"Not only that, I am also the Pope of the Goblin Church of Light and a believer in holy light." Goblin turned his palm over, and a soft holy light force was released from his body.
Blanch! Fate and Chris were completely dumbfounded. If goblins could give birth to civilization, they could still accept it, but to say that a goblin was a follower of the Temple of Light and could cultivate the Holy Light, wasn't that a bit too ridiculous?
But the problem is that all of this is not fake, it is really happening in front of them.
That is the power of holy light. If you want to master this power, you must have a pious heart, firm belief, selfless dedication, a humble attitude, a pure soul and other conditions. Do you think a goblin can have these conditions?
Fate and Chris felt that their worldview was completely shattered. A goblin who possessed holy light, which meant that the goblin in front of them had a soul purer than theirs.
Are we no better than a goblin?
What shocked Merlin was not this, but the fact that this goblin had both royal power and divine power in his own hands.
Integration of politics and religion!
A unified system of values and beliefs can help these goblins unite around common beliefs and values, forming a strong social cohesion.
In addition, it is beneficial to social stability, combining religious moral norms with the country's legal system so that citizens abide by both the law and religious teachings. This goblin chose the most moderate Religion of Light.
In a system where politics and religion are combined, national leaders are often also religious leaders. This dual identity can strengthen the leader's authority and influence.
Goblin was very pleased with the shocked expressions of Chris and Fate. He was also very surprised at Merlin's calmness. He knew that the leader of the three should be the extremely ugly man in front of him.
In the aesthetics of the goblins of Azer, the more handsome a man is, the uglier he is. In their eyes, a slim and beautiful woman is ugly.
Creatures like goblins prefer those with sturdy bodies, iron faces, fangs, and strong bodies with ferocious looks.
Goblin led Merlin and the other two into the depths of the cave. As they walked, the surrounding environment gradually became quiet.
The king’s room was naturally different. The walls of the cave were inlaid with some minerals that emitted a soft glow. The light flickered like stars, illuminating the entire space. The colors of those minerals vary, some are as warm as the morning light, and some are as deep as the night sky.
"Holy Light Stone and Moonstone! These are precious materials. The Temple of Light purchased the former at a high price, and as for the latter, I can definitely make a lot of gold from the elves!" Fate whispered in Merlin's ear as he looked at the wall of glittering stones.
These goblins are richer than I thought! Merlin got the key information.
The environment in the Goblin's [King's Room] is clean and tidy, with dry moss on the ground, exuding a faint fragrance.
A few rough, short tables and chairs were neatly placed aside. Although crudely made, they exuded a warm atmosphere. There were some simple tools and materials on the table, and it seemed that some kind of handicraft was being done.
On the other side, Merlin noticed a row of wooden boxes with exquisite carvings on them. Although they looked a little old, they were still well maintained.
Curiosity drove him to move closer and open one of the boxes, which contained some glittering minerals and magical herbs. The herbs exuded a faint fragrance and were brightly colored, as if they contained powerful magical powers.
Merlin couldn't help but feel excited, as many of the magical herbs stored here were high-quality goods.
At the far end of the room, Merlin spotted a row of bookshelves. Although small, they stood out. There are several books placed on it. Although the books are old, yellowed and tattered, it can be seen that they have been carefully maintained by the owner.
Merlin walked forward and gently stroked a book with a faded cover.
"What are these books?" Chris was also attracted, with curiosity flashing in her eyes.
Goblint walked up to the two of them and picked up a book. "This is our most precious treasure. It is knowledge and the spark of civilization. These books are the teachings of the Temple of Light, the topography of the Eze Continent sung by bards, the stories written by the elves, and the Eze Federation language learning book."
"I have relied on these books to learn until now. Of course, the most important thing is my mother's teachings. My mother is a devout nun." There was a trace of reminiscence in the eyes of Goblint. His voice was low but full of power, as if he was telling a long and sad story.
Goblint's childhood was not happy, it could even be said to be miserable.
He was born in a chaotic goblin tribe. At that time, the goblins lived completely according to instinct, and plundering and fighting were their daily routine.
Goblin's mother was originally a nun of the Temple of Light, but was abducted by the goblins and became their "breeding machine."
In that dark cave, the birth of the goblin did not bring celebration, but endless despair and humiliation.
"When I was just born, she wanted to kill me." Goblin's voice trembled slightly as he recalled the painful past. "She looked at me with fear and anger in her heart. She couldn't accept what she had experienced, and couldn't accept the evil child she gave birth to."
But as time went on, Goblint's mother gradually changed. She saw light in the darkness and realized that she couldn't let hatred consume her. So, she began to teach Goblin patiently, telling him the teachings of the Temple of Light, telling him what kindness and hope are, and even teaching him how to understand the world with his heart.
With her warm embrace and firm belief, she gave Goblint a different childhood.
"Under her teachings, I learned to think and feel." The Goblin said softly, "I began to understand that although I am a goblin, I also have the right to choose. I don't want to be like other goblins who only know how to fight and plunder. I want to change all this."
After undergoing a sacred ritual baptism, the Goblin finally awakened. He felt a powerful force surging in his body. It was the power of light, the blessing bestowed upon him by his mother's faith.
Goblin's eyes were shining with holy light. He knew that he was different from others, and he wanted to use this power to change the fate of his people.
"I began to baptize my companions and help them awaken." Goblin's tone became passionate. "I told them that life should not be an endless struggle. We can pursue higher goals and pursue light and harmony. Although they didn't believe it at first, I proved it with my actions."
As time went by, the goblins' efforts gradually paid off, and more and more goblins began to awaken and accept the baptism of light.
They were no longer creatures that only knew how to plunder and fight, but gradually formed an orderly and faithful tribe.
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