Your notoriety is known to everyone.

Hans seemed to be at a loss as to what to say. As he was organizing his words, he deliberately glanced at Rufia beside him.

"I understand. Let's go." Rogers understood the hidden meaning in Hans' words and indicated that everything should be arranged according to the family's arrangements.

"I will obey your will." Hans touched his chest and bowed deeply.

[The gods of the bottomless pit cast a secret gaze upon you. They hope that you can hold more living sacrifices.]

Chapter 74: Master, another group of cultists are chasing us (two in one)

On the northernmost side of Saint Herte stands a huge milky white tower.

This giant tower rises high into the sky. It has seventeen floors, and each floor is clearly visible, extending from the bottom to the top, like a sharp needle piercing the sky.

The tower does not have a traditional exterior wall, but only some sturdy pillars supporting the huge platform, making it appear open and transparent.

On each platform there is a huge teleportation array leading to various parts of the empire, and if you want to go to Breed Territory, you need to wait on the fourth floor.

Rogers, wearing a heavy cloak embroidered with intricate patterns, went up to the fourth floor with Elena, Lufia, and Hans, and found that a lot of people had already gathered.

Most of them were first-year students and servants sent by their families. Even the commoners had people accompanying them, which must have been supported by the local nobles.

"Are there so many people following the Saint to the East Territory?" Rogers glanced at the people waiting on the teleportation array.

The number of students whose families were originally from the East Territory probably accounted for less than one-tenth of them, and these were only those who went there directly. There would certainly be many more who would go home first and then go there later.

Then he pinched his chin again, looking at the hateful look the outsiders were giving him, and turned his head to look at Hans curiously: "What kind of reputation have I spread in the outside world?"

Hans ordered several maids waiting at the teleportation array to carry the luggage of Rogers and the other two. Hearing this, his face showed a conflicted look, as if he was considering his words.

After greeting their maids, Elina and Lufia also looked over with curiosity.

"You... that... cough, your innocence with the Saint has been cleared, and basically no one will spread the rumor that you forced the Saint... that's it..."

Hans's answer was intermittent. He tried hard to organize his words, but he didn't seem to know how to perfectly answer his master's question without offending Rogers.

"Okay, so the outside world has clarified that I have never defiled the saint, right? And, be bold and say it, I won't mind your disrespect." Rogers waved his hand at Hans.

"I will obey your will." Hans stroked his chest and responded, then cleared his throat and continued in a serious voice: "There are many rumors about you in the outside world, some of which are conflicting. Among them, one story about you is the most famous and can also represent your current reputation...

"A man from the Imperial Capital, a man from the South, and a man from the East rode in a carriage together, heading from Green Valley to Breed Country.

“Suddenly they found a demon chasing the carriage, which frightened them all.

"The man in the imperial capital threw a female servant behind the car, saying that this beautiful woman might satisfy the devil, but the devil still pursued him.

"The southerner felt that he could not just sit there and wait for death, so he picked up his sword, jumped off the carriage and fought with the demon, and eventually died in the demon's stomach.

"Finally, the Eastlander stuck his head out of the window and shouted something into the wind. The demon suddenly stopped and began running in the opposite direction."

Lufia blew some warm air on her hands and couldn't help asking, "What did that Easterner say?"

"The people from the East Territory told the demon that if it continues to follow, it will soon see the young master..." Hans noted Rogers' expression and spoke slowly.

Lufia laughed after hearing the answer, but quickly suppressed her laughter. She looked at Rogers cautiously, like a child who had done something wrong: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh..."

"It doesn't matter." Rogers shook his head indifferently, and then silently looked at the prompt box that suddenly popped up.

[Several gods of the bottomless pit expressed their appreciation for this story.]

Since this morning, the gods of the Bottomless Pit have been urging him to perform a few more rituals, but when they saw that he was not doing anything, they fell silent.

But somehow, it suddenly jumped out again at this moment.

Roger thought, are these guys all idle? Why are they looking at the present world more and more frequently recently?

And unlike the Exorcist Night, where they would disperse after the event, this time it seemed as if they would keep watching him without waiting for him to perform a ritual.

He lowered his eyes and kept thinking. He always felt that this time was a little weird. It was not the first time that the gods of the bottomless pit asked him for sacrifice, but they never forced him and would leave when they saw that he had no response.

Although he may be the only person in the world who can accept and carry the words of God easily with the help of prompt boxes, this alone should not be enough to make the gods achieve such a degree.

However, just as he was thinking about this, Rogers felt confused again, because the God of the Abyss could really do such a ridiculous and boring thing...

While he was trying to figure out the weirdness, Vice Principal Avery brought Alice to the teleportation array. She took Alice's hand, patted the back of her hand, gave her a few instructions, then turned around and disappeared.

