Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  The God of Knights left.

  Surprisingly, He left without taking any action.

  Sui Xiong got a headache just thinking about it. He could not understand what His intentions were. He came to the outside of the Orc God System base camp, alone, rambling about a whole bunch of nonsense. In the end, he didn’t come to an agreement and left without fighting.

  “What was He here for exactly?” He could not help but ask.

  “How would I know!” Lefon snorted coldly. Unhappily he said, “This old iron-skin who cannot die came here all the way, talked some nonsense about ‘making peace a priority’, ‘humans and orcs should understand each other better,”strongmen should make more concessions so that the society can be stable……’ He must be old and confused!”

  Sui Xiong was frozen for a moment. Then he said, “Actually, what He said was not unreasonable.”

  “How can one extract reason from the words that came out of His mouth!” Lefon said fiercely. “Even if He’d said the sun is round, I would need to personally get over there to crosscheck it for three days and three nights before I could confirm it wasn’t square!”

  “You are f**king prejudiced!”

  “This is not prejudiced, it’s a precaution!” Lefon sighed deeply. His tight face gradually eased, but then his brows started to frown again. “Oscar, can you help me guess with your far-sighted vision why exactly was that bastard Wuther is letting this old thing mumble over here?”

  “I do not even know the God of Light……”

  “It’s a good thing not to know that bastard!” Lefon scowled. “If they say old iron-skin is a good man, then Wuther is 100% bastard! He likes to set up conspiracies and traps, to play with power, to kill off whole families…… Did you know back then when He was still mortal, he was a general who was stationed in the frontier? When the army from the other country attacked, he fled and the country was destroyed. Over 20 years later, he came back. He made a trap that killed at least 4,000 nobles and adventurers from that country. Then, with a hammer in one hand and a long blade in the other, he barricaded all four doors of the royal town, together with his four bastard subordinates. They killed everyone inside and out. They did not even miss the newborn babies or the old men who were almost out of breath……”

  “F**k! How can this still be considered Light?”

  “It means the Light of victory,” Lefon said. “If you want to speak of character, that fellow really cannot be saved. If you think us Orcs are violent, we are far behind. Compared to Him, we are neither fierce or violent!”

  Sui Xiong could sense deep fear in His words.

  The Gods of Orcs were definitely not good people. So anyone who could make them feel fear was likely even worse than Them.

  After he left the Boundless Open Field and came back to the Circle of Friends, he floated in the air as he frowned thoughtfully. He pondered what kind of character the God of Light was, exactly.

  At this time inside the Holy Kingdom of the Human God System, the “Country of Light,” the God of Light was sitting on His shiny golden throne. He was looking down on the God of Knights, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

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  “Astoril, you failed,” He said coldly.

  “Sorry, Your Highness. I am very sorry!”

  “I do not need apologies.” The God of Light’s tone was calm as if He were greeting a colleague who had a bad relationship with Him. “Dereliction of duty means you will be penalized.”

  He turned to look at the Human Gods on both sides of the palace. Then he looked at the oracles standing outside of the palace and considered for a while. “You have to hand over the ‘development’ clergy,” He said. “You do not deserve it now.”

  The Human Gods were surprised. Everyone looked at each other but did not dare to interrupt.

  The God of Light was a man who paid attention to order. A man who emphasized regulations. He never allowed anyone to object to His orders.

  The God of Knights was quiet for a while as He bowed His head. His body trembled severely.

  He was obviously in deep pain, but He did not say a word.

  After a while, a Clergy Crystal that had strains of blood wrapped around it floated out of His body and into the air. His already-old armor became even older. It looked as if it would completely crumble with just a few jumps.

  The God of Light stared at the piece of crystal, and then looked at the God of Knights. There was a trace of some complex and incomprehensible feeling that flashed over His face. He shut His eyes.

  “To everyone here, who do You think will be most suitable to inherit this clergy?” He asked calmly.

  The God of Aristocracy immediately stood up. “Your Highness, I think I am very suitable!”

  “Oh?” God of Light did not even open His eyes. “Why?”

  “In this world, development usually happens with newly named nobles at its core. Nobles are under my duties of clergy!” The tone of the God of Aristocracy reflected joy and desperation that were difficult to hide. All this time, He had been hoping to seize the clergy of the God of Knights. “Development” was the clergy He wanted most.

