If the Caral people are inferior to the limit, then the Bansa people are arrogant to the limit.

They do have the ability to be proud. Strictly speaking, Bansar should be one of the countries that was founded thousands of years ago and still exists to this day, and has the most complete heritage.

Moreover, seventy percent of the gods such as Tyre and Sivir were born in Bansa. Even three percent of Bansa still have the blood of the gods in their veins.

They are undoubtedly a noble people. Even a quarter of the pure-blooded Bansa people still have bronze blood flowing in their bodies, and the royal family is a silver seed that has been passed down from generation to generation, and the bloodline has not been diluted to this day.

But from the perspective of people in other countries, the Bansa people seem to be a little too conservative and stereotyped.

To put it nicely, they act rigorously and orderly, respecting tradition; The bad thing to say is that they are conformist, rigid and stubborn, and refuse any change.

Their streets are much cleaner than Carral. The ground is beautifully paved with pebbles, and there is no garbage or excrement dumped on the ground, and the streets are lined with seasonal flowers.

It's a sight you won't see anywhere else. At the end of the day, this has something to do with Sivir.

When she was first called a god, she was known as the goddess of swords and flowers, and Bansa always had seasonal flowers blooming. As a sign of respect for Sivir, the flowers that bloom as a result of her miracles must be tended to, and no filth should be allowed to defile the sacred flowers. So from that time on, the status of the gardener in Bansar was quite high, and they could even enter the mansion of the nobles after asking for instructions, and even the nobles had to maintain respect for the gardener.

Although in the year 411 of the Gods calendar. Sivir, who had obtained the two priesthoods of [Victory] and [Battle], gave up [Flower], and even the same was true. The Bansa people have stubbornly maintained their traditions for four hundred years, and have become more and more natural and self-conscious over time.

In Bansa. Anyone who destroys the public environment is punishable by a fine and imprisonment of three days to half a month, while his name is posted on a bulletin board. For the Bansa people, whose face is even more important than their lives. This is far more uncomfortable than imprisonment – it can be said that fines and imprisonment are only for foreigners who are "unconscious".

It's different from Titan, who is much younger. The temples of Bansar have never changed their shape, and what they were a thousand years ago can be seen today, even the position of a cup and a saucer has not changed. In order to keep the temple from being too obtrusive, or to fit in with its surroundings, many of Bansar's buildings, especially those near the temple, tend to be unusually old—even if they don't fit their increasingly stereotyped aesthetics. And the closer you get to the temple, the more obvious it becomes. In some large cities, you can even see that the head and end of a street are completely two worlds.

Roland and Jeno and the gang walked through the streets like a time tunnel, but when they finally saw the simple but brilliant brown and white temple, they were stopped by a group of stern-looking and polite guards wearing hard leather armor inlaid with gold plates.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

The moment she was surrounded by the Templars, Lilia was startled. Then she realized that she was no longer a druid.

But as if he had misunderstood what Lilia meant, Jeno suddenly panicked, he looked up at Roland, and found that there was no obvious dissatisfaction on the face of this beautiful fairy-like silver-haired priest of unknown gender and nationality, and his pounding heart was slightly soothed.

After that courage to face death was exhausted. Jeno no longer mentions the matter of "as long as I die alone". Perhaps it was the reason why there was a way back out, but Roland's relief and appeasement to him made him cowardly.

"Lord Roland...... If you go inside, you'll have to be searched...... Miss Lilia, don't go any further," Jeno explained timidly and intermittently. "It is not allowed to bring dangerous items into the temple."

"The God of Contract hates uncontrolled violence. I understand. ”

Roland smiled and nodded at Jeno. Seeing that Roland really didn't have any opinions, Jeno was really relieved.

He was not the only one who breathed a sigh of relief. The guards were also relieved.

The Templars who could become Ra were among the best of all the mercenaries. After receiving Ra's blessing. They were given the profession of Guardian of Order, and from this point on. They had the possibility of advancing to the Golden Rank, but they also made a pact that they were not allowed to leave the temple unless they were ordered to do so.

You know, whether it's a guard of order or a mercenary, the biggest restriction is that they can't violate the content of the contract. Because the "business scope" of the god of contract is to act as a guarantor to facilitate the conclusion of the contract, as a breach of the contract is equivalent to not giving face to the god of the contract - everyone else is just on a black list, and depending on the situation, they will be harassed, arrested or assassinated by local mercenaries. But if someone inside dares to do so, the minutes will tell them what the price is for not respecting the contract.

There is no doubt that Ra is not a good-natured god. His mind was gloomy and ruthless, and unlike his esteemed Templars, he himself was at the dividing line between black and white from the very beginning.

In addition to helping others kill wild beasts, escort goods, and assist in expeditions, mercenaries also accept tasks such as assassination, theft, and assistance in warfare. In addition to this, those underground transactions that are not permitted by the law and the gods, and dark transactions between many forces, must also be carried out under the watchful eye of Ra, so that such transactions that are not protected by the law can have a minimum of credibility.

As a result, many mercenaries know far more than they appear, and the Guards of Order are even more so. Each of them has had the blood of dozens or even hundreds of people on their hands, but they have also saved hundreds of lives and helped thousands solve problems. It's no problem to say you're well-informed.

When Jeno looked at Roland, they immediately noticed the ring on Roland's left hand. That's why they waited patiently instead of forcefully searching.

After thinking for a moment, Roland met Jeno's gaze and patted him on the shoulder: "Jeno, you go and explain to the Bishop first." If he believes, I don't have to go any further. Otherwise, I'll go through a body search and go in and explain it to you. ”

“…… Wait, wait, Lord Roland, won't you ...... with me"

"If I go in with you, it's disrespectful to your bishop," Roland shook his head with a serious expression, "Bishops and bishops are different, especially priests of other gods like me are more taboo. If I follow you directly into his temple without a notice, I will feel like coercing him to forgive you...... This is tantamount to not giving him face, and you will not have a good time in the future. ”

"But ......"

"Jeno, this lord is right. The relationship between the bishops and adults is not what you think, and it is always good to be cautious. ”

But just then, the leading guard of order patted Jeno on the shoulder and interrupted him with a gentle smile, "I don't know what you're going to explain, though...... But I still believe in the Bishop. ”

“…… Be. Lord Norhatton. ”

Jeno hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and walked into the temple, first praying to Ra, and then lifting the heavy red curtain and entering the confessional. (To be continued.) )

PS: Well, the next chapter is about to enter the plot of the Bansa roll......

The transition is finally over_(:з"∠)_