People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

However, these fundamentalisms against the dead have never been promoted to the public. In the eyes of these priests, it is the only violence allowed by the Golden Tree or the Goddess Malika.

However, this time, Teacher Se Lian, who was sitting next to him, was more energetic and listened attentively. He even took out a notebook from his backpack and started writing quickly to take notes.

Regardless of whether such behavior is accepted or allowed.

Yes, the fundamentalism of the Golden Rule that the priest is talking about now is what Teacher Serlian wants to hear and understand, and how can those cumbersome rules restrain a fanatical origin magician like Teacher Serlian.

But this good time didn't last long, as the commotion outside the church interrupted it all.

"Tsk."

Seren, whose recording was suddenly interrupted, frowned and closed the notebook. Like other believers, he turned his gaze outside the church.

Outside the church, there were bursts of orderly footsteps, mixed with the sound of horseshoes crushing gravel.

Seeing this, Reinhardt couldn't help but frown and whispered in Seren's ear, "Teacher, are those royal nobles really that crazy? Sending troops across Stonewell City to capture us?"

"...I heard that [Gold] Godwin has a gentle and kind temperament. Coupled with the stubbornness of those old antiques, this might be the case. Be careful."

Selian responded with the same loud laughter, but her hand had already touched the pyroxene staff hanging next to the backpack.

As long as the people who came in later were pursuers from Kalia, she would plan to give these fearless guys a taste of death on the spot.

Soon, the footsteps stopped at the side of the church, and the person who appeared in front of the door was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

"Long time no see, my friend."

Accompanied by hearty laughter, a man dressed in aristocratic attire walked into the church gate. His long, flowing hair shone with golden light and his sunny and cheerful personality and appearance made Reinhardt's eyes widen.

"What the hell, His Highness Godwin?!"

107. Greg in his rebellious period (5K)

Godwin, the eldest prince of the Golden Dynasty, the first son of Marika, the current owner of Stonewell City, and the monarch of Nimgfu, now appeared in front of the door of Elei Church.

The subjects knelt down one after another, lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him. Only the priest of the Golden Tree came forward to greet him.

"Oh, your Excellency Prince Godwin, hello."

"Well, hello, Your Excellency the Priest...you all don't have to be so polite."

Godwin waved his hand and exempted his subjects from the formalities, but his eyes were on Reinhardt.

"Rhine, my friend, it seems like you are unhappy to see me?"

"Ah, of course not. I'm just a little surprised... I didn't expect you to come here to find me."

This time, Godwin came not alone. Beside him were Lance Shanks and Ful Shanks, a brother and sister whom Wang Cheng had not seen for a long time since they parted. There was something strange in the way they looked at him.

It always feels like something happened.

"Hahahaha, of course, my friend. Don't forget, I am now the lord of Nimgefu. I will naturally find a way to find out your whereabouts."

As if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, Godwin happily patted his shoulders and laughed.

"But then again, won't you introduce me to this distinguished witch lady beside you?"

Godwin looked at the pyroxene magician who was standing in front of the bench and looking at him.

At first, Godwin did not recognize that this was a witch, because she was not wearing a hood, so he thought she was just an ordinary magician's apprentice. However, when he saw half of the witch's hood exposed in the backpack beside her, he reacted.

His expression also became serious and respectful.

The status of a pyroxene magician can be said to be treated as a guest of honor anywhere in the border area, and the status of a witch is much higher than that of a pyroxene magician. She is a talent that is scarce even in magic academies.

"...Sorry, sorry, this is my teacher, Seren."

After this reminder, he remembered that he had almost forgotten his teacher, and hurriedly introduced them to both parties:

"This is the Golden Monarch Godwin, and those two are the Ancient Dragon Priests Lance Shanks and Ful Shanks of the Ancient Dragon Clan."

"Greetings, Prince Godwin. I am [Heretic Witch] Serlian, a criminal exiled from the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic." Serlian nodded slightly to Godwin, then looked at the ancient dragon siblings: "...and you, thank you for taking care of my apprentice while in the royal city."

This way of responding could be described as arrogant or even rude, but it was just right for someone of Seren's status.

