Lord Ryan realized it.
At this moment, the empire's light has nowhere to spend money. As a devout believer in the God of Light, how can he sit back and ignore it.
He must maximize the use of God of Light's wealth.
"That birch bark book is worth one... no, a hundred gold! A thousand gold!"
God of Light's faith, how can it be so cheap?
After entering Otherworldly Plane, Ryan regained his composure and took out the Dawn Doctrine.
He has not taken action outside. In addition to needing to use this thing to despise Marquis of Northwind's belief, another reason is because he is worried that what he does outside will attract the Church's attention.
But it's different in Otherworldly Plane. Even if he senses something is wrong, the Church can't possibly know the truth, and there is Marquis of Northwind blocking Otherworld's door.
"Let me see how much this thing of yours is worth."
Deep in Ryan's pupils, a vortex like Abyss appeared, or like the bloody mouth of some kind of terrifying creature, swallowing up the line Divine Language on the surface of Dawn Doctrine's book cover.
The next moment, Ryan felt the feedback.
[Spirituality: 19050]
[Divinity: Deer Spirit Blessing, Blessing of the Horse Spirit]
There was surprise in Ryan's eyes. Although Spirituality Panel was still rough, it was so intuitive.
Looking back at the Dawn Doctrine, the Divine Language runes on it are still there, but the power that can make people understand its meaning at a glance has disappeared.
The books no longer glow slightly.
At the same time, somewhere in Northwind Province's wilderness, Archbishop Adriana opened his eyes.
"That Baron absorbed Radiance from Dawn and became a believer in our Lord."
The missionary next to him brightened his eyes.
"That Baron actually has such a talent. It seems that our Lord has another devout believer who may be able to help the Church in his missionary work in the empire."
"He is indeed favored by our Lord."
"Can we ask him to build a church in Frozen Earth Territory? He can become a priest himself."
"No, this is the empire. If Church of Morning Radiance appears, he will die."
"He is the son of a great nobleman, and Frozen Earth Territory is also among Northern Lands."
"No, when the time comes, Baron Ryan will naturally tell the world the identity of his followers, but now he still needs to hide it."
"It's painful."
Archbishop fell silent and then said:
"It is indeed painful, but for the faith of our Lord, it is worth it. Baron Ryan, no, Father Ryan, will understand the Church's difficulties."
"His devout faith will not be tainted by this."
"I'll write a letter and you can send it directly to Frozen Earth Territory. I hope he can sacrifice his life and not be troubled by this pain."
"The light of our Lord will shine in the darkest places, Dawn, shining on him as he moves forward."
"Dawn's glory..."
After she finished speaking, all the missionaries murmured piously.
"I will never die in the state of Winter's Chill."
"Archbishop, can the murderer of Father Buffett be found?"
"Almost..."
Ryan was a little happy. A copy of Dawn Doctrine brought him nearly 5,000 spiritual income.
"In this case, the share required by Wilderness World Grand Mage Macken can be increased again."
Ryan is happy for many reasons, including the fact that the strength of his soldiers can be enhanced again, and Northern Warhorse, which Wilderness World is cultivating, can also receive more divine blessings.
That is a mount that can accompany the knight for a lifetime, it is the Mainland version of the Griffin mount.
"Northern Warhorse will definitely become the third most perfect mount on the mainland, besides Dragons and Griffin."
"But..."
"I'm afraid that nineteen thousand souls can't be squandered by Grand Mage Macken for long. I don't know how much Dawn Doctrine the Church can absorb for me."
"I hope... all of them will be as big as this one."
Although he thinks so, Ryan also knows that it is impossible for every Dawn Doctrine book to bring him five thousand spiritual powers.
You must know that a life that swears loyalty to him can only provide a little spirituality.
A heroic follower like Brandt only brought him ten times the income of an ordinary person, that is, ten points of spiritual income.
Five thousand... it's a bit huge in comparison.
"Anyway, let's find a way to buy more of these things from the Church in the future."
The 100 million bits of joy that just came from the wealth of God of Light were washed away by this gold-swallowing crocodile.
Fortunately, Ryan has new joy.
Otherworld Plane, Azure Lion Tribe.
"Is this all you have gained during this time?"
Ryan looked at the six large boxes in front of him. Four and a half of them contained Gold Mine with golden spots.
The remaining wooden box contained thirty-five pieces of Amber Jade ranging from the size of a human head to the size of a thumb.
Ryan guessed that maybe the value of this box would be higher than the other four.
"Yes, friend Baron Ryan, the tools you brought are so useful, we..."
Groove said happily as if he was taking credit, and then looked at Ryan cautiously.
"Friend Baron Ryan, we Azure Lion Tribe still want fifty... no, thirty copies of the blessing of that kind of power. Do you think that's okay?"
Divine blessing is Ryan's biggest trump card in controlling these Nativess, and it is also the reason why he does not have to worry about these Nativess getting together with other nobles.
"Thirty copies... is a bit too much, trough, you know, this power comes from the great Deities, just like we can come to this world, in fact, it is also the self-save of your world."
"You know, your world is dying."
Groove's rare silence surprised Ryan.
"What happened?"
Cao hesitated for a while, then said:
"Not long ago, my tribe came to tell me that deep inside Mountain Forest, Deities roared."
"He hasn't been out for a long time."
"Oh?"
Ryan previously guessed that the Deities mentioned by Natives was a powerful Magical Beast.
"What does this mean?"
Groove's eyes showed extreme fear, and he murmured:
"He will eat many, many beasts, even mountains. This is His food."
Groove looked at Ryan.
"Baron Ryan Friend, we can only have twenty blessings, but please give us some powerful weapons... just like the weapons on the warriors behind you."
"This is our gift."
Groove pushed the boxes in the direction of Ryan.
Ryan laughed.
"Of course, in order to ensure the safety of the Azure Lion Tribe, I can prepay part of the price of the next gift to you in advance."
"If time permits, Azure Lion Tribe can still get the support of my army."
The last time he came here, Ryan said that his army would not enter Azure Lion Tribe. This time, he broke his words.
But Azure Lion Tribe is very happy because they invited Ryan to come in.