Don't call me evil god

Chapter 597: Goblin's Traditional Arts

With the help of the practice mode, it is a great relief to learn something like court etiquette which actually relies purely on rote memorization.

It's hard to remember everything when learning.

Isn't it easy to just copy the answers?
After starting to copy and paste, Fernando was amazed by Pete and the other two and was full of praise.

"I can guarantee that you are the most talented young people I have ever seen, bar none!"

"Great! Absolutely stunning! It's exactly the same as the standard posture. How did you do it?"

Pete smiled but said nothing.

They are all exact replicas of Fernando's demonstration, it would be strange if they were different!

He found a place on the border leading to the royal capital.

No matter how good the living conditions of the people in the royal capital are and no matter how superior the environment is, have they received the blessing of the God of Knowledge?

No!

The God of Knowledge chooses believers regardless of their origins or talents. Everyone competes fairly under the same rules. Moreover, believers are currently only recruited in three areas: Ceylon, Dark Forest and Stone Fort.

Although the capital is the most prosperous and largest city in the Kingdom of Reyak, the people here cannot enjoy the various powerful blessings from the God of Knowledge.

Different gods, especially those with more niche and weaker priesthoods, have different "missionary scopes". This is a phenomenon that everyone understands, but no one can explain the reason so far.

This phenomenon is not affected by the spontaneous missionary behavior of believers.

For example, the diocese of Haller, the goddess of music that Fernan believes in, is basically located in the area near the royal capital of Starosh.

If you try to worship the goddess Harar on the eastern border of the kingdom.

Even if one prepares the same ritual, uses the same materials, and recites exactly the same prayers, it is still difficult to get a response from the gods.

This is because beyond the parish of the Goddess of Music, She seems unwilling to accept the faith of new believers who are too far away from Starosh.

However, if a mortal who longs to become a believer of the goddess travels thousands of miles from the eastern border to the royal capital and completes the ceremony here, he will receive the goddess' response.

Then, even if he returns to the eastern border, he can still pray to the goddess, receive blessings, and use divine arts normally.

If this magical phenomenon is applied, then the diocese of Noven currently consists of three areas: Ceylon, Dark Forest and Stone Fort.

of course.

In reality, Noven is not limited by this bizarre phenomenon.

If there are mortals in other regions who are willing to submit their faith to Nowen, he can still accept them at any time and establish a connection to transform faith into divine power.

It's just that Nowen didn't do that.

The huge base of Ceylon has not been digested yet, and now there is another stone fortress. Nowen has no shortage of believers. There are many people willing to try their best to fight for the qualification of a Nowen believer.

Rather than dealing with the complicated and intricate royal capital, it would be better to manage your own little piece of land first.

……

the next morning.

The progress of Pate and others in receiving temporary etiquette training has been rapid.

the other side.

The Golden Windbreaker arrived at the royal capital of Starosh again, where it would transit and then turn to sail towards Ceylon City.

"Four of you! You don't need to stop at the dock for transfer, so if you plan to get off the airship in the capital—" Ronald shouted at the steering wheel, "The parachute bag is hanging on the wall of the cabin below!"

"Remember to pay before you use it. You can transfer 20 silver coins or 15 life points directly to me!"

Reina, Gale, Brandon, and Lancelot's good friend Doran.

They are the "four" that Ronald mentioned.

"What the hell?!" Brandon said in astonishment, "You don't want us to stop and jump into the capital?!" "Are you kidding me?"

Although the Golden Tide Windbreaker did not land at the airship dock in Starosh when flying from Ceylon City to Stone Fort, it only circled in the sky.

But that was a situation where no one needed to get off the airship.

This time they planned to return to Ceylon later and go to the royal capital to meet their companions first. This was a party at the level of the king personally inviting them, so they had to join in.

I had thought I could just walk off the airship from the dock.

As a result... I actually had to dance by myself.

Ronald said confidently, "Who has the time to joke with you? Time is money, my friend!"

"Do you know how many goblin airships Starosh handles every day?"

"This is the most prosperous airship dock in the entire Prentis Continent except for Green Harbor. Every airship's takeoff and docking needs to be reported in advance to facilitate scheduling."

"You think docking an airship is like throwing a paper airplane. The most troublesome thing about such a big thing is taking off and landing! How can it just stop and fly whenever you want?"

"If we really want to make a temporary stop here, we'll have to wait at least a day to arrange a berth for the airship!"

Brandon's face darkened when he heard this.

If Gail hadn't confirmed that the goblin airship was indeed regulated in this way, he would have thought that Ronald was trying to trick them again.

He suffered from the fact that he had not been on an airship much before.

All in all, this was only the third time he had ridden on an airship in his life.

Captain Ronald slapped his head and remembered something:
"Oh yeah! I almost forgot!"

"Don't fly directly towards the capital when you parachute. The sky above Starosh is a no-fly zone. Only registered goblin airships, magic carpets, and griffin knights can take off. If you dare to float in there brazenly, you will definitely be shot down by the griffin knights."

"Well, good luck to you all, hurry up and jump, the capital will be there soon!"

Brandon had no choice but to go with the other three to get the goblin's life parachute.

It’s not that he is against skydiving or is afraid of heights, it’s simply that he has no confidence in what the goblins produce!
After all, Brandon used to work in a goblin workshop, and he knew very well that the goblins were good at using various methods to secretly label products that did not meet the quality standards as qualified products, pass the inspection, and then sell them to customers of other races.

So many times, using Goblin products is similar to opening a blind box.

With luck, everything will be fine.

If you are unlucky, you should try to be more careful in your next life and use less or no goblin products at all.

……

Standing on the edge of the airship deck more than 500 meters above the ground, Brandon felt a little nervous.

If something really happened at this altitude, he wouldn't have to go to the capital to join his companions. He could get back to the Dark Forest ahead of them. Maybe he would still have time to find a team to complete this week's Dark Crypt shallow trial.

"Nowen, bless me! I hope there's nothing wrong with the umbrella bag I'm carrying!"

He closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and fell rapidly towards the ground, while Brandon pulled the drawstring of the goblin's parachute pack.

Then he heard an ominous "ripping" sound.

It sounded like something being torn apart.

Brandon's eyes went dark.

What are you afraid of?
The traditional art of the goblins is back again!

Are their products of qualified quality?

……

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