royal Navy Academy! "
Alright, no matter how hard Kennai's father, Sampil Papin, tried his best to advertise, the number of students he recruited was destined to be the lowest. But now, he only managed to recruit two future Black Admirals who refused to admit that they were black-skinned, and it was apparent that they had some sort of cognitive impairment.
The reason? Donglan Principality is a landlocked country, so it doesn't have a Navy. Most people would probably think that he was joking … Of course, the crux of the problem lies in the fact that I wouldn't allow him to say that the Donglan Navy is currently under construction.
It was already confirmed that he was first from the bottom, so the second from the bottom would probably be the Garden Academy. To those who didn't know the truth, the name of this Garden Art Academy was overly artistic, and it might not be able to fill their stomachs in the competition for jobs in the future. But to those who understood the situation, sending themselves or their children to be groomed by a wanted criminal to become the public enemy of the continent, Druil, was obviously a little unexpected.
What made me the most speechless was the recruitment method of a certain Dracon. He didn't even prepare any recruitment materials. All he did was hold a few banquets and barbecue parties in the plaza, and then chat with the guests who were of the same wavelength as him. Somehow, the number of students he recruited rose to second place.
"Hey, hey, you already have so many students. Why don't you split it between us?"
"Let me take a look at the rankings … It seems that we do have more than 20 free students. How about this, one hundred gold coins each, you can take it if you want."
It was no wonder that they were working so hard to recruit students, to the point where there were already signs of them selling their students. After all, I intended to use their recruitment results to calculate the budget for the various academies next year. This was a huge sum of gold coins.
Such a situation didn't only happen in Sharal. The recruitment of students from all over Donglan had already begun before we set off. From a certain standpoint, I wasn't greedy for short-term effects. Instead, I was working hard to change this weak country from its roots.
Of course, I had my own plans for the recruitment of students from Sharal by throwing out a huge sum of gold coins to increase the motivation of the recruitment staff.
At this moment, I was in a conference room, looking gleefully at the two officials of other countries who were in a daze.
What made them pale in fright, disregarding diplomatic etiquette, were the two pictures in front of them. One of them was the Barbarian's Holy Land, Osolovin Peak. In the picture, the peak had already turned into ruins surrounded by the flames of war. On the other hand, the picture in front of Gagalol was a picture of the Sharal Autonomous Region. There wasn't any so-called autonomous region there, just a barren land filled with dense trees.
Without my existence — — There wouldn't be the rise of the Donglan Principality — — There wouldn't be any reinforcements from Donglan — — The mixed-bloods might not be able to persist in finding Sharal — — There wouldn't be any Sharal Autonomous Region.
I could understand such logic, but in the eyes of the leader of the Sharal Autonomous Region, what it represented was terrifying. "Could it be that Sharal has been completely erased, to the point where there isn't even a trace of it left?"
"These two pictures are pictures of the future that I obtained through my prophecy ability. In the name of the Holy Light, I can vouch for their authenticity. You can take a close look at what will happen to the land of your people in the future. After that, think about it carefully before you answer my suggestion. "
Looking at the two leaders whose faces turned pale in an instant, I smiled gleefully.
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