An invincible journey starting from a different race

The priest was silent for a moment, then sighed. "Well, actually, I'm an orphan. That guy raised me right here in this church. At the time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did to me, so by the time I realized something was wrong, it was already too late."

Aesop asked again, "Did you report him to the church?"

The priest did not respond to this question, but said calmly: "Is that so? What's the point now? Guest, you should leave."

As he said this, the priest made a gesture for the guests to leave.

Aesop did not leave, but asked again: "Why don't you let the church heal your injuries?"

"This is a magical injury and is difficult to heal. So far, only Patrick's blessing can work on me, but it can only last for a short while." The priest shrugged and said, "But it doesn't matter anymore. After so many years, I've gotten used to it."

"Why don't you pray to the goddess?"

"The goddess has long stopped responding to the world."

"Then pray to Patrick."

The priest was a little amused. "Okay, okay, okay. I prayed to Patrick, praying that he would make me recover and make me bigger and stronger. Now that's all right, do you think he will do it?"

Aesop nodded and walked past the priest.

The priest thought Aesop was about to leave, but he didn't expect Aesop to pat his shoulder before leaving and said, "I have fulfilled your wish. Go find the nightmare tonight."

The priest was stunned. After Aesop left, he carefully opened his trousers and took a look.

Then, his eyes widened and he understood everything in an instant.

However, when he wanted to look for Aesop again, Aesop had disappeared, leaving only empty streets, as if he had never been there.

But the irrepressible vitality under the priest's body reminded him.

This is true.

Patrick has arrived.

At that moment, the grievances of more than ten years were instantly vented, and the priest fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face.

"Finally, I finally..." He kept wiping his eyes, but the tears still flowed down, "I finally..."

"It's time to go escort..."

"Praise...Patrick!"

No, I'm looking for a priest.

After leaving the church, Stank looked at Aesop and felt that something was wrong no matter how he looked at him, as if this guy had suddenly put on a sacred coat, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

So after hesitating for a while, Stank couldn't help but ask Aesop: "Aesop, what happened?"

"No." Aesop replied.

Stank said "Oh", was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Really?"

"No." Aesop replied.

Stank let out another "Oh," this time for a longer silence, but he couldn't hold it in. "Then after you left that church, why did you act like you were above the mundane world and had saved countless lives? Honestly, you really deserve a beating!"

Aesop also said "Oh" like Stank, and he really seemed to be detached from the world.

Just now, he fulfilled the old priest's wish, allowing him to embrace his original happiness again. After shopping in the Dream Shop, Aesop really felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before.

Is this what it felt like when the goddess in the past brought her blessings to the mortal world?

This is so wonderful.

Initially, Aesop wrote Aesop's Fables simply for fun, wanting to leave something of his own in the world. Later, after learning from Ryza that writing books could gather Faith Power, allowing him to quickly fill his Arcanist experience bar, Aesop continued to do so, though not with any particular urge. After all, becoming an Arcanist or not didn't really matter to Aesop; he had no desire or pursuit for it; he simply fulfilled his teacher's mission.

But after what he had just experienced, an irrepressible thought suddenly emerged in Aesop's mind.

Then Aesop said, "I have a dream."

"what?"

The others turned to look at him: "What dream?"

"I want everyone in this world to be able to visit the Nightmare Shop and find the Nightmare." Aesop said in a loud voice, and his tone seemed to be saying "I want world peace."

Several people looked at each other.

They subconsciously thought that Aesop was joking, but from Aesop's tone, it didn't sound like he was joking. But why did this guy suddenly have such a strange dream?

"Let people all over the world afford to visit the Dream Demon Shop?" Gan Qiu tilted his head and said, "Isn't this too weird?"

"Although it's strange, it's indeed your style." Jer pondered, "But why did you suddenly have this idea?"

Aesop replied: "I want to make everyone in the world happy."

"...Fuck, the idea suddenly seems so lofty," Jel asked. "But I have a question. Is there any necessary connection between everyone in the world being happy and everyone in the world being able to visit the Dream Shop?"

Aesop answered seriously: "Because I think visiting the Dream Demon Shop is the happiest thing."

Oh shit...

