Carlos's chant was slightly raw, after all, he hadn't had much practice, and it hadn't been easy for him to finish the scene!

　　As he sang, Carlos felt a small increase in his spiritual power as well; the power of the spiritual battle song worked equally well on the ritual itself, and the infusion of the power of the battle song benefited all orc races.

　　"Oh!

　　I hereby apologize to you for all my previous mistrustful behavior, Honorable Priest-sama!"

　　Eranster made a one hundred and eighty degree turn in attitude and said to Carlos with great respect and sincerity.

　　"Perhaps I have not behaved like a noble temple priest, and you are justified in your disbelief, which I deeply understand!"

　　Carlos said politely.

　　Because Eranster was a high-ranked magician, Carlos didn't deliberately take a stance and acted a bit more humble and courteous, which would be more favorable.

　　"You are truly young and talented, I'm afraid there aren't many Order Priests this young in the entire Orc Empire!"

　　After ascertaining Carlos's strength, Eranster didn't mince words of praise, a bit of ass-kissing.

　　But a being suspected of being a scepter priest deserved such respectful, even fawning, treatment from Eranster.

　　Although he didn't know why Carlos kept calling himself an Order Sacrifice, but through the battle song chanting just now.

　　Elenst's did feel the power of the Scepter Ritual's war song!

　　So it's not up to Erlangist to be careless!

　　Carlos was also receptive to Erlangist's flattery; after all, who didn't like to hear good things?

　　! With Elenster's deliberate currying favor, Carlos finally felt a bit of a man of the people, and was held up as a bit of a floater to be too high up on his own first, which was also important for becoming a lord.

　　"Now, am I qualified to be the lord here?"

　　Carlos inquired kindly.

　　"This," said the ever-flattering Erlangist, steeped in hesitation and hesitation!

　　"What?

　　Isn't that strength enough to become a lord?"

　　Carlos asked.

　　"The situation in the Northern Plains is not the same as in the Midlands, where there simply isn't a strong third party to authorize it.

　　That is, being able to be a lord is just the result of a negotiation between both you and the races in the territorial area, strength is just one aspect.

　　Whether it is embraced by the people of the race, whether it can be erected with authority, whether it is competent, all these things must be considered, and it is never as simple as you think!"

　　Erlangist said.

　　In the central plains region, where the royal influence of the Orc Empire was present, local recognition was possible by virtue of the royal handwriting.

　　It's like a third-party guarantee that, after being secured, can be put in place very quickly with no tests in between!

　　Not so in the Northern Plains, where everything is accumulated on your own, and no one is qualified enough to vouch for you.

　　Therefore, Carlos must rely on his own ability to win the approval of the races living on the Northern Plains in order to become the Lord of the Northern Plains!

　　"Holy shit!

　　What a pain in the ass!

　　How is this going to be recognized, is it going to be hard for me to go from person to person and sing the spiritual battle cry to each of them?"

　　Carlos didn't take it well.

　　"It's not a bad idea!

　　Let everyone have been baptized in your war song, Sacrifice-sama, and they will embrace you from the bottom of their hearts!

　　With the great power of the Sacrificial Battle Hymn, it's not hard!"

　　Erlangist said seriously.

　　"I'm just saying that!

　　You still take it seriously, your race doesn't know how many people, sing it once each, my voice is directly scrapped okay!"

　　Carlos said.

　　"Indeed, one by one is too slow, there are too many of them, and this is too inefficient!"

　　Shelia said in an aside.

　　"Finally an understanding person comes out to say something, this old man Erlangist, at his age, still talks so unrealistically.

　　What a waste to grow such a long beard, this thought is not as good as someone else's little girl!"

　　Carlos thought to himself.

　　"One by one won't work, I suggest splitting them up into batches, gathering them together and taking turns to be baptized with the Battle Hymn of Carlos, let's talk about how many individuals at a time would be appropriate!"

　　Shelia added immediately afterward.

　　"Huh?

　　!"

　　Carlos' entire body was dumbfounded!

　　Even more frightening was the fact that Erlangist had a serious look on his face, pinching his fingers as he contemplated how many people to call over at once!

　　"Both of you, calm down!

　　This is going to wear me out!"

　　Carlos begged.

　　"But it really is the easiest and most direct way!"

　　Erlangist said.

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　　"I think so!"

　　Shelia chimed in.

　　Why are these two still united?

　　Carlos thought in surprise.

　　"Every time I chant a battle song, I need to gather a huge amount of spiritual power, and to the extent that I did just now, I can only sing it a few times a day only, I can't sing it continuously.

