When Marshal Ophra's voice trailed off, everyone was shocked. The whole living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Becky was stunned for more than ten seconds. She was in the stage of rebuilding her faith and temporarily refused to believe in reality. It was not until Lily patted the mercenary girl on the back with her tail that Becky jumped up. "That's it?! You are … Oh yes, I know. What happened back then must be a secret. You don't want to talk about it … "
"That's true." Ophra smiled and nodded. "I know what people say. There have been all kinds of versions over the past few hundred years. At first, I cared about it, but now I don't care about those bards. But in fact, it was very simple when I teamed up with Geddon. When I was an adventurer in the Lawless Land, I met Geddon by accident. He was not good at fighting, but he had sharp eyes. He could tell that I was good at kung fu. Then he said, 'Help me conquer my territory. I have some brothers, and I'll let you be their boss. I'll give you 20 Eagle Shield gold coins a month.' I thought about it and said, 'That's a good job.' Then I became the commander. But I didn't expect that he had more than 200,000 brothers. If I had known, I would have asked for more. "
Hao Ren covered his face with his hand and did not comment. He finally knew why Ophra said that seeing Becky reminded him of his time as an adventurer. Becky, on the other hand, continued to look like her faith was collapsing. After a while, she said, "And the promise of 400 years …"
"I made a deal with Geddon III. As long as I got a stable salary, I would stay here," Ophra smiled. "Of course, this was what I said at the beginning. Later, the country was stable, and I became a marshal. Staying in this country became a responsibility and … a feeling."
Ophra glanced at Becky. "But in the beginning, I did agree to join because of Geddon's high salary."
Becky covered her head. "I feel like my faith is collapsing. I need to rest."
Ophra seemed to find the reaction of the rash mercenary very interesting. She smiled and looked at her for a while before suddenly asking, "Becky, you are now a hero. The Vatican spared no effort to promote you as a legendary mercenary who died heroically in the Beinz diocese."
"Oh, I know." Becky looked up, not knowing why Ophra suddenly brought it up. "It doesn't sound real."
Ophra pointed at Hao Ren. "Then why did you first follow the foreigners on their journey to Dragonspine Ridge?"
"For the bonus," Becky said matter-of-factly. "If I accidentally find the bead, I'll be rich!"
Ophra shrugged. "In the future, your admirers and bards will make up a few stories for you that you won't even believe. They will say that you are inspired by the Goddess, for love, for honor, guided by the prophet, to kill the devil, and to save the world. But the real reason you embark on this journey is because of the bounty offered by the Vatican. So, don't believe what the bards say. They can make up anything to attract attention. Most of the heroes who save the world in their first battle are really just trying to make a living. "
Becky nodded thoughtfully. Ophra looked at the girl, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Of course, it's the first time I've seen a hero who is still only thinking about the paycheck after saving the world... Your purpose is really simple."
Nangong Wuyue snorted. "That's all she's got."
They had tea in Ophra's mansion. The banquet prepared by the palace would not start until the evening, so they rested in their respective rooms until evening. It was not until sunset that a royal knight in gorgeous armor came to the marshal's residence. Ophra called everyone up.
"Mhoren, that is, the King of Holletta, has set up a banquet in the palace to welcome you. The Pope will also be there. These two are guys who rarely show their faces." On the way to the palace, Ophra introduced the meeting in the carriage. "This is a secret meeting. The banquet will not be very big, mainly to discuss things. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I have reported everything that happened in Dragonspine Ridge to them... Well, of course, everything that I know. In the two months that you have been away, the Pope and His Majesty the King have had several intense discussions. Finally, they have decided to give up some stubborn ideas and open up all the information about the Disciples of Glory and the legend of the Goddess to you foreigners. But there is one condition: you cannot shake the foundation of this kingdom, and do not leak this information to the people. "
"We have no reason to do so," Vivian nodded. "Visitors from the sky like us are the safest for you, because all the worldly interests of your world have nothing to do with us. We only need to think about how to deal with the First Born."
"It is because of this that the two of them can make up their minds." Ophra sighed. "These two troublesome guys... They are not old, but they are stubborn. I have been trying to persuade them for more than half a month."
