All warriors must follow the ‘Great God of War’?

Oh, luckily I’m not——

Klein remained calm, with an expression that said, "You continue, I'm listening."

When Bishop Rommel saw it, he felt enlightened and his smile became more and more obvious.

Clearing his throat, he continued: "War is a tribulation, but it is also an opportunity. To put it bluntly, no one likes war more than us 'soldiers' and those 'hunters' of the Fusac royal family."

"The Church of Night is coming fiercely, and the Kingdom of Loen's strong ships and cannons are even more powerful, but have we lost? No! Because we can grow in the war!"

"Brother, listen to my advice. Now is the best opportunity to join the 'Great God of War'. If it's too late, it won't be that easy."

Hearing this, Klein twitched his lips and said, "If you ask me, you are more suitable to go to the Southern Continent to engage in pyramid schemes."

"Oh, I am not one of those liars who tells lies." Bishop Rommel took a sip of wine, "Everything I tell you is from the bottom of my heart."

"Okay, okay." Klein spread his hands, "Even if what you say is true, there is no reason why I must join the Church of the God of War, right?"

He looked at Bishop Rommel and said, "I am used to freedom and I don't want to be bound by the canon."

"There are only two articles in the canon, 'Who to hit' and 'When to hit'." Bishop Rommel took out a booklet not much thicker than a menu from his pocket, "Look, compared to other churches, we are simply

It’s so freeing.”

Klein:……

Should we say that we are worthy of being ‘warriors’?

The style is really simple and direct.

However, he himself wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak into the Church of the God of War, so always putting on airs would be self-defeating.

So, a trace of unnoticeable heartbeat appeared on Mr. Ke's face very appropriately, "Is it really that free?"

"Of course, you see, as a hunting bishop, I don't need to meditate in the morning or dusk and pray every day. I just need to praise the 'Great God of War' before the battle."

Bishop Rommel patted Klein on the shoulder, "You saved my life. I call you brother sincerely. Don't worry, brother, I won't repay you with kindness."

In order to trick White Wolf into joining the religion, Rommel was willing to go all out.

Fortunately, the 'Great God of War' is open-minded by nature and will not take any disrespect at all.

Seeing the hesitant look on the 'White Wolf''s face, Bishop Rommel struck while the iron was hot and said, "If for no other reason than that, you have to consider the subsequent formula for the potion."

The magic potion formula and extraordinary characteristics are obstacles that every extraordinary person cannot bypass.

Unless you are sure that you will not be promoted again and stay in a certain realm for the rest of your life, you won't have so many worries...

However, from Rommel's perspective, he did not think that the "White Wolf" would be someone who would be content with the status quo.

"In other words, the God of War Church can give me the demigod's potion formulas and materials." Klein asked pretending to be cautious.

"As long as you contribute enough." Bishop Rommel said with confidence, "Let alone demigods, even saints or angels...well, there should be some."

I wanted to brag about it, but I almost couldn't stop the car.

He himself is just a hunting bishop, and he has not yet come into contact with things at the level of saints and angels.

Klein thought for a long time, and finally shook his head slightly, "Sorry, I collected the deposit, and I have to kill Sherlock Moriarty first before I can think about anything else."

"No conflict, no conflict at all!" Bishop Rommel waved his hand, "The Aurora Society is also a target we want to eradicate. With the help of the church, it will be a lot easier for you."

Um……

If nothing else, the Church of God of War is down-to-earth.

They have a cold, decisive and ruthless side.

But in private, I would call myself brothers and sisters with my close friends, exchanging glasses of wine for each other.

To be honest, Klein doesn't resist this atmosphere.

Just remembering his position, he could only say 'sorry' to the hunting bishop in his heart.

"When the goddess takes back the power of the God of War, it won't be too late for us to be brothers again." Klein thought to himself.

On his face, he breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately cursed: "Damn it, I was actually persuaded by you."

"Haha!" Bishop Rommel laughed.

With that said, he called to the bartender, "Hey, serve the wine!"

…

…

A powerful warrior like White Wolf must go to the headquarters of the Church of the God of War in Saint Milon, the Dusk Palace, to hold an initiation ceremony.

In addition to this, Rommel also needed to personally deliver Wilster's body to His Majesty the Saint Roland Trond.

Galloping all the way.

St. Milon, the capital of Fusac, is right in front of you.

The faces of the soldiers in the hunting team showed a look of peace from the bottom of their hearts.

Kleinlema looked at the majestic church on a giant peak from a distance, as if bathed in the light of dusk, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

‘Twilight Palace’, as long as you blend in...

"You've seen it, too." Bishop Rommel came over, "Isn't it spectacular?"

Klein said calmly: "A miracle is nothing more than this."

"Ha, I think so too. When I first saw the Dusk Palace, I was shocked." Bishop Rommel recalled the scenes in the past with a sigh, "So many years have passed in the blink of an eye.

ah."

"When a person starts to recall the past, it means he is old." Klein was particularly disrespectful.

Bishop Rommel shrugged, noncommittal.

Driving horses into the city.

Because of his status as an extraordinary member of the God of War Church, it was naturally extremely smooth.

Klein looked at this city that was as famous as Backlund and sighed slightly in his heart.

People's livelihood is difficult.

Even the capital of a country cannot escape the sad scene of desolation and decay.

But then I thought about it.

If it weren't for the operation of our Fool's Church, such a scene would have happened in Tingen, East County, and Backlund.

The girl queuing up to receive relief over there might become my sister.

The young man over there who was forced into the car might be his brother.

People are not saints and sages, and they are separated from each other.

If someone must suffer.

That……

Fusak is better.

Klein suppressed his emotion and his eyes gradually returned to firmness.

Sorry Ares.

For the sake of peace, please die as soon as possible.

"White Wolf, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Klein was a little distracted, Bishop Rommel asked.

Klein twitched his lips, "It's nothing, it's just my first time coming to Saint Milon, so I'm a little dazzled."

"It's a big city, I understand." Bishop Rommel showed an empathic expression, but he remembered something from the past.

After scanning the surroundings, he changed the topic and said, "However, you may have come at the wrong time. Before the war started, the scenery here was much better than it is now."

"It's all the same." Klein responded casually, "Okay, let's get down to business quickly."

Bishop Rommel smiled and said: "You were reluctant in every possible way before, but now you are anxious."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't waste any time and rode straight towards the 'Twilight Palace'.

Horses galloping.

Ordinary people gave way one after another.

Although the Church of the God of War does not go so far as to bully the weak, it has always believed in 'strength is the most important'.

They are all just ordinary people. If they accidentally block the way of these big shots, they will be hit and there will be no excuse.

soon.

Klein arrived at the headquarters of the Church of God of War under the leadership of Bishop Rommel.

The dim light fell.

It made him feel as if he might turn into dust at any moment.
To be continued...