I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 31 31. Winged Girl

Today in Blackwater City, the miracles of the dawn were truly outrageous.

First, there was the towering cathedral that rose from the ground overnight, its architectural style as unbelievable as could be.

Then there were the promised egg breads, which were also filled with a mysterious aura.

Then there was the eyewitness account of the gods walking among humans, forging a path of harvest, witnessing myths becoming reality.

Finally, there was the powerful iron puppet… …

Now, if any citizen of Blackwater City were to say they didn't believe in the dawn, they would likely be ostracized by the other believers, or even beaten up in severe cases.

Blackwater City, from top to bottom, was now full of devout followers of the dawn.

And therefore… …

The area where Markov was recruiting for the Holy See's army was now packed with people, Blackwater City believers one after another.

Regardless of gender or age, they were squeezing forward, impatiently begging to join the Holy See's army.

“Fight for the dawn, and you can ascend to heaven after death!” With the current power of the Church of the Dawn, coupled with numerous miracles as guarantees.

The citizens of Blackwater City firmly believed it.

Especially those believers who had not yet been formally enlisted were even more anxious and fanatically pleading for priority to join the army.

If they couldn't do something for the dawn, they always felt that they weren't truly children of the dawn.

They also wanted to be like Old Matthew, receiving the loving attention of the great Heavenly Father.

This enthusiastic scene made Markov, who was deliberately maintaining the demeanor of a paladin, overjoyed in his heart.

“Line up! No noise! Children of the dawn should not be so rude!”

Just these words immediately calmed the noisy situation, and the Blackwater City believers obediently went back to line up.

“As expected of the Church of the Dawn created by Young Master Ian… … ”

Markov sighed in his heart and began to register the information of those who were eager to join the army with the other knights.

Far away.

Under the shadow of a house, there was still that unusually dressed girl.

A delicate and slightly thin face, with a body wrapped in a robe that was particularly large.

It looked quite out of proportion.

The girl didn't squeeze in with the others, fanatically begging to join the army.

Her eyes lingered on the wandering iron puppet and the faintly visible dome of the church in the distance.

Although she didn't seem to have any intention of joining the army, the devotion in her eyes was no weaker than anyone else's.

Looking in the direction of Markov and the others, the girl's eyes were full of struggle.

“Child, I can feel your confusion, can you talk to me about it?”

Suddenly, Old Matthew's gentle voice sounded in her ear.

The girl came back to her senses and quickly clasped her hands together.

“Father Matthew… … ”

“I know you, you are not a citizen of Blackwater City, nor are you an enlisted believer of the great Church of the Dawn.”

Old Matthew's smile was still gentle. This guy had adapted to the change of identity in such a short time.

Hearing what Old Matthew said, the girl immediately became a little anxious.

“I'm sorry, Father Matthew, I… … ”

“It's okay, child.”

Old Matthew raised his hand and interrupted the girl's words.

“I can feel your devotion to the dawn. As long as you have a devout heart, you are a child of the dawn.”

“I have no intention of prying into your secrets, but I am very curious… … Having seen the dawn descend with miracles, why do you still have hesitant feelings?”

“Do you still have any doubts about the dawn?”

The girl immediately raised her head, her eyes full of panic.

“No! Father Matthew! The dawn has given me the hope to live, I respect Him, I love Him! I am willing to follow Him for eternity.”

Old Matthew smiled with relief, but the girl pursed her lips and said:

“It's just… … ”

“It doesn't matter, child.”

Old Matthew shook his head, interrupting the girl's following words.

“Go do it, as long as you have the dawn in your heart, that's enough.”

“Your confusion and doubts, on the road you are walking, the dawn will give you the answer.”

“Just like me, the dawn will always pay attention to its most beloved children, put down your confusion and be bold to do it.”

“If you still have any questions, go to the church to find me. It is the duty bestowed upon me by His Holiness the Pope to answer the doubts of the children of the dawn.”

After saying that, Old Matthew walked towards the church, he was about to officially take up his post.

Looking at Old Matthew's back, the girl's eyes became more determined, and finally, she went out of the city against the flow of people.

She walked four or five miles in a row until Blackwater City behind her disappeared from sight.

Only then did the girl breathe a sigh of relief.

Reaching out and pulling, the black robe fluttered.

A pair of pure white wings actually unfolded behind the girl.

The wingspan was four or five meters, and the wings were full and neat.