　　, I'm weaker after every song, and this continues to drain me, and I'm prone to sudden death from mental exhaustion!"

　　Carlos said.

　　"Does this happen with high priests?

　　How come I don't feel weak after chanting the battle song?"

　　Shelia questioned.

　　"Your rank isn't enough, when you reach the level of Order Sacrifice you'll realize how great the consumption of chanting a battle song is!"

　　Carlos said.

　　Actually, this one was made up by Carlos, after singing the battle song Carlos was very energetic and didn't feel weak at all.

　　The reason why I have to say this on purpose is because Carlos really doesn't want to be repetitive and mechanical to be an emotionless singing machine, that would be too boring!

　　That's why Carlos made a statement like that.

　　The mental exhaustion remark was made up by Carlos, but it was true that this voice couldn't take it, and if the chanting continued for a short period of time, Carlos' voice would really go hoarse.

　　He 　　might even turn into an unpleasant duck voice, Carlos still wants to flirt with girls in the future, if he opens his mouth with this rough duck voice, then how can Carlos flirt with girls ah!

　　"What's it going to be?

　　Right now it's the easiest, most convenient and quickest method, can you think of anything better than that?"

　　Shelia said.

　　"Coming to the Northern Wasteland was guided and requested by the God of War in the temple, there must be a special reason and meaning for the God of War to do so, as a loyal servant of the God of War, one must fulfill the God of War's mission as soon as possible before doing so!"

　　Hylia started that goddamned rhetoric again, and whenever Hylia spoke in that tone, Carlos felt like he couldn't communicate with her!

　　"The way is always to think slowly well, I can't just disregard my ability condition in order to fulfill the mission of the God of War, then I might have to die young!

　　Surely the God of War wouldn't want me to visit him in the sky at such a young age!"

　　Carlos said with deliberate bitterness.

　　"Ugh!

　　Ugh!

　　Ugh!

　　What are you talking about? Talking about the God of War being in the sky, making it seem as if the God of War is gone, and that the God of War is eternal and indestructible.

　　It's just that the continent can't hold the greatness of the God of War, so it can't descend on the continent, as well as the fact that as a loyal servant of the God of War, one is sheltered by the God of War, so it's not that easy to die!"

　　The seriousness with which Shelia corrected these little flaws in Carlos' words was adorable.

　"Wherever the God of War is, if I chant war songs one after another anyway.

　　Then you may never see me alive again!

　　Do you want to lose me?"

　　Carlos came closer and spoke to Shelia.

　　As soon as these words were said, Hylia panicked in a flash, and Hylia didn't know how to reply for a moment!

　　So hesitantly stood, stood there somewhat at a loss for words, lowered his head, both eyes glancing around, but also did not have a focus.

　　Fingers subconsciously stirring the hem of the skirt, just wanted to open his mouth but did not know what to say, two red lips slightly open and close, partial can not send out a sound.

　　Like a fish in water, it opens its mouth but is silent, and like a goldfish beeping, it is endearing.

　　Feeling Carlos' whispered deep inquiries, with the warm breeze Carlos exhaled from his mouth in her ears, Shelia's pink cheeks instantly climbed into a blush.

　　The blush spread from her face to her snow-white swan neck, looking dainty and beautiful!

　　"This I . That, that ......" summoned up the courage to open his mouth, and stumbled over what he said, and simply closed it again, and the roots of his ears gradually colored cherry red.

　　Perhaps it was the words that spoke to Shelia's heart, causing her excitement to linger for a long time.

　　"What's wrong with you?

　　Why can't you say anything? You're turning so red!

　　Sick?"

　　Carlos really is as good as a pillar and doesn't understand that a girl's blush has trumped a good chunk of the dialogue.

　　Elanst was a handful of years old and had seen too much of these things, his heart was as clear as a mirror, and when Shelia's side couldn't say anything, he certainly understood what it was because of.

　　Just although he understood, in his position it was not good to say the words away, after all, he was only an outsider, the things between the feelings, or to the parties themselves to comprehend it!

　　"Knock, knock, knock!"

　　Just as Carlos was puzzled, there was another knock at the door!

　　Opening the door, it was Emil again who came, and just as she opened the door she exclaimed, "Grandpa!

　　The beast tide is coming!"

　　"What?

　　It's been less than half a month since the last beast tide, so how come it's here again!

　　It's dangerous to fend off the beast tide, so hurry up and go hide first!"

