Lord, what should we do next?Do you still have to enter the twelfth floor to explore?
Link and Duel were already very satisfied with this dungeon trip. They got the biochemical war beast with heavenly combat power and many powerful war structures. They wanted to return with a full load, but the final decision still depends on Jiang Shuihan's intention. If Jiang Shuihan said he would enter the twelfth floor, out of trust in the president, they would definitely sacrifice their lives to accompany him!
We have achieved the expected results, of course, we are going back to rest and preparing to participate in the Royal Trial, which is our ultimate goal!
Jiang Shuihan looked at his younger brothers’ expectations and announced that the adventure plan for the dungeon was over!
The combat power of the long-horned demon is already surprising. If you enter the more dangerous twelfth floor, you may have all casualties. It is better to stop when you see it and go home with rich spoils!
hiss!Master, don't leave Salou Ah!
Salou betrayed his tribe and stole the treasures treasured by the fire demon. He said he would not dare to go back. He looked at the river water cold with his eyes, hoping that the boy could bring himself to the prosperous human world.
If you want to follow me, you must cut off your own strength to get rid of the dimensional law of the bondage on powerful hell creatures.Jiang Shuihan has already had a scheming case about how to resettle Salou, and he is not the one who broke the bridge across the river.
Jiang Shuihan took out the magic weapon obtained from hell, Demon Facebook, and then said to Salou: Using this treasure can enable you to be reincarnated as the lowest biological inferior demon in hell. Although you will pay a very heavy price for this, you can make the main material dimension recognize your existence, and you can re-train into a high-level demon under my wing protection!
hiss!Salou was very unwilling to give up... But Salou had no better choice...
Salou was worried and struggling for a long time, but finally he still devoted himself to the Magic Facebook.
Pooh!Very unpalatable demon!
The Magic Facebook is also a magical artifact with the spirit of the weapon. It opens its big mouth and chews it like eating. By the time it finally spits out Salou, Salou has gone from a ferocious long-horned demon to a ridiculous little evil demon.
Master, you must cover Salo Ah!Salo said miserably: Now even a human farmer can kill me with his fork!
Jiang Shuihan smiled and said: In fact, for you, the safest place is the alien dimension space built by Magic Facebook. You might as well feel wronged in it for a while, and I will let you out when I return to Godoro City.
After feeding Facebook a large amount of souls, this magic weapon has gradually revealed its power, which can not only transform high-level demons into low-level demons, but also has the function of sealing demons!
Everyone in the Skeleton Society looked at Jiang Shuihan's method of training the demon slaves, and awe couldn't help but appear on their faces. It was so terrible that they could make the terrible demons become as gentle as sheep. It was so terrible that they would grow up!
Will the difficulty of the Royal Trial be more terrifying than the demons in the dungeon?The president will definitely win the championship!
This is the common voice of everyone at this moment!
The imperial royal trial field is located in the heart of the Desert Kingdom, which is a very funny and helpless thing, because it means that the trialists must not only defeat their own competitors, but also face the threat of the desert nation.
But as long as you cross the sea of sand to reach the trial destination, everything will be beautiful, because there is an imperial territory here, ruled by a very strong baron.
It is hard to say how loyal this baron named Pompeii was to the empire, but since he could make this land with the empire's flag, His Majesty the Emperor was always willing to give him some rewards and support.
The Church of Light did not give up on the believers who fought for it. Many years ago, it built a temple on the territory of Baron Pompeii and sent a veteran priest to preside over the affairs.
However, even priests will get sick and die.
Unfortunately, I can't see the results of this royal trial. I am the trialist from the southern province who won the final victory!
Herbert lay on the bed dyingly, staring at the ceiling with his lost eyes blankly.
He knew he was about to die, and he was a little unwilling to give up, but he also felt an inexplicable sense of ease. Death means liberation, and he would not need to worry about anything in the future.
John, are you still here?Herbert muttered in a muddy voice: Give me a glass of water!
Lord Priest, please let me feed you with a spoon?If I help you sit up, you will probably cough for a long time.
