You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 114 The statue blesses the jailer
After finishing his meeting with the trolls, Ig led everyone back to "Talek".

This meeting was fruitful for both humans and trolls.

The holy objects gifted by the gods are certainly a huge surprise, but that's not all.

Although Ig now owns a city, he no longer relies on Guabrak to bring him furs as before.

And because of the success of the "Da Bang Clan" in the Moon Rabbit breeding industry, Guabulak no longer has to point eagerly at the meat given by Ige to ensure the clan's food supply.

But even if you don't consider that the meeting is a request from the gods, regular meetings between the two parties are absolutely mutually beneficial.

In other words, this should have been expected by the great gods.

From Ige's perspective, regular communication with Guabrac ensures he has a stable backline.

You know, to the north of the Nalchik River is the cemetery group, and then there are the Snowy Mountains.

These are places that humans in today’s era basically don’t set foot in.

But their area is so vast, and the distance from "Talek" is even shorter than all other human towns.

If you want to grasp the situation in these places and avoid unknown dangers brewing, you have to look for strong human beings of Huayin level and above who can withstand severe cold and snow for a long time to act as scouts.

The cost of this is undoubtedly huge.

By communicating with the trolls, Ige can not only avoid the trouble of sending scouts, but can even get information about the northern white desert that no human has ever set foot on before.

In addition, although due to the rapid reproduction of the Moon-Xiang Rabbit population, "Talek"'s fur business is booming, so much so that it has driven down the price of Moon-Xiang Rabbit skins in the north, especially in the three original border towns.

Even relatively wealthy civilians can grit their teeth and buy a coat made of Moon Rabbit skin.

However, this does not mean that "Talek" has no additional demand for fur.

On top of the Xiangyue Rabbit skin, there are also various more precious furs that even the nobles of the kingdom are flocking to.

For "Talek", the iconic product is snow fox fur.

Hunters, under the control of Ige and the lessons learned from generations of ancestors, rarely go to the northern cemetery group.

Even if someone wanted money rather than his life like the original Iger, he would not go deep into the northern cemetery, let alone the Snowy Mountains.

Naturally, humans do not have the opportunity to obtain snow fox skins here.

But at this meeting, Ige and Guabulak formally finalized the details of the "Da Bang Clan" breeding snow foxes.

The troll hunting team also consciously did not kill the snow foxes captured in traps at the mountain stream water source in Tushan Mountain in the past two months.

It can be said that once the snow fox breeding industry of the "Big Stick Clan" develops further, it will be even more necessary for Ige to maintain regular meetings with the trolls in order to continue to obtain snow fox skins.

Of course, the meeting between humans and trolls also has huge benefits for Guabrak and the "Big Stick Clan".

If the meat, fruits and vegetables of various types of livestock are relatively small in quantity, they can only be regarded as condiments.

The tools forged by humans and the various spices produced by humans can be said to have brought about earth-shaking changes in the lives of the trolls.

At the same time, at Guabrak's request, Yig continued to provide human books to the trolls.

You know, the price of books is not cheap. A considerable number of the lower class people in the kingdom have to save money for a while to even buy a storybook for their children.

Border towns like "Talek", if it weren't for the land connection with "Dok" controlled by the "Tune of Psalms" church, could easily obtain the other party's sufficient output of books and paper.

I'm afraid it's not easy for a low-level civilian to be literate.

Not to mention that like now, civilians generally know the common words in the common language, and a few outstanding civilians can even serve as grassroots public officials in "Tareq" after simple training.

These valuable books have brought greater changes to the "Big Stick Clan" than tools and spices.

They are the biggest contributors to the trolls' ability to live a self-sufficient life of breeding and hunting.

With human experience, trolls will not try to breed from scratch like headless flies, thus saving countless detours.

During the last few meetings, the content of the books Guabulaque requested shifted to the "administration" and "law" categories.

To this end, Ige also specifically commissioned the "Balance Church" to collect relevant books for him.

After all, these more specialized books are basically compiled by the "Kingdom Administrative Academy" or the "Saint-Sagon University", and their circulation scope is basically limited to "Evergreen Heart" and its surroundings.

