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The days passed like this, and the people of the Holy Lance Kingdom seemed quite comfortable in this rare peaceful day, and the thriving kingdom finally began to slowly feed back to these low-level people who supported him from all aspects, although they could not become rich all at once, but there was an extra bread on the dinner plate, and the meat that could only be eaten once on a grand festival in the past began to slowly become commonplace, which made the poor feel that there was hope for their lives.

Not to mention the Far East, a province famous for its machinery, the current core city of the Far East, Red Leaf City, is a huge machinery processing factory, and the rest of the cities in the Far East Province continue to supply it with raw materials, and a cart of heavy and cheap fur, iron ore, and fish oil has become exquisite and expensive leather armor, weapons, and soap in exchange for a large amount of wealth for the Far East.

Now the slightly richer citizen families in Red Leaf City are no weaker than those noble families in remote places in terms of eating and drinking.

But no one knew that an undercurrent was surging.

Red Leaf Castle, the castle lord's mansion.

"Today is the Holy Water Festival of the Bitter Water Church, boss, won't you go to it?"

The goblin, who rarely crawled out of his shipbuilding den, asked.

After nearly five years of development, the Bitter Water Church has lived up to expectations and successfully become the state religion of the Holy Spear Church, and in this form, even the Dawn Church, which was originally allowed to stay in the royal capital, was overwhelmed.

Although Bert and Morey secretly resisted, they still couldn't stop this panicked trend, but fortunately, the Bitter Water Church had not touched the idea of imperial power over the years, which made them breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's a carnival of the believers of the Bitter Water Church, what am I going to count?"

Morey said angrily.

Although the Wojin Church was expelled, he was also a believer in Waukin, and what was it to stand up for the Bitter Water Church at the Holy Water Festival.

"It is said that this time people are rich enough to use holy water as a fountain, boss, don't you plan to go and see it?"

Goblins quipped.

In recent years, although Red Leaf City has become a well-known and wealthy city on the mainland, it is still impossible to use holy water as a fountain.

It's a pity that Morey was slapped in the face the next day.

"Ahem, the bishop said that he was willing to donate enough holy water to Momiji City every year......

Looking at his boss's repeated explanations, the goblin nodded understandingly.

His own boss is quite reserved, if someone drags a medium-sized chamber of commerce convoy of high-purity holy water to his door overnight, let alone blowing some cold wind here to stand on the platform, it doesn't matter if he strips naked and dances!

Don't look at the Bitter Water Church's production of holy water for God's even reasons, but the holy water market on Arthur's continent is very large, even if they are allowed to sell it, the holy water of the Holy Water Church is like pouring on the dry and cracked earth, and it will disappear without even a little wet mark.

"Lord Baron, I wonder if there will be time for our holy land festival next month?"

The bishop of the Far East was naturally not crazy and gave away the holy water worth at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and it was not until this moment that the ultimate goal was revealed.

Seeing that Morey was a little hesitant, the bishop then persuaded:

"His Majesty will come with you, and it's business as usual!"

Thinking of the benefits he had received from the last festival, Morey couldn't help but nod.

"Then trouble the Bishop!"

Thanks to the development of the past few years, the original small valley has been renewed.

Naturally, no one dared to touch the small pool where the Lord of the Bitter Water had revealed his miracles, but the things around him had taken on a new look.

The hill pack was still the same as the mountain bag, but the low bushes and weeds had been cleared, and shimmering moss, stinging snake vines, and the valuable new magic plants of the Far East were all over the valley as if they didn't need money.

accidentally kicked a stone, and actually made a crisp sound like the sound of a piano in the rush and jumping, and that touch of golden light almost blinded Morey's eyes, making him indignant and scolded in his heart.

"Big dog! So rich! Do you want to use the pure gold ore as a gravel paving!! ”

It's still the same festival as it was five years ago, and everything seems to be in good shape, except that the offerings as a whole have been raised to a higher level......

Looking at Bert, who came out of the crowd, Morey couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

When he came, Bert didn't tell him that he was going to go to the festival in person.

Bert, who was slowly walking towards the altar, seemed to feel Morey's concerned gaze, he turned back and gave Morey a reassuring smile, and then walked up to the altar without looking back.

The huge source stone sank into the pond with a pop, even though the altar was much higher than the pond, and the weight of the unsightly source stone in Bert's hand was definitely not light, but it still only made a few splashes, and disappeared after making a dull pop.

The pond rippled and subsided for a long time.

Then a holy light that was much thicker than the previous believer's sacrifice enveloped Bert's body.

Morey couldn't help but nod when he saw this scene, although Bert's source stone ore was rare, there were still a few sacrifices on top of it by the previous believers, and this situation seemed to be intentional by the Lord of Bitter Water.

Bits of light seeped into Bert's body, and some of the black gas was expelled from his pores.

This made Morey stunned again, the Holy Light Refining Body to eliminate the dark wounds in the body and improve the physique is naturally a common ability of the Holy Light Blessing, although precious but not unusual, but Bert is now a legendary rune swordsman, as early as the moment he entered the legend, his body has been refined, and it can be said that it has reached the level of perfection.

Now the Lord of Bitter Water can still continue to improve Bert's potential, such an ability......

Unfortunately, before Morey could rejoice for his friend, there was an amazing change on the field.

Instead of being evolved by the Holy Light, a stream of black qi was expelled from the body, but instead transformed into a huge head that wantonly devoured the Holy Light.

"Demons! This is blasphemy! ”

"Blasphemer, kill him!!"

For some reason, Morey immediately thought of the bloodstone on the ancient altar of that frozen world.

"It's not going to be ...... then"

Unable to allow Moredo to think, looking at the crowd of people who were about to correct Bert on the spot, Morey came to Bert's side in a flash, and pulled Bert, who was still a little sluggish, to jump into the portal he released.

It's also a shame that Morey's spatial spells are profound now, otherwise how could he spread out the portal like an unfolding scroll so easily.

"Don't let them run!"

Nasnir's cold voice was clearly audible in the chaotic scene, and then an unusual disturbance came, and the already formed portal suddenly shrank to a third of its size.

Before Morey could reinfuse the mana to open the portal, an invisible chain had firmly bound him and Bert.

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