The God of Knights left.
Surprisingly, he didn't do anything and just left.
Sui Xiong's head hurt from thinking about it, but he didn't understand what it meant. He had come alone to the base camp of the Orc God System, talked a lot of nonsense, and in the end, the negotiation had broken down. He didn't even start a fight and just left like that.
"What did he come here for?" he couldn't help but ask.
"How would I know?" Lefon snorted coldly and said unhappily, "This old iron-skin came all the way here and said things like 'peace is precious,' 'humans and Orcs should understand each other,' and 'the strong should give in more, so that society can be stable.' He's definitely old and confused!"
Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment and said, "Actually, what he said is not unreasonable."
"What kind of logic can come from his mouth?" Lefon said fiercely. "Even if he said the sun is round, I would have to personally go there and check it for three days and three nights before I could be sure it's not square!"
"What the f * ck, you're really biased!"
"This is not bias, it's vigilance!" Lefon heaved a deep sigh. His taut face gradually relaxed, but his eyebrows furrowed again. "Oscar, as far-sighted as you are, can you help me take a guess? Why did that b * stard Wuther ask this old thing to come here and talk nonsense?"
"I don't know the God of Light …"
"It's good that you don't know him, that b * tch!" Lefon cursed in a low voice. "If the old iron-skin is still a man, then Wuther is a 100% b * tch! He likes to set up conspiracies and traps, he likes to fight with numbers, and he likes to kill people's whole families. Did you know that when he was still a mortal, he was a general stationed at the border. When the army of another country attacked, he ran away, and his country perished. After more than 20 years, he came back, set up a trap, and killed at least three to four thousand nobles and adventurers in that country. Then, with a hammer in one hand and a long sword in the other, he blocked the four gates of the capital with his four bastard subordinates. He killed everyone inside and out, not even sparing a newborn baby or an old man who was about to die … "
"What the f * ck! Is this even considered Radiance? "
"The glory is the glory of victory," said Lefon. "As for character, that fellow is hopeless. Don't be fooled by our Orcs' ferocity. Compared to him, we are neither ferocious nor not ferocious. We are far from it! "
From his words, Sui Xiong heard a deep fear.
The Orc Gods were definitely not good people. The only thing that could make them afraid was naturally someone even more vicious than them.
After bidding farewell and leaving the Endless Field, Sui Xiong returned to his Circle of Friends. He floated in the air and frowned thoughtfully, trying to figure out what kind of person the God of Light was.
At this time, in the God Kingdom of the Human God System, the Country of Light, the God of Light was sitting on a golden throne, looking down at the God of Knights, who was half-kneeling on the ground.
"Astoril, you have failed," He said coldly.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm so sorry! "
"I don't need to apologize." The God of Light's tone was calm, as if he was talking to a colleague who had a bad relationship with him. "If you fail in your duty, you will be punished."
He turned his head to look at the human gods sitting on both sides of the palace, and then looked at the oracles standing solemnly outside the palace. He thought for a moment and said, "Hand over the priesthood of 'development'. You are not suitable for it now."
The human gods were shocked. They looked at each other, but did not dare to open their mouths to persuade him.
The God of Light was a person who valued order and rules the most. He would never allow anyone to oppose his orders.
The God of Knights was silent for a while. He lowered his head, and his body trembled violently.
It was obvious that he was in pain, but he did not say a word.
After a while, a Divine Crystal with traces of blood around it floated up from his body and floated in the air. His armor, which was already very old to begin with, became even more tattered. It looked as if it would fall apart if it were to jump around casually.
The God of Light looked at the crystal and then at the God of Knights. There was a complicated look in his eyes. Finally, he closed his eyes.
"Who do you think is the most suitable to inherit this priesthood?" He asked calmly.
The God of Aristocracy immediately stood up. "Your Majesty, I think I am very suitable!"
"Oh?" The God of Light did not open his eyes. He asked calmly, "Why?"
"In this world, development is usually carried out with the newly appointed nobles as the core. And the nobles are within the scope of my priesthood! " The God of Aristocracy's voice was filled with joy and desire that could not be concealed. For a long time, he had always wanted to take over the priesthood of the God of Knights. Among them, the priesthood of "development" was what he wanted most.