Everyone understood Aesop's logic, because he felt happy visiting the Dream Shop, so he wanted to pass on this happiness to others, so that others could also afford to visit the Dream Shop.

This logic is simply... flawless.

No wonder, these guys can only be bodyguards, and Aesop is the king of bodyguards appointed by the Dream Tower.

This pattern is something they cannot compare with.

Although this situation is still far from "hoping for world peace"...hiss.

That's not right. Think about it carefully. Hoping everyone in the world could visit the Dream Shop isn't that a disguised way of wishing for world peace? As long as everyone can have sex, no one will worry about war, right?

It's all round again, it's all round again, I can only say that it's worthy of being Aesop.

"But are there people in this world who can't afford to visit a nightmare shop?" Gan Qiu asked doubtfully. "These days, anyone who wants to go to a nightmare shop can just go directly there. Even people without money can go to those low-level nightmares, and they can even give you money."

"That's like trading your life for money. It's not necessary, really." Stank shook his head and said, "But even if it's a purebred Succubus, the price is not high, so I really can't imagine anyone who can't visit a Succubus shop."

"Of course there are some," Aesop said seriously. "For example, some people's swords are too small, while others' swords can only last for three seconds..."

Gan Qiu nodded as he listened, then felt something was wrong. After a moment's thought, he cursed, "Who are you hinting at, you little bastard?"

Just as Gan Qiu was about to have a good argument with Aesop, Kent's voice rang out: "I'm back."

A few people turned around and saw Kent walking towards them from the other side of the street, looking exhausted.

The reason why he looked dusty was because there were lipstick marks on his face, his clothes were disheveled, and even his trouser zipper was not zipped up.

Everyone immediately understood what he was going to do.

"Damn it! Didn't you say you were going there to gather intelligence?" Bruce directly attacked Kent. "Why did you go to the Nightmare Shop by yourself?"

When entering the holy city of Raphael, Kent left the team on the pretext of gathering intelligence, which is why they followed Gan Qiu to the church. But now it seems that this gathering of intelligence was clearly a cover.

Wow, the apprentice hopes that everyone in the world can visit the Dream Demon Shop, but the master left the group and went to the Dream Demon Shop alone. At this moment, everyone felt that Kent, this B guy, was really not worthy of being Aesop's teacher.

But Kent naturally wouldn't admit it: "Where did I go to the Dream Demon Shop? I was clearly there to gather information. You guys really misunderstood me."

"Where can you go here to gather intelligence?" Bruce naturally didn't believe it.

"Why not? Don't forget I worked here before." Kent said, "It's normal to have some old customers, right?"

"Have you worked?"

Everyone was slightly stunned. They didn't immediately remember what kind of job Kent was talking about. When they realized what was going on, they were shocked: "You opened a silver shop in the holy city of Raphael?"

"Yeah, that's a business opportunity. Why are you so surprised?" Kent said with some pride. "The more conservative the place, the more people seek excitement. Especially those guys with saintly faces, wearing solemn and conservative uniforms, but underneath are lines of erotic silver. And to keep it a secret, they pay much more than other places. It's definitely a place for big profits."

Are there silver lines under the solemn and conservative uniform?

Everyone immediately thought of the incredibly slim-fitting nun uniform, and what lay beneath it...

Fuck, he's really lewd.

Everyone immediately envied Kent's actions: "So you went to see the nun just now?"

"No," Kent said, shaking his head. "I'm looking for a priest."

Aesop 428, it’s you!

There is a problem, there is definitely something wrong with this person!

After hearing Kent's words, everyone except Aesop took two steps back. Aesop, who hadn't stepped back, was also pulled back by them, and then stared at Kent with vigilance and fear.

Damn it, the first one or two times could be considered an accident, but how many times has it happened now?!

This guy really is a two-way plug!

Kent guessed what everyone was thinking and said unhappily, "You guys, can you please think straight? In the Holy City of Raphael, the priests definitely have the most power. What could a nun know? So if I don't go to the priests for information, should I go to the nuns?"

"Are you really just going to the priest to get information?"

"Who else can I turn to?"

"When I say 'just', I mean... you just went to gather intelligence?" Bruce said, "If you were just gathering intelligence, why are you like this now? You look like you just came out of the Nightmare Shop."

