Arrival at the Slane Theocracy: Chief Justice Gurid

Thinking of that monster who was like Godkin.

She had no intention of offending the other party, and besides, the other party was clearly much more reliable than the alliance leader.

Clementine put away the short cone, gave Remedios a sweet smile, and waved her hand lightly. "Then let's play again next time~"

As soon as he finished speaking...

They didn't care about the other person's reaction.

Clementine swayed her slender waist and gracefully turned to walk into the castle.

"Commander."

"Pink" Isandro quickly stepped forward and spoke up to remind him, knowing his captain's impulsive nature.

The team leader, Tang, has not shown up yet.

Because of the Slane Theocracy, Captain Remedios was seething with anger, and "Pink" Isandro didn't mind if the captain clashed with the people of the Theocracy.

Lord Kelart secretly instructed that the captain's temper could be indulged to some extent.

As one of the vice-leaders of the Holy Knights, encountering a leader who doesn't take responsibility is quite stressful, and there are many more things to consider right now.

They must avoid any obvious conflict with the Slane Theocracy, maintain their national dignity, and also cultivate good relations with the "Free Will" adventurer team.

Secondly, they needed to find out the results of the Slane Theocracy's research on the medicine and the reasons for its emphasis on it, so as to plan for the benefits that the nation should receive.

The core of the whole thing!

The key lies with that team leader, Tang.

In the eyes of "Peach Blossom" Isandro, Tang Zheng an important figure whom he needed to win over.

The anticipated "impulse" did not materialize.

Remedios, expressionless, lowered the Holy Sword in his hand, looked at Enri had stopped the battle, and slowly sheathed it at his waist.

Ankle boots stepped on the ground.

Remedios strode toward the castle, but suddenly stopped as he passed Enri.

"Enri."

"Commander Remedios?" Enri's heart tightened, but her expression remained calm.

Do you recognize the sword hanging at your waist?

Remedios turned her head to the side, her short brown hair covering the tips of her ears. Although she was speaking, her gaze never fell on Enri.

Regardless of her status or strength, Remedios never felt that the village girl in front of her was qualified to have an equal conversation with her.

Enri glanced instinctively at the longsword hanging at Remedios's waist; she knew, of course, the origin of this sword.

The captain said so.

It is the same legendary magical item as the one held by Lajus, the leader of the "Blue Roses"Lakyus faction.

"Yes..." Enri said instinctively.

"It is one of the world-renowned Holy Sword, Safarlisia," Remedios said to himself, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance and pride.

"This Holy Sword possesses immense power, and it is one of the proofs of the might of successive Holy Knights."

"What I'm saying is that I wield this sword not because of my status, but because I possess power far surpassing that of any previous Holy Knights."

"Being obsessed with external things proves nothing."

Remedios walked past Enri and left.

Enri is not stupid.

After all, Remedios's words were anything but subtle or veiled; they could perhaps be described as direct.

"Miss Enri, the captain absolutely did not mean to belittle you." "Pink" Isandro, who was following behind, looked distressed and quickly stepped forward to explain, while also feeling somewhat suspicious.

When did the commander become so easy to talk to?

They were so easily persuaded to stop fighting Clementine of the Slane Theocracy.

now.

Captain Ian of the Theocracy was equally puzzled.

They were also surprised that Clementine would stop fighting so easily.

--Midwind Month -May 10th.

Slane Theocracy.

The Divine City.

As the very heart of the nation, it possesses a religious atmosphere far surpassing that of the Holy Kingdom and the prosperity of the Baharuth Empire.

The atmosphere was rich in sacredness and solemnity, yet it also contained a subtle sense of austerity.

Tang Zheng, Remedios, and the rest of the Holy Kingdom, a total of 11 people, were walking on the wide central street, which was entirely polished with marble, led by a Cleric in a Priest's robe.

A group of people.

Apart from Tang Zheng and the absent-minded Remedios, who remained calm, the rest of the Holy Kingdom's people were all somewhat shocked by the prosperity and the pervasive, intense religious atmosphere.

Because of the Abelion Demi-Humans, the Holy Kingdom rarely had contact with other countries, let alone the Slane Theocracy, which was separated by the Abelion Hills and had a less-than-friendly relationship with it.

