Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 413 - 188: The Hunt Begins
The Power of Faith, it’s an entirely different kind of power.
It’s obviously not that simple to control.
But long ago, Lear had already been preparing for this matter.
In his initial plan, the Swamp Boggart had the role of promoting the faith.
Theater is also part of teaching the faith.
People who have received modern education should better understand the media’s effect of spreading ideas.
Start by adapting the most basic dramas, adding content about the Swamp God to guide the residents.
For example, when the protagonist faces difficulties, the Swamp God descends from the heavens or guides them through, becoming their greatest support.
This can disperse the faith quietly in a way that everyone can accept.
Moreover, this form of theater can be performed externally.
In the Barbarian Territory and Night Shadow Clan, they can also enjoy spiritual life...
After calming down, let a few goblins leave first.
In thought, Lear turned and came to the outside of the classroom where teaching was taking place—a Goblin Ancient God who had created a body for himself with iron ore, tirelessly giving lessons to the 30 apprentices inside.
Various races were present, perfectly illustrating the concept of teaching without discrimination.
With the assistance of the Swamp Boggart, the apprentices inside found the boring knowledge engaging and were excited.
Seeing Lear arrive, the Goblin Ancient God finally stopped.
Controlling his metallic body, he stepped outside the door and bowed first.
"Lord Lear..."
Lear returned the greeting and asked.
"Your Majesty Azaro, I’m planning to rebuild the Swamp Sect in Weilu City, do you have any suggestions?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
The Swamp Sect had long collapsed with the demise of the Swamp God; there might still be some fragmented organization hidden in unknown areas, but openly, there is no trace left.
The Goblin Ancient God looked deeply at Lear.
"This is the path that must be traveled."
"Though the Power of Faith is a shortcut, enabling you to grow strong in the shortest time, it will become your greatest obstruction when you reach the peak."
"My suggestion is... you can utilize the Power of Faith, but don’t depend on it."
"It’s a double-edged sword, use it well, it can cut through obstacles; use it poorly, it harms both oneself and others."
The tone was somewhat heavy.
"I once suffered greatly because of it."
Lear memorized this in his heart.
"Thank you for your opinions, Your Majesty, I understand."
"Do you have any suggestions regarding the propagation of faith?"
The Goblin Ancient God gazed at his assistant in the room.
"Swamp Boggarts are quite suitable to become bishops; they have the power to enchant hearts."
"Moreover, the vast amount of emotions they’ve devoured during this time has placed them on the verge of transformation, and they can advance further using the power of the sect."
"When the time comes, spreading faith will become simpler."
His gaze became serious.
"Once the followers of the Swamp Sect increase, it will inevitably attract attention from other divine spirits."
"You need to consider the impact from various aspects."
"Additionally, the Power of Faith can strengthen the follower’s power, which is another way to enhance strength."
"Your army can all be developed into followers, facilitating their enhancement later on."
"Also, keep in mind, embracing the Power of Faith will inevitably connect you with the followers, and overly complex prayers often plunge newborn divine spirits into an endless soul maze, unable to escape."
"This is the major reason many newly promoted divine spirits perish."
"From the start, isolate the followers’ prayers, maybe let your bishops handle the followers’ prayers, don’t listen to them personally."
The saying ’an old household is as precious as a treasure’ resonated deeply with Lear at this moment.
This ancient being who created Goblin Civilization possesses an abundance of experience far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
This information, in the outside world, is certainly extremely taboo secrets; which divine spirit would discuss such matters with people?
"Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty."
"No need for politeness, it’s what I should do."
Lear received the answers he wanted, greatly improving his mood.
Glancing inside the room, he spoke softly.
"Are these apprentices satisfied?"
"Not bad, in another month, they will grasp the basic Goblin knowledge."
"What I’m teaching now is Goblin Alchemy and Goblin Forging Technique, both are useful in Weilu City."
"If Your Majesty needs to continue expanding manpower, feel free to select..."
"There’s no rush, once these 30 individuals are trained, I will keep 3 to 5 as instructors to further disseminate knowledge to newcomers."
"Upon training 20 instructors, I will impart higher-tier knowledge to them."
"So on and so forth, each advancing Goblin knowledge, I will retain some as instructors."
"In this way, the knowledge I impart will progressively become profound without me needing to repeat basic work."
"These, Your Majesty can arrange as you see fit, if there’s any need, just let Bain know."
Seeing Lear agree, the Goblin Ancient God nodded gladly.
He has now anchored himself to Weilu City, as nurturing Weilu City affords him a chance to restore Goblin Civilization.
So all current efforts prioritize strengthening Weilu City.
Leaving Weilu City, he can’t imagine where he might find a power that doesn’t fear the gods, willing to let him develop Goblin Civilization, and still holds infinite potential.
Lost in thought, he continued.
"Lord Lear, might you bring a batch of goblins next time when you have the chance?"
The tone carried a subtle nuance.
He really couldn’t imagine that the goblins, who once made the gods tremble, have now fallen to raiding in the wilderness, being despised and regarded as mere wild monsters!