Hao Ren could not help but roll his eyes when he heard Ophra's old-fashioned tone. He then looked at Vivian and thought to himself, there is someone more qualified than you to say this: in front of Vivian, who in this carriage is considered old...
Vivian bared her teeth at Hao Ren. "Why are you looking at me? I am still young! "
The carriage drove past the high walls of the palace. Nangong Sanba looked at the magnificent and exotic architectural landscape outside and clicked his tongue in amazement. This was the first time he had seen such a majestic royal building driven by magic power. It was something that could only be seen in a place where imperial power was supreme. Although extravagant, it was truly stunning. He looked back at Hao Ren and nodded solemnly. "I have decided. I will join you no matter what. This is too f * cking interesting."
Hao Ren squinted and lay on the soft back of the chair. "As if you can still quit now."
Nangong Wuyue twitched her mouth. "You won't find it interesting when you go to war with us."
Finally, under the supervision of a group of bodyguards, this group of country bumpkins (at least Becky and Nangong Sanba were country bumpkins) walked through a long corridor and a magnificent long hall. They walked for a long time under the gaze of the statues of the kings of Holletta and a group of historical figures. Finally, they were taken to a large, gorgeous room.
As Ophra said, this was a small, secret meeting. It was not luxurious, but it was of unprecedented value.
There was a long table in the room, and there were a few old men and women sitting at the table, as well as some ministers with serious expressions. There were only five or six ministers who were qualified to participate in this secret meeting and could arrive at the palace in time. The rest were either not qualified to know too much, or were too far away to make it.
Every time Hao Ren and the others appeared, it was almost like they had descended from the sky. The king and the ministers were a little at a loss. They were used to arranging everything according to strict rules, including meeting foreign envoys and domestic lords. Obviously, this group of people from beyond the sky did not follow international law and the habits of the ministers. They could only prepare so much in a hurry.
After the guests appeared, the bigwigs at the table got up and nodded in a reserved manner. Ophra pointed at them and introduced them one by one. "The King of Holletta, His Majesty Mhoren, one of the smartest kings in the world. The Pope of the Disciples of Glory, the highest representative of theocracy, one of the most prestigious people in the world, Prince Hoffman. He is responsible for assessing the influence of the First Born and how to deal with unexpected disasters. Also, there is Cardinal Orben. He sent people to guard the entrances of the other two sacred caverns. The last two First Borns are under his supervision. "
Ophra introduced a circle of people, but Hao Ren felt that he did not need to remember too many of them. He was not here to get close to the bigwigs.
He only remembered the characteristics of a few important people: King Mhoren was a grey-haired, slightly hunchbacked old man. Judging from his temperament, he looked very kind. If not for his luxurious robes, it would have been difficult to associate him with the king. The Pope was a spirited old man with white hair and beard, wearing a purple and gold robe. He was expressionless and often looked like he was in deep thought. Prince Hoffman was a slightly plump middle-aged man, a little balding. The cardinal was a bald middle-aged man. He was the most special. His skin was tattooed with scriptures and mysterious religious symbols. These symbols even spread to his face, which made the cardinal look a little scary. He had a serious attitude and an unapproachable atmosphere around him. After Hao Ren and the others entered the door, he had been curiously looking at them.
Vivian's attitude was similar to Hao Ren's. She had no feelings for these big shots. The big shots she had met in the past were much more brilliant than these people. She had talked and laughed with them, and in the end, she had even kicked many of them into the moat.
She was nervous. Most of the people standing in front of her were people she had heard since she was a child. Before today, she had only mentioned their names when she was bragging to people in the tavern. But now, these bigwigs were standing in front of her, smiling and nodding at her. The poor mercenary girl was sweating profusely. She pinched her waist hard and said, "I'm not dreaming, right? Ugh, it's a dream. I don't feel anything."
Lily jumped up and said, "Why are you pinching my tail!"
Vivian put her hand on her forehead and sighed. "I knew it."
(Let's continue to recommend shipgirl novels. This time, it's a new seedling novel, "Bright Ship in the Deep". As the saying goes, the country is full of that... Everyone, go and support it.)
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