Miramon, male, age a secret. He claimed to be young and promising, born in the Green Tooth Tribe of the Orc Empire. He was an excellent scout, good at all scout skills, including reconnaissance, stealth, tracking, shooting, and so on, except for close combat.
In addition, he was also a sincere gourmet. He believed in the weird theory that "food is the last grace given to mortals by God." In order to show his sincerity to food, he had taken great risks to sneak into the Void Mask amusement park several times to investigate. He had investigated hundreds of different kinds of food and made practical and reliable comments.
Later, in the process of Josh and Frostthorn killing the high-ranking priests of the Orc Empire, he, who was originally on the side of the hunters, resolutely gave up his belief in the God of Werewolves because of his sincerity towards food. He awakened as a half-orc, joined the Church of the Void Mask, and became a glorious priest.
During his time as a priest, the most important achievement was the publication of a periodical called "Milomon Reviews." It was published about every quarter, introducing all kinds of special delicacies on the continent. This periodical sold very well, not only in all countries on the Main Plane, but also in other planes. A dimensional traveler swore that he once witnessed a gigantic earth elemental that was as tall as a mountain reading a magically magnified version of the Miloman Dining Review with great interest.
As for Miramon himself … Contrary to what many people guessed, he was neither a gloomy assassin, nor a fat man with a big belly, nor an experienced man who stroked his mustache and smiled. He was short and well-proportioned, but a little round-headed. For some reason, he was clearly a werewolf, but his fluffy hair and short tail made him look like a dog — a pet dog called a "Pomeranian."
Sui Xiong once asked him about this, but there was no conclusion. He also took his own blood and analyzed it with magic. The result was that he was 100% a purebred werewolf, absolutely not a pet dog.
Why would a purebred werewolf be like this? Only God knew.
The reason why Miramon left his beloved land of food and came to Baron Keane's territory as a priest was to break through to the legendary realm.
He was already a high-ranking scout. Over the years as a priest, his strength had been steadily increasing, and now he was close to the legendary realm.
Theoretically speaking, as long as he put some effort into the "gourmet" aspect, he could take the path of a clerical job and easily become a fake Legend. However, Miramon was a tough werewolf after all. If possible, he still hoped to make a breakthrough purely in the direction of martial arts and become a true Legendary Master.
This meant that he had to find a path that was suitable for himself. He pondered for a long time in the amusement park and finally felt that he probably needed to go out for a walk. It just so happened that the former chief priest of the Church of the Void Mask in Baron Keyen's territory had requested to return to the headquarters of the church. He wanted to adjust his domain power through learning and practice, so he simply applied to go out and handle both public and private affairs at the same time.
In Crick's eyes, this guy, who was a level 19 ranger, level 10 scout, and level 4 priest, was without a doubt the strongest person in Baron Keyen's territory. He also had 320 reputation points and 17 intelligence points, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to ask him if there was anything he needed help with.
He was a powerhouse who sold the F&B magazine to the earth element!
And the idea that Miramon gave him was also very reliable. If the super bumper harvest in Keyen's territory came from the gift of the Goddess of Harvest, then what about the heavy rain in the surrounding territories during the harvest season? Why did Lady Furoh value the territory of Keyen so much and treat it so harshly, even to a large area nearby?
Obviously, there was a problem!
In the Duchy of Thunder, the belief in the Goddess of Harvest had never been very strong. Thanks to the natural environment here, agriculture had developed well. As long as there were no special disasters, life could always be lived. Therefore, compared with the Goddess of Harvest, who lacked a sense of existence, some other gods were more valued by people.
For example … the God of South Wind.
In other places, this god did not even have the slightest sense of existence. But in the Duchy of Thunder, every time the south wind blew, it would be the wet rainy season. The rainy season would bring abundant rainfall and flourishing vitality, but it could also give birth to many disasters. Therefore, people here were very respectful of the God of South Wind and put him on the same level as the God of Rain and the God of River. Almost every city could see a joint temple that worshipped these three gods at the same time.
The Church of the Goddess of Harvest had always wanted to strengthen their belief in the Duchy of Thunder and had always been looking for opportunities. This time, the super bumper harvest in the territory of Keyen that was beyond a miracle was the opportunity they had been waiting for and looking for!
But as the saying goes, greed blinded wisdom. They only saw opportunities in their eyes, but did not see the crisis.
Yes, the territory of Keyen had a bumper harvest, a super bumper harvest. But the surrounding areas were unlucky this year, and they were about to suffer a disaster during the harvest season!
If the Church of the Goddess of Harvest did not jump out, everyone would only blame the God of Rain for being unkind. But this time, the Church of the Goddess of Harvest jumped out and claimed that the harvest in the territory of Keyen was due to the Goddess of Harvest …
Well, I don't know if everyone still remembers, more than a decade ago, because she failed to compete with the Goddess of Wealth for the belief of the famous commercial city of Garth City in the east of the mainland, the Goddess of Harvest once did a very crazy thing.