With a group of clansmen in hand, training them might be quicker.
Lear nodded.
"Alright, I’ll keep an eye out."
After a brief conversation, the ancient goblin god continued his lecture, and Lear left directly.
On the way, he called Bain, the Swamp Boggart, and the King of Naga to gather at the City Hall.
Once they arrived, he first looked at the King of Naga.
"Duodoru, are you aware of the structure of the Tyrant Monarch’s sect?!"
The King of Naga nodded.
"Sovereign, the sect organization of the Tyrant Monarch is relatively simple... The topmost existence is the Tyrant Monarch himself, and everyone must believe in him."
"The second tier consists of the Tyrannical Bishops, responsible for developing followers in every corner of the Abyss, and also for exploring unknown planes to spread the tyranny among intelligent life."
"The third tier consists of ordinary believers, mostly demons who enjoy destruction and slaughter, as well as some dark beings similar to the Naga."
"In the main plane, the Tyrant Monarch has a few worshippers, but they provide extremely pure power of faith... Therefore, he often sends Tyrannical Bishops to spread the faith in the main plane, but it is mostly controlled by gods from various pantheons, often resulting in failure."
Lear nodded, the structure couldn’t be described as simple, but rather primitive... utterly worthless as a reference.
He decisively abandoned the idea of reference and calmly looked at Bain.
"From today onwards, I will reorganize the Swamp Sect to propagate faith!"
"The organization of the Swamp Sect will be divided into 7 tiers, with the Cardinal being the highest, followed by Archbishops, White-robed Bishops, and Bishops."
"Below them, there will be High Tier Clerics, Middle Tier Clerics, and Ordinary Clerics."
"The Cardinal can have up to 9 people."
"There will be no limit for the others; rules for required merits for promotion will be determined later."
"In the future, as long as they reach the corresponding level, the sect will equip them with suitable weapons and armor, and for those above the Bishop level with insufficient strength, I will personally enhance their potential and level."
Bain was first stunned by these words, then his aged face showed a look of delight.
His gaze became extremely fervent.
Your Majesty, are you finally going to walk the world in your true identity?!
During these months, he had already confirmed Lear’s identity, but since Lear didn’t speak of it, he didn’t dare to mention it either.
"The half-orcs have already started to believe in me spontaneously... Next, they will begin developing the first batch of church followers."
"Bain, you will be responsible for the initial organization of the sect."
"As soon as the threat of the dragon lich is resolved, immediately begin constructing the church for the Swamp Sect."
As for the sect’s rules, and how to preach... it can only be taken step by step and slowly perfected.
Right now, it’s just the beginning; actual implementation will have to wait until the surrounding crises are resolved.
Without waiting for Bain’s response, he continued:
"Swamp Boggart, in the future you will become the Archbishops of the sect, responsible for missionary work... you must also participate in the sect’s establishment in these days."
"If you have the time, you could organize a play for preaching purposes."
"As you wish!"
The Swamp Boggart was also eager about this.
After communicating with them for a while, Lear ended this topic and looked at Bain again.
"How are the preparations for the construction of the territory’s city walls?"
"Your Majesty, we’ve already recalled the Vine Fairies, but it will take at least half a month to complete the construction..."
Even though the Vine Fairies have been enhanced to level 12, the range of Weilu City has greatly expanded, making it difficult to completely enclose it.
Lear nodded.
"Narrow the construction area and cover the core region first, moving the outer buildings inward."
"If there is time, expand outward later."
Weilu City has the unique advantage of having movable buildings!
The outer buildings can shrink inward, significantly reducing the length of the city walls and shortening the time required.
"As you wish!"
Bain nodded heavily.
After the meeting was adjourned, Bain immediately proceeded with the arrangements.
The Vine Fairies immediately began constructing the city walls around the territory, swiftly cultivating the growth of Starry Sky Vine.
For the first time, residents witnessed the scene of 16 Vine Fairies acting simultaneously, with vines growing upward from the ground at an exaggerated speed.
If it were to build ordinary houses, it wouldn’t take even half an hour to complete, but the city walls involved too much work.
Height, thickness, length... all had their requirements.
So busy were they until the 17th, at the early morning hours, Lear appeared at the western fortress city.
At this moment, ghosts floated in the sky, and a Land of Crimson Rot quietly spread out from the fortress behind, covering a range of several hundred meters.
Stars Intelligence—On the 17th, the Kelder Ratman will launch an attack.
Without specific time, to prevent any unexpected occurrence, he brought the Land of Crimson Rot here in advance.
Just past 1 o’clock in the morning, suddenly, the sharp cries of rats echoed through the night sky.
On the ground ahead, a terrifying scene of heads appeared.
In the swamp, trampling water splashes made sounds like torrential rain pounding down.
The Kelder Ratmen surged in like a tide.
Lear’s gaze held a hint of delight.
Good! Good! Good!
This wave of flesh has come at just the right time.
"Begin the hunt!!"
