Chapter 311
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"Hello Mr Dean."
"Hello Mr Dean."
Dean met other architects in the castle when he came out of the god relic tower. There were old and young architects. They took the initiative to greet Dean as soon as they saw him. Dean was already a celebrity in this castle. Everyone knew that this young man would become a senior architect in the future after the military crossbow was invented. There was even a glimmer of hope for him to become a master architect!
Dean went straight to the congress Temple after leaving the castle. He went along the stone path behind the hill. He met some architects along the way. Some of them recognized him and took the initiative to greet him.
"Mr Dean, are you going to the congress temple?" An ordinary-looking brown-haired architect asked Dean in a careful manner.
"Yes." Dean nodded with a smile. He wasn't surprised. Although he hadn't read today's newspaper but the news that he had received an invitation from the congress Temple must have spread throughout the Temple.
The brown-haired man's eyes were full of awe as he saw Dean admit it: "Mr Dean is worthy to be the most outstanding genius of the Temple in the last fifty years. We are going to see you at the congress."
Although both of them were of the same rank but his attitude towards Dean was more polite than that of a senior architect.
"I'm flattered." Dean smiled politely.
The brown-haired man replied: "This is recognized by the Temple. Mr Dean, you don't need to be polite. I've heard that the military crossbow you made played an important role in the recent war. It solved the urgent need of the military. It's amazing."
Dean felt that he wanted to be close to him, so he didn't say anything else. He maintained a smile: "You flatter me." If he said too much, it would be hard to avoid the other party taking advantage of the situation to pull out more flattering words. At this moment, he suddenly understood why those celebrities of the old era had a large group of assistants following them. At the very least, when they were recognized, they didn't want to say too much but still had to maintain a friendly attitude. At this time, they could leave it to their assistants to be the bad guys and block the crowd of fans.
Dean was followed by dozens of architects. In addition to primary and intermediate architects, there were two senior architects. But they were civilians. In the Temple, the status of a civilian architect was relatively low. Their connections were far less than that of an aristocrat architect. Once an aristocrat became an architect, even if it was just an intermediate architect their family would develop rapidly.
There were hundreds of figures standing in front of the Temple. There was no doubt that they were waiting for the end of the meeting. Outsiders were forbidden to watch the meeting but once it was over they would be able to see the summary announcement of the meeting. They would be the first to know if there was any major event that happened.
Dean's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention. The previous brown-haired youth spontaneously escorted Dean and let the people in front of him make way for him.
Dean passed through the crowd and stood in front of the Temple.
The God's Servant at the door recognized Dean, but he still asked him to show his identity medal. After the verification, he respectfully invited him in.
This was the first time that Dean had come to the Temple. The Temple was extremely magnificent and solemn. It gave him a sacred feeling that couldn't be profaned. He knew that this was one of the few places that could decide the fate of all the people in the outer wall.
Dean stepped into the Temple and came to the second floor of the conference room under the guidance of the maid.
The conference room was rectangular and more than ten meters long. The layout and color of the items in the room incomparably rendered the solemn atmosphere.
There were four people sitting in the conference room. All of them were over fifty years old. There were some white hairs in their hair. One of them looked to be nearly seventy years old. He had white hair and wrinkled skin. His expression was incomparably indifferent.
Several people who were talking to each other looked at Dean as he entered the council room.
"Dean greets the seniors." Dean took the initiative to greet them in a modest manner.
A short and fat old man with a moustache stood up and said: "I didn't expect the genius in the rumors to be more handsome than I imagined. Good, good."
Another old man with a wide face laughed: "Dean, there is a small meeting today. Everyone hasn't arrived yet. You should wait for a while."
Dean saw that there was no malice in the old man's smile. He nodded and stood at the side.
The chunky old man didn't ask him to take a seat when he saw him standing. It seemed that he didn't do anything wrong. In their eyes, his identity wasn't enough to take a seat. If he took a seat, it would be a kind of disrespect.
In some places, etiquette and rules were very important. They wouldn't forgive you just because you didn't understand it for the first time.
After a moment, three more people arrived. Two men and one woman. There were a total of seven people in the conference room.
"Everyone is here." The last person to arrive was an elegant old man. He glanced at everyone and glanced at Dean who was standing next to him. He didn't say anything but said with a smile: "This small meeting mainly talks about two things. The first is about the youngest genius in the history of the Temple to win the 'epoch' medal. Mr. Dean."
Dean's expression didn't change as he quietly listened.
"Mr. Dean, please come to me." The elegant old man said to Dean in a friendly manner.
Dudian nodded and stood next to him.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Sedren." The elegant old man smiled: "Today's discussion is related to you. We know that you used to be a hunter before you joined the Temple. I believe you have read the recent newspapers. Although the news about hunters is only published in the noble newspapers and the civilians are not aware of it, but your identity has been questioned by the nobles!"
Dean's eyes lit up. He knew that he didn't guess wrong.
"Therefore, we hope that you can give up your profession as a hunter and become an oracle completely. Of course, if you want to learn other things or have other hobbies, such as music or poetry, we still welcome you. I heard that you are quite talented in poetry, and you have even been praised by Master Taizha. My granddaughter likes your poems very much!" Sedron laughed.
"Yes." The stout old man said: "You are still young. Being a hunter is too dangerous. If you meet with an accident outside the giant wall it will be a loss for all of us!"
"You should wholeheartedly replace God and spread the power of God." The seventy-year-old old man indifferently said.
Dean smiled. To put it bluntly, being a hunter was not a good thing. Music and poetry were arts that were deeply loved by the nobles. They could bring a better aura to the person's identity. So naturally he would support him.
"Alright." Dean simply said: "But you all know that I am indebted to the Ryan family. The New World Consortium founded by the Ryan family has rented a passage outside the giant wall. They haven't relied on hunting to get back their capital. So the Ryan family hopes that I will teach them some hunting experience and the situation outside the giant wall when they recruit new hunters. I will completely give up hunting when they don't need me anymore."
"Humph!" The seventy-year-old old man snorted: "Nonsense! You are a dignified architect. How can you mix with such low-level hunters? They are all lunatics and half-demons. Haven't you heard of the saying: 'Eyes peep into the darkness and you will get used to it'? If you stay with them for a long time and deal with monsters for a long time, you will become as violent and cruel as the monsters. You should completely stay away from them. You should stay in the Temple to study and purify your mind! "
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