You can't find it on the market in the north.

Ige has continued to deepen the books requested by Guabula, from the initial literacy books, illustrated books, and story books to later agricultural and animal husbandry handbooks, and now to the current administrative and legal books.

If it were him in the past, he might stand on the standpoint of a human being and be unwilling to let these precious crystallizations of human wisdom leak out out of a simple hatred of alien species.

But now he only cares about whether he is helping followers of the great God of Ceremony.

The most disgusting and despicable believers of the God of Ceremony must be better than the most admirable and noble pagans and unbelievers!
As Ige's thoughts changed, he asked the coachman of the City Lord's Mansion, who had been waiting for a long time, to take him and the three priests to Ligang Street.

He originally planned to go directly back to the city lord's palace to handle official business, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to go to this glorious street that witnessed the rebirth of the Church of the great God of Ceremony in the human world.

On Ligang Street in the afternoon, the sun shines through the clouds, dyeing the street a warm golden yellow.

On both sides of the street are large, simple and square buildings, like towering guardians.

These are rebuilt buildings on Ligang Street. Their only role is to provide residences and resting places for the guards patrolling Ligang Street and nearby streets.

Although the entire "Talek" guards have their own patrol ranges covering the entire city, there are only three main assembly points:

The first is the station in the north of the city, where the terrain is open and there is a large area of ​​unowned land for the guards to practice and to monitor the movements of the nearby prison in the north of the city.

The second is the courtyard residence in front of the city lord's palace.

It is the administrative center of the entire city, the main place of activity of the "Lisavanier" painting society, and the seat of the city lord's palace.

The third place is naturally the residence on Ligang Street.

This is a place where ordinary people, travelers and merchants of "Taleq" are prohibited from setting foot.

Compared with the first two guard stations, the number of guards here is not large, and the patrol range is very limited, but the importance is the highest and the treatment is the best.

This can be seen from the fact that each guard is equipped with an independent room, and each guard captain even has a mansion for resting during shifts.

Although this kind of material preferential treatment is more symbolic.

After all, servants and family members cannot enter or leave Ligang Street, so no matter how big the house is, only one room can be used.

But at least from this special treatment, we can see how high the status of the Ligang Street guards is.

that's the truth.

Each guard has participated in at least five art club meetings, and is a first-tier reserve member who can join the art club only after being approved by Ma Li.

A few of them are even members of the painting club or even the Black Rite.

It's just that out of duty, they rarely participate in the activities of the painting club.

And the guards selected through such strict screening are of course also extremely important targets to protect.

One is the dignitaries who live within a few streets, especially the city lord's mansion on Leyden Street.

The other one is the temple of the great god standing at the end of Ligang Street.

Ige led the priests towards the temple and was quite satisfied with the tight defense on the streets.

The silver armor worn by the guards still had a dazzling light under the lazy afternoon sun.

They lined up on both sides of the road leading to the temple.

Holding a spear in his hand, his posture was as straight as steel.The faces of the guards were expressionless, as if they were carved out to be cold and determined.

Even though their linings were soaked with sweat, they still stood firm.

Anyone who is on Ligang Street can feel the solemn atmosphere in the air.

Yig's visit did not cause any waves among the guards. They just saluted when Yig approached, and then continued to stand tall and stand firm.

As guards on Ligang Street, they are all people who have seen the world.

I won't be excited to see a big shot that ordinary people can only look at from a distance all year round.

On the contrary, they cherish this opportunity to show that they abide by their duties in front of big shots.

Ige just moved forward, pushed open the copper door, and entered the temple shining in the sun with the three priests.

Huge stained glass windows hang high on the top of the temple, and the light shines through the paintings on the glass windows and onto the violets, roses and hyacinths intertwined on the walls.

The sacred atmosphere permeates the temple, giving a sense of otherworldly calm.

Ige walked past the row of chairs, straightened his clothes, knelt down on the high platform deep in the temple, and began to chant a hymn to the gods:
"I offer praise to you, god of ceremonies revered by all things.

