Chapter 294 News about the Sea Clan
The Temple's doctrine teaches believers to love and help each other, and to treat their brothers and sisters with the warmth of spring.
Those in the Temple would always lend a helping hand to believers in times of danger. This is one of the important reasons why the Temple enjoys a high reputation among the secular people.
But now there is one person who deeply resents this kind of friendly and helpful behavior: His Excellency Bashir Capet, the former "genius" of the inner sanctum of the temple.
In the middle of the night, a fire suddenly broke out in the fourth row of residences on the right in the inner temple's monks' quarters. The fire spread very quickly, engulfing the entire residence in an instant. If this continued, the halls and pavilions, which were mainly made of wood, would soon be reduced to ashes.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
Two shouts resounded throughout the inner hall, the words clear and the voices loud, clearly from cultivators with profound cultivation, otherwise the shouts would not have carried so far.
Two Knights Temple practitioners on night duty helplessly shrugged at Bashir in the darkness. They had promised Bashir that they would only raise the alarm when the fire was beyond saving, but since kind people had helped put out the fire along the way, they were powerless to do anything about it. They couldn't exactly choke someone to stop them from calling for help, could they?
The cultivators reacted quickly; within a few breaths, dozens of people had gathered around, and pots and pans were used to splash water on the fire.
As the center of the most powerful force in the Western Continent, the temple has very complete facilities. Spring water is channeled through exquisite stone canals to every corner of the temple, and there are water tanks for storing water in the inner hall.
The crowd used their agility to fetch and splash water, and the fire in Bashir's new residence was brought under control and looked set to be extinguished soon.
"Get out of the way..."
Bashir rushed into the fire carrying a copper basin. He radiated a dazzling light and, like a god, went straight into the most raging hall on the ground floor.
With the blessing of the Holy Spirit, his strong body slammed into the sturdy roof beam. Before the beam collapsed, he managed to break through the window and escape. The whole process was clear in intent and swift in action, and the only price he paid was a few strands of burnt hair.
"Boom!"
The entire house lost the support of the main beam and finally collapsed, thus destroying the oriental art building that had only existed for two days.
"Bashir... what did you do? How did it... collapse?"
“Kelly, the fire is raging and will soon spread to Anthony’s side. I have no choice but to extinguish the fire; it’s better for everyone.” Bashir’s injuries had been healed by the priests, but a thin red scar on his face made him look very ferocious.
“You… Qin Mo and the others went to great lengths to repair it… It was so beautiful…” Kelly looked at the embroidered building that had turned into smoke and felt very distressed.
"Things from Great Xia are all flashy and impractical. If it were a stone house from our Western Continent, how could such a fire have occurred? And it almost affected others." Morse chimed in with conviction. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Mo's house collapse. He had been on the verge of a mental breakdown these past two days, and everyone seemed to be mocking him.
"Oh! Since no one was hurt, that's a good thing. Kelly, why are you so upset? Everyone, let's go home! It's easy to catch a cold if you stay outside in the middle of the night." Qin Mo held a chamber pot in her hand, speaking comforting words with a kind face.
"Your Excellency Qin Mo, it's a real pity that your masterpiece is ruined. However, the buildings in your Great Xia are prone to fire, which is really unsuitable for us Western Continent people. You should go back to Great Xia to build your houses in the future!" Bashir's aristocratic smile was very standard, but it was a forced smile.
"hehe!"
Qin Mo didn't even bother with a fake smile before turning around and walking into the darkness, completely ignoring Bashir's murderous gaze.
When dawn broke, Saint Heatherine was not surprised to see the still-smoking fire. She simply issued the same punishment: "Bashir must repair his own house and do nothing until that is done."
"Your Highness Heatherine, can my application to go north to hunt orcs be approved? I'm really wasting my time staying here."
Temple practitioners cannot simply hunt orcs to gain priority access to the Temple; they must obtain permission from the Temple and report to the allied camp in the north before receiving equipment and intelligence support. The results of their attacks also require confirmation from the local Temple branch.
"Your Excellency Qin Mo, are you sure you want to go north to hunt orcs this season?" Saintess Heatherine asked calmly.
Is there something wrong with this season?
"You can ask Kelly about this, or you can ask your companions from Great Xia. If you insist on applying, I can issue you a permit."
Heatherine didn't answer Qin Mo's question and turned to leave. The terrible service made Qin Mo miss the mobile and Unicom services of her previous life.
“It’s still winter, and the orcish territory is covered in snow, making it difficult to travel and extremely cold. Our temple’s army is currently only holding the border. If you were to go hunting orcs now, you would not only have to contend with the harsh weather, but you would also have no intelligence or support.” The kind-hearted girl Kelly explained the stalemate between the allied forces and the orcs to Qin Mo.
“I once ventured deep into the north alone in winter in the Great Xia Dynasty and killed some powerful orcs. The frigid weather is not a problem. What I need is a clear map of the orcs' defenses and intelligence. Otherwise, I don’t know where to find targets to hunt.”
“Oh! Qin Mo…you also went deep into the winter to hunt orcs alone?…Just like Princess Heatherine!” Kelly’s eyes began to sparkle, not at all like the powerful “genius” of the temple.
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