Apotheosized?
Kieran took a sip of the fish soup without saying anything.
According to the power level of the big city, Kieran was at the level of a first generation divine descendant but the Gods in this dungeon world seemed a little different.
Recalling Lady Wealth's power, the doubts in Kieran's heart grew.
Lady Wealth's power didn't even reach the level of a God.
Yet, she had some special traits that only a God could have.
No doubt the Gods in this dungeon world were different from the Gods that Kieran knew.
As for why?
There were too few clues, Kieran couldn't figure it out.
Looking at how quiet Kieran was, the archpriest obviously had some misunderstandings.
After all, he had learned from the mistakes of the past.
It was too natural for such a misunderstanding to occur.
300 years ago, when the Devourer appeared, a bunch of Gods emerged.
300 years later, the Devourer appeared again and a new God appeared. What was so strange about that?
"Your Majesty."
The archpriest stood up and knelt down before Kieran in the most solemn manner, calling out loudly.
The surrounding people who had been paying attention to this scene were stunned for a moment before they all followed the old priest's example and knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty."
A sonorous voice broke the silence of the night.
It also pulled back Kieran's thoughts.
Kieran didn't explain further when he felt the fire in his mind getting more excited.
Sometimes, a beautiful misunderstanding was much easier to accept than the cruel reality.
"Em."
Kieran nodded and took another sip of the soup.
The ingredients were fine.
It was just that his cooking skills were a little lacking.
Of course, none of the cooking skills that Kieran had seen before could compare to Starbeck.
…
Back at Arya Outpost, Atrina was talking to Nelson softly.
"Lord priest, just as you expected, those bastards sent out their envoys one after another and the infighting is endless.
Until now, they are still arguing about who should be the first rider of the group. Based on the report from the scouts, they are about to start a duel for the position.
What a bunch of … ignorant bastards. "
The Outpost Master thought about it for a moment before giving those guys an extremely loyal evaluation.
"The whole of Yort Fields is too fertile. Their fight is more like a child's game."
If it wasn't for the contract 300 years ago, the whole of Yort Fields would have become Naveya's territory.
Atrina showed a disdainful expression when she mentioned the Yort Fields.
As someone who once wanted to become a priest, there were too many things to learn. Not only did he need to learn etiquette and miscellaneous things, but he also needed to learn the history of the temple.
Therefore, Atrina understood the actions of the dozens of lords in Yort Fields too well.
If anything happened, he could ask for Naveya's help.
When he was free, he would spy on Naveya City.
Idiots, overestimating themselves, and so on could all be used to describe these people.
Don't worry, I don't mean to insult you.
Because that was the truth.
Furthermore …
It was even unacceptable.
Just like this time, the scattered monsters that managed to sneak into Yort Fields shocked everyone in Yort Fields.
But after that?
The dispatch of troops was slow, the blame was pushed to each other and none of them were willing to shoulder the responsibility.
In the end, they paid a price that was a few times more than expected to wipe out the monsters.
After that?
The emissaries that they sent out were even more complicated. For a so-called first in name, they even wanted to have a duel.
However, this group of people probably didn't even understand the meaning of a 'duel', right?
Slashing with wooden swords and blades.
Screaming in pain when they were hit.
"Hmph."
Atrina couldn't help but coldly grunt when she imagined the scene. She had been with Kieran for a long time, she really couldn't accept this kind of sissy behavior.
However, she didn't mind what these sissy men brought.
"We need to raise our price.
"Double the amount of rations and weapons from the original amount."
And … "
"I need them to send men over to help us build another outer wall."
Atrina said slowly.
Of course, Atrina didn't voice out her true thoughts: she wouldn't return the men who came to build the outer wall.
That was because she knew very well that only with a larger population could the person in power be guaranteed their position.
In a certain aspect, population was even more important than land. Without population to guarantee a position, it was unrealistic.
"I'm sure Ryan will be happy when he sees Arya Outpost getting a dozen times more population.
By then, Arya Outpost won't just be an outpost anymore, but a new city. Maybe it will even replace Naveya in the future.
"When that time comes …"
Atrina imagined the future, her hands under her sleeves shaking uncontrollably.
She was very excited.
However, she also understood that all of this was based on one person: Ryan!
Without Ryan, Arya Outpost couldn't become Arya City.
However, Atrina was confident that Ryan would agree with what she did.
Although she didn't have solid proof, the adorable Atrina had a feeling that Ryan's goal wasn't just the position of the archpriest of the temple.
After all, the temple had already been destroyed.
Logically speaking, Ryan should have retreated in the face of danger.
But the truth?
Ryan didn't just stay behind against the Devourer, he continued to fight — with the identity that the public expected.
It was normal in other people's eyes.
However, as Ryan's collaborator, Atrina had some speculations in her mind.
It was because of her speculations that she fell in love with Ryan even more.
How could she not be infatuated with a powerful and ambitious man?
Men should conquer the world.
Women were supposed to conquer men and gain the world.
With such thoughts in her mind, Atrina's love for Kieran was beyond redemption.
However, her infatuation and hopelessness would only appear in front of that man.
In front of others?
Atrina maintained her dignity as a priestess.
"Build another outer city?"
Will they agree to it? "
Outpost Master was stunned, looking at the priestess with slight hesitation.
Nelson didn't refute.
As a priest of Thorn Temple, he wouldn't go against a priest's words.
But at the same time, he wouldn't ignore the question.
The former was the instinct of a believer and the latter was the instinct of a Knight.
"Believe me, they will.
And … "
"They will fight to agree to our terms."
Atrina said confidently.
As soon as the priestess finished her words, the messenger's voice sounded from the outside.
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