Chapter 1226: Work Earnestly, Live Earnestly

“Moreover, under his suggestion, the Mother of Great Bliss adopted many war orphans.”

“I also don’t know what he intends to do.”

“But he already has the ability to grant Divine Techniques to his followers.”

All the goddesses of the Bright Water Realm present fell into silence.

As his divinity grew stronger, they were no longer able to guess Duncan’s thoughts. If he initially had beauty as a weakness, then with the ascension of his divinity, his last weakness was gradually disappearing.

“He, as well as the secret cult serving him.”

“They are providing free food, medical care, and work for the impoverished at the bottom of society.”

At this moment, the Mighty Divine Power of the Goddess of Love, Shunni, spoke with a hint of complexity in her expression, slowly saying, “Moreover, he uses almost all his wealth to support the cause of the three Gods of Justice.”

“He sheltered homeless people in many places.”

“He provides a haven for the poor.”

“I think he should be benevolent, capable of being our steadfast ally.”

The Goddess of Luck, Taimola, then spoke in a casual tone, “But he also restricted the freedom of those people. To receive his protection, they must pay a certain price.”

“Some of his ways of doing things are very tyrant-like, dictator-like.”

“Maybe he stands on the side of order.”

The goddesses present activated their abilities, using Divine Positions and Divine Formats to perceive clues from this period. Among them, the Goddess of Wealth, Waukeen, had the most complex expression, murmuring, “He secretly controls the Pirate Isles, a group of old Silver Coins who resort to any means for profit are serving him.”

“He secretly recruited many people using cruel methods, many of whom are extremely wicked.”

“Maybe his heart is not that kind and just.”

But what exactly does he want?

Kindness is kindness.

Evil is evil.

He sways in the middle, as if everything he does is to achieve his own purpose.

What is the true nature of this man?

Slayer?

Tyrant?

Or a kind god like them?

Perhaps none of the above.

That man is very serious, when he plays with women, he plays seriously; when he works, he works seriously.

He is now seriously working.

It was at this moment that the Goddess of Love, Shunni, suddenly stood up in astonishment. She stared at her good sisters before her, word by word, slowly saying, “He has slain the Black Blood Beast – Malar!”

How is this possible?

It’s only been a few days?

He’s slain another god?

All the goddesses present raised their heads in extreme astonishment, only to see the Goddess of Love, Shunni, with a grave expression say, “The Lord of Storms, Taros, acted.”

“But it seems that Father of Oaks, Sifanass, stands on his side.”

Yet another Mighty Divine Power.

And almost all stronger than the Goddess of Love, Shunni, before her.

At this moment, all the goddesses of the Bright Water Realm had very complex expressions. Previously one God of Justice, Tyr, and now another Father of Oaks, Sifanass, the radiance of the Goddess of Love, Shunni, was almost completely overshadowed. In the future, when people speak of this man, few will likely remember that the Lady of Love was once his strong support.

Malar had always been roaming outside the Divine Country.

This man slew two Weak Divine Powers in quick succession, and many divine spirits would be uneasy. In the future, many divine spirits are likely too scared to even step out of the gates of the Divine Country.

No one can stop his ascension to godhood now.

Even if he wants to become a god, he can do it anytime, it’s just unknown which Divine Position he seeks.

The goddesses of the Bright Water Realm remained collectively silent.

No one knew how long had passed when the Goddess of Joy, Lierla, suddenly got up and left. When she reached the entrance of the main hall, she stopped, softly saying, “We have already lost the initiative.”

“I don’t want to miss the upcoming opportunities anymore.”

It’s as if she wants to act independently now.

The Goddess of Joy, Lierla’s stance at this moment is akin to directly expressing that henceforth she won’t follow the arrangements of the Main God, she has her own thoughts concerning this man.

Shunni showed a bittersweet smile.

Her desire to tame that man, instead, caused her good sister, who had served her for millennia, to have the notion of taking charge herself.

At this moment, the Goddess of Wealth, Waukeen, suddenly spoke, “He has appeared near Teventon.”

“I feel he is going to attack Shirek’s church!”

……

Western Serlgont.

Akan River, Bow Bridge, a small village.

Bachel is illiterate, Bachel is just a farmer. Last year, Bachel encountered goblins and ended up being shot with an arrow by a goblin raider. Though his tough body survived, the poison left him with a crippled leg.

All of Bachel’s wealth consisted of a small plot of land, along with a straw hut that could sometimes be leaky and drafty.

But luckily his son is slowly growing up.

Bachel’s wife died at the hands of beastmen, he fled from the north of Comer.

As an illiterate and impoverished farmer, Bachel hardly understands anything. He knows only that this year’s harvest isn’t good, his family has to starve, and there isn’t even enough grain to pay to the Lord. He might be taken away for hard labor or even lose this last piece of land.

Initially, he managed to get a piece of land because he was healthy and strong, rather than a cripple. Only healthy, normal people can work hard to farm.

Yet even while crippled, Bachel works hard, he wants to prove he can still work.

If he can still work, he can still live.

Recently, some priests have arrived at this inconspicuous small village. One of them stayed here, a beautiful woman, so beautiful that Bachel didn’t dare to look at her. Such a beautiful woman, even in the stories of minstrels, is rarely seen. Bachel doesn’t understand why such a privileged lady would come to such a remote small village.