Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

“Ange, Ange, don’t listen to his nonsense, the Earth Hammer can’t be used for farming,” Negris held Ange’s arm, trying to dissuade him.

Ange tilted his head: “Can’t it crush rocks?”

“Absolutely, it can. The Earth Hammer carries holy power. One strike, and a dozen or so meters around it would be reduced to powder,” Negris explained.

“Then it can be used for farming.” Ange remarked, turning and walking away.

“No, no, Ange, he’s deceiving us. The Earth Hammer isn’t his reward, it originally resides in the Black Mountain Kingdom. He wants us to get it ourselves. He’s a swindler! Don’t be fooled,” Negris held onto Ange once more.

Ange tilted his head in confusion.

Negris resignedly started to explain.

The Black Mountain Duke was a famed human hero who played an instrumental role in the Holy War resisting the military expansion of the Church of Light. He had outstanding organizing ability and strategy. Under his command, the allied forces of various kingdoms were transformed and gave the Holy War Army of the Church of Light a rough time.

The Church of Light, beaten to a pulp, had no choice but to accept the reality. They promised not to use force for expansion ever again, and divine and royal powers would not interfere with each other.

The Church of Light could preach wherever the sun shone but was forbidden to interfere with secular power, including military and governmental operations.

The agreement was signed by the Pope and the Black Mountain Duke, so it is called the Black Mountain Accord.

To show respect to the Black Mountain Duke, the Pope blessed his weapon, calling it the Earth Hammer. The Black Mountain Duke pledged that he and his descendants would wield the Holy Hammer for generations to uphold the Black Mountain Accord, nearly causing the Pope to faint.

Unfortunately, the Black Mountain Duke’s descendants were not so competent, and very few over the years could lift the Earth Hammer.

It was later revealed that the Pope’s so-called blessing was actually a limitation. The Hammer, once a simple magic hammer that anyone could lift, became a symbol of authority: as long as the Duke’s descendants could lift the Hammer, they could easily command their former allies.

But now, after being ‘blessed,’ ordinary people could no longer lift it, and no one knew how to do it, except that reaching the Sword Saint level would definitely allow one to lift it.

One of his descendants who didn’t possess the Sword Saint level but was a believer in the Church of Light managed to lift it inexplicably.

This descendant, initially the eighteenth in line in the Black Mountain Kingdom, became the first in line and the King because he lifted the Hammer.

You see the cunning of this so-called blessing? Since then, any heir who wished to be the King of the Black Mountain Kingdom would resort to cunnings, starting to believe in the Church of Light.

The descendants of the hero who once resisted the Church’s military expansion have become the most devout followers. From top to bottom, the entire Black Mountain Kingdom became followers of the Church.Y0u can read sh0rt, t0uching, and r0mantic st0ries ab0ut c0uples, as well as children’s st0ries f0r free 0n sitest0rys . c0m

“So, it’s not just a hammer, but a hammer of symbolic significance. We can’t just take it. Although the infestation in the Black Mountain Kingdom killed everyone in the King’s court, and theoretically the Holy Hammer is now ownerless, we still should not take it. We’ll become everyone’s target,” Negris earnestly advised, “Why are we sending food over? Because the Black Mountain Kingdom is now a Holy Kingdom of full-fledged believers. If Anthony can save them, it would greatly enhance his reputation. But he’s shrewd, using a Holy object that doesn’t belong to him as a reward. Ange, don’t be fooled.”

“Oh,” Ange nodded, indicating he understood.

The Teleportation Array hadn’t closed yet. Hearing Ange’s response, Negris immediately turned around and yelled, “Did you hear that? We’re not going! You scoundrel, how dare you use something not yours as a reward!”

A lazy voice came from the Teleportation Array, it was Anthony, “No, I didn’t. I only mentioned the Earth Hammer, it not the only thing I’m giving. I need to order a thousand tons of food to be delivered to the Black Mountain Kingdom. I’ll pay ten Magic Crystals per ton, including the shipping fee. The Hammer is just a side note, you can take it if you happen to pass by. I made a fake one. You take the real one and put the fake one back, nobody will notice.”

With his words, Anthony requested permission for teleportation. After the approval, a silver-grey hammer and a bag of Magic Crystals were sent over.

Negris was silent for a while, then said somewhat speechlessly, “Why do I feel like it’s more of an insult to us if you give us the Magic Crystals?”

Anthony replied lazily, “What can we do? Food is cheap. Ten Magic Crystals is already overpriced by several times. Plus, it’s an express order. I can’t possibly spend millions of Magic Crystals on a thousand tons of food. People would think I’m embezzling. Although I posted some profits, I can’t go too far.”

“What about this hammer? You even have a fake one made. How long have you planned this?” Negris asked.

Anthony paused for a while before suddenly saying, “Look at the Hammer’s handle.”

Negris looked at the Hammer’s handle in confusion. But what he saw caused his soul to shrink back – “The Undead Anthem?!”

“Yes, the Undead Anthem. The fake one is modeled after the real one, and the real one also has it. That hammer might possibly be the creation of the Undead Empire. If that’s the case, that so-called blessing on it might actually be a seal. I want to know what kind of seal it is, and what it is sealing,” Anthony said seriously.