Even Tang Zheng felt that the prosperity before him far surpassed that of the Baharuth Empire, let alone the people of the Holy Kingdom.

Magic lampposts stand on both sides of the street.

Many of the pure white buildings are exceptionally eye-catching, as are some temples with Gothic spires.

Along the way, you could often hear devout people saying things like "May God bless us" and "Thank God."

Tang Zheng's Priest's robes, along with the Paladin- like attire of the Holy Kingdom and others, blended easily into the surroundings and didn't attract much attention.

"These are distinguished guests of our Theocracy. This way, please."

Leading the way was a blond young man in his early twenties with a few freckles on his cheeks, giving him a youthful appearance, but his eyes were very clear.

"Good."

Tang Zheng nodded calmly and followed at a leisurely pace.

He didn't really like this place with its strong religious atmosphere, not to mention that the so-called "Six Great Gods" he worshipped were just Player.

After the conflict between Remedios and Clementine ended, Tang Zheng met with both sides and rested briefly before setting off without further delay.

Neither of them are fools.

Tang Zheng brought Enri and the Verdant Leaf Witch with him when he came to the Holy Kingdom.

"What a pity." Tang Zheng maintained a gentle expression as he observed his surroundings.

After setting off, with people from both countries accompanying them, they naturally couldn't secretly use Teleportation magic to leave in order to collect experience and craft Magic Scroll.

Now, in the Holy Kingdom, this is even more true.

After all, this place is different from the Kingdom Ri Yestize and the Baharuth Empire. Tang Zheng needs to be cautious about the hidden forces here.

Using the "Teleportation" spell rashly carries the risk of being discovered!

"Hopefully, we won't waste too much time here." Tang Zheng's eyes flickered slightly.

Currently, the resources he can truly possess are: 110 Tenth-Tier scrolls and 1 Sealing Crystal.

Previously, magic power was insufficient.

After reserving a portion of my daily combat mana, I can generally craft one Tenth-Tier scroll. My current mana value is 918 points; reserving around 200 mana is sufficient for unforeseen circumstances.

It can activate "Tenth-Tier Papermaking" 20 times, and can produce two Tenth-Tier scrolls per day.

"I can only start making it after I leave the Theocracy," Tang Zheng thought to himself.

"This is the most famous ancient building in our country. Legend has it that it was named ' John's Bell ' by the Six Great Gods themselves."

"Every day, countless believers come to pray." The young man leading the way explained the history of the Theocracy and some legendary stories to the crowd with great piety.

He was practically a guide.

No!

The other party is the guide.

John's Bell?

Upon hearing this name, Tang Zheng recalled that the bell tower of a cathedral in his previous life also had this name.

These Six Great Gods Player really like to name their games after myths, legends, or classic things.

"Pink" Isandro narrowed his eyes, momentarily unable to fathom the Slane Theocracy's intentions. He quickly stepped forward, coming to Tang Zheng's side. "Team Leader Tang."

"Commander Isandro."

Tang Zheng responded with a smile.

"Captain Ian and the others from the Theocracy's [Sunlight Scripture] have already left. We are now being led by this relatively unknown young man."

"Isn't this... a bit too 'disrespectful'?" "Pink" Isandro said in a low voice, his tone containing a hint of mild anger.

No matter what, they are all representatives of the Holy Kingdom. This young man's identity is unknown, but his status is certainly not as high as that of Captain Ian.

This dismissive attitude made even the usually mild-mannered "Peach Blossom" Isandro unable to suppress his anger.

Thump--

Thump--thump--

A crisp yet deep humming sound rang out as the giant clock swung.

Wait until the echoes subside.

"Not necessarily, Vice Commander Isandro. Someone of even higher rank has already arrived."

Tang Zheng shifted his gaze forward, looking at an elderly man with blond hair who was waiting directly in front of them below the clock tower.

The other person was wearing a loose Priest's robe, with a slightly hunched back. The most noticeable feature was the black stripes adorning the cuffs and hem of the Priest.

Distinguish by color.

That was the symbolic color of the God of Death, one of the Six Great Gods.

Following Tang Zheng's reminder, "Pink" Isandro also noticed the figure. The person was dressed plainly and stood in the crowded people below the church, making him easy to overlook.

