"Your Highness Heatherine, Holson will always follow behind you, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, they cannot stop us." Holson's eyes burned with fervor, and his gaze toward Heatherine was always filled with the same fervent reverence.

Qin Mo curled her lip. Damn it, all that nice talk is just like what I mean. As long as the Holy Maiden is in front, she can go wherever she wants. If they really run into the Great Wizard Garrosh, it's Heather's problem.

Qin Mo glanced around and noticed that Kelly and Xu Luo also had disdainful looks on their faces. It seemed that Holson's fawning also disgusted them.

"We'll rest here for three days. Prepare whatever you need in advance. We'll set off in three days." Seeing that no one else was willing to speak, Heather made the decision to attack.

After everyone took their leave, they saw a timid figure waiting around the corner after leaving Heatherine's luxurious courtyard.

"Your Excellency Qin Mo, you should really be grateful to the Holy Temple, otherwise how could you have such beautiful maids for your enjoyment?"

Holson said something strange when he saw Leif. This time, even the other two temple practitioners looked at him differently. They were not qualified to have holy servants.

"Holson, we're leaving soon. I think you shouldn't always target Qin Mo; he's our comrade." Kelly said coldly to Holson with a stern face.

“Kelly, we have many comrades-in-arms. The great Golden Fleece Knights will arrive in a few days. Even without the aid of Great Xia, we can still resist those disgusting orcs.” Holson immediately changed his expression to Kelly, smiling and speaking very gentlemanly.

Kelly puffed out her chest, ready to retort, but for some reason she swallowed her words and walked away expressionlessly. Meanwhile, another female knight, Ellie, whispered to Qin Mo, "The vice-captain of the Golden Fleece Knights seems to be a relative of Holson, which is why he was so arrogant today."

Qin Mo smiled and thanked Ellie, while the straightforward female knight waved her hand to indicate that she also disliked Holson, and that she couldn't stand such a whiny and petty person.

Leif bowed her head and gave a wooden salute to the several cultivators who walked past, ignoring their unbridled gazes. Only when Qin Mo walked up to her did she happily follow behind him, and her whole demeanor suddenly brightened.

"I'm leaving in three days. Is there anything else you need?" Qin Mo asked Leif as she returned to her room.

"My lord, I don't need anything." Leif was clearly a little sad, but she bravely stated that she didn't need anything.

Qin Mo took out a bag of gold coins. Giulio had once told him that even in a place like the Temple, money was all-powerful.

"Take this. You'll have to rely on yourself after I'm gone."

Leif took the heavy purse, and finally couldn't hold back her tears any longer.

"I will wait for you here until... I hear from you."

Qin Mo was somewhat touched, yet also a little awkward. The more he listened, the more ominous it seemed to him that Leif had said. (To chat with more like-minded people about "Sailing and Conquest," follow "Or" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books with other readers.)