Some people outside the school exclaimed in amazement at this miraculous magic, and when they found out that Alice was the saint, they gathered in her direction again.

On the other hand, except for Elina, Lufia and a few servants, the area around Rogers was deserted and empty, which was quite eye-catching in contrast.

After Alice arrived, the instructor in charge of operating the teleportation array began to call the roll. After ensuring that everyone was present, he gave a loud reminder, and several magical lines appeared on the ground beneath their feet, interweaving back and forth, outlining nested geometric figures. As the runes surged, everyone felt the scene before their eyes change.

Rogers originally thought that after his mental strength was greatly enhanced, he would no longer feel strong discomfort when teleporting over ultra-long distances. However, the facts told him that this was not the case.

He forced himself to suppress the discomfort in his body, and when he just opened his eyes, a magnificent and majestic fortress appeared in his eyes.

The outer walls of the fortress were covered with thick snow, like a silver-white curtain, shimmering faintly under the sunlight.

"Except for Saint Herte and the Pantheon, all other large teleportation arrays have imperial guard fortresses, where the empire's most elite troops are stationed to check the identities of passers-by." Hans explained.

Rogers nodded slightly, raised his eyes and looked around, and felt that the place where he was standing should be similar to the milky white tower in the school.

The rest of the journey was left to Hans. After their identities were confirmed, they boarded a gorgeous carriage pulled by four horses of Warcraft descent.

The space inside the car is very spacious. There is a stove in the middle, a square wooden board on the stove serving as a table, and a small bed at the innermost side that can accommodate two people lying flat.

Rogers sat by the window, looking at the white earth covered by a snow-white blanket outside the window. In his peripheral vision, more and more garbage pop-ups appeared, all from the gods in the bottomless pit.

The doubts in his heart grew stronger and stronger. He felt that these gods were suddenly so lively, and there must be some reason for it.

"Will Rogers continue to live in the Observatory Tower when he returns home this time? It should be very cold up there."

After the carriage started, Lufia, who was sitting opposite, stretched out her hand to warm the stove and asked worriedly.

"My residence is not in the Observatory Tower." Rogers was stunned for a moment and replied with a smile.

Elina, who was beside Lufia, explained to her why Logos had been able to stay in the Observatory Tower for so long.

As the carriage sped up, Rogers also closed the windows to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

The teleportation array here is not far from Brad County, and you can get back to the Earl's Castle around dark.

But after walking for a while, someone knocked on the window. Rogers opened the window and looked out of the car. He saw Hans riding a brown horse and wrapped in a cotton robe. He had a serious face. He reported loudly in the whistling cold wind:

"Master, a large number of unknown people suddenly followed our convoy. The Knight Commander Rekus suspected that they were all cultists. He suggested that we speed up and return to the territory as soon as possible."

Rogers's expression showed that he understood something. Just after he closed the window for a moment, Hans started knocking on it again.

"Master, we have confirmed that there are several members of the underground society following us. Captain Rekus has sent a small team of knights to intercept them, but we don't know what their purpose is, and they quickly dispersed after being scolded."

"Master, there are more cultists following us, not the same ones as before. They said they wanted to present you with gifts, but Captain Rekus suspected a conspiracy and drove them away."

"Master, there are people from the Harvest Cult kneeling in the distance and shouting your name. Captain Rekus suspects that this is some kind of curse. He asked me to give this amulet to you and asked you to wear it close to your body at all times."

"Master, there are members of the Pain Cult who are kneeling in front of us and blocking the road. They were pierced by the lance of Captain Rekus and thrown far away. He said that the situation is becoming more critical at the moment. Some of the cult members are very powerful. It is not suitable to capture them quickly at this time. We must hurry on our way as soon as possible."

"Master..."

As Rogers listened to these reports, his cheeks seemed to be stiffened by the cold wind. There was not much expression on his face, only numbness.

Fortunately, these cultists were tactful and did not call him the Son of God directly, otherwise they would have been in trouble again.

"Shouldn't they be chasing the Saint? Why are they coming to us? And why are there so many of them?" Lufia's face was full of worry, and she was obviously a little frightened by the inexplicable situation.

"It's okay, they're not here to look for us." Elina gently rubbed Lufia's head to comfort her, and glanced at Rogers at the same time.

"Yes, don't pay attention to them, we will get home safely." Rogers also said a few words of comfort.

[The gods of the bottomless pit are bored with your current life. They hope that you can lead your devout believers to hold a grand sacrifice.]

[The Honest Merchant said that if you do not take any further action, He will not pay attention to you again in the next three days.]

[The Lord of Feasts hopes that you can summon your servants to hold a joyful snowy feast right here. He is happy to bless you and allow everyone's sensory sensitivity to reach the peak of human nature.]

