Alien world

Chapter 1377 11. Learning and giving up learning

"Read after me, Glin the Radiant, Lord of the Golden Bond."

"Glorious Nar, Lord of the Golden Bond..."

"Your scales weigh justice, and your fire refines wisdom."

"Your scales weigh fairness, your fire refines wisdom... Haah..." Annan yawned.

"Guide my transactions to never be deceitful, and protect my purse from leaks. Let wealth flow like a river, and never fall into the quagmire of greed."

"May my transactions be guided without fraud and my purse be protected from leaks! May my wealth flow like a river and never fall into the quagmire of greed!" Annan chanted loudly.

"We brand you with gold."

"Do we need to learn these things?"

Annan never thought that one day he would have to study and recite...

"You are now the Holy Son of the Church of Fortune. If you don't want to be exposed, you must learn these." Olmedo put down the holy book, and his blue eyes behind the lenses showed helplessness.

"How can there be a Son of God who doesn't even know the prayers of the church?"

"Why not?" Annan asked, "Is there anyone testing me to see if I know the prayer?"

Olmedo was speechless and closed the holy book.

She felt that what Annan said made sense, and it would be better to use her limited energy on more important things.

"Then learn the common sense that you must master. First of all, why don't dragons believe in the goddess of wealth?"

"Because the lady emphasizes the circulation of wealth, the prosperity of business and fair trade. But the dragon's wealth never circulates, there is no business, and there is no fair trade." Annan recited stumblingly like a student.

"You missed one thing. All dragons believe in the Dragon God and the Dragon Mother." Olmedo corrected him and continued, "If you meet a priest from the Church of Fortune on the road and he makes a gesture to you: hook your thumb and ring finger, place them on your left chest and shake them back and forth, what does it mean?"

"Ask me for help?"

"No."

"As a warning?"

"Guess again."

"say hi?"

"uh-huh."

"To show your identity?"

Olmedo shook his head.

"You can't be complaining about how difficult this road is, right?"

"Yes, in the church, gestures are also a language."

Annan suddenly didn't want to be the Holy Son anymore: "Is there a universal hand gesture to master this kind of magic?"

"No."

"That spell is so useless." Annan collapsed like Lily, "Is it really useful to learn this? I might as well handle official business."

"It may not be useful, but you must learn it. The news that you are the Son of God has spread. It won't be long before the believers flocking to Liberty City will turn it into a church city. When that happens, do you want them to find out that you are an unbeliever?"

The Broken Mountains were closed to the outside world, but that was before. With the appearance of the Son of God and the occupation of the Blue Dragon Clan, more and more people were looking here.

The Voice of Freedom was a little reserved, and neither Annan nor Olmedo wanted too many people to know about it. But other newspapers didn’t care about this or that, and quickly spread news such as “Breaking news, the barrier of the divine world is loosening!”, “The son of the goddess of wealth appeared in the world”, and “The first chosen one after the turbulent years has appeared”. Among them, Annan liked the one most, “The boss behind the savings bank is actually the son of the Church of Wealth”, which tied the savings bank to the Church of Wealth.

The entire Middle-earth was in turmoil, and the followers of the Church of Wealth scattered across the continent of Allen seized their only hope and rushed to Liberty City.

Not only them, other churches are also moving there.

After all, this is the first time since the turbulent years that there has been definite news from the gods.

In order to deal with the coming onslaught of a large number of believers, Idyllia and Olmedo announced the establishment of the Inquisition, hiring the orphanage director, Ms. Mia Detta, and the dark elf Mr. Mora as judges. In addition to arresting the pagans in the hidden city, they also had to teach the people of the free city to distinguish between cultists and evil rituals.

Ms. Mia Detta believes in the gods of the old days, the gods of justice and bravery. Her origins are mysterious, but she is knowledgeable and knows many secrets of the church.

And when it comes to being sensitive to evil rituals, no race can compare to the dark elf Mora, who grew up in conspiracy and betrayal and use malice and pain as weapons.

As long as Liberty City can withstand this wave of crisis and get the support of the church, the future of Liberty City is immeasurable - you know, the Church of Wealth is one of the churches with the largest number of believers and also the church with the most rich people.

To some extent, these things should have belonged to Lord Renato. It was only because of his greed that he chose to provoke Annan, bringing disaster upon himself.

Annan answered a few more questions and suddenly said, "Olmedo, I have a good idea."

"what?"

"It's a waste of time to learn these things. It's better to create a mysterious veil for me and let you contact the people in the church on my behalf."

Olmedo thought so too. No matter how much he taught Annan, he could not become a true son of God. Since the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, so say less.

"Then we will help you deal with the church people, but you will need to deal with the big shots. They are either archbishops, saints, or crusaders."

"understood."

"Don't be too superstitious about divinity. Those who are coming are real big shots. They are either legends, masters of divine arts, or people who have really seen a lady. And don't believe in charm too much. They come with a purpose and won't be charmed by you and unable to walk."

"I understand, Teacher O'Malmedo." Annan deliberately drew out the words and walked out.

boom.

Just as he reached the door, the door suddenly closed, locking Annan in the room, and the strong wind blew across his face.

"Excuse me, Master Olmedo, can you please let me out?"

"It's late, take a look at these."

The smug look that had disappeared from Annan's face reappeared on Olmedo's face, and she threw a document to Annan.

"Don't frown, these are the easiest parts of the business to handle."

"It's easy to deal with, but we have to deal with it..."

Annan muttered as he returned to the sofa. He turned to the first page and read: "The Jingguan has little deterrent effect when placed outside the city. I suggest moving it into Liberty City and placing it in a park... Is this Fermi's or Kirlian's suggestion?"

"Fermi."

"What do they want to do? Scare children to tears or make residents afraid to walk near the park at night? Rejected."

"I thought so too." Olmedo nodded.

Annan looked down: The Hellfire Legion had been at peace for too long, with rust creeping up their bones and gun barrels. He suggested that the Legion begin training - signed under the name Kyrian.

Annan was almost amused by them: "If they come to make such irrelevant suggestions again, I will send them to the northern pass of the Dimon Kingdom to fill the line."

"Excuse me, but doing this will only make them shout, Your Majesty Annan is wise."

(End of this chapter)