After all, in terms of status, only kings or gods can make witches bow their heads.

Moreover, this arrogance seemed reasonable to Godwin and Gu Long.

"No need to be so polite, Witch Seren, I am the [Ancient Dragon Priest] Lance Shanks, and the person next to me is my younger brother, Fulshanks." Lance Shanks spoke on behalf of his younger brother, and Fulshanks also nodded.

"However, you have really taught a very outstanding disciple." Lance Shanks couldn't help but praise.

"That's right, Ms. Serlian, since you are the teacher of my friend Rhine, I should naturally respect you... This is Nimgfu, under my jurisdiction, so Ms. Serlian does not have to worry about being hunted down by the academy." Godwin also responded enthusiastically.

As for sinners, they don't care at all.

In their eyes, there is no sinner at all. There is only the teacher recognized by Reinhardt - the witch Seren.

"However, this doesn't seem like the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else."

Godwin looked around and found that the priest had a somewhat embarrassed look on his face. Even the believers did not know whether they should continue with the normal sermon.

"That's right..." Reinhardt glanced around. A church wasn't a good place for conversation. "Oh, I remember seeing a lot of unique pubs on the way here. Why don't we go have a drink and chat?"

"No, since you've come to my place, I'll naturally take care of everything. And why go to a tavern to taste Nimgefu's specialties? Wouldn't it be better to come directly to my castle?"

Godwin smiled slowly, perhaps guessing he was going to refuse. Without giving him a chance to answer, he turned to Serlian and asked, "What do you think, dear witch Ms. Serlian?"

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Se Lian gently pinched his chin, glanced at his apprentice, and after thinking for a moment, replied: "Thank you for your invitation, Prince Godwin. It just so happens that I have never been to Stonewell City, so I might as well go and take a look."

"Also, my apprentice kept praising Your Highness when he came here. He said that if Your Highness hadn't just arrived in Nimgfu and was definitely busy with official duties, he would have wanted to have a drink with Your Highness a long time ago."

"Really? Hahahaha, that's great!"

Godwin laughed happily, like a child weighing hundreds of pounds. He immediately grabbed Reinhardt's wrist and walked out: "Come with me, my friend, we won't leave until we are drunk tonight!"

Just like that, Reinhardt was dragged away by Godwin unwillingly, but his eyes were always on Seren who had packed his backpack and was following behind him.

That look seemed to say—

"Teacher Se Lian, I considered you the person I trusted the most, and you actually betrayed me!!!"

But Se Lian smiled indifferently and then turned his attention to the scenery around him.

That look seemed to tell him that this was all for your own good.

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As night fell, the golden tree slowly retracted its afterglow, and the border area was gradually shrouded in darkness.

At this time, the city of Stonewell was brightly lit, like a bright lamp perched in the center of a storm, which would never go out despite the strong wind.

But in fact, this storm is just a barrier protection for the city of Stonewell.

In the grand and luxurious hall, everyone sat at different tables, watching the maid quietly cut up the barbecued meat for them from the plates, and the aroma of meat filled the air.

Just smelling it makes you feel delicious.

It’s worthy of being the food of a royal prince. Compared to what he usually eats, it’s almost like pig food.

But then again, this place looked familiar to him.

The light emitted by the expensive and luxurious chandeliers was the main source of light in the hall. The flickering lights stretched their shadows into long and slender shapes, and there were also many torches placed on the surrounding walls.

On the largest wall on the side, there is a portrait of Godwin's father, the War King Godfrey, holding a huge axe.

In front of their table, next to the exquisite silver cutlery, there were lit candles. The flames swayed slightly with their breathing, as if performing a graceful dance for their guests.

"I'm sorry, my humble abode is a bit shabby, I hope you don't mind."

"Ah, no, to be honest this is already good enough."

Reinhardt picked up his wine glass and signaled Godwin not to worry about it.

However, as the dining environment looked increasingly familiar, he finally remembered where it was.

If he remembered correctly, this should be the place where he remembered the limb being reattached.

Godwin's son Greg sent people to capture the Faded Ones and then brought them here to be dismembered. The dismembered limbs were hung from the ceiling with hooks and hung in the air, just like pieces of meat hanging in a slaughterhouse.

