Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

North of Aislar mainland, South Taren prairie.

Kailim rode his beloved war horse "Hoarfrost" and looked far away. In the distance is the northern line of defense of mankind, Thor Fortress.For 200 years, the most elite army of mankind has been stationed there, and the orc army that has always wanted to go south is turned away.

"Kailimu~" From a distance, a young man ran wildly on a horse, calling Kailim's name as he ran.

Kailim pulled the horse's rein, and the beloved "Hoarfrost" under the seat slowly turned his head.

The young man on the horse ran to Kailim's side, pulled the horse's reins, and raised the front hoofs of the black horse under the seat, and the horse screamed.

"Lugman, what are you doing?" Kailim asked at the young man who was riding his horse.

"Karim, the chief wants you to go back right away, there is a very important thing."

Kailim patted "Hai Shuang" gently on the neck, "Hai Shuang" let out a brisk cry, and immediately left, Lugeman left behind.

In a moment, Kailim returned to the camp, where his ancestors had lived for hundreds of years.

"Kailim, you're back." Everyone who saw Kailim in the camp greeted him actively.

"Hoarfrost" carried Kailimu to a big tent and stopped gently.

Kailim jumped to the ground, ignored the words of others, jumped open the tent curtain, and strode in.

The huge tent was full of people.Seeing that Kailim was back, an elderly person in white clothes sitting in the middle pointed to a felt ball next to him and motioned Kailim to sit down.

Kailim changed his normal behavior and bowed respectfully, but sat there quietly.

The elder smiled slightly and said: "Since Kailimu is back, let's continue with the topic just now. We have 166 camps of the Kle in the South Talun grassland, and more than 10 million people have always hoped. It can restore the glory of our ancestors and re-establish the Clay Empire."

A middle-aged man wearing gray and white clothes with a sudden head light said: "Chief Abdul, your wish is naturally good, but I don't think that His Majesty the Emperor will promise us the restoration of the Clay clan."

"Fart." A sturdy male voice sounded: "Kriai, you fellow, you sing against the chief every time."

Keliai, wearing an off-white dress, shook his head and said: "Don't forget, no king will watch his territory split, even if he is already a sickly old lion."

Chief Abdul in white clothes stretched out his hands, and the entire tent was suddenly silent.

Chief Abdul said softly: "It is the dream of our Clay people to restore the glory of our ancestors. I believe that every descendant of the great god will contribute to this ideal..."

Kriai shook his head, interrupted Chief Abdul's words, and retorted: "Chief Abdul, perhaps you should reconsider. For 200 years, although our people have been divided into hundreds of tribes, We don’t have to worry about survival at all. As long as we work hard, we will naturally have fat lamb. We don’t have to migrate every day to avoid the attacks of orcs like our ancestors."

Chief Abdul said: "Kriai, my child, do you think we should not build our own country?"

Keliai said: "The establishment of our own country is not for the people to live a happy and safe life. Now that we have achieved this, why bother to do so? If the empire does not agree to our requirements, then perhaps we will meet each other. Not far from here is the Thor Fortress, if something unpleasant really happens, it might give those savage orcs a chance."

Chief Abdul looked at Kriai, then at the other people in the tent, and still whispered: "Who else has Kriai's opinion?"

Several people in off-white clothes hesitated for a while and did not speak.

"Very well." Chief Abdul said with a smile on his face, "It seems that my child is more naughty than Kriai. I think maybe our great god needs you to serve him."

As soon as the voice fell, Kailim grew up, and a white light appeared from Kailim's waist and quickly flashed around Keliai's neck.

Kriai looked at Chief Abdul incomprehensibly, as if he wanted to say something, but could not say anything.Keliai touched his neck with his hand, and his bald head fell to the ground behind his body.The last thought in Keliai's mind flashed: "I know that person's back, who is it?"

Seeing Kailimu kill Patriarch Kriai, the entire tent suddenly became chaotic.

Chief Abdul coughed slightly, and everyone immediately calmed down and sat obediently in their seats.

Chief Abdul said with a little sadness: "Patriarch Kriai has been greeted by our great god and has returned to serve him. I think, now we can make a decision? If we still disagree with us. Please raise your hand if the Lai people recover."

There was no sound in the tent, and everyone desperately lowered their bodies and heads, lest the Chief Abdul thought it was disagreement and caused a murder.

"Very well, since everyone has no objections, let's do it. Keliai's tribe, I will arrange for someone to take care of them." Chief Abdul waved his hand, and everyone was relieved, and quickly stood up and filed out.

Although Chief Abdul didn't say it clearly, everyone in the tent knew that Chief Abdul's words revealed an extremely bloody smell.What kind of care, if you show a slight color of disobedience, you will be summoned by the great god immediately, right?

Chief Abdul clapped his hands, and two bowed male servants walked into the tent, and they quickly gathered Kriai's body away.

Chief Abdul said to himself: "Kriai, the rise of an empire is accompanied by blood. You can rest assured, your name will become the first honor for the great god in my Clay Empire. Consecrated tribe. Kailim."

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"You are my confidant. I am going to send you to participate in the Royal Tournament this time. You must keep in mind that it does not matter if you participate in the Tournament Tournament this time. The key is to understand the true power of the empire. And try to establish relations with other forces so that they can be used by us in the future. Do you understand?"

"Understood, my chief chief." Kailim said respectfully.

"Chief Abdul, I also want to participate in the competition!" A female voice sounded outside the tent.

"Hahahaha" Chief Abdul laughed, "Is it Rukani? Come in."

The curtain of the tent was opened, and a young girl full of youth came in, followed closely by Lugman.

Chief Abdul said with a smile: "Rukani, did you listen to what your brother said?"

Rukani said: "Chief Abdul, I don't care, I want to go anyway."

Chief Abdul pointed to Kailim who was standing next to him and said: "I can't be the master. He will lead the team in this game, so he will naturally choose the players."

Rukani showed a trace of ruddy on her face, and she embarrassedly said to Kailim: "Brother Kailim, let me go too."

Kerim looked at Chief Abdul, who had a kind smile on his face, as if he was just a respected old man.Kerim nodded and said: "This time you participate in the competition, you and your brother Lugman are indispensable."

Lugman asked: "Brother Kailim, who else?"

Kailim said with a smile: "I know what you are thinking about. Your good friends Nurman and Hussein are very good. You will tell them later, we will leave tomorrow."

Lucani said happily: "Great, I can go out on an adventure with Big Brother Kailim again. Fernando City, here we are!"