"I know.
But it's rare.
At the end of the fiend era, humans and half-fiends slowly learned this special knowledge from the more moderate fiends. "
"However, even humans couldn't teach each other everything they knew."
"Let alone the fiends who had just experienced the fiend era."
"Besides …"
At this point, the old monk paused for a moment and did not continue.
Kieran didn't press the matter.
He knew this was a part of history.
Some fiends continued to call themselves fiends.
As for some demons, they became immortals.
Great Swamp was one of them.
Among the hundred Gods, more than 80% of them were like that.
As for the remaining 20%?
Half-fiends were the majority.
There were only a few humans who became Gods.
"Is there such a person in Rassho Temple?"
Kieran asked.
"Yes.
"Both Chen and I can make simple relics and basic potions."
The old monk nodded.
"Just simple?"
Kieran raised a brow.
The answer didn't match his expectations.
The reason why a faction with a long history could survive the erosion of time, other than the faction's own rules and regulations, was because of a systematic inheritance system.
Other than that, such a system of inheritance, other than the core part, would cover all aspects.
"Yes, because Rassho Temple is no longer the Rassho Temple that people know."
"During that battle, we didn't just need His Majesty Ai Little Jia's protection, we also lost our Smith Fiend and Lady Herb, plus many other inheritances."
"In fact, the current Rassho Temple is just an empty shell with the name 'Rassho Temple'."
The old monk said slowly.
His tone was calm, his face didn't show any special expression, as if he was talking about someone else.
"That battle?"
Kieran asked.
The old monk didn't answer, remaining silent.
"What about the Smith Fiend and Lady Herb?"
"They should be a general term right?"
"Can you contact them?"
Kieran wasn't one to get to the bottom of things. He respected the secrets of others, especially when the other party was still on his side.
"With Forest City's original scale, it's hard to support a Craftsman Fiend or a Lady Herb. Even if Your Majesty owns Leaf and Many cities, you can barely support one."
"Moreover, most of the current Craftsmen Fiends and Medicine Ladies have been recruited by other Majesties. It will be difficult for you to hire them directly."
"The only ones left are some hermit craftsmen and medicine girls."
"It's also very difficult to hire them."
"I can't promise you anything. I can only do my best."
The old monk said conservatively.
This conservative attitude made Kieran realize that he had been too simple-minded in the beginning.
Before starting any kind of plan, Kieran would subconsciously think it through thoroughly and try his best to make sure nothing went wrong. Relying on the city to manufacture items and potions was no exception.
Kieran had already mentally prepared himself. He knew that this wasn't an easy task, but the difficulty he was facing now was far beyond his imagination.
However, Kieran didn't give up on his plan.
He went into deep thought for a while before asking, "How many basic relics and potions can you and Chen produce per week?"
"Per week?"
"With my and Chen's capabilities, producing one per year is already considered lucky."
"I don't have any talent in this field."
"Chen is different, she has talent."
"If Your Majesty can nurture her properly, she might be able to produce two per year."
The old monk, who had been calm all this time, showed a bitter smile when he heard Kieran's question.
Chen is different?
Kieran thought about the girl who used Dawn Force as he listened to the old monk's words.
Because of her Dawn Force, she left a deep impression on Kieran.
However, Kieran never saw her again, not even in Rassho Temple.
Plus the old monk's words.
It seemed like …
"Protection?"
Kieran wondered in his heart.
Any faction would protect their own special talents, Rassho Temple was no exception, even though it had fallen.
If it was before, it would be hard for Kieran to meet the girl.
But now?
Following the change in her identity, the old monk started to recommend her even without Kieran's request.
"Chen is currently completing a stage of her training in a certain place."
"She will need around 3 to 4 weeks. When the time comes, she will return to Forest City with the remaining members of Rassho Temple — around 7 to 8 of them."
7 to 8 of them?
Kieran squinted his eyes.
The old monk didn't provide an exact number but it was enough to prove that the training wasn't safe.
But what could be absolutely safe?
Accidents could happen at any time, it was better to use the accumulation during normal times to deal with the unexpected.
Kieran agreed with the old monk's suggestion.
After all, he had to go through life and death situations in exchange for sufficient rewards.
"I'll be looking forward to it.
I'm also looking forward to you bringing me news about Smith Fiend or Lady Herb. "
Kieran said.
"I'll try my best."
The old monk put his palms together.
The discussion after that was about the safety and management of Forest City.
Kieran wouldn't point fingers at them.
In the end, he even summoned Ren and Mou, the two Fiend Exorcists, to represent the Funeral Society to discuss the management of Forest City with the old monk.
Kieran listened from the side throughout the discussion.
A moment before dawn, the crowd dispersed.
The whole plan was finalized, all that was left was to carry it out.
Naturally, the implementation of the plan had nothing to do with Kieran, it was Funeral Society and Rassho Temple who were in charge of it.
As for Kieran?
After tidying up his backpack, he was on his way back to Flame City.
The promise he made with Great Swamp wasn't just a contract between the two of them, it was also related to the main mission.
Of course, Kieran knew what was most important.
…
Outside Forest City, under the cover of the night.
A couple of ferocious figures gathered in the area.
They were whispering to each other.
"Are you sure the God of Forest City is dead?"
"Dead!"
"The Bird of Death has started a banquet!"
"Great!"
"Our chance is here!"
"Kill the Bird of Death and Forest City will be ours!"
The whispers turned into cheers after the words were uttered.
However, amid the cheers, their rationality didn't vanish, some of the fiends even voiced out their doubts.
"But the Bird of Death is able to kill the God of Forest City, he must be very powerful, even if we team up …"
"What are you afraid of?
We have the lord descendant of the Grand Fiend as our helper! "
The doubtful words were interrupted by one of the fiends.
The fiend then pointed at the road further away.
A monster the size of a rhinoceros was crawling beside a torn car, chewing on an innocent traveler.
Blood splattered everywhere, organs spilling everywhere.
Such a scene. From a commoner's point of view, it was extremely terrifying.
But from a fiend's point of view, it was a symbol of power.
Besides, the descendant of the Grand Fiend didn't mind displaying more of his power.
Therefore, when a lone traveler appeared at the end of the road, the man let out a furious roar and pounced on the lone traveler without a second thought.
Then …
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