Faced with the children's confusion, Ye Chen froze in astonishment, rendered speechless for a moment.
The Holy Light Pure Land was a nation founded single-handedly by the Holy Deity Angrinonde.
Anyone who belonged to this place, no matter how remote or impoverished the backwater they lived in, could not possibly have never heard of the Holy Light and the Church.
For without Him and them resisting outside threats and maintaining internal order throughout the centuries, ordinary human communities would basically have had no chance of surviving on their own.
The same was true of the Auling Hunter Corps, who served the Holy Deity alongside the Holy Light Church.
As long as these children spoke the Holy Light language, then it should have been impossible for them not to understand the fundamental difference between a "Hunter" and a "hunter."
After all, within the Holy Light Pure Land, the two were utterly incomparable in both meaning and weight; calling the difference between them heaven and earth would not be an exaggeration in the slightest.
That was how things should have been.
Yet the reality now before Ye Chen's eyes was—
the Daig family actually had no idea what he was talking about!
Faced with such an unexpected situation, Ye Chen's brows tightened as he questioned them in a suspicious tone:
"You... don't know about the Auling Hunter Corps and the Holy Light Church?"
The children nodded blankly.
"Mm, we've never heard of them at all."
Ye Chen then turned to the old man, Daigman.
"Mr. Daigman, you don't know either?"
Daigman answered quietly, his expression uncomfortable:
"That's right. I'm sorry, but we're just poor folk. We don't know much."
Ye Chen's expression did not relax in the slightest upon hearing this.
After all, he knew perfectly well that this level of common