True bards are not simply storytellers; storytelling is just one of their means of making a living.
On the hotel stage, Blake finished telling his fabricated story and moved on to the final segment.
A captivating story was transformed into a long poem.
Because of the different pursuits of the bards, the quality of their long poems varied.
Blake recited in front of the group of adventurers, "The poem says..."
At this moment, the adventurers below would immediately raise their glasses in a toast, completely ignoring Blake's mutterings on the stage.
In the world of elements, strength reigns supreme, while cultural aspects are rarely explored in depth.
Among those present, only a few magicians listened quietly to Blake's poetry, but Blake was already used to it.
Typically, even if there's only one listener, you must still create another epic poem...
The epic stories of the mainland will be told by them!
...
...
Unfortunately, the girl who suddenly appeared was like a commoner; before becoming a god, she was already falling asleep to these kinds of things.
He left the hotel quietly.
Things happened somewhat coincidentally.
Perhaps it wasn't a coincidence, as the girl had come to Sandinan Gate on purpose.
After leaving a nearby hotel and waiting a while, the unidentified flying object returned.
"Look, what's that!"
"..."
Everyone on the street looked up at the sky again. Fortunately, no Grandmasters were there to stop him, otherwise Ron might have bumped into someone.
The master-level beings who chased after them had already left.
Only a few people are capable of cultivating to the master level. Who would have thought that something that might be an elemental treasure would return?
Ordinary people looked up at the sky with amazement, but they were not sure if it was really the lord sitting on it!
In the future, you might be able to afford a Magic Crystal Car!
Ron deliberately slowed down a bit, and through the side window, he could see the reactions of the people below.
I was in a pretty good mood at first.
The test drive was a success, which added to my sense of accomplishment.
But... there's that girl below with a smile that carries an enigmatic meaning...
How strange, yet so familiar!
...
This...can't be?
It's over.
Lately, Ron has been going to the temple less often to report for duty!
If I'm going to go, I'll only go to the Temple of Music, there's no other reason.
Just a little closer, the Lazy Salted Fish Pope takes office.
I need to go to the Water God Temple as soon as I get back.
They've gone too far.
As the car drove through the block, Ron recalled the seemingly ordinary girl, but her eyes and expression clearly showed she was going to make him pay.
"I can't afford to mess with them..." Ron thought to himself, feeling miserable.
Other gods are accumulating divine power, but... but...
It is said that for a newly born, relatively weak god, accumulating hundreds or thousands of divine powers seems to have little effect.
Well, what can you do when Ron becomes Pope? I guess I'll just have to accept it.
The car eventually drove back to the territory's R&D department.
During the journey, some nearby masters who had realized what was happening took to the air and, upon learning that it was the lord's vehicle, returned to their lodgings.
This is not something a great mage would do for no reason; it is merely for defense or to verify rumors, among other things.
As soon as Ron and Rita got off the magic crystal vehicle, he immediately said, "Everyone, I have some urgent business to attend to. The magic crystal vehicle is generally fine. I will discuss the details with you all later!"
"Very well, farewell, Lord."
"My lord, please take care!"
"..."
The two elves were completely baffled. Shouldn't Lord Sandy talk about his test drive experience?
Is it that urgent?
He was the lord, so it was difficult to force him. Besides, Rita was with him, so he had no choice but to let it go.
As Ron passed Vivian and Little Tower, he said, "Let's go back to the lord's manor to change our clothes and then go to the Water God Temple!"
Vivian was just as curious!
My young master is acting a bit strange today!
...
...
Having just finished a series of complicated dressing procedures, Ron rushed off to the Temple of the Water God, or rather, the Water God Cult!
The water temple in the divine realm is naturally different from the water temple in the mortal world.
The cumbersome attire of the Pope was also a secondary reason why Ron wanted to be a lazy Pope, which was no different from the formal attire of the great nobles!
Inside the palace.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"
"Hmm! Has anything unusual happened lately, like the arrival of a special girl?"
"Yes, my lord, there is a young novice priest whose interpretation of our doctrines surpasses that of the old priest..."
He listened to the old man under his command praising him.
Of course, apart from the teachings of each seventh day being created by Ron, the rest are divine will and recorded by those favored by God, so that people can learn divine magic from them!
"Um, where is that girl? Right, she's been here for a few days now."
The old pastor was dressed in a light blue priest's robe. The priest's robes were different for each religion. It was rumored that the Church of Light wore white robes, which was similar to what Ron knew from his previous life.
The old pastor was puzzled. Why was the young pope asking about a novice pastor? Could it be that the novice pastor was about to become a newly chosen one of God's chosen ones?
We need to take this seriously now.
After a moment's thought, the old pastor respectfully replied, "This young woman has been coming to the church for ten days, but she suddenly went out recently!"
It's over, completely over.
Ten days, a full ten days, they came here specifically to see the new pope.
Is there any pope like Ron?
Ron's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface, he barely managed to maintain his composure.
Silently recite... Those in positions of power do not show their emotions on their faces, they do not show their emotions on their faces...
"Why don't you find that girl and let me see her? I'm quite surprised, and I hope you're not mistaken."
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope."
Ron felt restless as he returned to the papacy.
Feeling uneasy, he asked Rita beside him, "Rita, have you ever seen or heard of the wrath of the gods?"
"Reporting to my lord..."
"Wait, in the church, you should still address him as His Holiness the Pope!"
To avoid giving my boss any ammunition against me!
Rita seemed confused, her usual dazed demeanor making Ron wonder if that rare smile she gave on the magic crystal carriage was real or an illusion.
Rita paused for a moment before changing her form of address: "Your Holiness the Pope..."
Ron thought to himself that getting Rita to change her title was really not easy, but then he heard Rita say, "The Heavenly Records say that the God of Light was enraged a hundred years ago. A fallen angel was destroyed, his soul and spirit annihilated, and he did not enter the abyss or the divine kingdom..."
Click!
"Okay, I understand, Rita, please stop talking."
After a long while, Ron grew impatient and finally asked, trying to change the subject:
"Um, how did fallen angels appear a hundred years ago?"
"Archangel of Light, Lamb, she shouldn't have fallen in love with the Demon King..."
Sure enough, as Rita recounted the gossip about angels and devil kings, Ron gradually became less nervous.
After listening quietly for a long time, Ron finally sighed softly, "The gods should be more enlightened... Maybe in the end they can recruit a demon king as an undercover agent!"
Rita seemed a bit dazed and clueless...
Ron then asked, "Have you ever seen your mother goddess or water goddess get angry?"
Rita shook her head slightly without saying a word.
Ron was about to ask another question when a seemingly ordinary young girl suddenly appeared in the hall.
"Very well, my Pope!"
"Ah..." Ron?
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