The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

After learning the truth about this world, things appeared different in Ning Feng's eyes.

Ning Feng is now able to see the true nature of the world.

However, his body would occasionally flicker and revert to its undead form for a fleeting moment, reminding Ning Feng of the other party's true state.

Seeing Ning Feng's hesitation, Charlie spoke softly:

"what happened?"

His cold, hoarse voice at night becomes mellow and gentle, exuding the mature charm of a middle-aged nobleman, which is sure to be a hit with some women.

Upon hearing this sound, Ning Feng's DNA began to move involuntarily.

hiss!

Your voice is just as good as Instructor Yan's!

You're good enough to be a late-night erotic live streamer, huh? Maybe... I'll pair you two up as a couple later!

Walking slowly behind Ning Feng, the priest, now back in human form, asked softly:

"What happened? You look a little surprised."

I was thinking of pimping you out or something...

There's simply no way I can say that!

Ning Feng had always maintained a mindset of not taking the Star Chaser competition too seriously, but he wouldn't underestimate it either.

However, the day's experiences were not particularly difficult, which made Ning Feng somewhat complacent.

After all, it's just a competition, there's no need to be so nervous, right?

Once he relaxed completely and brought his wandering thoughts back, Ning Feng thought for a moment and said:

"No, I just feel..."

Ning Feng tilted his head and looked around at the room's decor. The frosted tabletop had returned to its normal solid wood appearance, and steam was rising from the teapot.

There were no chains on the ground, and no trace of last night could be seen at all, as if it were all just a dream.

"It feels like a dream."

In a dream, I persuaded a priest to betray his god. It's kind of exciting to think about.

"How much do you remember about last night?"

"I haven't forgotten anything, everything, not a single detail."

With his right hand on his chest, Charlie turned to Ning Feng and bowed.

The entire movement was elegant and simple, without the slightest tremor or abnormality.

Ok?

Somewhat puzzled, Ning Feng scrutinized the other party a few more times and said:

"You seem to have come to terms with things a lot."

It seems like things have become easier?

From Ning Feng's perspective, it wasn't just the change from the dead to the living that made Charlie's demeanor somewhat different.

He had thought that after such intense P...destructive mental training, Charlie should have been dejected.

But to my surprise, the other party was in an exceptionally good condition.

He no longer appeared to be on the verge of a mental breakdown at night; instead, he seemed calm and composed.

It's like finding the strength to support yourself again after your spine has been removed.

"Just as you said, I actually understood everything a long time ago, and my faith in the gods has long since disappeared."

Shaking his head, Charlie stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ning Feng, looking out the window at the village that was gradually coming to its senses.

The warm sunlight streamed down from the sky, awakening the simple villagers who were about to start their work.

One by one, the farmers came out of their houses, wiped their faces haphazardly, and carried their farming tools toward the newly cultivated fields.

“These are my people. They are hardworking and honest. Even when I reinstated flogging at that time, no one thought of escaping.”

When passing by Charlie's door, they would consciously slow their pace, afraid of waking the sleeping priest.

“They believe in me and continue to work day after day.”

Before productivity truly increased rapidly and before machines completely replaced human labor, workers in every era worked just as hard.

They work from sunrise to sunset; they are among the most hardworking and hardworking people.

Unfortunately, in many, many eras, their fate was also the most tragic.

Natural disasters and man-made calamities are unpredictable, and their income cannot be guaranteed.

The fruits of one's labor, which should rightfully belong to oneself, are mostly taken away by the lord of the territory under various pretexts, leaving only enough food to barely survive.

The darkness in the Dark Ages was not limited to the gods.

In that ignorant era, when divine right superseded royal power, the rulers were most strict in suppressing public intelligence in order to maintain their own power.

A tenant farmer, his whole life, and his ancestors' generations will be tenant farmers, with virtually no hope of changing his fate.

If you encounter a good lord, that's fine, but if you encounter a greedy and evil lord, things like the right to the first night, which are disgusting, have actually happened.

And how many nobles are truly kind?

The slave trade, the black market, the gladiatorial arena, underground boxing, wild balls... how many nobles have not dabbled in these lucrative businesses?

Therefore, the lives of most people at the bottom of society are extremely miserable.

“You might find it funny, but I think I deserve their love and respect.”

"Although I once devoted myself to the gods, I can confidently say that I am a good lord who will not bring shame to my ancestors."

Charlie nodded slightly to the farmers and watched them walk away into the distance.

“If they follow me and believe in the gods, I will exempt them from taxes for three years and teach their children to read.”

"In order to proclaim the mercy of the gods, I abolish all laws of darkness and cruelty."

Standing beside him, Ning Feng could clearly sense the gentle sadness in Charlie's eyes, which were free of maggots.

"My lord, I have not stopped thinking for a moment that all of this is just a dream, but... unfortunately, it is all an illusion."

Yes, it's all fake.

In Ning Feng's eyes, the villagers carrying farm tools had two faces: one human and one ghostly.

They are living a false life.

Beside Ning Feng, Charlie was feigning ignorance, constantly deceiving himself.

Disturbed by this oppressive emotion, Ning Feng's relaxed mood subsided slightly. He thought for a moment and asked:

"If faith was once your everything... what about now?"

Charlie paused for a moment, then broke into a smile, after maintaining a serious expression from last night until this morning.

Looking at the figures disappearing into the distance, he said softly:

"They are my strength."

very good!

Ning Feng, who was watching the smiling pastor bathed in sunlight, smiled and shook his head, almost applauding him.

That's such a wonderful realization!

Congratulations on realizing your mistake, turning away from darkness and embracing the light, and finally choosing the right path in life.

It's almost like a middle-aged man who recognized the terrible woman, rediscovered his goals, and was reborn from a midlife crisis.

...Well, the analogy is a bit strange, but it's okay!

She's very charming.

"Speaking of which... why do you call me 'sir'?"

Ning Feng suddenly realized something he had subconsciously overlooked: why was Charlie so respectful to him?

vigilance!

I don't think I did anything weird with you.

Don't make this turn out so weird!

I'm going to pair you up with someone around your age, so please don't create any side stories with me.

I'm not gay.

"Because you helped me see my true inner self, you redeemed me."

Redemption?

Ning Feng shrugged, not really caring about Charlie's respect.

"It's too early to talk about redemption. Maybe I'm just a madman spouting nonsense."

No matter how respectful you are to me, I cannot free you now.

Speaking of which, if you were given this kind of script, what about me?

What kind of script did I get this time?

"Rebel against the gods, and liberate the poor, innocent from the curse..."

Suddenly, a thought struck Ning Feng, and he blinked:

"Come to think of it, isn't this a pretty classic hero story?"

A hero summoned from another world attempts to save it.

Ning Feng smiled, applauding his sudden idea.

"Alright, since I've made this choice, then I am the hero."

now.

There is a demon who calls himself a "hero".