My Magical Card Tavern

Despite its name, the Church of Holy Light is more like a large-scale temple, comparable in size to a park, and houses deities with different meanings and representations.

From a mortal's perspective, they are gods with different abilities. You can see what you lack and then go to that place to worship a particular god.

In Gianna's understanding, the entire Church of Holy Light is like a family-run business.

The core function is Holy Light, and the remaining first and second generation products represent different divine roles and positions.

For example, the most important and crucial divine position is that of the God of Light.

There's not much to say about this one. There's no fixed image of him in the church, only an altar, or rather a torch, burning with holy light and flame.

You can think of the God of Light as a handsome man or a beautiful woman, or you can think of him as a kind and gentle old man or woman, or even think of him as a pure ball of holy light.

In addition, men and women of different ages knelt in prayer beneath a statue of a seemingly kind and compassionate goddess.

That is the Goddess of Light, who holds the power of new life and compassion, equivalent to the god who protects childbirth and children on the continent of Pangu.

To put it bluntly, this Goddess of Light is the godmother of all the children on the continent of Pangu.

Beneath the Goddess of Light, a group of valiant female knights maintained order, led by a gentle-smiling, middle-aged nun in a long robe, holding a book of holy words.

Literally speaking, the idea that a nun leads a group of knights might suggest that the nun is weak and the female knights are just for show.

But upon closer inspection, Gianna noticed that the nun's muscles were so strong that they were straining against her habit, and the hem of the robe was hanging down with all its might just to cover half of her ankles.

It's easy to imagine how holy the scene would be if this nun were to punch someone in the face.

Otherwise, it simply wouldn't pass the review.

In previous minor incidents, Ginnell had seen the Church of Holy Light in other towns, but none of them could compare to the church in Silver Star City in terms of size.

While other towns might offer à la carte dishes, Silver Star City is like a deluxe family-sized meal.

Ginnell's aimless wandering, without pausing beneath the statue, was noticed, but the nun and knight remained unmoved, showing only a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

They could naturally sense that Ginnell possessed holy light within her that was no less than their own; she was a true believer in the holy light.

Thinking of this, the nun holding the sacred words couldn't help but open the book and silently recite them, washing away her competitiveness and desire to keep up with the world.

She was wrong.

The holy light emanating from that person seemed to be much purer and more intense than hers.

I just don't know where it came from.

But then again.

Now that they've come to the Holy Light Church in their Silver Star City, they're going to strike first without any hesitation.

The middle-aged nun smiled, took a small step forward, and moved eerily and calmly to Ginnell's side.

Ginnell's eyes widened.

Ok?

Regardless of what the nun was there for, just from what she did just now, Ginnell had the urge to invite her into the tavern.

This footwork looks like a high-level martial art for melee classes. I want it!

"Hello, ma'am."

Ginnell lit up his holy light.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

The nun also ignited her own holy light and asked gently.

"Believers of the Holy Light, where do you come from, and where are you going to spread your faith in the Holy Light?"

Genelec was incredibly straightforward.

"I come from the Dark Forest. I'm coming to Silver Star City to sell some of the dungeon's specialties and to replenish my supplies."

The nun automatically translated this to mean that the child had just fought his way out of the dark forest.

That makes sense.

Outside of China, people of different nationalities or even races can still drink together if they have a good chat.

But it's different in the dungeon.

Even if you are a human swordsman, if you see a goblin with blood-red eyes that looks exactly like your drinking buddy, you have to cut it down without hesitation.

In the dungeon, if anyone shows you hostility, it's absolutely the right thing to do is to kill them with all your might.

That wasn't some intelligent life form of any race, but a monster.

The nun held the Bible close to her chest with both hands.

"May the Holy Light protect you, my child."

"If you plan to sell the supplies you obtain from the dungeon, then the Adventurers' Guild would be a good place."

"If you do not have a residence in Silver Star City, the church welcomes you at any time."

The nun pointed out the way to Ginnell and kindly served her lunch, making Ginnell feel a little embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man from Silver Star told him there weren't any suitable locations for supplies, he would have definitely sent some out.

However, after arriving at the Adventurers' Guild, Ginnell encountered a strange problem.

First, because he doesn't have official status, he needs to fill out an extra form when making transactions to prove that these dungeon specialties are of clean origin.

When it came to the occupation category, Giannai was somewhat stumped.

Although he wouldn't fill in his gender in the occupation column, he does know what his occupation is.

Warrior, mage?

The tavern owner?

"Excuse me, which profession receives the highest subsidy?"

The association's receptionist was a young man, and Ginell's words almost stunned him.

What does it mean to say which profession has higher subsidies?

The receptionist hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"For adventurers who accept quests from our Adventurers' Guild, we do provide certain subsidies based on their level and the number of quests they accept."

"But Mr. Genelec, you are not a professional adventurer, so you are not eligible for this subsidy."

"Of course, if you are a mage, Mr. Genelec, you can indeed receive a decent monetary subsidy from the Mage's Guild."

Genele's eyes lit up, and he decisively filled in "magician" in the occupation column.

"Where is the Mage's Guild located?"

The tavern has no income.

To be precise, the pub now only has one floor, and Gianna usually sleeps directly on the bar counter, which is like going back to her school days when she slept on her desk.

Ginnell wasn't sure if the tavern would change in the future, but at least until then, he couldn't just sit around and do nothing.

Besides dealing with underground crows and collecting underground specialties, Ginnell also needs to find some stable and reasonable income.

The Fate Generator is completely uncontrollable, and Ginell doesn't expect it to help him discover unknown treasures and become rich overnight.

If churches are simple yet sublime, and the Adventurers' Guild is filled with the atmosphere of everyday life, then the Mage's Guild is synonymous with knowledge and luxury.

From the architecture to the people coming and going, everything is described with adjectives like "magnificent" and "high-class".

As a result, even in the Mage Guild, Ginnell's attire was considered ordinary, or even somewhat shabby.