John is a young servant, he looks only thirteen or fourteen years old. He would say this mostly to save some effort. Compared with the tall Herbert, his thin figure looks particularly thin and pity-like.
Herbert took a few sips of water and seemed to be regaining some vitality. He stared at John in a cold look and said hoarsely: Have you figured out your future?
Still...not yet!
John showed a bit of sorrow on his face, and he lowered his head helplessly.
John was the concubine of Baron Pompeii. He was not qualified to inherit his father's title and property, and once he was eighteen, he could not get any financial support from his family, so he had to find a job that could make a living before he became an adult.
What's worse is that Baron Pompeii did not like his weak son, so when John was ten years old, he was sent to the temple by his father and became the little servant of Priest Herbert, who was also a child servant who did all kinds of chores.
The Church of Light has a small temple under Baron Pompeii. Herbert is the priest who manages the temple. According to the conventional rules, when John became an adult, Herbert would arrange for John to enter the church. No matter what his future prospects are, he finally has a long-term meal ticket.
But there were unexpected situations in the world. John served Herbert diligently for several years, but the old man was about to ascend to heaven. This also means that the future his father arranged for him was completely over!
Herbert looked at the frowning John, and a mocking expression suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face: You must regret it, right?I have been serving me for so long, but I have never gotten any benefits in the end.
There is nothing to regret. At least I learned reading, writing and arithmetic from you. With these two skills, I can at least find a job outside. I will find a way to survive no matter what!
Since ancient times, knowledge has been mastered in the hands of the church and the nobles. Ordinary civilians rarely have the opportunity to learn words and calculations. Although John has never attended a formal school, the knowledge he mastered is much better than most ignorant treacherous children.
Survival and death are truly an eternal philosophical question...
Herbert was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed.He is now full of yearning for death, but the child around him wants to live hard.
There seemed to be a strange flame burning in the eyes of the old priest. He chanted a few mysterious words in his low voice, and suddenly in his majestic voice, he ordered: John, kneel down, I want to give you an eternal blessing!
John had long been accustomed to obeying. He used the same posture as he always prayed to the gods, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and knelt on the side of the bed with his head down.
Herbert raised his hand with difficulty, covered his palm on John's head, and said softly: You will inherit my inheritance, and may God's favor be with you forever!
A divine energy merged into John's body silently, but he himself noticed nothing.
OK, go back to your room!Herbert said peacefully and calmly as if he had just gotten rid of the heavy burden: You don’t need to stay with a corpse all night, you can wait until dawn before ringing the bell.
Lord Priest… John wanted to say something else, but found that Herbert had closed his eyes and his chest stopped rising and falling.
John looked at Herbert blankly, and a sad feeling surged in his heart, just like losing a very important relative.
Herbert is not a kind priest. He has a eccentric temper and often scolds John for all kinds of trivial matters. But even if he really does something wrong, he just scolds him with saliva and never beats John.
Another reason why John is very grateful to Herbert is that he has never had any lustful thoughts about himself.
Since priests cannot be matched, they often use handsome servants to vent their desires. This kind of thing is an open secret within the church, and it is a very fortunate thing to be able to not bear that kind of humiliation.
John tidied up Herbert's appearance with ease, and lit many candles beside him, so that his body was shrouded in the light, and then he left with tears.
clang!clang!
According to Herbert's instructions, John did not climb up the bell tower until dawn and rang the death knell. When the residents nearby heard the bell, they began to spontaneously gather to mourn the dead old priest; with the bells, there were people from the church. After they learned that the old priest was seriously ill, they had sent people to prepare to take over the temple.
The newly appointed priest of the church is a middle-aged man named Paul. He was born with a handsome appearance, with a thick and thick voice, and his actions were full of divine and solemn demeanor, which soon won the favor and trust of the residents.
However, in John's eyes, this man was a little pretentious, far less than the old priest who was cold-faced and kind-hearted, deserved respect.
