Chapter 62: I feel uncomfortable, I punch my workplace!!! *……
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The Knight Commander had no idea that his past had been exposed to me, and he led the way obediently. Erica walked parallel to him, neither of them giving way. I followed behind them, just short of holding a bag of sunflower seeds.
We arrived in front of the Holy City. Without anyone's order, the entire Knights knelt on one knee, full of vigor.
"Welcome, Lord Saint, thank you for your hard work along the way."
A gentle female voice that made one feel like spring breeze came into my ears.
The blonde woman standing in the front smiled at us. Erica bowed her head and said, "I have done my duty, Bishop Maria."
"Thank you for your hard work, Knight Elika."
Is this your kid's grandmother?
It's a bit far-fetched to say that this is a grandmother and grandson relationship. The beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes looks no more than 30 years old, full of mature and steady charm. Some people would believe that they are a sister and a brother.
I looked around for a few times, and Maria noticed my gaze and bowed, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Holy Son. My Lord's favor to you is rare in the world. I have never seen anyone like you who has embarked on the glorious path before entering the Holy City."
She complimented me with a smile, her expression gentle and comfortable, making me feel friendly from the bottom of my heart. Her blue pupils were gentle and clear - wait, blue eyes?
I turned to look at Erica, who noticed my gaze and her face tensed up, her moon-gray eyes looking distant.
How did blue eyes give birth to grey eyes? Are they really biological? Or were they adopted? Or is it just some untold secret?
During this two-second period, countless gossips and rumors from the player forums flashed through my mind.
But ten seconds later, my boiling gossip heart calmed down.
[Topic: Friends, why is Maria's eye color different from her grandson's? Does this mean that I, a thief, still have a chance? ]
[1L: Bah! Even if there is a chance, it will belong to a thief like me! ]
[2L: LS, give up, this is a special dye. It is said that the entire senior management has blonde hair and blue eyes. Even if they are not, they will use dye. This is proof of the Lord of Light's favor. It is reasonable to suspect that the Lord of Light is obsessed with blonde hair and blue eyes.]
I:"……"
You guys are overthinking it. Is there a possibility that he is simply narcissistic?
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The entire holy city was built with white magic crystals. Those who lived here were either rich or noble. A brick falling down could kill ten rich people.
Oh, I forgot that the holy city has no bricks, only priceless magic crystals.
Debauchery! Extravagance! Excessiveness! Why don't you give it to me? Even when I was at my strongest, I didn't have this kind of attitude!
Samuel, you are really capable.
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While answering Maria's questions, I kept muttering to myself, and I also found that there were a terrifying number of players in the Holy City.
This may be the area with the highest concentration of players, after all, it is the core area of the Lord of Glory. The highest level of tasks in the game are issued here, and the people who can be contacted are the most prominent NPCs in the game.
Under such circumstances, a large number of players will naturally gather here. In addition, there is another group of people. They are not here for high rewards or faction missions, but to follow the most talked-about NPCs every day, such as -
"Lord Saint, look this way!"
I looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, I saw a dull face. After a few seconds, the player's eyes became lively again, and his expression was extremely excited.
"This guy is really good at fighting, damn! Every picture he takes is amazing, hurry up and take more pictures! Whether he can get rich depends on whether the pictures he takes this time are good enough!"
"You'd better take another photo. Don't forget the others. Don't miss any good-looking ones!"
I looked at the player whose ID was [Cong Bing] and the corners of my mouth twitched slightly.
Well, he finally found a way to make money.
Maria was obviously used to it: "Please don't mind it, it's just that the believers are too excited to see you."
"Is this common?"
"It's more typical of the holy city than common, with believers obsessed with taking photos of those in high positions. I guess it's their way of paying respect."
They were indeed quite respectful. After all, who could back down when it came to money? I smiled and said, "That's really commendable."
"But you don't need to get too close to them. After all, you have a special identity. If there are attackers from the darkness hiding among them, things will become difficult."
Maria reminded me and I nodded in agreement. A shadow rose from the sky and whizzed past the spire of the building.
Looking down at all this with his golden pupils, I could sense that he was a little impatient.
"If you feel too slow, just go ahead and we will catch up with you soon."
My voice was not loud, but the dragon could obviously hear it. He hesitated, still hovering in the air.
"You have a really good relationship with this prince. The current dragons in the church are arrogant and won't pay attention to anyone except the contractors, let alone stay in such a busy city."
"He's always been considerate."
This is indeed true. After all, Long has helped me a lot from the beginning to now. My tone softened: "Can we leave here first? I'm a little worried about his condition."
