In the temple, under the statue of the god of rock and shelter.

"You are a true god craftsman, we don't know how to thank you!"

The Grand Lord of Algorm came excitedly and shook Ranch's hands,

"How on earth did you manage to make up for the missing god characters on it, and even give it a new magical effect?"

Argorm was puzzled, and no one had told him that it was possible to repair these divine scripts, even though he had previously invited scholars of many races.

"Some craftsmen are good at painting, some are good at carving, and some craftsmen like to study academics, if you know a little bit about ancient relics, maybe you can still make up for it."

Lanch modestly explained.

"And what are you best at?"

The eyes of the High Lord of Algorm looked at the Rock and the Statue of Shelter again, and for a moment he could not see what type of craftsman Ranchi was.

"I know a little bit about everything."

Lanch replied with a smile.

"Haha, it's you."

The Grand Lord of Algorm said convincingly.

The applause and cheers of the bears filled the temple, and in this celebratory atmosphere, the High Lords of the Argorms continued to express their sincerest gratitude to Ranchi.

He ordered the temple guards and priests to evacuate and entertain the crowd in the temple, and accompanied the Imperial Artisan alone, chatting with him.

"Mr. Lodge, the skill and professionalism you have shown today has touched us all. You have not only restored our idols, but also our trust in human craftsmen, and I will surely write to the other high lords for you, asking them to take the best care of you. ”

The voice of the High Lord of Argorm was low and powerful, and his eyes were full of respect.

"Your work is not only an art, but a sacred contribution, and we are deeply grateful, Mr. Lodge. Remember, whenever and wherever you need help, we will not hesitate to support you. ”

He added, as if he felt that none of the basic help could be repaid.

Because craftsmen with this kind of skill are willing to take a small amount of money to help them repair, it can only be said that it is pure human favor.

"Don't be so heavy, Mr. Argom, I just want to make a friend with you, don't be too stressed, even if there is no pay or no matter how dangerous it is, I will actually do my best to repair the statue for you on this trip to the land of eternal night, if there are any items related to the rock and the god of protection that need to be repaired in the future, you can send someone to Hersharem to find me, or contact the Empress of Kehia."

Lanch smiled lightly and waved his hand, staring into Argom's eyes.

“…… Is it. ”

The Grand Lord of Algorm and Lanchi looked at each other for a long time, and smiled a little in relief.

He had never seen such clear eyes.

He wants to believe that there is no impurity in this craftsman's heart, and all this is his spontaneous behavior out of a sense of responsibility.

"Don't you find it troublesome? After all, it seems to me that you don't necessarily believe in gods. ”

The Grand Lord of Algorm walked beside Ranch and said to him.

He took Ranch away from the hustle and bustle and walked on the inner side of the temple, taking a walk with Ranch and engaging in small talk.

At the moment, he was full of interest in this human master.

He had seen many human beings, the spring of the soul was surging, vast and brilliant, and he could carry out himself without relying on any faith, and this human in front of him gave him this feeling especially strongly.

"No, it won't."

Lanch shook his head and waved his hand.

He thought about it, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The thoughts that come to mind, like lovers standing in front of me, I admire your spirit, you believe in the gods, protect the land, regulate yourself, this world, you can still have such a good faith, it is really commendable from the heart."

Ranch replied.

He then humbly shared his thoughts and experience in maintaining the idols, chatting with Argorm about his interpretation of the Rock and Sanctuary chapter in the Book of Genesis, revealing his love for craftsmanship and respect for cultural diversity, and suggesting how Argorm should have his men clean the idols regularly.

The Grand Lord of the Argoms listened with relish, and from time to time he agreed, and before he knew it, he was fascinated.

The sky grew whiter, and Little Rock's temple seemed purer in the morning light.

"Mr. Argorm, I have to go to the next city-state, and we should have many more opportunities to meet in the future, if you will."

When the time of farewell came, Ranch looked at the clock and apologized for Algom's hospitality.

"Of course, I look forward to meeting you next time."

The Grand Lord of Algorm clasped Lanchi's hand tightly, reluctantly wishing him all the best for the rest of his journey, and presented him with a commemorative badge representing friendship.

