Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 612 The Raging Storm

Lowry recalled the more famous pantheons in the multiverse, and then confirmed that Travis had indeed thought about it carefully.

Although the mineral-related priesthoods are basically occupied by dwarves and goblins, they are all purely racial gods.

If Travis can ensure that he will never want to exist beyond this planet and only work for the human race, then this priesthood can indeed allow him to gain a foothold.

The main reason is that there are no alien races in this world, and the only trouble is the white dragon.

With Ruth Kania around, even if there is a white dragon that wants to do something bad, it will not attack Travis.

And hunting should be the priesthood he most wants.

There are so many pantheons in the multiverse, and apart from the Greek pantheon, the hunting priesthood has always been difficult to develop because the scope of this priesthood is too broad.

The strongest dragons in the material world also have dragon hunters.

Elemental creatures also have hunters who go after their crystal cores.

There will always be someone in heaven, hell, or even the creatures of the abyss who needs them.

Once the hunting god's ambition expands too much, he can really make himself on par with those great gods... Of course, this requires that he can not only survive but also fight back when he is being hunted.

Therefore, many gods with hunting priesthoods will not be famous for hunting, and will not only have this priesthood... Those lofty dreams can only be accomplished by a single priesthood.

The priesthood of hunting requires a high level of purity.

Toril has a Malar. Although he is so weak that anyone can deal with him, if he attacks from a long distance, even powerful gods can be hurt by him.

And his seemingly complicated list of priestly duties, in fact, are all related to hunting if you trace them back to their roots.

Then, in Toril, even Umberlee, who is recognized as the dumbest, would not be an enemy of Malar... Looking down on him is one thing, but whether he can be killed is the most important thing.

Everyone can guess that to create a hunting lord under the hands of an old silver coin like AO, it must be the collusion of powerful internal and external divine forces.

If you think more deeply, Toril, the Earth Goddess, naturally comes to mind.

Although many powerful people don’t know who created Mala with Shangtia, they can be sure that it is a powerful external divine power related to nature.

Of course Lori knew that Mala's father was the so-called Father of the Forest, Silvanus, who always appeared in the image of a towering oak tree, a famous old man who seemed gentle on the surface but secretly destroyed the civilized order.

But most of the gods and powerful people there really couldn't think of climbing a tree for a while.

But to say that he has a bad character is not the case.

After all, for the forest god who hopes that there will be flowers, plants and trees everywhere and that animals can survive everywhere, he will definitely hate the order races who cultivate the land, dig the soil and cut down trees, especially humans who like to build cities.

But he usually behaved too well and even found himself a daughter who was promoted to a human being... Most humans didn't even think of the need to guard against him and his kind believers.

At most, he thought that those bad things were done by his radical believers and druids, but... Silvanus, who released a madman like Malar and allowed him to kill everywhere, had long deviated from his so-called path of balance.

Lori looked at Travis and asked very seriously: "How much do you know about the priesthood of hunting?"

Travis immediately understood what he wanted to ask: "I know Mala."

"When the white dragon came to this world, Mala had probably just been born not long ago." Lori answered quickly.

"The White Dragon King's identity is different. As long as there are white dragons in the multiverse, no matter how far away they are, he can get some memories of white dragons that died in the astral plane." Travis replied softly, "So, don't worry, I know that the reason Mala can live so freely is not because he is cruel and crazy, but because he has God behind him."

Lori nodded: "It's good that you know this."

"I will try to come up with a more appropriate title for myself, something that won't be directly named after hunting.

But I will definitely have this priesthood." Travis smiled, "This is not only for myself, but also for Ruth Kania.

No matter what she said, whether she really didn't want to be controlled by the White Dragon King or not, she lost her divine position that allowed her to not worry about Long Mian because of my existence.

I know that choosing a priesthood such as military formation or knight may conflict with the Lord of Valor, but it is the easiest path for me.

Moreover, he doesn't really care about pan-faith, and probably won't argue with me about something in such a fixed field.

But why do I have to eat from other people's bowls?

I have been so arrogant for so long, and I have clearly seen the vast world in my eyes... How could I choose to live in mediocrity in the end?"

Lori raised the teacup in his hand: "Cheers to your vast world."

Travis smiled, raised his teacup and took a sip, then immediately frowned: "Why do you like this sour thing?"

Lori curled his lips unhappily: "You just ate such a big plate of beef spine, don't you feel greasy?