"no problem."
Maria naturally agreed. The dragon race had a bad temper and was powerful, so it would be harmful for him to stay among the crowd for a long time. Under this premise, the entire knight group quickened their pace, with flags flying across the entire street, leading to the tall church at the end.
The indigenous people living here flocked to both ends of the road, looking at us with fanatical expressions. They were all the most devout believers. I don't know who shouted "Long live the glory!" first, and countless voices gathered into a vast wave, impacting the eardrums.
"Long live the glory!"
"Long live the glory!!"
There was a flash of gold in the sky, followed by hundreds and thousands of dots. I squinted my eyes and saw a griffin in armor landing in the low sky. All the knights put their hands on their chests and saluted me silently. The bright red cloak fluttered, so handsome that I couldn't take my eyes off it.
"These are the Griffin Knights of the church. They have come specially to greet you."
In response to her explanation, the griffins flapped their wings in unison, and the whole city was bathed in a wash of light. If I were a child, I would be moved when I set foot here.
I squinted my eyes and looked up at the sky. The world was vast and broad. As long as we walked in this world, we would be bathed in glory. His favor was beyond words. Those who were favored only needed to reach out their hands to grasp the authority and stand above all others.
I vaguely realized what she wanted to tell me, and asked softly, "Bishop Maria, if there is something I want to do right now, what should I do?"
Maria was not surprised by my question. She smiled and corrected me: "You shouldn't say you have something you want to do. When you have this idea, it has already been realized. In this world, besides my Lord, only your will is unshakable."
"You should have everything you want. You were born to have it all."
Power, glory and enjoyment are all concentrated here. The glory covers me and clears away all obstacles for me.
I slowly looked away, this feeling was truly intoxicating.
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The main city is worthy of being the main city. The treatment is much better than those small churches. Not only did they provide me with a good place to live, but they also prepared things for Sean to use. They did not discriminate against him because he was a werewolf.
Not only high-end daily necessities were prepared, but also 10 bottles of orc blood were prepared.
These priceless potions were placed carelessly on the table, their glass bottles sparkling with ruby-like light.
Sean looked at the bottles, his eyes faintly red.
Orc blood essence is made from the blood of high-level orcs. It is rare and extremely expensive. Even orcs will protect their excellent offspring well, so it is very difficult to obtain.
People usually use it to enhance the intelligence of contracted beasts and the talents of orcs, but for the latter, it is tantamount to swallowing the wailing of their companions.
Orcs believe in the souls of their ancestors, and their blood connection is stronger than that of humans. I touched Sean's head and said, "It's better to use it on you than on those contracted beasts. I believe you will use it well."
Sean said in a low voice: "I don't understand. We just live on this land, why do they do this?"
"It shouldn't be like this. Even aliens and orcs have the right to live on this land. We shouldn't be used as materials."
I answered calmly, "The weak have no say. Only by becoming strong can you survive better. And when you control power, you can change the world according to your will, just like the Lord of Light."
I wasn’t the only one who heard Maria’s words.
He was at my feet as I stepped from the carriage to face the Knights' greeting.
As I gazed upon the griffins and savored the wine of power, he drank it, too.
The desire for power is human nature, and it is also the nature of beasts. The church wants to tie me to their ship in this way, but the werewolves are more aware of this than I am.
He was captured by humans and turned into a slave. He almost died again and again until he met me - well, it didn't matter after that. Danger is the best catalyst, not to mention that he is a smart little wolf.
With no one else in the room, Sion's true nature showed.
He stared at the essence and blood, and seemed to hear a faint wailing coming from it.
"Become stronger. The rules of the world are made by the winners. If you are not strong enough, you will always have to live in the framework set by others."
I picked up a bottle of orc blood and unscrewed the cap. The pungent rush immediately filled the air, and just sniffing it made my blood boil. I lowered my eyes to look at the wolf at my feet.
"Do you want to try it?"
He didn't hesitate too much and answered yes directly.
As the orcs' blood essence turned into empty bottles, the wolf curled up on the ground and fell into a coma. He would grow rapidly in his sleep until he used the energy to develop his immature organs and truly become an adult.
So you see, profit is so irresistible.
I stood up, but before I could go out, the door opened by itself.
A figure flashed in from outside and saw the sleeping Sean at a glance.
He was startled: "Dead?"
Me: “Bullshit, say something nice.”
The visitor corrected his mistake and said, "Dizzy?"
I:"……"
I gave him a huge eye roll.
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