Alien world

Chapter 1880, Section 513: The Son of God

Chaos erupted in the streets as the caught thief cried and begged for mercy: "Let me go, please let me go! I only stole some money, you don't need to send the army to arrest me..."

"You know we're the military and you still dare to steal money?!"

"Who would have thought you'd even arrest thieves..."

The thief's words only fueled her anger, but Brino Jana, who was passing by, was enraged and dragged her sparking battle axe over.

The warrior Janna quickly grabbed her waist: "Chieftain, no... Lord Annan forbids us from using torture...!"

Brino Janna sneered: "Lord Annan... Ha, do you listen to the clan chief or Lord Annan!"

"Of course I'll listen to An... I'll listen to you!"

The female warrior Gana said this with a lie, thinking to herself that Lord Annan not only gives money and men, but also provides them with good looks. What does the chieftain have to compare with him?

“But if we resort to vigilante justice, you’ll have to go back for questioning, which will waste our time, and you might even be grounded…”

After finally calming the chieftain down, the female warrior Janna quickly had her comrades take away the thief who had just walked through the gates of hell.

There were only a handful of people in the village. Brino Jana, who had split up, led her people around for a while before preparing to retreat back to the village entrance.

"Sister, my puppy is lost. Can you help me find it?"

Brino Janna lowered her head, looking at the little girl pleading with her, "It's about this size, with three or four black spots on its body. It ran away yesterday, and I haven't seen it since, boohoo..."

“Child, we are warriors, not apprentice mercenaries helping villagers find things.” Bruno Janna deliberately brandished his battle axe, which was almost as tall as the little girl.

"Please..." The little girl's fingernails gripped the hem of her burlap skirt as she sobbed incoherently, "I really miss it..."

"Maybe it will come back after it has had its fill of playing."

Brino Jana hardened her heart and walked away without looking back.

As I passed by, I heard the sighs and whispers of the local villagers: "Oh, poor little Ruili."

"Who can argue with that? Her father was eaten by wild animals in the mountains, her mother died of illness in bed, leaving her all alone, and the little dog has disappeared again."

Brino Jana suddenly stopped and turned to look at the little girl.

She was wearing a linen dress cut from adult clothes. It looked clean, but upon closer inspection, you could see many stains that were difficult for a child's small hands to remove, and some places had holes without any patches.

Standing there helplessly, like a little dog that had been abandoned.

"Gana warriors, all of you, find me a three- or four-month-old black-spotted puppy within the radius of the village!"

……

"Knight Tower...why do you ask that?" Olmedo was momentarily confused about what Annan was referring to.

"The Crystal King's candidate is the Tower Knight, who seems quite formidable."

Olmedo pondered the word, thinking of something: "Do you know Fanez Tower?"

"The Tower of Babel, of course I know it."

Annam once set a goal of building a 250-meter-tall mage tower in Liberty City. Time has passed, and the mage tower in Liberty City is now nearly 50 meters tall.

"The Tower Knights are the guardian knights of Faneze Tower."

"Didn't the Tower of Babel collapse during the Elven calendar?"

"The main structure has collapsed, but hundreds of meters of ruins still stand in Wilhelm, the broken walls like a long silver needle reaching to the sky, silently telling the story of the glory of the ancient magical golden age..."

Annan interrupted, "What's with this bard-like tone you're using?"

Olmedo snapped out of his reverie: "I told you to read more books. This is all from books." "You reading it is the same as me reading it," Annan said, crossing his legs and peeling a banana. "What else does the book say?"

"It is said that the Tower Knights use runes as their power, and the more runes they can withstand, the stronger they become."

Annan recognized the name: "Tower Spirit?"

Lilith appeared, and Annan said, "I didn't call you." She then vanished instantly, taking the trash with her.

"The Tower Knights do indeed follow this path."

"The Tower of Babel...so the Tower Knights' status is equivalent to my Grail Knights?"

Olmedo corrected him, "There is a difference. He is a knight, and you are just a squire."

"Then wouldn't I be inferior to him?"

"You're shorter than him anyway."

Annan wanted to argue that she had never even met him, so how could she say she wasn't as tall as him? But Olmedo's blue eyes were full of wisdom—she knew everything.

Annan began to sympathize with the dwarves; their jokes were truly despicable!
“What about Philipn Verick?” he changed the subject and asked.

"Is this a name? I don't remember it..." Olmedo shook his head. "It's okay, write down the other candidates and I'll send someone to investigate."

"It's good to know your opponent in advance, since your information is everywhere, but they have to spend time finding their information."

Free City's industries are spread throughout the continent of Allen, making intelligence gathering incredibly easy.

Soon, information about Philipne Verick was placed on Olmedo and his older sister's desk.

"This guy is actually... the son of God."

"What does that mean?"

Olmedo took a deep breath beforehand: "Literally, he has the blood of God flowing through his veins."

Annan stared blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly exclaimed in shock, "This is fucking outrageous!"

“That’s a swear word, don’t say it,” Italia said gently.

"Sorry, big sister... but how can a divine child participate? What's the point of us competing then?!"

"The selection is for the Supreme King, the thirteenth human king of the human race. Isn't it normal for such a being to participate?" Olmedo retorted.

"Then is he still considered pureblood? Let alone having pureblood children... he can't have children anymore, can he?"

Annan put his words from the Holy Council behind him.

After all, the identity of the divine son is genuine, while he, the holy son, is an imposter. Not only does he not receive any divine reward, but he also cannot use his meager divine power to perform even a single magic trick.

"I guess so. His family is an ancient family from Wilhelm, and such families pursue pure blood to an almost pathological degree."

Olmedo said, "The fact that the Or Empire dared to elect him means that there are no major problems with his bloodline."

"They're nowhere to be seen fighting the forces of chaos, but they're always at the forefront of dividing the spoils. How can the Or Empire be so wicked?"

If Annam had a button in front of him that, when pressed, would cause the Empire and the Chaos forces in the north to perish together, Annam would most likely hesitate and bargain.

But if we replace the empire with the Orr Empire, any hesitation would be seen as disrespectful to Annam.

"In such turbulent times, how much divine power does he still have left to squander?" the eldest sister asked.

“As long as he can become the Supreme King, the price is worth it. Moreover, with this status, he can easily gather a group of followers.”

(End of this chapter)