Traveler's City, located within the territory of the Northland Alliance's leading state, is more than ten times the size of Hammank Royal City and is one of the most prosperous cities in the Alliance.
At that moment, a long-distance teleportation array outside the city suddenly lit up, and a missionary dressed in white robes appeared inside.
"Please show your identification!"
Two guards immediately went to meet them.
"Hello, I come from a country outside of Northland, the Holy Kingdom of Light. This is my pass." The missionary handed a document to the other party and explained gently.
"Ah, hello, please wait a moment, I need to verify something." The two soldiers exchanged a glance, took out a round magic item, and knocked it hard. Half a dog's head popped out of it.
"Sir, please verify whether it is genuine or not."
"Woof... Although its aura is weak and primitive, it is indeed a principality recognized by the laws of the world." The dog sniffed hard, confirming its claim.
Upon hearing this, the soldier's expression immediately relaxed. He handed the document back to the other party and said, "Welcome to the City of Travelers. As long as you abide by the city's laws, you will have a pleasant experience."
"There's a basic introduction to the city at the city gate. It costs 20 soul crystals, but it's definitely worth it and will save you a lot of trouble," another soldier added.
"Thank you both, may the Holy Light protect you." The preacher bid farewell to the two and walked toward the distant city gate.
Only after they had walked a distance did the two soldiers suddenly become dazed.
"Strange, why was I so polite to him?"
"Yes, they even forgot to mention the kickback."
"I always felt that he was as kind as my father."
"I must say, I felt the same kindness as my grandfather."
On the other side, the missionary approached the city gate and found that there was a long queue, more than 100 meters long, with several soldiers handing out numbered tickets. Only after their number was called could they enter the city.
He received number 263, meaning he would have to wait at least two hours.
He then found a clean stone, sat down, took out the sacred text, and began to recite it devoutly.
"The Holy Lord created all things..."
"Hey buddy, first time here?"
Before he could finish reciting a few words, a deliberately lowered greeting came from behind him.
The preacher opened his eyes, only to find a short man with a somewhat furtive expression.
He glanced discreetly at the name tag on the preacher's chest and said:
"Let me tell you, the parade here usually stops at 4 p.m., so with your number, it's very likely you'll be stuck after 4 p.m.
"I see, thank you for reminding me." The missionary said with a hint of regret, "It seems we won't be able to enter the city until tomorrow."
“Hey, there’s no need for that.” The short man revealed a mysterious expression and stood on tiptoe to say, “As you can see, I am a big shot with connections everywhere, so naturally I have some extraordinary methods.”
"Your Excellency possesses an imposing presence; you are clearly no ordinary person," the preacher said with a smile.
"Hehe, easy, easy, look." The short man found the other person's words particularly pleasant to hear, so he stopped keeping him in suspense and took out a stack of number plates from his pocket, including many numbers from the top 100.
"If you're willing to pay a small fee, I can offer you some conveniences."
"I'm sorry, but I have nothing of value except this holy book. I'm afraid I'm wasting your time," the preacher said apologetically, bowing with his hands clasped.
He was so polite; he even apologized because he was worried he wouldn't have enough money to buy my things.
The short man suddenly felt a sense of disorientation, and inexplicably developed a liking for the other person.
Upon closer inspection, the other person was tall, handsome, polite, and approachable, just like the organization leader who had once saved his life, making him trustworthy.
I actually tried to swindle money from him, that's utterly despicable!
The short man felt a pang of shame and quickly took out a number plate with the number 76 and handed it to the other man, saying generously, "Not at all! I feel an instant connection with you, so I'll give you this number plate. Please don't refuse!"
"Then thank you very much." The preacher smiled slightly and handed the holy book in his hand to the other party: "This is my most important treasure. Consider it a return gift. I hope we will meet again someday."
What a kind person!
The short man watched the other person walk towards the city gate, and couldn't help but sigh.
They actually gave me such a precious treasure in return...
Wait! I came here to resell, what am I doing?!
His eyes gradually cleared, and he looked at the holy book in his hand with some astonishment. What kind of rubbish was this? A number 76 was worth at least 100 soul crystals!
Quickly flip to the last page, and you'll see it reads "Holy Light Church Scripture - First Magic Reissue Edition, Version No. 017".
Well, it's a mass-produced product!
The short man was so angry that he wanted to tear it up on the spot, but after hesitating for a long time, he stuffed it back into his pocket and started looking for his next customer while cursing.
Meanwhile, the missionary had already passed through the city gates and, following the soldiers' advice, bought a basic introduction.
These magically constructed books, once quickly flipped through, will have their contents firmly imprinted in one's mind.
The missionary politely declined the offer of 200 soul crystals from the tour guides who surrounded him, and quickly headed towards his destination.
He knew the entire city's routes by heart.
Following the instructions in the book, they found a group of centaurs in a corner and chose the strongest one among them.
—This is the cheapest mode of transportation. It only costs 10 Soul Crystals and can take you around the city for a whole day.
"Hey buddy, where to?"
"Northern Ireland Alliance Faith Management Center"
"Alright, lie still!"
"Lie down? Wait...!"
Without a word, the strong centaur grabbed the preacher and held him in its arms, then galloped off on all fours.
Even the preacher, with his usual composure, was stunned by the situation. He hurriedly took out a new holy book and covered his face with it, but then immediately took it off again.
It doesn't matter if he loses face, but we can't let the Holy Lord lose face.
Fortunately, despite the twists and turns, these centaurs were indeed very fast and arrived at their destination in no time.
"Hey buddy, need me to wait for you? Just add 2 more soul crystals. This place isn't easy to fight."
"No."
The missionary paid the fare expressionlessly, not daring to make any unnecessary movements, for fear of arousing the other party's sympathy and making them insist on staying and waiting for him.
"Well, that's a shame." The centaur sighed and turned to leave.
The preacher then looked at the magnificent building in front of him, which had six gilded characters on it that read "Center for Faith Management".
Following the instructions in the book in his mind, he went straight in and came to service window number eleven, where a young woman in work clothes was sitting.
"Hello, I'm here to apply for a permit to spread faith within the territory of the Northland Alliance."
"Hello, do you have any other region's principality-level or higher religious propagation permits? If not, you need to provide the following qualification materials." The woman gently pressed the button on her hand, and a magical light screen appeared, listing a dense array of conditions.
“Yes.” The missionary produced a certificate bearing the seal of the Hammank royal lineage.
"That's easy, just fill out a registration form." The woman breathed a sigh of relief; it was almost time to get off work, and she didn't want to work overtime.
Church Name: Church of Holy Light
[The deity we believe in: The Holy Lord of Light]
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"Okay, that's fine." After carefully checking it over, the woman took out a stamp and stamped it on.
"Permission to preach is permitted."
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