When observing the symbolic color belonging to the "God of Death".

"Pink" Isandro's expression changed almost imperceptibly, Tang Zheng clearly noticed that the other party's expression became even more unpleasant.

The blond old man also saw Tang Zheng and the others who had been led there. His seemingly cloudy eyes swept over the group from the Holy Kingdom, and he let out a barely perceptible sigh.

"Does this mean you no longer trust them?"

"That potion shouldn't have been stolen directly. With the Holy Kingdom's people here, those old guys should be the ones having a headache now."

The blond old man muttered something to himself, a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashing across his stern expression. He then took a step and slowly walked forward.

The crowds under the church bell tower were dense.

However,

Wherever the blond old man went, the crowded believers made way for him, not daring to have any contact with him.

Judging from the expressions and behavior of these believers, they did not recognize the blond old man. What they feared was not his identity, but the black hue on the Cleric.

The young man leading Tang Zheng and the others stopped and turned around, saying softly, "Please wait a moment."

After saying that.

The young man quickly approached the blond elderly man.

"Tutor."

The young man respectfully approached the blond elder, bowed deeply, his face filled with admiration and reverence, and quickly whispered:

"As for Team Leader Tang, the student didn't observe anything. He was also a high-level Divine System magic chanter with extremely strong magical perception."

"The girl named Enri, one of its members, did not come. After some deliberation, the student decided not to use magic to detect her."

The Slane Theocracy boasts the strongest overall national power among all humankind, with a total population of approximately 15 million, more than twice that of the Kingdom Ri Yestize.

A large population and a peaceful environment naturally lead to a greater number of people with outstanding talents.

so.

The Theocracy adopts a household registration system, especially for those with special talents such as [Innate Talent], to prevent the intangible loss of talent.

Furthermore, because the exceptional talent of [Innate Talent] is inherently unpredictable, the Slane Theocracy has even developed magic specifically for detecting Innate Talent.

The young man before them possessed this special kind of magic.

His original main task was to investigate whether the girl in the "Free Will" team who killed the Legendary Tier Undead Soul Eater possessed some kind of powerful Innate Talent.

pity,

The girl named Enri did not come along.

The blond old man nodded almost imperceptibly, his steps never faltering for a moment.

The young man followed the blond old man's movements, turning sideways to catch up, then stepping back a step before whispering a reminder again:

"Mentor, the Holy Knights in the Holy Kingdom might do something drastic."

"God listens to everything," the blond old man said softly.

The young man bowed his head in awe once more, remaining silent.

With the arrival of the blond old man.

"Pink" Isandro took a few steps back, allowing Remedios, the highest-ranking Holy Knights, to stand at the forefront.

Welcome to the Slane Theocracy.

A faint smile appeared on the blond old man's aged face as he raised his right hand and placed it in front of his chest in a gesture of prayer.

May God's Radiance shine upon all!

"I am Gurid, the Chief Justice of the Theocracy."

Chief Justice?

Upon hearing the other party's position.

Tang Zheng glanced at the other party almost imperceptibly, feeling somewhat surprised and taken aback. The Theocracy was a theocratic system, with the highest-ranking Pontifex Maximus, followed by the Six Cardinals.

Slightly inferior to those also belonging to the ruling class were the three heads of the judiciary, administration, and legislation, as well as the head of the research institutions that oversaw the development of magic and other suitable technologies, and the Grand Marshal, the highest-ranking officer in charge of the military.

This blond old man not only holds a high position, but as the head of the judicial institution, he is, by any analysis, unsuitable to be the greeter.

Before Tang Zheng could recover from his surprise, he immediately noticed that everyone in the Holy Kingdom, except for him, was turning slightly away from Chief Justice Gurid and their expressions were not good.

"You old codger, you're a follower of the God of Death, aren't you?" Remedios said bluntly.

"Your Excellency Chief Justice Gurid, please forgive us, our commander has always had a bad temper."

"However, as a follower of the God of Death, it is not appropriate for you to bestow blessings upon outsiders." "Pink" Isandro stepped forward and spoke with displeasure.

Even so!

"Pink" Isandro also raised his right hand to touch his shoulder in return.

(End of this chapter)