Paul also kept observing John, and after he held the funeral for Herbert, he called the servant to his room.
John, I heard that your father is Baron Pompeii?The expression on Paul's face was a little confused: Why didn't he send you to church school but let you run a low-key battle in this small temple?
Lord Priest, are you deliberately making fun of me?John smiled bitterly and said: I will be here, of course because I am not favored by my father. He is already very merciful when he is willing to arrange such a way out for me.
So that's the case, but this is too unfair to you!Paul intends to provoke John's relationship with his father, and when he hears the expected reply, he starts to pretend to stand up for John.
John said calmly: There are indeed many unfair things in this world, but I think I am already very lucky, at least I don’t need to worry about being hungry.
Aren't you worried that I will fire you?Paul asked with a smile: You know, most priests will not accept the little servants used by others, and would rather take the time to re-train an obedient little guy.
I've packed my luggage and can leave at any time.John replied calmly: I am almost sixteen years old and have learned a lot from Priest Herbert. I think someone would be willing to hire me to do some copying and calculation work.
Before I came to Baron Pompeii, I really thought about driving you home, and I also thought about you kneeling at my feet and crying. But now seeing you acting so confident, I feel that I should give you another chance.
Paul took out two black cover books from the drawer and continued: I have read the account books you recorded, with clear writing and accurate numbers, and I can't even find a place for the error. As a young servant, you are a little too old, but it seems okay to manage accounts for me.
The temple also requires money to maintain operation. In order to obtain the donation of God's grace, the temple also operates lending businesses and rents land, which require the establishment of accounts for management.
Paul is an extremely outstanding talent in the church. His backer arranged him to a deserted town in order to allow him to be free from shackles and monopolize the power of the church, and add a glorious experience to enter the church center in the future.
Where the church has weak power, the nobles have stronger power. Paul left John because he felt that his identity was worth using. If something happens in the future, he even has the opportunity to build a new diocese that integrates politics and religion.
Lord Priest, thank you for your trust in me. I will definitely work hard!
With John's current knowledge, it is impossible to see through what Paul was planning secretly, but he is still very happy that he can be kept, which means he still has the opportunity to become a formal priest.
When Paul saw John's excitement, his face flushed, and couldn't help but smile and said: I'm giving you this job because I think you have the ability to do it well. If you do something wrong in the future, I will still drive you away.
I see!John nodded vigorously and said, "But if I do well, can you help me register an identity in the church?"I hope to serve the church for life.
Paul felt that he could not agree too quickly. He touched his chin, as if he thought about it seriously for a while before he forced his head to nod: If I need a priest as an assistant, I will give you priority.
Thank you priest!John bent down to Paul with a humble expression to express his gratitude.
In the Kingdom of Greed, the superiors who act as rulers were nobles and priests. They were extravagant and wanted to enjoy everything, which determined the life and death of everyone.
The priests and knights are the whips and swords in the hands of the superiors. They serve the nobles and priests respectively, and use knowledge and force to safeguard the dignity and dignity of the upper class.
Little merchants, handicraftsmen and peasants are all ruled civilians. They often have to pay 15% divine tax to the church first, then pay 20% monarch tax to His Majesty the Emperor, and finally pay 30% lord tax to the lord.
With such heavy taxes, it is not easy for ordinary people to eat enough, so John expected to become a priest. When he was a child, he actually wanted to be a knight, but unfortunately, his natural weak physique was destined to be ineligible to learn martial arts.
You go home tomorrow and give this letter to your father.Paul took out a letter and handed it to John, saying: I actually really want to visit Baron Pompeii in person, but unfortunately, due to the rule that the priest and the nobles cannot have private contact, he can only pay tribute to him by writing a letter.
Unexpectedly, Paul would give him such an errand. John hesitated for a moment, but he took the letter and said: I will bring you my father's reply as soon as possible.
Paul shook his head and said: It doesn’t matter whether there is a reply or not. The important thing is that you must hand this letter to Lingzun. In addition, I will give you a week’s vacation, and you can wait until the holiday is over before coming back.
holiday?
