Nanvantina has always had such a saying.

The summer months in June are particularly boring due to the lack of holidays.

Today, however, the city-state is full of festive atmosphere.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning, and the taverns by the sea in the eastern district of the city-state were already boiling, and the sea breeze was salty and fresh, intertwined with the lively cheers from the open-air booths.

In the tavern, the non-commissioned officers laughed one after another, sat around enjoying delicious food, and the waiters were like hummingbirds shuttling through the treehouse, rushing back and forth to deliver food and wine to customers.

On this morning, the tavern owner had brought out his secret wine, a spirit that could ignite the soul, and the warriors who wanted to challenge it had awe and nervousness in their eyes, ready to end the day with a small drink.

In the midst of this jubilation, the commander with the rank of colonel on his chest raised his glass, and his voice was as passionate as a war drum: "Cheers to our victory, to our glory, to the leader of Nanvantina, to the noble priest!" ”

His every word was filled with strength and pride, flowing through the tavern and beyond like a wind of revival.

Last night, they had just returned from a hard battle, and although many of them were still wounded, their hearts were filled with the joy of victory, and they were immersed in this hard-won comfortable morning.

Ranch walked past outside the tavern smiling.

He looked inside the tavern and thought it was a good day, and the whole city-state was bustling with activity.

"The baby was born in the southern part of the kingdom, on the border of the aristocratic settlements, and since the lion stars fell to the ground, the baby grew into a young priest, and traveled far and wide as the strongest staff of the goddess, bringing victory to the land he went......

Now the troubadours on the street have played and sang a martial poem about the great priest.

The people of the city-state were also happy to gather around and listen to the new hymn called "The Lionheart of Thorns."

“……”

Many people are just passers-by in the life of the high priest, playing different roles in his life, just like Ranchi at this moment, without too much rehearsal, he can help Loren protect the people of the Nan Vantina and the South Vantina.

It's a pity that there is a precedence in hearing the Tao and a specialization in the arts, Lan Qi does not have the consciousness of the great priest who has sworn to dedicate his life to the goddess early on, he just wants to live a life of retirement, and he can only help to the extent that he can do many things.

"We're going to have to speed up."

Ranch looked at the sparkling sea and muttered to himself.

It's been more than a year.

In the next few months, we will have to find a way to make a trip to the Cress Empire in the south.

Perhaps because he continued to hinder the Bloodline from harming Huberian, now that the Bloodline was becoming more and more unable to sit still, even the United Council of Kingdoms could sense the turmoil brewing in the Cress Empire.

If it had been any later, the Duke of Miyaya and Miss Istya would have become dangerous, and Ranchi's civil commissions had always been 100 per cent favorable, and he would treat every job, no matter how big or small, or difficult, with all his heart and soul and to the best of his ability.

Before that, he still needs to challenge Huberian to the Bad World of Blood Moon again.

He was already very close to the fifth order, and any shadow world could help him complete the upgrade.

In addition to the [Fake Slate-Wind], he now has a real [Primordial Slab-Seal] on his body, which is effective for most of his summons.

[Great Love Poet] is the spirit and wood system, the Purgatory Choir [Wonderful Note] has the dual categories of spirit and seal, the little sun [Shining Virtue] is light and seal, and [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] is fire and seal.

It is also the [Great Love Poet] who can't eat the bonus of [Primordial Stone Plate-Seal].

In addition, Ranchi had been exposed to an unknown grade of sealing magic called [Immortal Eternal Punishment] during the Second Shadow World Templar Villain's Dinner, and although he could memorize it and roughly understand the principles of this magic, he could only begin to try to master it until he reached the fifth order.

Unlike Loren's kind of magic genius, Ranchi has not learned any spells so far, his essence is still a magician, and the casting of spells is very dependent on magic cards, and the most noble epic spell cards have never even seen a shadow so far.

For example, the blood clan is born with the power comparable to epic spells, or the demons can have epic spells by discovering talent magic, but the great magicians of human beings in history can create an epic spell in their lifetimes is close to the limit, and it cannot be inherited.

In Lanchi's opinion, spell cards that can make people master epic spells in an instant are cheats.

This is also the reason why Ranch will teach Zestila in the Northern Continent, and spell cards are the noblest of the three types of magic cards.

"Haha, no, no, no."

Ranch smiled relievedly.

He wasn't much of a fan of magic and magic cards.

