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"My name is Li Ze. Maybe it was because the wind was too strong that year. Six-year-old Tang San didn't hear me clearly, and neither did the world." When he awakened his martial soul, when the children saw that he had awakened a strange-shaped black stick, they lamented that it was not as useful as a hoe for digging the ground. "Child, I wonder if you would like to join the Wuhun Palace?" Blind Douluo said so. Li Ze looked at the knight class crusher in front of him, the bourgeois upper class magic weapon, the triangular trade promoter, and the famous [Flintlock Gun]. He couldn't help but raise his head and fell into deep thought, not letting his [Sharingan] be seen by others. "I never thought that such a martial spirit could change the continent. Li Ze was supposed to be my disciple!" Looking at Tang San's evil blue silver grass, Yu Xiaogang burst into tears. "Pope, your sword is not fast enough, let alone ruthless enough!" Li Ze, who was participating in the elite soul master competition in the continent, lamented. "I think this Yu Xiaogang is completely killable. Why is it that the Pope is planning to rebel?" One day, Bibi Dong brought Ju Ghost Douluo to a palace marked "Acting Pope". "Li Ze, you are the biggest enemy of our Wuhun Palace!" Suddenly the door was opened, and a group of people appeared. Those who use the martial arts spirit use the martial arts spirit, those who hold the swords hold the swords, and those who use the bullets load the bullets. Li Ze walked out quickly from the crowd, put on the papal crown, and said with a serious face: "Master Bibi Dong, what's the problem? I'm the pope, you can talk to me!" [There are a lot of secondary settings + follow your own plot + don't lick Master Tang San]

"Many years from now, facing his children and grandchildren in front of his hospital bed, Maurice Ann will recall the distant afternoon when he asked Andrew to cast the fireball spell when he was the tutor at the Academy of Magic. Some people say that the era of magic ends, while others say that it is the beginning of a new era. From then on, every careerist who dares to launch a war on the continent of Oron will ask if they can make an enemy of the legendary Duke White Crow, the patron saint of the North, the only lover of the Bishop of the Holy Light Church, and an honorary member of the Nether World Devil Association - Andrew White Crow. " July 6, 1982 Goblin scholar Oakley Faas in the royal capital This year, Andrew, who came from the White Crow family in the North, successfully entered the gate of the Royal Capital Magic Academy. Some people say that the chaos in Faruk's kingdom began from this moment. The rebels hiding in the kingdom, the uncontrollable ambitions of the liberals, the abandoned people of the old empire, the bankers' desire to expand, the orcs' troops advancing from the Black Gate... There are constant disputes and wars between countries and people. "I have always said that peace and development are the trend of the times. If anyone does not admit it, I will let him die in this trend. I come on behalf of peace and let only those who should be loved enjoy it!" - Andrew White Crow in his inaugural speech.