John's eyes widened in surprise. He never thought he would have another vacation.
There are twenty silver coins in this purse, which can be spent no matter how much you spend it. It is a reward for you in advance. Don’t let my trust in you!
Paul threw John a purse and drove him out without his refusal.
I will be killed by them if I have to stay at home for a week!
What John said was his half-brother.Baron Pompeii is a man who is over 70 years old and still acts very strong. He has more than 20 wives and dozens of children.
I handed the letter to my father, and then I immediately fled back to town. Even helping the blacksmith pull the bellows is much safer than staying at home!
While walking, John thought about how to escape from the siege of those vicious brothers after completing the mission of delivering the letter.
Hello!Little guy, come here!
A hoarse man's voice came from behind a rock, interrupting John's original thoughts.
A look of hesitation and tension appeared on John's face, because he smelled the bloody smell and wanted to turn around and escape, but after thinking about it, he walked over.
He is just a weak boy. If that man catches up, he will definitely be killed!
Sir, you don’t have a good situation. Do you need me to do something for you?
The man behind the rock looked like a powerful warrior. He had at least twenty or thirty scars on his body, and even an arrow penetrated his chest, but he was able to break through the siege and insisted tenaciously not fainting.
John would think that the other party broke through the siege because he noticed that the man had at least dozens of gaps in his sword. What a fierce battle that caused the weapon to be damaged to this extent!
May I have your name?
The injured warrior did not rush to ask John for help because of his own embarrassment, but instead asked John about his identity indifferently.
My name is John, and I am the attendant of the priest in the town!
John was full of respect for the warrior, and he did not dare to deceive the other party, and honestly explained his humble identity.
cough!Ahem!The injured warrior coughed violently for a while and said: Then you immediately return to town and go to the hotel to find an adult named Duel, tell him that the wine I brought had spilled and asked him to change his glass of wine!
But I still have something to do... I'll help you bandage the wound first!
John hesitated, not knowing what choice to make, but he didn't want to see the warrior die, because he had learned first aid skills from Priest Herbert, and decided to treat the other party's injuries first and then talk about other issues later.
After examining the wounded warrior's wound, John's admiration for him became stronger. No wonder he did not see blood on the ground. It turned out that the warrior had been controlling his muscles and tightening his wounds, effectively preventing the loss of blood.
This arrow shot through your lungs and if you can't get treatment in time, you'll die in at most half an hour!
John stroked the white feathered arrow, his eyes full of fear, as he saw his family badge on it.
Could this injured warrior be his father or brother's enemy?What should he do, and should he inform his family?
Do you know the owner of this arrow?
The injured warrior squinted his eyes and looked at John, a trace of murderous intent flashed away.
This arrow is like my father's... John's teeth trembled and he said: I am the son of Baron Pompeii, a concubine born to a concubine who is not valued!
No wonder you would be a servant in the town priest.The injured warrior looked into John's eyes and said: If you plan to help your father, I won't blame you, but you have to think clearly that you can get nothing from him; but if you are willing to help me, I can make you a manor-owner noble with status!
Noble...can I?John asked in surprise.
You have a pair of skilled healing techniques, and I will accept you as a retainer and make sure you make a profit.The wounded warrior stroked the wound on his arm in surprise, where John had just bandaged him, and now there were signs of healing.
Curing...healing?
John was even more surprised, and then he immediately understood what was going on: This is the power given to me by Lord Herbert, may the goddess of light bless his soul to ascend to heaven!
If you hadn't met me, it would take you a long time to discover your abilities. And with your identity and background, even with such magical abilities, it would be difficult to reuse within the church.
The injured warrior continued to seduce John: I am your opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, you will always be a small person.
John lowered his head and was silent for a while, and said: Thank you for your advice, I know what to do!
You won't regret today's decision, because your father and your brothers will be killed by the Skeleton and Bones, and you will get the power they once had!
The injured warrior looked at John's back as he left, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: I, Marus, but Lord Duel's confidant subordinate, he will definitely avenge me!