The God of Light did not express his opinion. He asked again, "Who else has an opinion?"
There was a moment of silence in the palace. The God of Bards stood up. "Your Majesty, I think it would be better to let you keep this priesthood. The execution of the work will continue to be handled by the God of Knights. After all, he has done a good job in 'development.' It would be good to let him temporarily take over this work."
Hearing his words, many gods secretly smiled.
This was a roundabout way to save the country. Although the priesthood of the God of Knights had been taken away, as long as the work of 'development' was still handled by him, then the God of Knights could continuously obtain faith and divine power. For him, who had been deprived of his priesthood, this was a relatively good result.
The God of Light's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a trace of a cold smile. "Dickson, you are really getting smarter. You actually played this kind of trick with me!"
The God of Bards immediately played dumb. "Your Majesty, I am just a fool. I often think of stupid ideas. If you don't think this idea is funny, then forget it …"
The God of Light laughed coldly. "Stop pretending! I understand what you mean, but how can I stand without rules? How can I do things without rules? Astoril's trip was originally against my general policy. If he could have some results, then I would have let it go on account of his seniority. But he did not achieve anything … This kind of thing cannot be easily forgiven! "
After saying this, he waved his hand, and the floating priesthood crystal flew out and landed on the body of an oracle outside the palace. The oracle's body suddenly flowed with light, and his entire temperament changed completely.
"Oracle Roderick Geerteng, as a pioneer aristocrat, you have been working tirelessly for the cause of human development all your life. You are the aristocrat who has opened up the largest territory from the wilderness in the past 500 years. Now I recognize your merit and grant you the 'development' priesthood. From today onwards, you are the God of Development of our Human God System! " With the majestic voice of the God of Light, the oracle — no, it should be said that the new God of Development — strode into the palace and half-knelt in front of him.
"I salute you, my Majesty!"
"Very good. Stand up." The God of Light raised his hand to let the God of Development stand up. "Don't think that your priesthood is meaningless just because there are fewer and fewer places to develop on the Main Plane. You must know that this world is infinitely vast, and there are countless other worlds outside of the Main Plane. I look forward to seeing you command people with wisdom, courage, and ambition to go to other worlds, to develop, to conquer, to spread the light of our human race to the distant frontier, and finally to transform them into our inherent territories since ancient times. "
He suddenly stood up, and his eyes shone brightly. His whole body emitted an incomparably powerful aura and unshakable confidence.
"Remember! We are destined to be the masters of this world! We will definitely be the masters of this world! "
The human gods and the oracles outside the palace all shouted together, and their auras were high.
In this joyful and high-spirited atmosphere, the God of Knights, who had not been allowed to stand up, silently knelt on the ground. Like an old bug under the light, he seemed increasingly small, weak, and out of place.
After a while, the God of Light dismissed the meeting. Whether it was intentional or not, he did not mention the God of Knights at all. So when the gods left, many people looked at the God of Knights worriedly, worried that this old senior would have more trouble.
But the meeting was over, and they had to leave.
When all the gods had left, the God of Light walked down from his throne and sat on the ground in front of the God of Knights.
"Teacher, is this what you want?" he asked.
The God of Knights raised his head. The old visor covered his face, and his expression could not be seen.
"You … did very well … better than I thought."
"Is this something that a 'king' must do?" the God of Light continued to ask.
"Back then … you asked … this question." The God of Knights seemed to be laughing, but his laughter was so hoarse, and even intermittent, as if he was out of breath. "You are … a very good … king."
"I originally only wanted to be a knight to protect the country. Even after my revenge, I only wanted to be a mediocre king. I never thought of being the king of the gods."
"Someone … has to … do it," the God of Knights said. "You … did … very well …"
The God of Light was silent for a long time, and sighed deeply.
"Maybe you are right. Someone has to do it."
He put his hand on the shoulder of the God of Knights, and endless divine power flowed into the body that was so old that it was almost rotting. "Please hold on for a while … it won't be long."
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