Returning to the port city of Sivaran again, although it was only a short interval of five days, the whole city felt a little different, and the air was filled with a strong sense of tension.

The number of guards at the gates has doubled, and the entry and exit of goods is not as free as before, but needs to be checked by soldiers. As a result, there was a long queue at the gates of the city, and almost all that came to the ears were complaints. This scene reminds me of the traffic jam, although it has only been three or four months since I left the original world, but it feels like a lifetime apart, but in reality, it is indeed two different lives. Traffic jams were the most devastating thing for me, and I never dreamed that one day I would miss traffic jams, but it was a bit dramatic to think about.

Judging by the current pace of the team, I'm afraid it's my turn in the evening. And according to the severity of this inspection, it is likely that I will be asked to take off my helmet, and if I can't fool myself at that time, I will have to force my way in in a high-profile manner.

Mentally ready to break in, I walked to the crowd a little depressed, but the situation after that was a little different from what I expected.

Almost everyone looked at me, no, the incarnation of light behind me, to be exact. If you listen closely, you will find that the original complaints have been replaced by chatters of surprise, admiration and fear.

It was a bit uncomfortable for me to be completely reduced to a supporting role under the light of Geous, but it was also something that could not be helped, after all, his appearance was so dazzling that even I couldn't help but admire him in my heart when I first met him.

After parting with Ballykaf and the Seven Eagles, I freed Geaus from the space box, thinking that since it was a light element, basking in the sun should be able to restore his strength.

In fact, after absorbing the energy of the sun, Geous's physical condition did improve a lot. It's just that with the recovery of his strength, there is also a headache, that is, the relationship between him and Marosas is completely incompatible, and there is always a sinister atmosphere of saber rattling between the two, if it weren't for me, I'm afraid it would have been fought to the death.

Therefore, I could not be alone, and I had to return to Sivaram with them, but considering that Marosas would cause a riot if he appeared in the city, I hid him from my shadow.

By the way, using Soul See, it was learned that Marosas's talent is assimilation, and it seems that it can transform weak-willed creatures into its own dark minions, but the number is capped at eight. And Geous's talent is light manipulation and thermal manipulation, which means that his magic power is close to infinite under the sun.

The crowd in front of us took the initiative to retreat to both sides as we moved forward, and some even knelt down directly with words, although it is not clear whether the people of this world have the concept of angels, but even if they do not see the body of Geous transformed by light, they will still feel the sacredness and majesty.

Even the guards at the gate were so surprised that they forgot to check it completely, and stood like a stone statue, and we swaggered into the city.

"Well, the cities of this country are different from what they used to be, they have become quite magnificent, has Basol become a powerful country?"

Geous looked around, full of surprise and pride as if he were looking at his long-lost child.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, as far as I know, the Duchy of Basol is only a small country in the human kingdom."

"Is that so, it seems that during the time that my generation has been underground, the whole world has changed dramatically."

"For me, the world has really changed dramatically."

I agreed with some emotion.

Just as Geous and I were standing at the gate of the city and chatting casually, we were already surrounded by a crowd of people, and everywhere there was "So, what is that?" Is it an angel of God? "It's the gods and their guards who have descended." "I'm so lucky to see such a sacred life." Words like that.

The gods and their guards? Are the guards talking about me? Are you blind? Just look at the temperament to know that I am the master! Even I don't think it's convincing.

"You're really popular."

I looked at Geaus with some loss.

A smug smile appeared on his face made of light.

"Humanity is still so kind and welcoming."

Then he spread his wings of light and flew into the air, and said in an extremely majestic tone: "Sons of the Duchy of Basol, my name is Geous, and I am the 'Founder' and the servant of the 'Green Sage' Lux, please uphold the faith of kindness, loyalty, and mutual assistance, and the heroic spirit of our lord will protect you!" ”

"Ge, Geouse? Is that the legendary Lord of Might? ”

"Why, how is it possible, isn't that the hero of a thousand years ago?"

"No, there can't be a mistake, that kind of posture is only deserved by legendary heroes."

"The country is finally going to be strong!"

If someone suddenly jumps out and says that he is a legendary hero, he will usually be questioned. But the surrounding doubts only lasted for a short time before they died down. The people seemed to accept this astonishing fact at once, and they all sang the praises of the prestige of Geous and bowed down, as evidenced by the magnificent appearance.

Appearance is justice!

This kind of iron rule is really common in any world.

If only I could be worshiped like this, it's all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred!

"Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter!"

In the midst of the overwhelming chants, I seemed to hear my name being called. I looked for prestige, and I saw Ranges waving at me on the roof not far away.

Nick's funeral must be about to begin, and it's time to say goodbye to him.

"Geous, let's go."

I whispered to Geaus, who was receiving the worship.

"Yes, Master Carter."

Geous descended slowly, and the crowd respectfully made way for us.

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"Ahh

The girl with short green shoulder-length hair was lying on the railing of the dock, and said in an extremely weak voice, with many pointed ears longer than humans, indicating that her race was not human but elves.

There is a tall man standing next to the girl, the muscles of the body have been exercised to just the right extent, it looks quite strong, but it does not give people an exaggerated sense of developed limbs, if it is placed in modern society, it is undoubtedly the kind of perfect body that looks thin in clothes and has flesh in undressing. And the man's appearance is also very handsome, with short and refined black hair, with a sharp gaze, he looks very attractive, but the only drawback is his back. The man appeared to have a very severe hunchback, and the clothes on his back protruded high.

"Hmph, it's just seasickness, get me up."

Without showing the slightest affection for the weak girl in front of him, the man named Smov said impatiently.

"Ah, don't, people are still very uncomfortable, they can't walk at all, or you can carry me."

The girl lifted her somewhat pale cheek and looked at Smof expectantly.

"Hey."

Smov sighed heavily, and when anyone thought he would reach out to help the girl, he unexpectedly threw a kick at the girl, and the powerful kick split the sea under the pier, but the girl who was lying on the railing and was dying appeared behind Smof as if teleporting, and she pressed a short knife full of runes against Smof's throat.

The surrounding pedestrians looked at the strange combination with wary eyes, and they all quickened their pace.

"Looks like you've recovered, Isafiel."

Although his throat would be slit with the slightest swipe of the short knife on his neck, Smof's tone was surprisingly calm.

"It's really boring, can't you have a sense of humor, and if you cooperate with me a little bit, maybe I'll consider dating you."

The short knife in the girl's hand vanished into thin air as soon as she opened her palm.

"You'd better spare me, I don't want to date an old woman like you."

Smuff touched his neck to make sure Isafir hadn't accidentally injured himself.

"Humph! Although 120 years old is a bit old for humans, I am still an extremely sought-after girl among elves. ”

Isafir retorted dissatisfiedly, using a special accent when saying the words "extremely sought-after".

"Let's go, we're not here to play in the mountains and rivers, we need to go and confirm whether Skeletron's information is true immediately."

"Okay, okay, what a workaholic, you're always such a serious person, but you won't find a girlfriend."

"I'm sorry for bothering you."

"Hey, hey, how is that girl over there, do you want to get to know her?"

"Can't you stop?"

"What, I'm good for you, it's really good to be kind."

The two men walked along the stone path of the docks, wearing necklaces around their necks that identified them as adventurers, and their colors were crimson.