Link and Duel were already very satisfied with this dungeon trip. They got the biochemical war beast with heavenly combat power and many powerful war structures. They wanted to return with a full load, but the final decision still depends on Jiang Shuihan's intention. If Jiang Shuihan said he would enter the twelfth floor, out of trust in the president, they would definitely sacrifice their lives to accompany him!
We have achieved the expected results, of course, we are going back to rest and preparing to participate in the Royal Trial, which is our ultimate goal!
Jiang Shuihan looked at his younger brothers’ expectations and announced that the adventure plan for the dungeon was over!
The combat power of the long-horned demon is already surprising. If you enter the more dangerous twelfth floor, you may have all casualties. It is better to stop when you see it and go home with rich spoils!
hiss!Master, don't leave Salou Ah!
Salou betrayed his tribe and stole the treasures treasured by the fire demon. He said he would not dare to go back. He looked at the river water cold with his eyes, hoping that the boy could bring himself to the prosperous human world.
If you want to follow me, you must cut off your own strength to get rid of the dimensional law of the bondage on powerful hell creatures.Jiang Shuihan has already had a scheming case about how to resettle Salou, and he is not the one who broke the bridge across the river.
Jiang Shuihan took out the magic weapon obtained from hell, Demon Facebook, and then said to Salou: Using this treasure can enable you to be reincarnated as the lowest biological inferior demon in hell. Although you will pay a very heavy price for this, you can make the main material dimension recognize your existence, and you can re-train into a high-level demon under my wing protection!
hiss!Salou was very unwilling to give up... But Salou had no better choice...
Salou was worried and struggling for a long time, but finally he still devoted himself to the Magic Facebook.
Pooh!Very unpalatable demon!
The Magic Facebook is also a magical artifact with the spirit of the weapon. It opens its big mouth and chews it like eating. By the time it finally spits out Salou, Salou has gone from a ferocious long-horned demon to a ridiculous little evil demon.
Master, you must cover Salo Ah!Salo said miserably: Now even a human farmer can kill me with his fork!
Jiang Shuihan smiled and said: In fact, for you, the safest place is the alien dimension space built by Magic Facebook. You might as well feel wronged in it for a while, and I will let you out when I return to Godoro City.
After feeding Facebook a large amount of souls, this magic weapon has gradually revealed its power, which can not only transform high-level demons into low-level demons, but also has the function of sealing demons!
Everyone in the Skeleton Society looked at Jiang Shuihan's method of training the demon slaves, and awe couldn't help but appear on their faces. It was so terrible that they could make the terrible demons become as gentle as sheep. It was so terrible that they would grow up!
Will the difficulty of the Royal Trial be more terrifying than the demons in the dungeon?The president will definitely win the championship!
This is the common voice of everyone at this moment!
The imperial royal trial field is located in the heart of the Desert Kingdom, which is a very funny and helpless thing, because it means that the trialists must not only defeat their own competitors, but also face the threat of the desert nation.
But as long as you cross the sea of sand to reach the trial destination, everything will be beautiful, because there is an imperial territory here, ruled by a very strong baron.
It is hard to say how loyal this baron named Pompeii was to the empire, but since he could make this land with the empire's flag, His Majesty the Emperor was always willing to give him some rewards and support.
The Church of Light did not give up on the believers who fought for it. Many years ago, it built a temple on the territory of Baron Pompeii and sent a veteran priest to preside over the affairs.
However, even priests will get sick and die.
Unfortunately, I can't see the results of this royal trial. I am the trialist from the southern province who won the final victory!
Herbert lay on the bed dyingly, staring at the ceiling with his lost eyes blankly.
He knew he was about to die, and he was a little unwilling to give up, but he also felt an inexplicable sense of ease. Death means liberation, and he would not need to worry about anything in the future.
John, are you still here?Herbert muttered in a muddy voice: Give me a glass of water!
Lord Priest, please let me feed you with a spoon?If I help you sit up, you will probably cough for a long time.