At that time, she made the areas around the two key areas of the Goddess of Wealth's belief on the mainland — the Commonwealth of Gold Coins and the Dhaka Business Alliance — have a bumper harvest, and these two areas had a bad harvest. As a result, a large-scale famine broke out, and many people died.
That incident was not too long ago, at least as long as someone mentioned it, everyone would be able to remember it.
Then, let's connect that incident with the current bumper harvest in the territory of Keyen and the disasters in the surrounding areas.
Oh, the Church of the Goddess of Harvest said that the super bumper harvest in the territory of Keyen was the blessing of Her Majesty the Goddess …
Damn! Didn't that mean that the bad luck in the surrounding areas was also the doing of the Goddess of Harvest?
Although Crick and the others knew that this was not the case at all, whether it was the bumper harvest in the territory of Keyen or the disasters in the surrounding areas, in fact, it had nothing to do with the Goddess of Harvest. But who asked the Church of the Goddess of Harvest to jump out on its own!
What? You said wronged? Wronged my ass!
Miramon's plan was secretly implemented. Rumors about what the Goddess of Harvest had done in the past were frequently mentioned in the nearby areas, and then some people helped the Church of the Goddess of Harvest vigorously publicize this "blessing" to the territory of Keyen.
What happened next had nothing to do with Crick.
He just delayed a little and did not contact the Church of the Goddess of Harvest through official channels for the time being. As for why the high priestess of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and more than a dozen clergymen under her command died in the wild, and their souls were imprisoned by magic, it really had nothing to do with him at all. It had nothing to do with anyone in the territory of Keyen.
The angry Goddess of Harvest even used her divine power to track down the culprit, but what she found was only a few lords who suffered from the disaster — there was no doubt that they did not believe in the Goddess of Harvest. They united and found someone to destroy the believers of the Goddess of Harvest who planned to come to Keyen to develop their business. There was no more information.
As for revenge on those lords? Hehe, did they really think that they did not have a backer behind them? They were all believers of the God of Aristocracy, and as everyone knew, the God of Aristocracy was currently the most popular new generation in the human god system. They could pull out a group of brothers to fight head-on at any time.
What was more frightening was that the God of Aristocracy herself was actually not a person who liked to fight head-on. She was better at conspiracies and assassinations.
At that time, she was just a mistress of the God of Royalty and Diplomacy. She relied on conspiracies to kill the God of Royalty and seize the priesthood.
To fight against such a ruthless person, the Goddess of Harvest really did not have that kind of confidence.
What's more, even if she had the confidence, even if she did it, so what?
It was nothing more than a beating. Her Majesty the Noble Maid (God of Aristocracy) could beat her up with only one hand. If she could hold on for more than ten minutes, she would be considered capable!
As for the confrontation between the churches, it was actually not realistic. The Church of the God of Aristocracy was powerful, and behind them were royal power and big nobles. In contrast, the influence of the Goddess of Harvest was mainly on the side of civilians and small nobles. When the secular forces of the two sides fought, the Goddess of Harvest was simply crushed.
So the matter was settled like this, and everyone was free from worry.
Crick's comment on this was: If people seek death, they will die. The bird that takes the lead will be shot.
Alas! How could these guys from the Church of the Goddess of Harvest not even understand the simple principle of "making a fortune quietly"? They should learn well in their next life!
However, he himself was not much happier. This problem had just been solved, and another problem arose.
Hearing the news of the great harvest of the Keane territory, His Majesty the Grand Duke sent an edict, asking him to pay special contributions to support the affected areas of the duchy.
When he received this order from the messenger of the Grand Duke and saw the edict, Crick's mood collapsed.
Damn it, this was too unscrupulous! This was daylight robbery!
Was there any law? Was there any rule? Was there any justice?
Unfortunately, for His Majesty the Grand Duke who held the highest power in the country, as long as the big nobles did not object, he was the law, he was the rule, he was the justice.
Crick was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He could not wait to pull out his sword and cut the messenger in half.
But in the end, he held back.
He asked the guards to "escort" the messenger, who was already pale with fear, back to rest. He tried to take a few deep breaths and said to Butler Leighton, who was equally angry, "Go find Master Damwade and ask him to use magic to contact the top of the territory and come as soon as possible. We need to have an emergency meeting to discuss what to do."
His voice was a little hoarse, and after a short paragraph, he could not help but cough violently.
This time, he coughed so hard that even his chest hurt.
Or perhaps, this pain did not actually come from coughing.
Butler Leighton looked at him worriedly, but was in no hurry to leave.
"Go." He forced a smile and waved his hand, letting the butler leave.
After the butler had gone far away, he coughed violently again. He could not help but clench his fists and slam them on the table.
"Dog! God! Damn! King! Eight! Bastard! "
The violent coughing was accompanied by a low growl, echoing in the reception room …
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