"The sun and the moon dance before you, and the stars sing before you."

Before him was an awe-inspiring red marble statue of the god.

This towering statue is faceless, wearing a clawed helmet, and stands on a huge and solid light red conglomerate base. Wearing armor, it stands majestically.

Every line exudes an extremely powerful atmosphere.

The hands are stretched forward naturally, and the exposed muscles between the left and right arms are decorated with finely carved rectangular patterns.

In the eyes of the trespasser with evil intentions, it is a cruel hand that will crush the enemy's head in an instant.

But under the eyes of devout people who follow the way of etiquette, it is the blessing hand of a loving god caressing the lamb's head.

The other priests of the Ceremony in Black behind Ige naturally followed their leader and knelt down in front of the statue to recite.

As the chants continued to be repeated, all four people in the temple began to kowtow under the guidance of some indescribable soul throbbing.

The faceless statue was gradually awakened by the sound of divine praise.

The scarlet light gradually began to sway.

Then high.

high!

The burst of red light did not have any impact on the items in the temple, but it shocked the hearts of the priests present.

Unconsciously follow and immerse yourself in the incomparable red light.

They followed the guidance of the sacred light and looked into the depths of the statue.

There is nothingness.

is hollow.

Ige felt something at this moment.

The destined thing flew out of his consciousness.

That is
The Book of Two Moons!

The ancient scroll flew into the depths of the statue under the gaze of the priests.

As the owner of the Book of Two Moons, Ige knows.

This sacred object has not disappeared.

Whenever he calls, the Book of Two Moons will appear on his back at any time.

That was the sacred link that God had set when he gave him the holy object!

At this moment, the statue of the God of Ceremony, filled with the Book of Two Moons, gained strong inner support.

The red light gradually solidified, clinging to the surface of the statue like tiny blood beads.

The voice of the gods sounded again deep in Ige's soul.

[Those who chant to me in front of the statue for a long time will be blessed. 】

The prison in the north of the city is the place where all the "Talek" residents talk about it.

With the strong support of the city lord's palace, the only prison in the city has become a tailor-made gathering place for villains, gangsters and criminals.

Everyone who had to pass by the prison in the north of the city for various reasons would involuntarily speed up their pace.

Even so, the wolf-like cruel eyes of the guards guarding outside the prison gate and the occasional frightening screams from inside the prison will still encourage pedestrians to walk faster and faster, or even run to escape.

Thick bronze gates, tall walls and futon-covered walls completely isolated the prisoners from the outside world.

Even looking from a distance outside, you can feel the suffocating atmosphere.

The cells in Chengbei Prison are divided into three areas: light offender area, serious offender area and special prisoner area.

Each of the three areas has its own characteristics, and the cells in the areas are also of different sizes.

This allows the warden and jailers to make maximum adjustments.

Of course, no matter which cell in the three areas it is, the monotonous and cold stone walls, dim light and filthy rot scattered on the ground are indispensable.

In comparison, the environment in the lounge where the jailers were stationed was much better.

Although the room is simple, the interior is quite tidy.

Along the walls were several plain beds, covered with clean, soft straw mattresses and blankets.

Each bed is equipped with a simple but functional wooden night cabinet with an oil lamp.

Near the entrance to the lounge is a small stove for heating.

Nearby was a huge, greasy ironwood dining table, surrounded by a dozen crudely made chairs.

At this moment, most of the prisoners were huddled in their dark cells.

The jailer on duty who had just completed his inspection was sitting on a chair chatting.

While the conversation was going on, a short, muscular jailer suddenly glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's two o'clock.

His eyes flashed and he stood up:

"Brothers, I'm going to take a shit first, and we'll talk when I get back."

The several stern-faced jailers beside him waved their hands when they heard this.

One of them did not forget to joke:
"Rodney, when you get back, don't forget to elaborate on your 'victory of ten federal prostitutes in a row at night' story."

The jailer named Rodney had already reached the door of the lounge. Hearing this, he turned back and smiled:
"Of course, Chap."

"There will be this opportunity."

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