When the day comes when the world is peaceful, he will have nothing to want, just like the answer given to him by the fallen gentle country.

Probably.

In this way, Ranch wandered alone through the streets of the eastern seafront of the Southern Vantina Territory.

On this winding path, his steps twisted and turned, enjoying this rare leisure time.

The barrier has been restored, and there are more reinforcements from the north of the Hutton Kingdom, and there are still high priests stationed in the Southern Vantina Territory, so people are not worried about any more turmoil in the short term.

Lan Qi even knew that it was impossible for the Blood Clan to attack during the day.

The Great Love Poet is very interested in the Corrupt Alchemy Beast, and Pranay also has a certain amount of research on the alchemy products of the Demon Realm, but this Alchemy Beast cannot stay in Nan Vantina for a long time, otherwise it will be caught by the city defense army.

So Pranai and the others sealed off the corrupt alchemy beast that had gone out of control, and after dawn they brought it back to the royal capital of Izrita, to assist the poets of great love in studying it.

It would be great if it could really turn the Corrupt Alchemite into a controllable summon.

The only problem is that using this summon is likely to be mistaken for Corrupt Bishop Famer.

Especially Miss Juliana, the Immortal Sword Emperor who is a mortal enemy of the Corrupt Bishop Famer, once she sees the Corrupt Alchemy Beast, I'm afraid she will cut it down without saying anything.

As the guardian of the Aloran Kingdom, Juliana has been keeping an eye on the infiltration and movement of the Decaying Branch into the Arolean Kingdom all year round, and it is clear that she has already negotiated a date with Loren half a year ago, but now both parties have not been able to fulfill this agreement.

"Well, I'll help them next time."

Ranch shook his head, he was always thinking about Loren's marriage.

It's a pity that when I returned to the Southern Continent, I still couldn't hear the news that he and Juliana had successfully dated.

In this way, Ranch continued on the dazzling seashore.

More than ten minutes passed in a flash.

South Vantina leads the eastern port.

The morning sun shimmers in the breeze that gently blows across the sea, like countless small diamonds jumping between the waves.

Many ships were busy preparing to go to sea, the cries of seagulls echoing through the air, and the slight grinding of ropes and canvases.

Right on this pier, a large passenger ship has docked on the shore.

Wearing a casual vest, Ranchi came here, and in the sunlight, he looked particularly dazzling.

He smiled and said goodbye.

"This is your letter of recommendation, go to the Protos Empire and find any branch of the Overlord branch, you can contact her."

Lan Qi handed the leather wrapped document bag in his hand to the archpriests in front of him.

I came here alone this morning to fulfill my promise to arrange a new place for the Archclergy of these Branches of Destruction in the future.

Several of the Archpriests of Destruction looked at each other left and right, a little apprehensive.

There is always some peace of mind when she stays with this unfathomable gentleman, but when she crosses the ocean and meets the Catholic Church, will she believe them regardless of their status in the Destruction Branch?

"Don't worry, friends, when you see her, you'll see that she's like another me in the world."

Lan Qi said, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a wistful smile.

Every day I stayed with Sigrid was very happy, until I returned to the South Continent, whenever I thought back to the North Continent, her figure would always flash in the memory of the picture.

Ranch took another letter out of his pocket and looked at Elaine, the archpriest of the former Destruction Branch, who was the first to be brought back to the right track.

"Elaine, please bring this letter to Miss Sigrid for me, just say it's Rocky McCarthy's letter to her."

Ranch asked.

"Oh, what a ......"

Archpriest Elaine carefully took the letter from Lanch,

"I'll be sure to bring it to you."

She saluted Ranch.

Unlike the letter of recommendation, this is a more personal looking letter, the text on the cover is carefully written in brand new ink, every stroke looks good, and the wax and seal are as neat and clean as a work of art.

What could have been replaced by communication magic, but in recent decades, due to the isolation of the sea between the northern and southern continents, letters have become a way to revive the communication between the northern and southern continents.

And a reliable postman between the north and south continents can earn a lot of money.

Suddenly, the high priests understood a little.

This adult not only cooperates with the Catholic Church, but also has a close personal relationship.

After saying goodbye, they boarded the ship in Ranch's watchful eyes.

Ranch stood on the pier like this, facing the sea breeze, looking at the endless northern sea, feeling his leisure.

(End of chapter)