　　Erlangist exclaimed, in a deep voice.

　　"Grandpa, I can help too!"

　　Emil blinked his big eyes pleadingly.

　　"Don't be ridiculous!

　　Don't come and add to the chaos at this time, go hide!"

　　Erlangist said with a serious look on his face.

　　"What's with this beast wave?

　　Can we help?"

　　Carlos said.

　　"This beast tide is another disaster in the Northern Plains besides the Sea Spirit Race, because the Northern Plains borders the Sunset Mountain Range, it is prone to beast tides, and generally speaking we have to experience them once a month, and we've gotten used to it.

　　As long as you prepare in advance, you can't lose much each time, and this one came so suddenly that if we don't handle it properly, the food we use for winter may be trampled out!"

　　Erlangist said gruffly.

　　Carlos smelled some opportunity in Eranster's anxious demeanor, if he could excel in this defense against the beast tide.

　　Then it becomes easy to erect prestige among the races, and there is no need to go from one to the other chanting war songs!

　　This wave of beasts came at the right time, and that meant better opportunities for Carlos!

　　"Let's help!"

　　Carlos said cheerfully as he listened.

　　"We can help too!"

　　Shelia finally slowed down.

　　Hoffman and Avril also stood up, the dizziness brought on by Carlos's spiritual battle song had disappeared and was replaced by an unusually abundant essence.

　　All of the Bell Bears and Robert Rabbits were full of energy, not a trace of fatigue at all, just the perfect condition to go into battle!

　　Looking at the spirited Carlos and his party, Erlanth nodded, this time the beast tide came suddenly, not fully prepared, more people will have more power!

　　Elenster led them to the spot where they had fought off the wave of beasts, and Emil was ordered by Elenster to go back into the camp of the Mys rat people.

　　Carlos arrived at the place where they had fought off the tide of beasts, at the top of a gently sloping hill, where they were on the advantageous side of the height, with the Sunset Mountains not far in front of them.

　　From there an endless variety of magical beasts were rushing out, among them were the spotted hyenas and striped hyenas that Carlos was more familiar with, where even the striped hyenas could rush out in pieces!

　　There were also tusked mountain boars, herds of horned horses and pale antlered wood deer, and patches of hyenas and jackals pooled together in a fast gallop, rushing down the gentle slopes and into the midst of the positions on this side!

　　The front of the position was covered with huge stones piled up like a low version of a city wall, and Carlos didn't really think that such thin fortifications would do much good!

　　The truth, however, was that those piled-up low-profile walls were surrounded by a faint yellow luminescence.

　　The impact of the beasts didn't immediately cause the walls to crumble, they only shook violently, but still managed to hold on to their standing!

　　Carlos was surprised 　　that the seemingly ordinary stone wall was so resilient.

　　As Carlos was thinking this, he turned around to see Eranster, who had his eyes tightly closed, but was glowing with an earthy yellow color!

　　The green gems that had originally adorned his cane turned yellow at the urging of Elenst's magic.

　　It turned out that the wall in the distance had been enchanted with additional earth attribute magic by Elenster, which was why it was able to tower so firmly!

　　"Is this the Blazing Sun Magician?

　　In my place I probably wouldn't be able to gather magical energy to that location, let alone attach it with precision!"

　　Carlos lamented Elenster's skillful manipulation of magic.

　　"Curing magic can't be supported for too long, we need to force back the beast tide as soon as possible!"

　　The light on Erlangst's body slowly turned inward while opening his eyes and said.

　　Most of the position was filled with huge rats with a sturdy body of nearly three meters, and they were currently holding rolling stones with a diameter of around two meters from the position and throwing them down the slope!

　　Because of that wall, it was necessary to throw a certain arc each time, to get the rolling stone over the stone wall in order to hit the Wraiths.

　　Once they smashed through, think of all those hyenas, horned horses and whatnot, the immense force crushed them at once and smashed them into a pulp!

　　But when smashed against the tusked boars, the rolling stone would be shattered by the boars' tusks.

　　There were even some rolling stones that were not thrown over the wall at all and rolled down inside the stone wall, and the strength of the Shokrat warriors was not static.

　　It is natural to get tired of throwing too much, and when the strength becomes less, or when you don't throw high enough, you will not be able to get over the stone wall.

　　Carlos asked Hoffman to lead the Bellbear warriors to help, and compared to strength, the Bellbears could be ranked among the orcs.

　　Even the most powerful Shuo Rats of the Mys Rat Clan were still a bit behind compared to the Bell Bear warriors.