Lear reached out and took it with great curiosity.
The treasure, which resembled a snail shell, felt as light as a feather in my hand.
Echo Shell
[Rank]: 2 stars
[Features]: 1. Resonant echo, amplifies your voice, and makes it audible within a 3-kilometer radius of yourself.
2. Enchanting Voice: Transmits sound through the shell, adding an extra 40% sound effect.
[Evaluation]: A treasure made from the shell of an Echo Snail that can greatly enhance the charm of a person's voice.
2-star treasure?
This is good stuff.
But this was clearly designed specifically for swamp sirens.
Lear reached out and handed it back to the other person.
"Keep it safe and don't lose it, for it will shine in your hands."
The swamp slug, having received the Echo Shell, looked at him with considerable emotion.
"Master, thank you for your kindness."
Lear's lips twitched.
These are yours to begin with, these newly born swamp slugs, they seem a little easy to fool?
His gaze continued to scrutinize the female demons.
They feed on emotions, which enhances their strength.
It's quite amazing.
And isn't it easier to raise them than to feed them things that grow in the ground?
With that voice and that charm, when we get back, I'll teach them a few songs and arrange for them to rehearse dances like the Big Pendulum and the Dress Dance.
Or put on a few Romeo and Juliet plays to fill the spiritual void in Wei Lu City and allow for a full harvest of emotions.
In the world of Nor, spiritual life is extremely impoverished.
The most common form of entertainment was going to pubs or visiting prostitutes at night. The upper class could also hold open parties and play some fancy tricks, but they still couldn't do without those kinds of things.
People in the lower classes struggle to even eat and drink, so they have no time for entertainment and can only immerse themselves in a black-and-white world.
As for songs, only major religious sects have hymns praising the gods.
It has absolutely no entertainment value.
Territorial development is important, but so is spiritual development.
In the future, we can have the Swamp Banshee promote the lord's greatness and sing songs like "The City of Dew is My Home" to increase cohesion and unity.
Thinking about it carefully, there's great potential in expanding in this direction.
In combat, it can confuse the enemy's mind and increase one's chances of winning.
In terms of daily life, it can be used as a propaganda machine to promote his ideas and will.
The effects of a small territory are not immediately apparent, but the future growth of Wei Lu City and the guidance of public opinion and the spirit of the people will be extremely important.
Having pondered this, Lear's gaze had completely changed when he looked at the swamp nymph again.
These stunningly beautiful female demons, if properly explored, have endless uses.
It's not necessarily worse than Bubble Beast and Vine Fairy.
Not only did they weather the crisis safely, but they also turned it into a substantial gain.
Feels good.
Just then, Haggs and his men brought the missing swamp man and the half-fish man out of the bushes.
The two were still fast asleep.
The swamp man's clothes had long been stripped off, leaving him only wearing a pair of shorts.
The half-fish people didn't care. These slimy creatures were covered in algae, tattered and barely better than being naked.
The swamp dwellers around him were ashamed to see their companion in such a sorry state.
Fortunately, the adults subdued these female demons with swift and decisive measures, otherwise this guy would really be dead.
At the same time, they were also a little scared. Fortunately, they were not lured by the singing yesterday. Otherwise, they would be the ones lying on the ground now, being watched by a hundred or so people to see how it went.
Lear waved his hand, signaling someone to wake the swamp man.
"Hano~ Hanno~ Wake up, wake up!"
The swamp man who had been trying to wake him up saw that he couldn't be roused after a long time, so he gritted his teeth and slapped him a few times.
After feeling the pain, the other person slowly regained consciousness.
This swamp man named Hanno was young, about sixteen or seventeen years old.
At this age, it's not surprising that one could be tempted.
The other person slowly turned their head, their green pupils showing a hint of confusion before gradually regaining their senses.
Feeling a chill on my body, I suddenly sat up, stared at my shorts, and paused for a moment.
No clothes on?!
He glanced around and saw hundreds of people staring at him blankly.
A strong sense of shame washed over me, and I almost wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Trembling, he leaned to his side.
"What...what happened?"
The swamp man who woke him was both annoyed and amused. He told him everything and then said...
"If it weren't for the lord personally leading the army here, you would have died in the bushes!"
I was actually deceived by the succubus's song?
The young swamp dweller felt an unprecedented sense of social death.
He was deceived, but now, hundreds of people have rescued him and shown him naked.
And those culprits who seduced you are still right in front of you, still so beautiful!
The blow was so great that his body began to tremble.
Lear frowned slightly as he looked at the swamp man.
Waving for the other person to get up.
"What's your name, Hanno?"
Ashamed and utterly humiliated, the swamp dweller lowered his head and murmured.
"Yes, my name is Hanno, my lord."
No one would willingly appear before their revered lord in such a state.
He'd be better off dead!
Lear looked at him calmly, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said slowly.
"Lift your head and look at me."
Hanno trembled. Was the lord going to reprimand him?
The thought that hundreds of people were watching intensified his shame. He clenched his fists and raised his head.
Be prepared to accept blame
But the scolding he expected did not come; the lord's tone remained calm and serious.
"Hano, no one is infallible. Even when young people make mistakes, God will forgive them."
"Only after recognizing the shame can we move forward with greater courage and determination in the future!"
"Don't let this mistake stop you from moving forward, or make you feel discouraged or disheartened."
"I allow you the opportunity to make mistakes."
"Growth and success take time."
"Work hard, there's a long future ahead. The city of Weilu needs you to shoulder heavy responsibilities."
He patted his shoulder heavily as he spoke.
"Don't look like that again. I don't like seeing it."
"Failure is not terrible; what is terrible is being unwilling to accept one's own weakness and choosing to escape."
"Let's go back."
Hanno, his eyes glazed over, stared blankly at Lear, a glimmer of unprecedented light shining through the dark world in his heart.
The gaze gradually brightened until it became dazzling.
His right hand rested on his chest, his gaze filled with determination.
"My lord, Hanno will certainly live up to your expectations!"
Even if young people make mistakes, God will forgive them!
The future of Weilu City will still need young people like them to shoulder important responsibilities!
These words were like a shot of adrenaline, deeply penetrating my heart.
His gaze toward Lear was no longer filled with respect, but with fanaticism and devotion.
He was looking at his own god!
The gazes of the surrounding swamp dwellers also changed; they no longer held Hanno in any strange light, and their respect for Lear rose to a new level.
To be able to follow such a leader, even death would be worthwhile!
The reason why the concept of "treating the virtuous with courtesy" is so widely known is because of the extreme inequality in status between those in positions of power and those in positions of power.
Even if those in positions of power treat others as equals, those in lower positions perceive it as a great honor and a blessing.