John is a young servant, he looks only thirteen or fourteen years old. He would say this mostly to save some effort. Compared with the tall Herbert, his thin figure looks particularly thin and pity-like.
Herbert took a few sips of water and seemed to be regaining some vitality. He stared at John in a cold look and said hoarsely: Have you figured out your future?
Still...not yet!
John showed a bit of sorrow on his face, and he lowered his head helplessly.
John was the concubine of Baron Pompeii. He was not qualified to inherit his father's title and property, and once he was eighteen, he could not get any financial support from his family, so he had to find a job that could make a living before he became an adult.
What's worse is that Baron Pompeii did not like his weak son, so when John was ten years old, he was sent to the temple by his father and became the little servant of Priest Herbert, who was also a child servant who did all kinds of chores.
The Church of Light has a small temple under Baron Pompeii. Herbert is the priest who manages the temple. According to the conventional rules, when John became an adult, Herbert would arrange for John to enter the church. No matter what his future prospects are, he finally has a long-term meal ticket.
But there were unexpected situations in the world. John served Herbert diligently for several years, but the old man was about to ascend to heaven. This also means that the future his father arranged for him was completely over!
Herbert looked at the frowning John, and a mocking expression suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face: You must regret it, right?I have been serving me for so long, but I have never gotten any benefits in the end.
There is nothing to regret. At least I learned reading, writing and arithmetic from you. With these two skills, I can at least find a job outside. I will find a way to survive no matter what!
Since ancient times, knowledge has been mastered in the hands of the church and the nobles. Ordinary civilians rarely have the opportunity to learn words and calculations. Although John has never attended a formal school, the knowledge he mastered is much better than most ignorant treacherous children.
Survival and death are truly an eternal philosophical question...
Herbert was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed.He is now full of yearning for death, but the child around him wants to live hard.
There seemed to be a strange flame burning in the eyes of the old priest. He chanted a few mysterious words in his low voice, and suddenly in his majestic voice, he ordered: John, kneel down, I want to give you an eternal blessing!
John had long been accustomed to obeying. He used the same posture as he always prayed to the gods, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and knelt on the side of the bed with his head down.
Herbert raised his hand with difficulty, covered his palm on John's head, and said softly: You will inherit my inheritance, and may God's favor be with you forever!
A divine energy merged into John's body silently, but he himself noticed nothing.
OK, go back to your room!Herbert said peacefully and calmly as if he had just gotten rid of the heavy burden: You don’t need to stay with a corpse all night, you can wait until dawn before ringing the bell.
Lord Priest… John wanted to say something else, but found that Herbert had closed his eyes and his chest stopped rising and falling.
John looked at Herbert blankly, and a sad feeling surged in his heart, just like losing a very important relative.
Herbert is not a kind priest. He has a eccentric temper and often scolds John for all kinds of trivial matters. But even if he really does something wrong, he just scolds him with saliva and never beats John.
Another reason why John is very grateful to Herbert is that he has never had any lustful thoughts about himself.
Since priests cannot be matched, they often use handsome servants to vent their desires. This kind of thing is an open secret within the church, and it is a very fortunate thing to be able to not bear that kind of humiliation.
John tidied up Herbert's appearance with ease, and lit many candles beside him, so that his body was shrouded in the light, and then he left with tears.
clang!clang!
According to Herbert's instructions, John did not climb up the bell tower until dawn and rang the death knell. When the residents nearby heard the bell, they began to spontaneously gather to mourn the dead old priest; with the bells, there were people from the church. After they learned that the old priest was seriously ill, they had sent people to prepare to take over the temple.
The newly appointed priest of the church is a middle-aged man named Paul. He was born with a handsome appearance, with a thick and thick voice, and his actions were full of divine and solemn demeanor, which soon won the favor and trust of the residents.
However, in John's eyes, this man was a little pretentious, far less than the old priest who was cold-faced and kind-hearted, deserved respect.
Paul also kept observing John, and after he held the funeral for Herbert, he called the servant to his room.