It seemed that this was the reason why the black-robed girl's figure and appearance were inconsistent.

Looking back at Blackwater City again, the girl clasped her hands together, and the words of prayer whispered.

After a while, the wings fluttered, bringing up a whistling wind pressure, bending the surrounding weeds.

Pieces of pure white feathers fell to the ground, and the girl with wings on her back had already soared into the sky.

Like a divine white eagle, cutting through the clouds and flying towards the Great Rift Valley east of Blackwater City.

“Father, mother… … clansmen!”

“I have found the true hope for everyone!”

The girl soaring in the sky had a firm and devout face.

“Believe in the dawn, follow Him, love Him! Take refuge under His holiness! The Winged Clan will surely be great again!”

The bursting wind pulled out streaks of clouds behind her, and the figure of the Winged Clan girl almost drew afterimages.

After a long time, the traces of the cloud-piercing arrow plunged into the Great Rift Valley in the eastern part of Blackwater City.

“Father! Mother! Everyone! I'm back!”

The crisp and excited shouts echoed in the canyon.

The echo swept across the jungle at the bottom of the canyon, across the ridge in the center of the canyon.

It also swept across an imperceptible crack in an unknown place in the canyon, emitting a black-purple light.

Perhaps it was the vibration of the sound, the crack trembled faintly, and the strange light that burst out became more intense.

… …

Treecrown City.

Chieftain Cleveland walked back and forth in the heavily guarded city lord's mansion with a gloomy face.

Like an ant in a hot pot.

In the quiet city lord's mansion, faint, husky roars could be heard, and a fishy smell permeated the air.

The ground was also covered with some dark red blood scabs.

Suddenly, a messenger rushed in in a hurry.

In the past, this reckless behavior would have added another headless corpse to the city lord's mansion.

But now, Chieftain Cleveland instantly burst out with a speed that didn't match his bloated body, and instantly pressed down on the messenger's shoulder.

“Is there a reply from the royal capital?”

The messenger dared not delay and hurriedly said:

“Reporting to the Deputy City Lord, it's from Blackwater City, that… … that you asked us to monitor.”

“Get out!”

Chieftain Cleveland was furious and slapped him, sending the messenger flying out and smashing the door.

Cleveland's eyes were red.

“What time is it, and you're still interrupting me with such trivial matters! If there's a next time, I'll feed you to my son!”

The messenger shuddered, his eyes full of fear, and regardless of his severely injured body, he struggled to get up and ran away quickly.

Chieftain Lyman, who was sitting on the side, said casually:

“Why are you arguing with him? Wasn't the order to monitor Blackwater City issued by you?”

“Don't worry, this matter concerns the news of the new demon clan, the royal capital will definitely take it seriously, just wait a little longer.”

Cleveland glanced at Lyman gloomily.

Suddenly someone else walked in cautiously.

“Deputy City Lord… … ”

“Speak!”

“The Second Young Master is banging on the door again, and the newly replaced door is about to break… … ”

Cleveland took a deep breath, his eyes even more gloomy, and glanced at Lyman.

“Send food in!”

“Food… … Deputy City Lord, the food caught yesterday is already… … ”

The guard said with embarrassment, and the next moment, a dagger inlaid with jewels pierced his eyebrow.

Bang!

The guard fell to the ground in a daze.

Cleveland pulled out the dagger expressionlessly.

“Someone, send this assassin into the Second Young Master's room! And go and catch ten fresh foods for the Second Young Master to prepare!”

Two trembling guards walked in from both sides of the city lord's mansion gate, and soon dragged the body on the ground away.

Cleveland glanced gloomily at the departing corpse, and then at Lyman.

The latter smiled and took a sip of milk, implying:

“Those who don't have long eyes, kill them well!”

“I don't know if our dear Chieftain Cleveland is about to take office as the City Lord of Songlan City? Still calling himself Deputy City Lord!”

Hearing this, a murderous intent suddenly soared in Cleveland's eyes, but after a long time, it all subsided.

“City Lord Lyman is joking, it's all unsubstantiated… … ”

“Don't be humble, old buddy.”

Lyman scraped the silver spoon, colliding with the cup.

“Hasn't the Third Prince already promised you that after settling in Songlan City, you will serve as the City Lord?”

“When the time comes, I, the old brother, will have to rely on City Lord Cleveland to take care of my territory in Songlan City.”