Greg and the so-called limb-replacing nobles under his rule were reattaching the limbs here, and the remaining different parts were casually wrapped in cloth and tied up, and thrown into the place where corpses were piled outside, left to rot and ferment, and be eaten by wild dogs.

But what I didn't expect was that the original place for the limb grafting was actually used as a dining area...

But when I think about it, when I was playing the game, I saw all kinds of tableware placed here, and even the kitchen was on one side, as if it was really converted from a restaurant.

Greg, you really bring shame to your father Godwin and do so many evil things!

Reinhardt subconsciously glanced at the young Greg sitting next to Godwin, and even wondered whether he should let Godwin practice a trumpet again while he was still young.

Although Greg chose this way to become stronger in order to return to the foot of the golden tree and he also has a group of loyal followers, what's the point of bullying the weak faded people who just arrived at the border?

If you have the guts, go and amputate your grandfather Ge Fulei’s limbs!

The most important thing is that the brain is not enough.

Since you can catch the dragon cub, why not catch some Bear Fire King and Shrimp Fire King and attach them to yourself? Wouldn't that be much stronger than the Faded One?

It's really funny that he pretends to be a rubbish dragon cub and then becomes so inflated that he thinks he is invincible.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckle, and picked up the wine glass and took a sip to try to cover up the sneer.

"Rhine, my friend."

At this moment, Godwin suddenly called out to him.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Lord Godwin?"

"No, nothing." Godwin shook his head. "I just wanted to ask you, would you like to join Stonewell City and become my knight?"

"Father?!"

Before he could say anything, the young Greg was the first to get impatient. He stood up and said, "Father, I think you need to think carefully about this matter. Reinhardt is a man of evil intentions. He and the witch next to him murdered their colleagues. They are also wanted criminals by the Kalia and Rhea Lukalia Magic Schools. If you take him in, wouldn't that be provoking all of Lienia's forces?"

"Besides, how can a mere criminal become a knight following my father?"

"Please think twice, father."

Sure enough, his little troubles have almost been made public...

But it was not surprising. What surprised him was that Greg dared to talk back to Godwin. He originally thought that Godwin's child, who could defeat the ancient dragon, would not have a rebellious period, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The rebelliousness seems to be quite stubborn.

However, Lance Shanks and Ful Shanks, who were sitting in the guest seats, did not say anything after hearing this.

Furshanks drank silently without making any comment, but Lanceshanks smiled slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his sharp dragon eyes.

Reinhardt is the knight she has her eyes on, and he is also the hope of the ancient dragon clan. How dare a mere young boy speak so arrogantly in such an occasion.

If Godwin didn't intend to speak out, she wouldn't mind helping to educate him.

Let this child learn what human etiquette is.

"How dare you!" Godwin slammed his palm down on the wooden table, and the sound of his harsh rebuke echoed in the hall for a long time.

"Greck, when did I ever teach you that you can interrupt us while we're talking? Sit down!"

"But..."

"sit down!"

bang——

This time, Godwin seemed to be really angry. The sturdy table top was cracked by his slap, and the tableware on it shook slightly, as if it would break at any time.

The servants serving around were also shocked.

It was the first time they saw His Highness Godwin so angry.

Seeing this, Greg didn't dare to continue to act rashly. Instead, he turned his head inconspicuously and glared fiercely at Reinhardt and Serlian, the master and disciple, as if he blamed them for all the scolding he had received.

Sure enough, Greg has never been very smart since he was a child.

"I'm sorry, my friend, for making you laugh."

Godwin bowed his head deeply to express his apology to Reinhardt, and then changed the subject:

"Old friend, I've heard about you from Forle. I heard that you've been expelled by Moon Princess Lani and are wanted. And the witch beside you, Ms. Seren, is helping you with all of this. Not only that, she's also a wanted criminal at the Magic Academy."

"I believe a knight like you must have his own reasons for doing such things, and I can't bear to leave you and your teacher stranded outside, so I'm considering having you join Stonewell City and help me govern this land."

"what do you think?"