Chapter 26: I feel uncomfortable. Do I need to ask why I feel uncomfortable at work? ...
The two men walked away in despair.
To be precise, it was Sean who followed the Knight Commander in a daze.
The latter bowed to me, then picked up the little wolf cub and walked away in such a cool manner.
I ate my breakfast leisurely. The church's food was very good, with soft white bread with butter, crispy fried bacon and refreshing salad. It tasted very good.
After eating and drinking, I planned to go out for a walk, but I was stopped before I even left the house.
Andy put his hand on his chest and said, "I'm sorry, Master Saint, you have to go to church today."
"worship?"
I blinked and realized it was still early. The sun had just risen in the east, casting its light on the earth.
According to the teachings of the Lord of Light, it should be worshipped at this time.
The problem is, I only know the etiquette of the old times, and I know nothing about the etiquette of today.
"Why didn't you ask me to attend the service yesterday?"
"Yesterday, it was His Royal Highness the Knight Commander who attended, so only one of you two had to attend. But today, the Knight Commander has to go to conquer the beast tide, so he can't attend. I have to ask you to attend."
Andy explained as he led me to the dressing room. Three servants of God were waiting in the dressing room, and I was surrounded as soon as I entered.
The sacrificial robe of the Lord of Light is quite intricate, with a pure white inner garment and sleeves with a white background and gold patterns. In addition, there is also a silk shawl.
There are countless other decorations. The platinum necklace alone has 99 beads. Each one is round and flawless, reflecting a soft golden glow in the sun, which is truly luxurious.
I have to say this kid enjoys it much more than I do. The servants helped me put on this set of clothes, and then dipped some paint to draw patterns on my face. The golden lines spread out like wings, symbolizing the glory of the sun, gorgeous and holy.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My blond hair was braided and pulled back. The rest of my hair was hanging down my back and down to my feet.
His blue eyes were clear and flawless, and his delicate face was no less than that of an elf. It must be said that the skin of this cheap believer was really good, no wonder the Lord of Light wanted him so much.
After finally finishing this fancy set, I felt like a golden white peacock, blinding a group of people's eyes.
I walked out with difficulty. The servant of God supported me and carefully reminded me: "Please be careful with your steps and be graceful. Don't fall down. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to our Lord."
Damn Samuel, if I have the chance I will make you wear this outfit and walk back and forth in front of me 100 times.
I steadied myself in frustration. Oh my god, these shoes have high heels!
The servant of God could only help me to the door, and from then on I had to rely on myself.
They both let go of my hand with worry, still repeating their instructions. It was not until the person inside opened the door and said stiffly, "Hurry up, you're going to be late" that they shut up and sent me over.
The monk who met me was a round-faced monk, wearing a white-gold priest robe, with a pearl necklace hanging from his chest glowing softly.
He looked at me carefully, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then his expression softened and he extended his hand to me.
"Your Highness, I will guide you in worship from now on."
I didn't hold his hand. I just nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
His expression was a little stiff, but he didn't insist. He took his hand back and made an inviting gesture to me.
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The light shines down and is projected into the room through the transparent glass directly above. There are several prisms on top, which gather the clear light together like flowing water.
This is my first official meeting with the players.
They were crowded together and sitting in the church seats in an extremely noisy manner.
The decorations are varied and the costumes are different.
Some are extremely eye-catching, some are out of season, some are obviously small goblins but are carrying a sword that is twice their height, and some are two meters tall but are holding a small and exquisite staff.
The diversity of life is evident here.
I was standing on the high platform overlooking them and heard a strange cry.
"Oh my god! Is this the new NPC responsible for giving blessings today? This little boy is so cute!"
"Let me see... the character setting seems to be the Holy Son of the Church. My maternal love is swelling!"
"The authorities are awesome! Shota is so civilized! Ahhhh, so civilized!"
"Oh my god, let me rub that little face!"
Amid a series of screams, the round-faced priest waved his right hand.
"quiet."
As soon as the silencing magic was cast, the entire place fell silent.
He took a step back and leaned toward me respectfully. His lips moved slightly, and the sound quietly entered my ears.
"Sir Saint, you only need to read the previous book once."
I took a step forward and placed the hardcover scripture on the table, already opening to the page I was going to talk about today.
[In the beginning, there was no death in the world. The Fountain of Eternal Life fell from the sky, and humans became immortal from then on. Later, the God of Death was born.]
[As time went by, he lost himself in death and fell into depravity. Fortunately, my Lord killed him and made him the Lord of Glory.]
[We pray to the Lord of Light. His light is like a flame that burns all evil. He guides us to remove all obstacles and gives us the courage to walk in the darkness...]
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That is a long story.
The black-robed Grim Reaper walks through the world, leaving death wherever he passes.
He closed the eyes of those who wailed, recovered those confused and tired souls, and threw them into the river to send them to the afterlife.
Thus, the world continues in a cycle.
At that time, the fountain of eternal life had already merged into everyone's body, so the gods gathered the spring water in their bodies and formed three rivers.
These rivers surround the kingdom of the god of death, and their names are [Kash], [Akron] and [Styx].
A river of burial, a river of rest and a river of cleansing.
It symbolizes that the end of life is silence, and the end of death is rebirth.
Everything goes round and round, and humans begin to understand separation.
They understand that death brings not only the end of a long life, but also the silence of the ups and downs, joys and sorrows.
As a result, people began to fear and revere death, and some even began to believe in death.
——That was my birth as a god.
I recited the scriptures quietly. The ancient language was the language of the gods, difficult to understand.
Three hundred and twenty-nine syllable combinations, plus complex and diverse changes.
By reciting the scriptures in this way, you can get the blessings of the gods.
I opened my eyes, and the brilliant holy light shone all around me. The gods lowered their eyes of mercy. An illusory figure appeared in the temple, gazing at all those who were praying.
His golden hair is as bright as the sun, His eyes are broader and clearer than the sky, and His face is an immortal and glorious painting.
All the poets were ashamed and pale, and the famous painters put down their brushes sadly, lamenting that they would never be able to paint such a perfect face in their lifetime.
Everything was quiet and silent.
The noble deity reached out his hand to me, his voice low and sacred as he chanted peacefully.
"In the name of glory, I bless you."
Then, the light fell and the gods embraced me.
[You have received the blessing of the Lord of Glory and entered the job transfer process. ]
[It is detected that you have a large amount of fraudulent power, and the comprehensive judgment begins. Do you want to choose to consume the fraudulent power? ]
[You have chosen to consume, and the second form is permanently fixed. ]
[Congratulations on successfully unlocking the new profession: Son of Glory]
As the system prompted, I closed my eyes and whispered the last sentence.
"…May your light last forever, like the immortal sunrise."
From now on, people will fear you, love you, and regard you as God.
You will leave the past behind, spread your wings, and enjoy eternal glory.
The golden-haired god nodded and smiled, as handsome and bright as he was then. His image vanished into thin air, just as I remembered it.
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