  The God of Light did not comment. Again He asked, “Who else has a suggestion?”

  The palace was silent for a moment before the God of Bards stood up. “Your Highness, I think there is no harm in reserving the clergy and temporarily allowing the God of Knights to continue executing His work. After all, He did well in the field of development. It would be good to let him keep charge of those affairs for now.”

  Upon hearing His words, there were quite a few Gods who secretly smiled.

  This idea was like saving the country in a long and different way. Even though the God of Knights had been stripped of this clergy, as long as He was still responsible for the development jobs He could still receive powers of belief and divine power continuously from the job. It was a comparably better outcome for a God like Him, who was stripped of His clergy.

  The corner of the God of Light’s mouth rose. He showed a cold smile. “Dixon, You are really getting smarter. How dare You play games with me?!”

  The God of Bards immediately acted stupidly. “Your Highness, I am only a fool, I always think of stupid ideas. If You feel this idea is not funny then disregard it……”

  The God of Light coldly smiled. “Stop faking! I know what you meant. But how could I stand here if there were no rules? How could I accomplish anything? The trip that Astoril made betrayed my major policies. If He brought back results, then I would let it go and consider His old qualifications. And yet, there was no result at all…… I cannot easily forgive this type of incident!”

  As he finished talking, He waved His arms outward and the Clergy Crystal that was floating in the air flew out. It landed on the body of an oracle standing outside of the palace. Bright light flowed through the body of that oracle. His imposing manner completely changed.

  “Oracle Roderick Geerteng, as a person who came from developing nobles, you have tirelessly worked all your life on the development business for mankind. You are the noble who has developed the largest territory inside our Desolation system within these five hundred years. Now I acknowledge your achievements and grant you the clergy of development. From today onwards, you are the God of Development for our Human Gods System!” With the majestic voice of the God of Light, the oracle–or rather, the newly appointed God of Development–strode towards the palace, and gave Him a half-kneeled salute.

  “I give my salutations to You, My Highness!”

  “Very well, stand up.” The God of Light raised His hands to allow the God of Development to stand up; then He said, “Do not think that your clergy does not have much meaning, just because the main plane has fewer places to develop. There are still unlimited worlds out there. I look forward to watching you lead human beings who have the wisdom, courage, and ambition to explore, conquer, and spread the light of humanity to the furthest frontiers of all different worlds. And finally, you will convert them into Our inherent territory, which we’ve held since ancient times.”

  He suddenly stood up and released bright rays of light from His eyes. His entire body emitted a powerful aura and unshakable confidence.

  “Remember! We are destined to be the masters between the sky and earth! We will become the masters of these tens of thousands of worlds!”

  The Human Gods and the oracles outside of the palace all cheered together. Spirits were high.

  Among all the joy, the God of Knights who had not been allowed to stand up was silently kneeling on the floor. He looked like an old insect under the bright light, appearing to be even tinier, more fragile, and more out of context than ever.

  After some time, the God of Light dismissed the meeting. He had not mentioned God of Knights at all. It was unclear if it was intentional or unintentional. Hence, when the Gods were leaving, quite a few of them looked at the God of Knights worriedly, concerned that the old senior would be in more trouble.

  But, the meeting had ended, and They had to leave.

  After all the Gods left, the God of Light walked down from his throne and sat on the floor in front of God of Knights.

  “Teacher, is this what You want?” He asked.

  The God of Knights raised His head, but the old armor covered His face. His expression could not be seen.

  “You have…… done very well…… even better…… than I have imagined……”

  “Is this what a ‘king’ must do?” the God of Light continued asking.

  “Last time…… you asked…… this question.” The God of Knights seemed like He was laughing, but His laughter was coarse and intermittent as if He could not catch His breath. “You are a…… very good…… king.”

  “I only wanted to be a knight who protected my country. Even after I finally took revenge, I only wanted to become an average king. I never thought of becoming King of the Gods.”

  “Someone…… must do…… the job,” the God of Knights said. “You…… are doing…… very well……”

  The God of Light was silent for a long time, then sighed deeply.

  “Maybe You are right. Someone must do this.”

  He laid His hand on the shoulder of God of Knights. Endless divine power flowed into that old body that was almost rotting. “Please hang in there for a bit more…… it won’t be long.”