"First of all, let me remind you that this isn't a game. If your soul descends and dies there, in most cases, that means you're truly dead."
That day, when he first met Rorschach, Godfrey seriously reminded him of the things that he needed to pay attention to.
Roland was lying in a warm pool of golden water filled with mystical arcane energy. Shepherds were singing holy hymns to the sound of the organ. Golden magic circles were forming on the surface of the water. Everything seemed so holy.
Even though he was indoors, the ancient tree above his head took up most of the ceiling and walls of the Holy Church. Its branches were sprinkling down bits of sunlight.
That wasn't an illusion. When the golden light fell into the pool, it instantly dissolved. The roots of the Holy Tree wrapped around Rorschach's body and began to touch him.
At this moment, Rorschach was able to confirm that certain rumors were true as he looked at this technology that was obviously leaning towards a certain side.
"I heard that the Game Church's backer is the Nature Gods …"
"Those are all rumors … It's just that our God is the wood spirits, and the Nature God just happens to be the wood spirits' creator as well as their race's God. That's why we're able to obtain some internal resources and support at a relatively low price."
Rorschach slowly nodded. This was something that could only be understood through words. That was enough for him.
Lying in the warm pool of water, Rorschach could feel the wooden tentacles slowly touching his body. Closing his eyes, Rorschach could sense that he had established a connection with a certain existence in the void.
This familiar feeling was definitely Lori.
"So, the Gods are such existences. She exists here, but also doesn't. She's alive, but in a personal sense, she's already dead …"
High-ranked Bishop Godfrey … Only now did Rorschach know that although he appeared young, he was actually one of the highest-ranked members of the Game Church. His true identity was a mystery.
At this moment, the Archbishop was still nagging Rorschach about various things that he needed to pay attention to.
"Although I personally feel that it's unnecessary, as a procedure, I still need to confirm the nonsense again. Rorschach L. Harloys, are you willing to become my Lord's warrior to fight against the Ansorenne? Please answer carefully. If you decide to break the contract without permission, you will be rejected by the Gods and viewed as an enemy by the entire Aishi."
"Of course, I'm sure."
Both of them knew that this was just nonsense, but words were indeed magical. With the confirmation of the promise, an invisible but qualitative contract was formed.
A palm-sized symbol appeared on Rorschach's right shoulder. It was the golden sacred emblem of the Lord of Games.
Looking at him, Rorschach instantly understood the true meaning of the contract. It was a mark of loyalty that only his own god, the God of Games, could erase, and he would be completely on board from now on.
Rorschach, who came from a modern society, had no concept of loyalty at all. If it were other gods, he would probably feel a lot of disgust, but if it was for his family, he would fight for them. The situation was completely different …
Just as Rorschach was deep in thought, Godfrey came over with a towel and got used to Rorschach.
"… Aren't we going to hold that otherworld summoning ritual now?"
"It won't be that easy. We still need to link and adjust it a few more times. It's easy to cause accidents if we try too hard to speed things up. But don't worry, most of the Church's resources have already been invested in it, and all other work has been stopped. We'll do one more test today, and everything should be done by the afternoon. "
The other priests and priests were busy, and Rorschach couldn't help. Standing there would only be a hindrance.
And so, he put on his cape and held a hot coffee cup as he went upstairs to wait for the next adjustment.
Magazines, gaming magazines, game consoles, batteries, and even the tiles on the floor were game characters … Or should I say, as expected of the Game Church.
Still, this was a good thing. At least waiting wouldn't be too boring.
And just as Rorschach was engrossed in his game, an uninvited guest came knocking on his door.
"Oh my, I was wondering who it was that was so amazing, skipping over so many potential candidates and directly becoming a God's Chosen. What a beautiful young master."
Rorschach turned around and saw the person who opened the door for him. It was a blue-haired young man who didn't even try to hide his evil intentions.
Beautiful is an important word? Was he mocking Rorschach for not obtaining the right to become a God's Chosen through normal means?
The stranger at the door had blue hair and brown eyes. He had a tall nose and an exceedingly handsome face. However, the mocking smile on his face was rather annoying.
He appeared to be around 20 years old, but no matter if it was his neatly combed curly hair, enchanted black formal attire, or the thin silver sword at his waist, it was obvious that he was of noble birth.
"Heh heh, I heard that the new descender is the older brother of a God. In this day and age, having a special family member is much more important than having power."
This was an obvious provocation. He was just short of directly saying that Rorschach got in through the back door.
If Rorschach was the main character of a typical Qidian novel, he would have smiled evilly and jumped up to slap the provocateur's knee … Cough, I meant to challenge him to a duel and slap him in the face in public.
If Rorschach was the main character of a typical story, the so-called ordinary person would have also tried to explain himself in an attempt to resolve this mysterious hostility.
If Rorschach was the main character of some special female-oriented story, this would be the moment of fate where the two of them looked at each other and fell in love … Sorry, as an ordinary person, I can't continue making up stories.
But the current Rorschach …
"Ah, I almost crashed into him and wasted 4 seconds. I don't think I have any hope of breaking the record this time."
Ignoring the provocation, Rorschach turned his attention back to the racing game in his hand.
"You!"
Being ignored was a form of humiliation. The blue-haired young man was so angry that he glared at Rorschach and almost drew his sword.
However, Rorschach didn't even turn around to look at him as he focused on his racing game.
The angry young man hesitated. It was one thing to provoke Rorschach verbally, but it was another thing to attack him. In the end, he could only slam the door to vent his anger and hurriedly leave.
After he left, Rorschach suddenly lifted his head.
