Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 48 Let’s Create a Country
"Mr. Lord, did I hear it wrong just now?"

Norn didn't quite understand why the topic jumped to this point. He just had the same idea as Lord, which was to let more humans learn magic.

Why has it come to the point of creating a human nation?
Why, why did things turn out like this?
"You heard it right!" Lord's voice was firm.

He didn't know how the first human country was formed in Fulilian's world, but that didn't stop him from promoting it.

To create a kingdom for mankind.

That will be the first human kingdom in this continent in history.

The ideal country of Ai'er.

"Are you crazy?"

Finally, Celie couldn't help herself and walked out from behind a tree.

"What? You don't want to eavesdrop anymore?"

Lord had already noticed Celie's golden hair that could not be hidden, and now when he saw her coming out, he began to tease her.

It didn't matter if Celie heard about this, after all, Lord still wanted her to help.

"Ahem, I'm just passing by." Celie would never admit that she followed them out of curiosity about what they were talking about. "But are you serious, Lord?"

"Of course I'm serious. When the time comes, let Norn be the king, and the two of us will be great sages."

Although the title of the first king of mankind did make him envious, Lord did not yet have the courage to shoulder the corresponding responsibility.

Because once you really want to establish such a country and become the king of this country, you will be responsible for all the human beings on the entire continent.

Lord was no such saint.

"You..." Celie narrowed her eyes and looked at Lord, "What on earth are you planning?"

In his opinion, Lord should not be such a great saint.

Although this guy is indeed a good person and will unconditionally teach his magic to his fellow people, he is far from a saint.

And what he just said was no different from what a saint would do.

Lord spread his hands with an innocent look: I just think that since the Norn want more humans to learn magic, it would be better to directly establish a kingdom belonging to humans.

In this way, magic can be passed down systematically, and humans can have their own shelter.

Noen finally recovered from his shock: "Mr. Lord, this is too sudden."

Norn never dared to ask for such a thing.

You have to know that there are so many races on this continent, but there are only five countries with names, and even the Dwarf Country has been destroyed once.

You can imagine how difficult it is to establish a country.

Territory, people, army, etc. would be a very cumbersome matter, and just thinking about it made Norn feel it was impossible.

"I won't tell you what it takes to build a nation, but how are you going to gain recognition from other races?"

If you want to establish a country, at least other races have to recognize you.

If there is no dispute, it is inevitable.

"Celiai, have you ever heard this saying? When you are strong enough, people will think everything you do is justified."

"But you are not strong enough now." Celie poured a basin of cold water on him mercilessly.

"It's okay. I can wait. Whether it's twenty or thirty years, I can afford it. Besides, in my world, sometimes only one city is needed to be called a country."

"What kind of country is it if it only has one city?" Celia didn't know what kind of country this was. Its entire territory consisted of just one city. If the city fell, the whole country would be finished.

Besides, the dwarf kingdom was destroyed because its entire capital was captured by the demons, and almost all the dwarves of the royal family died in the royal capital, leaving other clans leaderless.

This is completely different from the case where a country is destroyed when a city is destroyed.

"We only need a name. We should promote the name of the Kingdom of Humanity, unconditionally accept all humans, and provide them with shelter. Then, both the people and the army will gradually emerge."

Norn immediately understood what Lord meant.

Today, all human beings are scattered all over this continent, without even a single larger settlement.

What Lord did was to promote the brand of the human nation and attract people from all over the continent to join him.

As time goes by, this city-state will naturally become a qualified country.

"But is the world too dangerous for humans now? I'm worried."

Norn was worried that even if their names were to spread to other human villages, these people would be too scared to leave.

This world is too dangerous. Ordinary people have no chance of fighting back against monsters. How can they possibly cross such great distances and reach the kingdom they established?
If this causes other humans to give up the idea of ​​leaving, then their efforts will be in vain.

"So doesn't this require us to impart magical knowledge?" Lord patted his shoulder.

In this way, fate completes a loop at this moment.

"I understand!" Noen looked at Lord with admiration.

He felt a little ashamed that this man had actually thought of such a far-fetched thing.

"But this makes me a king or something," Norn said with a wry smile. He was worried that he could not bear the responsibility.

"It's okay, believe in yourself, you are the most suitable among us!"

"But." Noen was still a little hesitant.

"If you really don't want to be the king, then let Celie be the king. Do you think it's appropriate for the king of a human country to be an elf?"

Celie looked confused as to why the topic was brought up again about her.

Before she could even open her mouth, Lord continued, "You can have me do it. I'll be a hands-off manager and leave everything to you. What do you think?"

"What's the difference between that and me?" Noen complained in a low voice.

Celie looked at Lord in silence: "What a willful fellow."

Lord shook his head, pretending he didn't hear what Celie said.

I can only say that Miss Elf still needs to practice her swearing skills. This level of swearing is nothing to Lord.

Maybe if Celie put on a disgusted expression and called him a scumbag, Lord would feel a little happier.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't have this kind of fetish, he just thought it would be interesting to see Celie make such an expression.

"So you see, in the end, you will have to be the king. Don't worry, Celie and I will assist you when the time comes."

"No, I haven't agreed yet."

Celie was a little anxious. Why should she help others become king? That was meaningless.

"You will agree." Lord leaned close to Celie's ear, and the close distance made her face itchy.

Norn didn't know what Lord said, but he saw Celia's expression change from reluctance to thinking, her pupils slightly contracted, and her little hands began to unconsciously grope for the corners of her clothes.

(End of this chapter)