This Lord is Very Scientific

"The pleas for help have been sent out?"

On the Great Wall, Lin Ke's face was grim.

"Yes, Young Master, but so far, no one has responded. The neighboring lords have all... well, retreated."

Butler Billy bowed as he spoke.

Retreated...

Fled, perhaps?

Lin Ke understood in his heart that the relationships between lords were quite independent; helping someone was a favor, not helping was a duty.

If a nearby territory were invaded by magical beasts, Lin Ke would also think about taking advantage somehow rather than providing aid, unless the relationship was particularly close.

And among the nobles close to Lin Ke, the nearest was Count Akel, separated from them by a Viscount's Domain.

As for the surrounding viscounts...

It must be noted, it's very, very rare for neighboring lords to have good relations.

A handful, through marriage, trade, and other means, maintain decent relationships, but most have disputes over interests.

Azanen's relations with several surrounding viscounts were average, and the relationship with Viscount Mantes, or Viscount Mantis, was the worst.

"How are the arrangements for the commoners going?" Lin Ke asked again.

"Currently being arranged, but there are too many people, Young Master." Butler Billy mentioned this with a headache: "We have only received tens of thousands, but the entire Azanen Territory might have hundreds of thousands!"

Hundreds of thousands, in the past, was the population of a small city, now they are swarming into the Great Wall Fortress, which simply can't hold them all!

It's important to know that a city's infrastructure must be very complete, including clean water resources, abundant and adequate food, drainage and sewage, etc...

The fortress, however, was originally only prepared for war, everything was simplified.

Fortunately, the Great Wall Fortress stretches for thousands of miles, space is ample.

But Lin Ke realized comprehensively after considering various conditions, that it could only last Three days here!

Though when the magical beast tide arrives, it may not even hold out for a day, so worrying about these matters is largely pointless.

"How much longer until the furthest group of refugees arrives?"

Lin Ke looked into the distance, his eyes filled with worry.

"It might take another two hours."

Butler Billy sighed, then hesitated: "Young Master... when it comes to the crunch, let Lord Ove take you away, with the two ladies."

Lin Ke slowly shook his head: "No need to say more, Uncle Billy, you go to work first, and prepare for battle in half an hour!"

Saying so, Lin Ke raised his head and shouted: "Teacher!"

"Boom!"

Ove appeared: "What's wrong, Little Lin Ke." It was evident that Ove was also burdened with heavy concerns at this time.

"Teacher, is your plane ready?" Lin Ke asked about Ove's Thunder Power Plane.

"It's ready; if a legend investigates carefully, they might find it, but within the Thunder Power Plane, even legends cannot defeat me."

Ove assured Lin Ke.

Lin Ke nodded slowly, then said, "I'm sorry, Teacher, for dragging you into Azanen."

Before encountering Lin Ke, Ove had been a carefree and unrestrained level nineteen powerhouse.

And now, he was a legend burdened by the Azanen Clan.

"Little Lin Ke, you're the only family I have." Ove didn't say anything about discipleship; his feelings towards Lin Ke were more akin to a grandfather's toward a grandchild.

Lin Ke smiled.

Indeed, Ove was his family.

But, his followers, his people, they too were family!

"Teacher, let everyone hear my words."

Lin Ke took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, deciding to say something before the battle.

Whether it was to bolster morale, or to vent emotions, something needed to be said.

"Alright." Ove took out the Thunder Staff and used a legendary version of the amplification spell, then nodded to Lin Ke to indicate readiness.

Lin Ke first closed his eyes slowly, recalling everything from his past and present lives.

At critical moments, civilians would either offer their necks for slaughter or rise up to fight back!

He hoped that, since they were all going to die, before their deaths they should die standing, not live on their knees.

Thus, he began to speak.

"Citizens, I... I am Lin Ke Azen."

Lin Ke's voice resounded in every corner of the Great Wall Fortress.

Whether eating, crying in regret, praying, or cursing, everyone raised their heads.

"I am your lord, or rather, your future lord, and here, I need to say sorry to everyone."

Upon hearing these words, the villagers were amazed.

Lords apologizing?

In Nathan, not to say it never happened, but at least those in Azanen had never heard of it.

A lord, the master of everything in the domain.

If I kill someone from my domain, others can't interfere; if I eat anything from my domain, others can't intervene either.

Because the lord is everything.

Yet now, their merciful Young Master Lin Ke was actually apologizing to them, whose status was even humbler than grass?

They didn't understand, but their attention shifted immediately.

"I have read many books, met many lordly nobles, and slain many magical beasts... And in one book, Insomnia Emperor said, 'The Human Race shall forever remain unshakable!'"

"I was puzzled, why shall the Human Race forever remain unshakable? Why might other races fall?"

"So I watched again, listened again, felt again, touched, pondered."

"Then, I discovered."

As Lin Ke spoke, the "leader" lineage within his mind was faintly glowing, releasing its inherent power.

"In ancient times, myriad races lived upon the earth, the Holy Life Alliance occupied eighty percent of Nathan's land, while the sea was the domain of mermaids, the formidable and domineering dragons, tenacious mushroom people, mad and cunning goblins, mysterious and eerie enchanting maidens..."

"In ancient times, mankind was merely a branch of the Holy Life Alliance, and indeed the bottom-most branch."

"We endured the ridicule, exploitation, and trampling of other races, unable to feel even the slightest bit of light and warmth."

By this point, Azanen's civilians were already overcome by that feeling of oppression, even a few nobles and Pioneer Knights were secretly alarmed.

"Yet the backbone of our Human Race stands, stands tall! Our Human Race has legends too!"

"In those times, countless ancestors pressed forward, forcibly carving out a tiny piece of territory from the Holy Life Alliance, smaller than Azanen now! They deemed this realm of 'Ultimate Black and Brilliant White' as humanity's last hope!"

"In the fury of the Holy Life Alliance, the ancestors used teeth as weapons, pieced shields together with flesh and blood, roars formed their battle songs!"

"If their legs were broken, they used their hands to tear! If their hands were smashed, they bit with their teeth! If lacking everything, the ancestors could even disgust the enemy with saliva!"

"An eye for an eye, blood for blood!"

Lin Ke's voice reverberated powerfully, causing the civilians' eyes to slowly fill with something:

"They want to kill us, rob our wealth, humiliate our wives and children, we'll pierce through their bodies!"

"Since ancient times, we Humans have survived in Nathan, not relying on sharp claws or tough skin!"

"We rely on wisdom, knowledge, and inheritance! On compassion, empathy, unity, and sacrifice! Above all, that courage to burn the ships, that spirit unfazed by difficulties, unafraid of death!"

Saying this, Lin Ke paused, then once again spoke, word by word:

"I, Lin Ke Azen, your lord..."

"Shall lead the charge!"