John, I heard that your father is Baron Pompeii?The expression on Paul's face was a little confused: Why didn't he send you to church school but let you run a low-key battle in this small temple?
Lord Priest, are you deliberately making fun of me?John smiled bitterly and said: I will be here, of course because I am not favored by my father. He is already very merciful when he is willing to arrange such a way out for me.
So that's the case, but this is too unfair to you!Paul intends to provoke John's relationship with his father, and when he hears the expected reply, he starts to pretend to stand up for John.
John said calmly: There are indeed many unfair things in this world, but I think I am already very lucky, at least I don’t need to worry about being hungry.
Aren't you worried that I will fire you?Paul asked with a smile: You know, most priests will not accept the little servants used by others, and would rather take the time to re-train an obedient little guy.
I've packed my luggage and can leave at any time.John replied calmly: I am almost sixteen years old and have learned a lot from Priest Herbert. I think someone would be willing to hire me to do some copying and calculation work.
Before I came to Baron Pompeii, I really thought about driving you home, and I also thought about you kneeling at my feet and crying. But now seeing you acting so confident, I feel that I should give you another chance.
Paul took out two black cover books from the drawer and continued: I have read the account books you recorded, with clear writing and accurate numbers, and I can't even find a place for the error. As a young servant, you are a little too old, but it seems okay to manage accounts for me.
The temple also requires money to maintain operation. In order to obtain the donation of God's grace, the temple also operates lending businesses and rents land, which require the establishment of accounts for management.
Paul is an extremely outstanding talent in the church. His backer arranged him to a deserted town in order to allow him to be free from shackles and monopolize the power of the church, and add a glorious experience to enter the church center in the future.
Where the church has weak power, the nobles have stronger power. Paul left John because he felt that his identity was worth using. If something happens in the future, he even has the opportunity to build a new diocese that integrates politics and religion.
Lord Priest, thank you for your trust in me. I will definitely work hard!
With John's current knowledge, it is impossible to see through what Paul was planning secretly, but he is still very happy that he can be kept, which means he still has the opportunity to become a formal priest.
When Paul saw John's excitement, his face flushed, and couldn't help but smile and said: I'm giving you this job because I think you have the ability to do it well. If you do something wrong in the future, I will still drive you away.
I see!John nodded vigorously and said, "But if I do well, can you help me register an identity in the church?"I hope to serve the church for life.
Paul felt that he could not agree too quickly. He touched his chin, as if he thought about it seriously for a while before he forced his head to nod: If I need a priest as an assistant, I will give you priority.
Thank you priest!John bent down to Paul with a humble expression to express his gratitude.
In the Kingdom of Greed, the superiors who act as rulers were nobles and priests. They were extravagant and wanted to enjoy everything, which determined the life and death of everyone.
The priests and knights are the whips and swords in the hands of the superiors. They serve the nobles and priests respectively, and use knowledge and force to safeguard the dignity and dignity of the upper class.
Little merchants, handicraftsmen and peasants are all ruled civilians. They often have to pay 15% divine tax to the church first, then pay 20% monarch tax to His Majesty the Emperor, and finally pay 30% lord tax to the lord.
With such heavy taxes, it is not easy for ordinary people to eat enough, so John expected to become a priest. When he was a child, he actually wanted to be a knight, but unfortunately, his natural weak physique was destined to be ineligible to learn martial arts.
You go home tomorrow and give this letter to your father.Paul took out a letter and handed it to John, saying: I actually really want to visit Baron Pompeii in person, but unfortunately, due to the rule that the priest and the nobles cannot have private contact, he can only pay tribute to him by writing a letter.
Unexpectedly, Paul would give him such an errand. John hesitated for a moment, but he took the letter and said: I will bring you my father's reply as soon as possible.
Paul shook his head and said: It doesn’t matter whether there is a reply or not. The important thing is that you must hand this letter to Lingzun. In addition, I will give you a week’s vacation, and you can wait until the holiday is over before coming back.
holiday?