【…】

The cold wind blowing in from the window made Rogers' silver hair flutter in disarray. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sudden flash of lightning that flashed across the sky not far away, like a silver-white light, suddenly hitting the earth.

boom--

The deafening sound waves spread rapidly, the sound was as sharp and shocking as a boulder breaking through the air, as if the whole world was shaking.

"Master! The priests of the Pantheon have arrived! They are chasing after those evil cultists! We are safe!"

After a while, Hans came running over with an excited look on his face and shouted.

[The gods in the bottomless pit turned their gaze towards the battle.]

After Rogers responded to Hans, his eyes narrowed. He was thinking that the believers of the Abyss were being bullied, so why didn't these gods come to help?

Even if they don't care about the lives of their believers, they shouldn't be so calm.

Unless they do not want to be retaliated by the world's veil due to interfering with the real world, and enter a state where they cannot see the real world for a short period of time.

But why do they have to keep watching? Is something going to happen soon that is worthy of their concern?

"Master! The second prince is here! He hopes to meet you!"

But after a moment, Hans solemnly reported outside the window again, and the convoy gradually stopped.

Rogers frowned slightly, he looked at Elena, and just when he was about to get up and get out of the car to greet her according to etiquette, the car door was opened with a click.

A young man with shining golden hair and wearing a snow-white priest robe appeared outside the door.

His face was handsome and thin, with clear contours, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, exuding a hint of indifference.

The texture of the sacrificial robe is smooth and curved, like a pattern of ice and snow, which complements the young man's noble temperament.

"No need to be polite, could you please allow me to sit next to you? I apologize for my intrusion."

The second prince, Lius Augustus, ignored Elina and Lufia, and only looked at Logos.

"Of course, it's my honor." Rogers touched his chest and saluted symbolically. After all, the other party was both a prince and a priest, so he had to show some respect to him.

Snap——

Lius closed the car door decisively and sat next to Rogers. He then looked out the window at Hans who was looking down. "Don't worry about me. Go tell your Knight Commander to do what he should do."

Hans bowed his head on his horse, and when he saw Rogers nodded in agreement, he ran forward and shouted for the convoy to continue on its journey.

A thick chill lingered throughout the car, and I didn't know whether it was because of the door that was opened wide just now, or the atmosphere brought by Lius.

"Logos Brad, let us put aside the rules of bloodline and become each other's brothers." Lius' expression was calm and focused. He slowly stretched out his right hand towards Logos and asked very seriously.

[The honest businessman sincerely warns you that this must be a conspiracy of the Pantheon. You must be extremely careful.]

[The entertainer said that the prince's acting skills are extremely good, and you need to be wary of his cunning.]

[The Lord of the Feast wishes you could strip him naked and throw him into the pile of sturdy knights.]

【…】

Pop-up windows kept popping up, and Rogers seemed to understand why these gods had been staring at him today.

Chapter 75: Prelude to the Turmoil (Two in One)

"Your Highness, your bloodline is extremely noble. How can I be compared with you? Please forgive my cowardice."

Rogers glanced at Elena's reaction imperceptibly, and after confirming that the words of the second prince in front of him were sincere, he shook his head sincerely and refused.

Judging from the fact that Elina dared to detect the truth of the other party's words, the other party should not have any miracle-level abilities.

The second prince does not appear very often in the game. He only fights in a few battles when Alice chooses the Pantheon route.

The identity of this prince is actually a bit too embarrassing. The royal family will not trust him who was sent to the Pantheon at a young age, and the Pantheon cannot fully trust him who has royal blood.

Therefore, for many extremely important events, both parties will inevitably subconsciously exclude him.

It was only during this visit to the East that the second prince and priest-servant of the gods became the best candidate to represent both the royal family and the Pantheon.

Upon hearing this, Lius did not withdraw his hand. His eyes were clear and bright, revealing an obvious sincerity:

"I'm sorry, maybe I was too anxious and caused you to misunderstand. I hope you can put aside your bloodline and join me in serving the gods.

"You possess extremely high talents, which are all gifts from God. Your ability to display your talents in the magic world and gain the admiration of several schools is also an opportunity given by God.

"I hope you will be grateful to the gods for their generosity in granting you an enviable destiny, and you should respond with corresponding piety.

"Only in this way can you achieve higher achievements and truly receive the attention and even blessings of the gods."

Rogers smiled, a very bright smile, his eyes half closed, and he nodded in agreement.

However, the smile soon faded, revealing a bit of distress and confusion. He considered his words and asked curiously, "If this is a fate sent by God, do you know which god sent it?

"In addition to opportunities, my destiny also contains sufferings that others cannot see. I almost died in that miserable destiny. Which god is testing me?"