Chapter 280 Before the Temple

Qin Mo's newly purchased house is located in the Vaughn district. Vaughn is said to be a great Templar Knight who sacrificed his life defending Rome in the war against the orcs. This district was named by the city hall in his honor.

Two blocks east of Vaughn is the City Hall, and three blocks northwest is the Temple. Count Eclas wasn't exaggerating; the houses in Vaughn are indeed more upscale than those on Farn Street. Qin Mo bought it without hesitation precisely because it was closer to the Temple, making her future life more convenient.

Rome did not have a temple more than a thousand years ago, during the Roman Republic era. It was not until the emergence of foreign tribes and their six-hundred-year war with humanity that the temple suddenly appeared.

The Roman Republic later evolved into the Roman Empire, and then disintegrated. The Temple, with its accumulated strength over the years, finally became the strongest power in the Western Continent.

The Temple in Rome started as a small temple on a hill in the northwest corner of the city. After more than a thousand years of continuous renovation and expansion, it eventually occupied the entire hill, hence the name "Temple Hill" given to it by the locals.

Giulio and Elisa's carriage reached the edge of the square at the foot of the temple mountain, where they disembarked and walked. Those who came to the temple were not only poor people seeking the temple's help, but also many wealthy nobles and merchants. If the crowded carriages were not controlled, they could easily block the road up the mountain.

Standing at the foot of the hill, Qin Mo looked up at the cluster of buildings on the mountain. The buildings, made of granite, were arranged one after another, staggered from bottom to top. A main road led straight up the mountain. Even with Qin Mo's exceptional eyesight, she could only vaguely make out that the top of the mountain looked like a small town.

There were an unusually large number of people climbing the mountain today, with many believers starting their ascent early in the morning, seeking spiritual solace. Meanwhile, nimble young people frequently hurried past them, heading straight for the summit.

"Both sides of the main road are branches of the temple, where believers will receive the best hospitality. The mountaintop we are going to is the core of the temple, or rather, the place we are going to is the real temple," Giulio explained to Qin Mo as they climbed the mountain, pointing to the various temples at both ends of the mountain path.

“After we become trainees, we will also help people in these places, just like these students,” Elisa said, pointing to young people in a temple who were treating believers. They were wearing the same robes as Elisa and were obviously trainees as well.

Qin Mo was already starting to feel angry. She had come all this way not to be a spiritual mentor, nor a nanny or doctor. She had two pregnant women at home waiting for her to take care of them. Why the hell did she have to travel tens of thousands of miles to be a grandson?

Qin Mo climbed to the top of the mountain in one breath, and a city appeared before him.

The city was not large, and the city walls were not high, but the solemn and majestic atmosphere was very strong. The patterns carved on the city walls clearly depicted the story of the temple resisting the alien races: tall and brave Templar Knights, graceful Templar Priestesses, and fierce and ugly alien races. All of this highlighted the power of the temple and its past achievements.

In the center of the city wall stands a tall temple-like building with dozens of granite steps leading up to it. Forty thick pillars support the entire majestic hall, while five tall gates are arranged from left to right, serving as entrances to the temple.

"This city gate is well designed," Qin Mo exclaimed. The city gates of the Great Xia Dynasty were all for the purpose of defending against foreign enemies, but the city gate of the Holy Temple was very fancy, obviously to show off the achievements of the Holy Temple.

"This is not the city gate, but the Temple of Sages. Inside are the sages of the temple's past generations. Everyone who enters the temple will receive the blessings and protection of the sages." Upon arriving here, Elisa's divine aura became even more pronounced, and her eyes became even more solemn.

Outside the Hall of Sages, there is a small square surrounded by more sculptures, each one incredibly lifelike.

The center of the square is now crowded with living things—yellow-haired, red-haired, black-haired—all moving heads.

"Your Excellency Qin Mo, are those people from your Great Xia over there?" Giulio asked, pointing to a small group of people near the steps.

"Yes, that is the flag of our Great Xia."

The Great Xia Dynasty's flag was a yellow flag with a dragon design, its distinctive dragon patterns making it easily recognizable; Qin Mo could see it clearly from afar. Furthermore, the dozens of Great Xia people gathered together wore unique Great Xia attire, completely different from the clothing of the surrounding Western Continent.

"Mr. Qin Mo, do you know them?"

Elisa asked timidly. Ever since Qin Mo put on the python robe of the Great Xia royal family, she knew she was in trouble. She didn't know if her apologies would win Qin Mo's forgiveness. At this moment, she no longer had the confidence she used to have.

“I only know one person,” Qin Mo said after looking carefully. He then stepped through the crowd toward the yellow dragon flag.

The small square was very crowded, but everyone made way for Qin Mo as he approached. Qin Mo walked all the way to the Great Xia Dragon Banner, and his handsome and dashing appearance garnered countless praises and envy. The praises came from women, while the envy came from men from Xizhou without exception.

When the students of Daxia saw Qin Mo coming, they were stunned for a moment. After seeing the python robe he was wearing and his distinctive face, they immediately bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Heng!"

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Heng!"

The greetings from the Great Xia students weren't perfectly orderly, but their respect was absolutely overflowing. Qin Mo's achievement of presenting the cannons had become widely known thanks to the deliberate promotion by the noble class. Coupled with his former title of "weakest Xuan Realm cultivator in history" and his current title of "strongest Xuan Realm cultivator," he had already become an idol for the new generation of young people.

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