Chapter 1233 - 105: Sparks Lift the Throne!

Chapter 1233: Chapter 105: Sparks Lift the Throne!

Dawn was both elated and apprehensive; elated because his brother had fully recovered and could still fight, apprehensive because of the money—they simply couldn’t afford it.

They had only been in the field for just over three years, warriors in their twenties, the epitome of the profession. There weren’t many veteran warriors as turnover was quick, and warriors had the highest casualty rate among all professions.

Heaven to the left, warriors to the right.

They were the ones sent forward for a charge, the ones to cover retreats, the ones to withstand powerful enemies, and even the ones to cut down the rabble, strike after strike.

Dawn and his brothers had worked for three years, saved a bit of money, but not much. This was because they refrained from squandering it on vices, unlike many mercenaries who spent all they had on women and gambling. Yet, even so, a single mission mishap leading to exorbitant medical costs was beyond their means.

This land equally oppresses all mortals, whether commoners or regular professionals alike.

One serious injury and incapacitation could push a warrior past the threshold of survival.

Because they simply could not afford the treatment.

Mortals living too long was detrimental to the Divine Country’s faith harvesting.

Divine Technique healing is the primary economic source for most churches, especially for those churches without much industry, relying heavily on costly Divine Technique treatments to maintain daily operations.

This is a deadly piece of cake; whoever touches it is in great danger.

To Dawn’s surprise, the priestess so beautiful he dared not look at her directly, Lady Selena—Shadow Enchantress, after healing his brother, simply smiled and nodded at him before leaving, not even mentioning the expensive treatment fee. She wasn’t residing here, she was merely in the vicinity for other matters in Sergonte.

If not for her intervention, there was a high likelihood that Dawn’s brother would only have survived but with certain crippling of his limbs.

"My dear priestess."

"This is all I have right now... How much do I still owe, please tell me... I’ll find a way..."

Dawn, who would show no expression even facing fierce beastman warriors and would shove his intestines back in, now stood anxious and dread-filled before the priestess.

He’s uncertain if, with his skill, he can repay the debt through a series of perilous missions.

The money owed to the church, he’s too afraid not to repay.

But the priestess only gave him a gentle comforting smile. She had once been a socialite in Sergonte and keenly sensed the anxiety and dread of this strong warrior. Her red lips parted, her light and slow tone said, "The Black King favors those truly fearless warriors."

"You’ve already paid."

Dawn looked up in shock.

The priestess smiled, looking toward the divine statue, seemingly seeing Dawn kneeling on one knee. Her voice was kind and gentle, "Go see your friend. He should awaken soon."

After saying this, the beautiful priestess walked toward the Shen Kan, where some casual worshippers were at evening prayer.

It was not until the next day that Dawn remained somewhat in a fog.

He didn’t know why he suddenly decided to stay and observe this new little church and the Divine Spirit that didn’t even propagate a doctrine.

In this land, even if a dog becomes divine, it must create some ridiculous doctrine and have priests propagate it far and wide.

But they didn’t; they just earnestly did their work, performing simple tasks that other churches looked down upon.

Inside the Divine Hall.

A priestess observed the mercenary outside, thinking of the words Lady Selena—Shadow Enchantress left when she departed: "Professionals are different from ordinary people, you can give them charity and heal them for free, but you cannot offer Divine Technique at a low price."

She didn’t quite understand, but she felt she understood a little.

Free healing with Divine Technique is a benevolence, possibly for garnering loyalty and having people serve, or for developing faith and increasing followers, but directly lowering the price of Divine Technique healing crosses the sensitive red line of other churches.

Lady Selena—Shadow Enchantress is the right hand of the Mother of Great Bliss, rumored to also be one of Your Majesty’s concubines, she has more to consider.

No matter how these mortals under the divine spirits worry, the waves of a turbulent era continue to surge forward.

The Goblin War has already commenced.

The Comer Kingdom suffered a devastating blow, Yasan IV died in battle, the Eldest Princess was forced to take over the kingdom in a perilous situation, the elite forces of the Purple Dragon Knight Order were almost all wiped out, subsequently, the Eldest Princess soon died from childbirth-related issues, suspectedly murdered by nobles, in a high-magical realm where even a princess of a kingdom dying from childbirth is a laughably incongruous event.

It wasn’t until the Iron Queen ascended the throne that the Comer Kingdom returned to its course.

But all this from Duncan’s perspective was merely a small event worth slight attention, much like a war between two countries in Western Europe, losing hundreds of thousands to millions of lives, something to pay attention to but not so crucial.

But the dust of the era falling down is a mountain ordinary people can’t bear, all that Dawn experienced was merely an insignificant prelude to the outbreak of the Goblin War.

This calamity that engulfed the Comer Kingdom isn’t even considered a serious historical event in Duncan’s eyes.

What followed was the destruction of Santier Castle and the grand moves by Shirek.

Before the divine spirits, all beings are but ants.

Yet now, a part of those ants have already gathered around Duncan, their sparked flame is now lifting Duncan’s throne high into the heavens!

They are the scraps of this land, and also the citizens favored by Your Majesty.

The spark of faith lifts the throne.

This gathered Power of Faith, like the torrents of the era, is gradually raising Duncan onto the divine assembly’s gaming table.

For this round of gambling, he wants to be the banker!

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