John's eyes widened in surprise. He never thought he would have another vacation.
There are twenty silver coins in this purse, which can be spent no matter how much you spend it. It is a reward for you in advance. Don’t let my trust in you!
Paul threw John a purse and drove him out without his refusal.
I will be killed by them if I have to stay at home for a week!
What John said was his half-brother.Baron Pompeii is a man who is over 70 years old and still acts very strong. He has more than 20 wives and dozens of children.
I handed the letter to my father, and then I immediately fled back to town. Even helping the blacksmith pull the bellows is much safer than staying at home!
While walking, John thought about how to escape from the siege of those vicious brothers after completing the mission of delivering the letter.
Hello!Little guy, come here!
A hoarse man's voice came from behind a rock, interrupting John's original thoughts.
A look of hesitation and tension appeared on John's face, because he smelled the bloody smell and wanted to turn around and escape, but after thinking about it, he walked over.
He is just a weak boy. If that man catches up, he will definitely be killed!
Sir, you don’t have a good situation. Do you need me to do something for you?
The man behind the rock looked like a powerful warrior. He had at least twenty or thirty scars on his body, and even an arrow penetrated his chest, but he was able to break through the siege and insisted tenaciously not fainting.
John would think that the other party broke through the siege because he noticed that the man had at least dozens of gaps in his sword. What a fierce battle that caused the weapon to be damaged to this extent!
May I have your name?
The injured warrior did not rush to ask John for help because of his own embarrassment, but instead asked John about his identity indifferently.
My name is John, and I am the attendant of the priest in the town!
John was full of respect for the warrior, and he did not dare to deceive the other party, and honestly explained his humble identity.
cough!Ahem!The injured warrior coughed violently for a while and said: Then you immediately return to town and go to the hotel to find an adult named Duel, tell him that the wine I brought had spilled and asked him to change his glass of wine!
But I still have something to do... I'll help you bandage the wound first!
John hesitated, not knowing what choice to make, but he didn't want to see the warrior die, because he had learned first aid skills from Priest Herbert, and decided to treat the other party's injuries first and then talk about other issues later.
After examining the wounded warrior's wound, John's admiration for him became stronger. No wonder he did not see blood on the ground. It turned out that the warrior had been controlling his muscles and tightening his wounds, effectively preventing the loss of blood.
This arrow shot through your lungs and if you can't get treatment in time, you'll die in at most half an hour!
John stroked the white feathered arrow, his eyes full of fear, as he saw his family badge on it.
Could this injured warrior be his father or brother's enemy?What should he do, and should he inform his family?
Do you know the owner of this arrow?
The injured warrior squinted his eyes and looked at John, a trace of murderous intent flashed away.
This arrow is like my father's... John's teeth trembled and he said: I am the son of Baron Pompeii, a concubine born to a concubine who is not valued!
No wonder you would be a servant in the town priest.The injured warrior looked into John's eyes and said: If you plan to help your father, I won't blame you, but you have to think clearly that you can get nothing from him; but if you are willing to help me, I can make you a manor-owner noble with status!
Noble...can I?John asked in surprise.
You have a pair of skilled healing techniques, and I will accept you as a retainer and make sure you make a profit.The wounded warrior stroked the wound on his arm in surprise, where John had just bandaged him, and now there were signs of healing.
Curing...healing?
John was even more surprised, and then he immediately understood what was going on: This is the power given to me by Lord Herbert, may the goddess of light bless his soul to ascend to heaven!
If you hadn't met me, it would take you a long time to discover your abilities. And with your identity and background, even with such magical abilities, it would be difficult to reuse within the church.
The injured warrior continued to seduce John: I am your opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, you will always be a small person.
John lowered his head and was silent for a while, and said: Thank you for your advice, I know what to do!
You won't regret today's decision, because your father and your brothers will be killed by the Skeleton and Bones, and you will get the power they once had!
The injured warrior looked at John's back as he left, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: I, Marus, but Lord Duel's confidant subordinate, he will definitely avenge me!
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