If you don't like it, there's rock sugar in the small square box next to it, you can add it yourself." Watching Travis quickly throw a dozen pieces of rock sugar into the ice cup that looked small but actually contained a liter of water, Lowry felt sick in his mouth. He put down the teacup helplessly and asked softly: "Hunting... do you want to talk to the Lord of the Earth?

Or, it has already been communicated.”

"Of course we talked about it." Travis smiled, "You should know!
The Eastern Border Territory next to Vargas has also recently transferred a lot of personnel there."

"Huh?" Lowry was stunned... The eastern border has been very lively in the past twenty years.

How could Sepefia give up the base camp that he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years so easily!
Even though the direct descendants and those with special heritage have disappeared or gone to the Ice Country, troubles still arise from time to time on the eastern border.

"We have the most experience in dealing with Cebephia and Vargas. No, we should say the Church of the Earth." Travis replied calmly, "So, I accepted the surrender of some of the Knights of the Earth and placed them on the eastern border."

Lori looked at him in confusion: "Why didn't the Storm Lord blow your head off?"

"He... ugh!"

A whirlwind suddenly blew in from the window...even though the window was still tightly closed...and hit Travis on the head.

Travis dodged in panic, still muttering: "Can you blame me for this? Wasn't it the Dark Night Goddess who started it?

I'm just a cooperative person!

Well, with such a huge benefit and just a helping hand... you didn't refuse it yourself at that time!"

Lori tilted his head: "How much do you owe the Dark Night Goddess?"

He didn't think that the Lord of Storms, who had blocked Vargas's door without hesitation twenty years ago, would give the Lord of Earth any face.

All concessions will only be made because of one existence: the Goddess of Darkness.

This shouldn't be considered a big secret. After all, he had just blocked the door of the Storm Church with the Bright Moon... High Priest Schroeder seemed to be only surprised by the appearance of the Lord of Knowledge's scroll.

Whether he knew the inside story or not, he should know that the Lord of Storms was more tolerant when it came to matters related to the Goddess of Darkness.

It has come to this point, so Lowry felt that it was not rude to ask.

The Lord of Storms probably has no intention of hiding.

Feng Xuan was still in mid-air, and a majestic and magnetic voice came out: "An Ye knew Yu Shui and became friends with her because of me."

"Huh?" Travis, whose head was bruised, raised his head in high spirits.

Anyone with a discerning eye can hear the mystery in this sentence... For example, why did the love that was supposed to be lingering and passionate turn into this icy and snowy poison?

Well, the Dark Night Goddess is indeed a bit unlucky.

Although it was because she chose the Rain Goddess as her close friend and follower, and it was also the result of her own behavior and personality, but... it's still a cause!

If the follower behind the Dark Night Goddess was replaced by an open-minded goddess, many things might be completely different.

"Yushui, for some reason, believes that after the storm, a truly powerful god will be born." The Lord of Storms responded quickly, "So she keeps chasing after me.

I was born into this world, not to give birth to children for other laws!

She has her own ideas and pursuits, and I have no interest in them at all.

Besides, who would accept such a pursuit of self-sacrifice?
Isn't it good to live freely? Why do you have to suffer that?"

Lori blinked and suddenly realized something: "Actually, you have the same feeling, but you restrained it, right?"

Based on his understanding of the Lord of Storms, if it was just the Rain Goddess's single obsession, this big guy would just choose to beat him violently, beat him violently, and beat him violently again.

Beat her until the Rain Goddess never dared to appear in front of him again.

But he did not do so. Instead, he asked the Goddess of Darkness, with whom he had a good relationship, to help persuade him... It can be seen that the will of the world, or as he said in his original world, the way of heaven did have expectations of him in this regard.

Although the Lord of Storms could insist on his unwillingness, he was also worried that he might suddenly go crazy because the Rain Goddess kept pestering him.

There is no physical contact required for gods to give birth to children.

Lori remembered that he had read the novel about Toril, which said that after some gods discovered that the world had made this arrangement for them, they would go and merge their divine power and divinity with the one who matched them with them.

The god that was born was naturally their child, but they themselves could not be considered partners.

The Lord of Storms must have encountered something like this as well.

But compared to those gods who thought it was unimportant and just needed to be dealt with casually, the Lord of Storms was very resistant to this arrangement.

(End of this chapter)