"Old Brother Godfrey, why didn't you stop him when he came? Is it really alright to just watch the show while being invisible?"
Right after he said that, another person suddenly appeared in the room.
"Ha, I just came to inform you that the next test will be in half an hour. You can go to the cafeteria to eat something first. I didn't expect to crash into him. Due to certain reasons, it'll be even more awkward if I'm there. Little Rorschach, won't you blame me? "
"Of course not, you old fox."
From a certain standpoint, Rorschach had been tricked by this smiling "young man" into joining him. Although Rorschach didn't hate Rorschach after learning the truth, he still felt quite annoyed at being tricked.
"… This place is somewhat different from what I imagined the Church to be."
"That depends on how you view the Church and the Gods. However, we're new members who haven't even reached adulthood for two years, so we indeed lack authority. After all, it takes time to accumulate authority … You can treat us as a newly established company. We're working hard for the benefit of the whole, as well as for everyone's hard work."
It would seem that Godfrey knew quite a lot. He even knew about Earth.
"Then, who is he? Forget it, there's no need to say anything. I've already guessed it. He's the so-called descender that I forced out of the Church? "
"You're so wise."
Godfrey smiled like a fox that had successfully stolen a chicken. He didn't seem professional at all, but his royal knight salute seemed strangely familiar.
Rorschach fell silent for a moment before he asked another question.
"Is this Church's Church very valuable?"
"Very, very valuable. Although the risk is great, the benefits are also great. Many powerful individuals have joined us for the sake of obtaining this Church's Church's Church. After all, the competition between the major Churches is even fiercer. Our new Church only has a dozen or so descenders. Even though our Lord has someone helping him, he still only has two Church's Church members this season. One has already been used, and the other … "
"… Was originally his Church member?"
"Yep. Although he's a bit impatient, Hermit is an excellent rapier warrior. He's talented in close combat. He's already completed most of the contract and training. Our Lord was originally looking forward to seeing what he could do there. "
The room fell silent. Half a minute later, Godfrey silently disappeared, and Rorschach continued playing his game.
When it was about time, Rorschach turned off his game console and prepared to go downstairs to adjust his game. However, he saw that Godfrey was downstairs teaching someone else swordsmanship.
And so, Rorschach smiled and ran over while wearing a towel.
"Hey, are you Hermit?"
A voice suddenly sounded behind him. The blue-haired youth was startled and his hand trembled, almost stabbing his sword into Hermit's face.
"You … What are you doing? I … I'm not afraid of you telling on me, nor am I afraid of any unfair treatment. At most, I'll just go to another Church. "
No, you've already thought this far, yet your feet are still trembling. You're obviously afraid.
It would seem that you've finally realized the consequences after your brash courage faded.
"Even a newcomer like me can expose such an obvious lie. You shouldn't be able to change Churches without God's permission. In that case, can I ask her to make you a Candidate for the rest of your life?"
At this moment, Rorschach experienced what it meant to instantly despair and age 10 years in a second.
Hermit's rapier fell to the ground with a crisp sound. His master, who originally valued this rapier, didn't even notice. He could only open his mouth wide and point at Rorschach in disbelief.
"You, you don't dare …"
"Of course I dare, but I won't do it. After all, I …"
Hermit revealed a shy smile. The setting sun shone on the window behind him. Hermit stepped on the twilight with only a towel draped over his shoulders.
This scene made Hermit seem as pure as an angel under the sunlight.
"… I know that you hate me, but I actually quite like you."
The youth's pure friendliness was similar to that of a god … the identical appearance made this scene seem even more sacred in the eyes of the clergymen in the chapel.
"What, what, what, what, what?"
Hermit was the only one who was shocked to the point of retreating. His facial features were almost scrunched up in shock.
"Don't think that I'm spouting nonsense. You'll know in the future that I never lie. I only speak the truth. I really like you a lot … "
Hermit was completely at a loss for what to do, and Hermit smiled even more brightly.
"… After all, there are far too few simple-minded idiots like you. You already know that I'm a second-generation descendant who got in through the back door. You know that I used unorthodox methods to get to my position, yet you still dare to provoke me directly. Aren't you afraid that I'll make things difficult for you? Haven't you considered that with my status, I'm the one who went to Ansorenne first, it's highly likely that I'll become your direct superior? "
"Oh, no, you should have thought about it before. You still impulsively came looking for trouble with me. Ah, of course I'd like such a simple-minded subordinate. As long as I treat him slightly better, I won't have to worry about him hiding a dagger behind his smile and stabbing me in the back. Yep, you're not bad, young man. You're reckless and have a bright future ahead of you. In the future, I'll try my best to make you my direct subordinate. Just wait for me to make things difficult for you. "
Hermit pulled on his white towel and laughed as he ran towards his next target. But suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something as he stopped and turned around.
"Right, I'm personally a bit of a clean freak when it comes to fake things … So, if you really become my subordinate, can you not wear those three-centimeter tall shoes?"
Instantly, everyone looked towards Hermit's … feet. He howled in despair and finally curled up into a ball for real.
Rorschach, who had vented his displeasure at being provoked, hummed a song as he headed towards the Holy Church. Meanwhile, Gordolov was waiting at the entrance with a smile.
The two of them smiled as they walked past each other, but their words were somewhat discordant.
"Right, that simple-minded idiot probably won't try to cause trouble for me of his own accord. Find out who instigated this. If it's not that important, then make them disappear."
"Relax. Just five minutes ago, an unlucky Seventh Cadet and Hermit's servant that he bribed lost their footing and drowned. How pitiful. "
"… You're so evil. I hate you."
Hermit muttered as he entered the Holy Church.
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