High Priest.
In these villages within the grain-producing regions, they were essentially the equivalent of village chiefs.
They were responsible for allocating supplies, assisting tax collectors with tax collection, and so on.
But at the same time, they held the power of life and death over all the livestock.
So, as long as the tax collector from above had not arrived,
they were the local emperors of the village.
No one dared provoke them.
Same as always.
Other than farming and handing over grain,
the livestock could neither use magic nor martial skills.
Even if a High Priest was alone,
they could take on an entire village by themselves.
Not to mention that some High Priests had originally been appointed after retiring from the Knights Order.
Whether in combat experience or skills, the livestock had no advantage.
So,
when the High Priest shouted,
the livestock who had been sitting beneath the large tree at the village entrance to cool off all sprang to their feet as if springs had been installed beneath their asses.
It was a conditioned reflex.
But it was also a symbol of the High Priest's authority.
At the very least, the other party was quite satisfied with the performance of these lazy fellows.
"What were you all talking about just now? Why did I hear the words Long-lived Species?"
Within The Order,
Long-lived Species were taboo.
They were heretics to be despised and exterminated.
Though The Order's teachings contained quite a bit about Long-lived Species,
that did not mean a bunch of livestock had the right to mention them.
Or rather, only a few members of the clergy were allowed to bring them up.
Livestock of other Professions could not.
It was a typical double standard, but it was also a test of authority.
And a