"I look like this?" Kent looked down at his disheveled clothes and said "Oh" in disapproval. "Hey, intelligence isn't like cabbage in the market that can be given away for free. If you want to gain something, you must pay for it first. Don't you adventurers understand this principle?"

He admitted it, he admitted it!

Everyone took a few steps back.

There is no way. Although we are all brothers and should accept your XP, the premise is that you cannot turn your brothers into your XP.

"I told you, you misunderstood." Kent spread his hands and said, "I just improved and repaired the silver patterns that were originally engraved on my old customers. Engraving silver patterns is very troublesome and physically demanding, so my current state is normal, right?"

"That's totally...abnormal! Don't treat us like idiots, you bastard! If that's the case, how do you explain the lipstick marks on your face?!"

"Lip marks?" Kent subconsciously wiped his face and then fell into deep thought, "Let me think of another way to make it up."

"Fuck, you don't even want to act anymore, right?!"

The only one present who didn't seem to care was Aesop. He asked directly, "Gather intelligence? What kind of intelligence do you need to gather? Didn't Amat already tell you the location of the Fenrir clan?"

"He did tell me," Kent said. "But the Fenrir clan's location isn't some roadside nightmare shop you can just walk into. As the world's most powerful fighting race, and while they've adhered to their promise to the Goddess, they're a bunch of old-fashioned people who don't know how to adapt. If we just barge in like this, we won't even have a chance to explain ourselves. We'll be slaughtered as intruders by these guys."

Aesop understood: "So you are looking for a way to enter the territory of the Fenrir clan?"

"of course."

"Then have you found it?"

"Haha, of course. In this place, there's nothing I can't do." Kent proudly pulled out a paper voucher with the church logo from his pocket and said, "With this, we can get in. Although the Fenrir clan prides themselves on being isolated from the world, they still need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. If they want better supplies for their little place, they naturally need outsiders to purchase them. And now, we are the outsiders who help them with the procurement."

No one expected Kent to actually do the job, not only to do it, but to succeed. They were a little surprised, but more of them were suspicious: "Such an important thing, you can just find a random priest and get it?"

"Two points," Kent said, holding up two fingers. "First, this certificate is indeed important, but not as crucial as you think. The Fenrir clan is so large, and they all have their own needs. They can't be satisfied by simply sending them food and drink. And only crucial supplies like food and drink are controlled by the church's top brass. The rest are the responsibility of lower-level priests, and I'm looking for one of them. Second, this isn't something you can just get. I paid a heavy price for it."

"What's the price?" Bruce said with disdain, "Just your silver threads?"

"Of course not." Kent shook his head and then said, "What I told him is that if he doesn't give it to me, I will have to tell his wife."

"Tell his wife...what?"

"Tell his wife that he likes men." Kent pointed at himself seriously, "The evidence is—me!"

Everyone stared at Kent in shock, and then their eyes grew increasingly terrified.

……

On the other side, in Dream Town, there is a food and wine pavilion.

Yuti looked at Amat, who was frowning beside him, and asked in confusion, "What are you thinking about? Why do you seem absent-minded these past few days?"

Amat didn't deny it. He said with a sullen face, "I'm not quite sure. I don't know why, but I've been feeling uneasy these past few days, like I've done something terrible, or forgotten something. I've been feeling uneasy, and I also feel like my brain... isn't working very well. My thinking is very slow."

"That's true." Yudi nodded and said, "Ever since that night, you seem like a completely different person. It's like you've lost a lot of your previous sharpness and alertness."

Amat looked at Youdi in surprise: "Do you feel the same way?"

"Nonsense," Youdi said angrily. "The next day, you almost said something wrong and revealed the church's biggest secret to the most restless person. Is this something you would do in your normal state?"

After hearing what Youdi said, Amat felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't know why it was like this. Since that night, his mind seemed to be not very clear.

Even, every night when I go to bed, I dream about... that guy Kent.

The thought of this made Amat shudder, and he shook his head frantically, trying to dispel the horrifying image in his mind. This made him even less willing to dwell on the reason for the change in his brain.

To divert attention, Amat looked at Yuti again: "How did your test go? Did you find the torture device for blaspheming the goddess?"