Mu En was somewhat surprised.
He didn't quite understand why Dola's attitude had changed so quickly.
Having merely presented a vision of the future, this shrewd air pirate leader suddenly became so fanatical.
Because Dola has become the Blessed, Mu En cannot perceive the extent of her faith.
Judging from her emotional fluctuations, her statement was genuine and not feigned.
The impact of that idea on her was so great?
"Very good, the data you provided is extremely valuable, enough to bring blessings to your entire team."
"And Dola, you are also qualified to go further."
But regardless, a reward will definitely be given.
As a tree with modern understanding of society, Mu En clearly understood the value of those technical blueprints; even if all the space pirates were transformed into Blessed, they could not be completely equivalent.
Therefore, he intends to make Dola the first Golden Folk in this world.
As the Blessed Dew fell, golden light enveloped the entire Sky Pirate Gang.
The air pirates let out a low gasp, then were overwhelmed by the warm current that surged through their bodies and the feeling of being elevated in their life level.
Then, Blessed Dew, more concentrated and almost dazzling than the others, fell alone on Dola.
These dewdrops were enough to transform her completely.
"Lord Erdtree, why are you treating this group of sky pirates so kindly?"
Nearby, Pazu, who had finally gotten a chance to interject, asked Mu En with some confusion.
"Well, these guys have a terrible reputation," Duffi added, frowning. "Letting them be your subjects would probably damage your reputation."
Their concerns were quite valid; in this era, air pirates were almost synonymous with "lawlessness," "greed," and "cruelty."
Mu En's answer was simple.
"I don't care."
"To become a child of the Erdtree means to abide by Erdtree rules. As long as it falls within those rules, I will treat everyone equally, regardless of their past."
This is Mu En's attitude: as long as they do not harm his people or break the rules he established after becoming believers, anyone can be used by him.
Duffi scratched his head, skipping the awkward topic. "So—so, regarding the construction of the church, do you have any specific requirements?"
He was still determined to repay Mu En's kindness.
Dr. Wilson eagerly chimed in, "Lord Erdtree, please reconsider! Promoting that healing power would be a blessing for the whole world!"
The two people's enthusiasm, however, made Mu En feel somewhat troubled.
If I refuse outright, they'll definitely think I'm heartless.
But the problem is----
"Aren't you two being a bit too naive?"
Before Mu En could speak, a familiar yet unfamiliar sarcasm suddenly rang out.
The group turned around at the sound and were immediately taken aback.
Even after the golden light faded, the woman's pupils still Winky with a golden hue, like molten gold.
That is a significant characteristic of those who have risen from ordinary " Blessed " to the higher-level " Golden Folk ".
Her once bloated and out-of-shape figure became upright and well-proportioned, her wrinkles almost disappeared, and her skin became smooth and firm.
If it weren't for her striking pink braids and blue overalls, probably no one would recognize that this beautiful woman, who looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, is the air pirate leader Dola.
(Young Dola )
Becoming Golden Folk not only brings improved physical fitness but also a significant increase in lifespan.
Even if they can't compare to the Blessed the Elden Ring World who have stripped away the rules of death, they are still far beyond what ordinary humans can match.
In other words, Dola regained her youth.
"Mom, Mom?" Dola's eldest son, a burly man with a full beard, stared wide-eyed. "You've become younger?"
Of the three children, only the eldest still remembers what his mother looked like when she was young.
However, Duffi and his companion, suddenly mocked, didn't have time to appreciate her beauty and instinctively retorted, "What would a mere air pirate like you know?"
"That's right, it's the sacred cause of healing and saving lives, do you understand?"
"What do I know?" Young Dola chuckled, her golden eyes sweeping over the two of them. "Of course I know more than you do."
She pointed at Duffi: "Do you think the kindness of the gods can be repaid by building a church or kneeling there in prayer?"
"I didn't mean that! The townspeople genuinely want to repay you!" Duffi tried to retort. "If they truly want to, they shouldn't use such a perfunctory approach! Do you really think Lord Erdtree needs that flashy, impractical, dilapidated church that only attracts parasites and charlatans?"
"And you, Doctor," Dola turned her attention to Wilson, "You have a nice idea, all for the sake of the nation's workers."
"But have you ever thought about it? Is this kind of power something you can just show off to others so easily?"
"Before you even leave this county, those mine owners and bishops will seize you, lock you up, and exploit you like a cash cow until you're dead!"
Wilson's face turned pale as he recalled his experiences as a doctor over the years.
In the Northern Kingdom, the lords and the church truly held the power of life and death over ordinary people.
On their "legal territories," mine owners and farmers even had the right to maintain private armies.
Dola straightened her back, her newly acquired strength and youthful body making her feel as if she had returned to her peak, and her words became firm and resolute. "Lord Erdtree wishes for everyone to live in the kingdom he created, and of course, this requires manpower to do it."
"But this cause is not something you can achieve by building a few churches or curing a few patients, as you might imagine."
"And have you considered how much resistance this will encounter?"
"If Lord Erdtree does not allow the existence of nobles, will those gentlemen who have enjoyed privileges for generations willingly give up everything?"
"If the Erdtree can heal every wounded and sick person willing to believe in it, where will anyone buy the Church's holy water and indulgences?"
"This is not an ordinary conflict of faiths, nor is it a simple charitable medical clinic; this will be a war to disrupt the existing order!"
"Therefore, having already received such a great favor from Lord Erdtree, you should not be thinking about how to repay him with trivial matters such as building houses or doing good deeds on your own."
"What you should do is prepare yourselves to dedicate the rest of your lives, all your energy and loyalty to this great cause! You should give everything for Lord Erdtree!"
After he finished speaking, the open space fell silent.
Duffi and Wilson fell silent.
One of them was a foreman in a small town, who had managed at most a few hundred miners; the other was a small town doctor, whose experience was also limited.
They never considered the issue from Dola's perspective.
Pazu and Sheeta stared blankly at the transformed Dola.
Is this still the greedy, cunning air pirate leader they knew?