Blood of Mercury

"Old friend, long time no see."

"I haven't written to you for many years, I hope you still remember me."

"Yes, as with all my previous letters to you, I have one more sad news for you."

"[Professor]—I hope you remember the name. That's right, he's here again... Just like five years ago, he's starting to work on his 'resurrection potion' again. And this time, the lunatic turned his attention to Divine."

"As far as I know, he should start from Richero this time, and then go all the way north, close to the border of Fararu and go around Caral anti-clockwise. Because Caral has no priest, he probably won't be delayed by you. It's been too long. Remember, you must be restrained, and never have any conflict with him - any kind of conflict. I hope you remember how warm the city of wealth was at the end."

"Never take in any priests, absolutely don't take in any priests--it's not okay to let them appear near Richero. Unlike those alchemists, the professor will never leave his hand in battle... Of course, if you are imprisoned there If you happen to detain a certain priest, maybe you and the professor may be able to reach some deals with the professor."

"Peace to you, my friend. I will get to you as soon as possible, and you must wait for me."

"—Your dear, Farina."

A neatly dressed middle-aged man with a monocle sat in the study, lightly rubbing this piece of stationery, which seemed to still smell a little fragrant.

"Falina..."

He murmured, and the fingers of his right hand brushed the letter very gently, as if stroking a lover's cheek.

Not bad actually.

If it wasn't for chance, Farina Luteng would have long since become his wife. Just because his father couldn't stand Farina's not-so-clean origin and her druid status.

Although the status of Druid will add nobility to men, it can alienate people when it is placed on women.

In the patriarchal Caral, only members of the female druid order have the right to take the initiative to participate in war, to become lords, and to divorce their husbands. Although marrying a female Druid means decades of good weather in the territory, and the child will inevitably become a Druid, there are still a large number of Caral nobles who cannot accept the existence of female Druids.

With the exception of the druids, more than 90 percent of the Kalars were Bansars two hundred years ago. The traditions of the Bansa naturally influenced them as well.

In Banza, women cannot be priests of Tyre. This means being on the path to the priesthood of Banza. Women are born with far fewer ways out than men. As a nun, if you don't become a saint, you will be the highest abbot in this lifetime.

Sivir will accept some dance girls. But all they do is sing battle songs or send off warriors with sword dances - and in other cases, they are nothing more than a group of noble soldiers.

Probably the reason why Caral's statehood was too short. Many Kalars still remember their history. They have never forgotten that they are an independent principality from Banza, and their ancestors are Banza people.

From the perspective of civilization inheritance, this may be a good thing. But this also means that many Caral people encounter disputes in peacetime. Will subconsciously forget the Druid laws and use the customary laws of the Bansa people. This form is very common among the people.

Obviously Druid advocates equality between men and women, clearly Druid advocates recycling, and clearly Druid encourages the creation of poetry, but Caral people still subconsciously regard women as appendages of men and like meaningless pomp. At the same time, poetry is regarded as useless moaning.

But they don't like to read Continental History and study the history of various countries like the Bansa people. If the Kalars do academic research that only they can do, it's probably a biography of a legend.

This kind of biography that is indistinguishable from knight novels in a sense is not a very reliable biography, it is the usual pastime of the Caral people. As for how unreliable. Just take a look at "Dwarf King" Rornis to know.

The Earl of Orwell's family is a real old family.

Before their family became the Earl of Caral, it was a Viscount of Bantha. Because they had given some sponsorship to Duke White Wolf, after Duke White Wolf laid down the land of Caral, their family received an invitation from the first-generation Grand Duke of Caral.

The title of an earl, an earldom - although it is not a wise move to leave the viscounties that the family has run for several generations, Orwell's grandfather is also a decisive person who knows the opportunity of development.

So, Earl Orwell's grandfather chose to leave Banza without hesitation, and took his subjects to this land that was independent from Banza. The Viscount became the Earl. And his territorial people also shared a lot of pressure on the newly independent Caral.

but. The Orwell family has never forgotten that the blood of the noble Banza nobles flows through them.

That was Banza - a country as old as Elcatel. If you look back more than a thousand years, half of Su Ze and Titan are duchies split from the current Banza.

At that time, the southern countries had not yet been crushed and swallowed by the "abyss at sea level". Now Titan's location can be regarded as the north.

But a thousand years ago, when the saints just left, the devil invaded from the south.

At that time, the gods had not yet been born, and almost no one could resist these demons. They raged in the southern countries without any resistance.

The southern countries can only choose to ship a few inheritances to Titan. Then the large-scale Lu Shen and the demon army perished together. And these inheritances are the first generation of Titans. With the exception of these very few silver species, most of their citizens are Banza.

It can be said that Titan is also a part of Banza.

At a time when Elkat has been turned into a country of ruins, the Banza people generally consider themselves to have the most noble blood in the world. This arrogance convinced them of the correctness of their own civilizational traditions.

Orwell's father could not tolerate his child being married to a former nightingale and druid. When he told the professor about Farina's existence, he was the one who drove her around~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although his father died suddenly and inexplicably, it was not until he forced her that he was only seventeen at the time. When Orwell married, Farina was still unable to return to Richero. Later, after Farina learned that Orwell had married and had children, she never wrote to him again.

And now...it's the first letter in five years.

"Falina..."

Just thinking about it makes me so happy.

He whispered, feeling the scorching fire of love running down his back, like a hot finger scratching lightly on the skin, and an electric current crackling through his spine, making Orwell shiver with excitement.

Yes... As long as there is this thing, Farina will not leave him.

Orwell reached into his inner pocket with trembling hands, feeling the small bottle handed over to him by the respected old scholar, and a smile unconsciously hung on the corner of his mouth.

A dim yellow light flashed across his eyes. (To be continued.)