Soon, after saying goodbye, Ranch left the temple along a less conspicuous backup passage.

At the end of the passage, he stopped to change his outfit.

Ranch took off his craftsman's suit, tucked it into his suitcase, and turned back into his Protos Empire suit.

As he left the temple, Ranch looked up at the sky and saw that the morning sun had begun to rise on the horizon.

The air is filled with the smell of a new day, but it is also mixed with the cold and freshness that characterizes Little Rock.

Ranch took a deep breath, feeling the scent of the land.

"Hey, I remember Sigrid left halfway through."

He looked around the temple door, but he didn't see Sigrid.

Walk alone through the stone squares and neatly lined stalls.

Ranch looked around and eventually spotted Sigrid in a corner outside the temple.

She was sitting under a protruding stone pillar, surrounded by a few young orc thugs.

They were playing cards together, and there were a few banknotes on the ground, and the atmosphere seemed to be quite relaxed.

Sigrid looked focused on her face as she sat on the floor, betting with a bunch of thugs.

And seeing the banknote in her hand, it seems that she has won a little money just now.

It's likely that the bet they just made was that Ranch would be able to complete the restoration work successfully.

Ranch walked over slowly, standing beside Sigrid.

He didn't rush her, just frowned slightly.

Sigrid glanced up at Ranch.

The silence made her a little uncomfortable.

It's like being picked up from school by your parents.

"It's okay, you're done with this one."

Lanch reminded.

The surrounding orc thugs all looked at Sigrid in amazement, this dirty-looking girl, there would be a well-dressed rich man to pick her up.

"No, it's boring."

Sigrid stood up from the ground, patted her pants, and motioned for Ranch to go with her.

The two walked on the roads of Little Rock.

They were going to the inn and get back the snow deer.

Ranch didn't say a word for a long time.

"I didn't waste time, why do you look unhappy?"

Sigrid glanced at Ranch and asked bluntly.

"I'm not upset."

Ranch replied naturally.

"Don't be, if you say you're angry, that's not angry, and if you say you're not angry, you're a little angry."

Sigrid spread her hands and said.

The same is true of the nuns in the orphanage, who say this when the priest makes her angry.

“……”

Ranch was silent for a moment,

"Although I won't tell you what hobbies are good and bad at this age, or say things like, 'What should a girl do at your age?' after all, my best friend always likes to gamble, but I think it's worth saying a few words."

Ranch's eyes were calm, as if to say - you asked me to say it, so whatever I said, don't be angry in return.

"You say."

Sigrid nodded.

He had already been told two sentences by this person for drinking before, and this time he was caught for gambling money, and he must be nagging again.

"Good people don't go to bad places, but bad people come to good places, you have to know how to draw a line."

Ranch tilted his head slightly and looked at Sigrid with concern.

Sigrid was stunned for a long time.

She had never heard anyone say that to her.

"Tsk, you actually look down on me in your heart, right?"

Sigrid thought for a moment, but still tilted her head sideways.

“……”

Lanch didn't answer, just looked ahead,

"You could have entered the Hall of Elegance with me just now, but you volunteered to stay outside."

Ranch walked in the direction of the city gate on his own,

"Sometimes the choice is always in your hands."

Everyone has a chance to get better, but it can be hard to find out without warning.

He stated a fact plainly, as if telling her that she had the qualifications of a king, but she could also be willing to sink.

Maybe Ranch picked up his pace slightly, or maybe Sigrid hesitated for a moment.

Sigrid was silent for a long time, but trotted along.

"Oh."

Sigrid responded.

The little black cat sits on Lanch's shoulder.

Look at Sigrid's tiny figure.

It didn't expect these two people to get along so smoothly.

Despite her apparent bohemianism, Sigrid is surprisingly able to listen to Ranch's discipline.

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ps:The next chapter will jump directly to a few city-states.,Approaching the end of the demon world.,I said I wouldn't write one city-state at a time.,Six city-states because they have to correspond to six days.,It's easy to understand and remember.,There are even people who question me in this chapter that the six city-states have to write for a long time ()

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