Twenty-three, pay homage to the founding father (Part 1)

Behind this failed magic door is a dark and winding corridor, with countless lifelike statues of demons and monsters standing on both sides - Feili knew very well that this should be a common gargoyle in ancient tombs and ruins. Although it usually looks like a stone statue, as long as it is touched, it will be given life by magic. It fiercely attacks any intruder with its minions, and is also one of the most troubled opponents of adventurers.

——But, in this place where the magic net collapsed, they are just ordinary monster statues.

There are many inscriptions and patterns engraved on the ceiling of the corridor, which seems to be the "immortal flame" that has been used for lighting by people. However, for the same reason, they have all failed and become simple and useless reliefs.

Fortunately, as a remedy, the residents of the dungeon lit up a lot of torches and braziers here, which not only illuminated the road, but also reflected the various patterns on the ceiling and walls clearly, but also caused smoke to fill the air, making everyone cough.

Then, at the end of the corridor, an oval exquisite small door appeared. A swaying oil lamp was hung on the lintel, and some blurred runes were vaguely engraved. Feili was about to push the door and go in, but Queen Lixuan reached out to stop it.

"Hmm?" Feili raised her head, her eyes full of confusion, and the expressions of the others were also very puzzled.

"...Ahem," the queen pondered for a moment before she spoke, "...Next, I will introduce you to an old gentleman with a noble status." She paused here and continued, "... Therefore, before this, please be sure to pay attention to when you see this honor, please be sure to take care of your appearance and maintain your demeanor."

When everyone who came from the Xiangrui News heard this, they were in an uproar and indignant. It was not too much to mention that the owner would remind the guests to be polite. Even in Lixuan City, as a weak person waiting to be rescued, he had no position to treat Feili and others.

——It is entirely because of your hard prayers to the goddess of magic that we will leave our business alone, cross the desert thousands of miles, and travel here to see what happened. Unexpectedly, the other party first asked questions and couldn't explain why he called him, and then was taken to this ghost place for no reason, and even put on such a bad air, and he had to pay attention to etiquette... Who is asking whom?

(It must be given an example, it means that a policeman receives a report and finds that the reporter cannot explain clearly what happened. He can only take the police to a secret place to meet someone. Before the meeting, he reminds the police to be polite... Is it really too much?)

As the leader of this group, Marshal Fili Taylor also had his mouth twitching and his heart was entangled - even if he, the candidate, lacked real power, and lacked presence in the temple system, he was still the dignified marshal with tens of thousands of troops. He had delayed taking office for more than a month in the desert for the sake of your Lixuan City, which was already unhappy. But now these help seekers who should have been grateful and crying are still so arrogant, as if they were praying for them backwards...

To be honest, if this was not a task sent by the Magic Goddess himself, he would not have to be ignored. He would have been so angry that he would have slammed the door and left.

Therefore, Feiri just snorted with a dark face, nodded quite coldly, and raised her hand to signal the queen to guide everyone.

However, Queen Lixuan seemed to be very satisfied with the effect she created. Regardless of the ugly faces of the Xiangrui people, she pushed the door directly into the door, and shouted loudly in the ancient accent Naserier language: "...I inform the noble 'Father of the Motherland' (riae), the candidate voter of the Magic Goddess, and the Marshal of the Air Force of the Naserier Empire, Feili Taylor, asked for a visit."

——The Father of the Motherland

Hearing this well-known title, the rest of the people who boarded the Xiangrui pirate ship halfway, did not react much. Only Feiri Taylor, who was following the Queen, couldn't help but tremble and almost fell down on the spot.

Then, he felt his brain was running at a speed, and the CPU was obviously overloaded...

——This "father of the motherland" is not an ordinary title

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The long era of the First Empire of Naserel lasted for more than thirty-five centuries from birth to destruction. During this period, there were countless heroes, wise men and philosophers. There were thousands of great arcane masters standing at the peak of the power and knowledge of the empire.

However, there is only one person who was publicly named the supreme honorary title of "Father of the Motherland" from beginning to end.

Generally speaking, the so-called founding father should be a respectful title for the founding leader.

However, in the ancient First Empire of Naseril, the situation was slightly special.

The shaman king Lao Naisse, who worked hard to establish the country in seven fishing villages and named the country in his own name, was the real founding ancestor, but the Naisserel he established was actually just a barbaric and backward ignorant country. The true glorious era of the First Empire of Naisserel will not begin until centuries later.

Moreover, Lao Naise was domineering and greedy, and was incompetent in power, which made Naiserier encounter a split crisis in the early days of the founding of the country. In the end, the public was full of grievances and when he was assassinated, he had almost subverted his country himself. Therefore, later scholars did not have a high evaluation of Lao Naise, so naturally he would not award him the supreme honorary title of "Father of the Motherland".

Therefore, the person who is truly recognized by all walks of life in the Naseril Empire as the "father of the motherland" is not the shaman king Naser who created this country, but the wise sage who pushed him to the peak of glory, the greatest human arcane in Torrell's world, the inventor of a series of greatest arcane achievements such as Miser's nuclear power, the floating city, and the outstanding educator who trained more than 3,000 arcane artists in his life, the eternal glorious father of Naser, and the most powerful arcane before the birth of Karthas - Iolaum!

Iorem was born in the fifth century of the birth of the First Empire, and then he ushered in the golden age of Neserel. He also witnessed and maintained almost all the glory and glory of this country with more than two thousand years of long life he gained through his life.

He was not only an outstanding scholar, but also created the first Miser energy nuclear, the first floating city and the Iolaum’s1ongevity, which allowed the great arcane to "live and live"; he was also a brave general who once led tens of thousands of troops to carry out genocide-style strikes on the orc tribes that invaded the empire through a series of bloody and cruel battles.

In the middle and late stages of the First Empire, more than half of the great arcane masters came from Iolum's disciples, which also made his status unparalleled...
Chapter completed!