Mercenaries and Adventurers

There were more than a dozen church members who came in with the water jars in their hands. They lined up in two rows, humming the hymns of the Saturnalia Church in their mouths, and walked over from a distance. From afar, Zhao Ji saw the church personnel move a wooden platform from one side of the square. The pastor of the Saturnalia Church and a church member holding a water jar came to the platform, and other church personnel holding a water jar stood on the platform At the back, the free church personnel stood in two rows in front of the wooden platform, guiding the congregants who believed in the God of Saturn to the wooden platform one by one.

The pastor put down the flower pot he had been holding, took out a bunch of green wheat ears from the large church robe, dipped some luminous water in the pitcher beside him, and vigorously swayed it towards the congregation in front of him.

With the clear water sprinkled by the ears of wheat, it slowly danced and fell in the air, and the large water droplets split into small water droplets, and the small water droplets split into finer water mist. They were evenly sprinkled on the congregation in front of the wooden platform. People thanked the great God of Saturn for their kindness. They wiped the water stains and drops on their hands, and then evenly applied them to the face, so that there was no waste.

The pastor on the stage waved his hand, and the congregation in the audience left consciously. Then the church staff sent another group of people over. Those who were drenched by the water in the jug all gave off a faint glow, and the devout ones went directly to pray in front of the Saturn statue arranged in the square, while the others just surrounded and continued to watch.

In this way, first the devout congregation, and then the crowd who stayed on the square to receive the shower of clean water from the pitcher. Zhao Ji calculated the number of people staying at the scene, and estimated that the water cans held by the people of the various Saturnalia Churches were more than enough to shower everyone present, so he waited obediently for his turn in line. If he wasn't prepared enough, he would have slipped away and gone to hang out in other lively places in the city.

Finally it was Zhao Ji's turn. Zhao Ji hurriedly took off the white rabbit fur hat he was wearing on his head, pinned it around his waist, and walked into the wooden platform with a small group of people.

The priest standing on the stage saw Zhao Ji in the crowd, because he was so conspicuous, Zhao Ji had a large badge rewarded by the Saturnalia Church hanging on his chest.

After seeing Zhao Ji, the priest on the stage waved to Zhao Ji and summoned him to come over. When Zhao Ji saw someone called him, he slightly pushed aside the people in front of him and came to the front of the wooden platform.

"Good boy, come, accept the encouragement of the great **** of agriculture, this is for you." The priest on the stage knelt down and narrowed the distance with Zhao Ji, and whispered to Zhao Ji. The wooden platform is still a little high, he touched his body with his hand, and then searched in the wide sleeve of the robe. He probably took a wooden bracelet from his wrist and put this thing on it. Quietly handed it to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was a little confused, but seeing the sincerity on the face of this old man with black hair and ruddy face, Zhao Ji still took the wooden bracelet he gave him, and put the bracelet into his chest pocket. The priest, who looked mature and healthy but had old eyes, stood up, scooped out a handful of clear water from a clergyman's jug beside him, and poured the water evenly on top of Zhao Ji's head.

Zhao Ji felt like a seed planted in the soil. The pastor of the Saturnalia Church was watering a new seed, hoping that it would grow and germinate.

I don't know what happened to the water in the jug, it was all spilled on the top of Zhao Ji's head, but Zhao Ji didn't feel any hair and scalp being wet by the water, he just felt a coolness in his mind and a burst of relaxation.

When Zhao Ji came back to his senses, he found himself sitting on a small chair at the entrance of the Belly Tavern in Wharton. The Harvest Festival celebration in the center of the city gate square has just ended.

Although the event is over, it has just begun for the people who yearn for the God of Saturn. After all, the previous ceremonies and activities are the rituals performed by the God of Saturn to show mercy to the congregation and the world. Next, the pastors of the Saturn Church are busy. when. They had already brought in the statues of the gods in the Saturn belief system, as well as the display boards made of large wooden boards.

The pastors were scattered under various icons and wooden display boards, explaining the origin of the gods and their respective great legends to curious people.

Zhao Ji touched himself, the coins in the purse were not lost, the wooden bracelet inexplicably gifted by the pastor just now was also there, his dagger was also hanging on the belt around his waist, and his favorite white rabbit fur hat was also on his body. Most importantly, the badge on the chest is still hanging obediently on the chest. It seems that the priests of the Saturnalia Church should have sent him here to rest just now.

Zhao Ji rubbed his head, but he didn't feel any change in his mind except that he was refreshed. He clenched his fists, and there was a very powerful feeling in his arms, and his fists felt much stronger than before. This he knew was the change brought about by the previous grand event ceremony.

Zhao Ji secretly admired that it is no wonder that the Saturnalia Church is the largest church in the city. It was able to organize such a large event and give substantial blessings to so many people who participated in the ceremony at that time. so big. Although the other churches of the gods may be very powerful, but the scene has become so big, Zhao Ji has been here for more than half a year, and only found the church of the **** of agriculture.

Zhao Ji leaned on the back of the wooden chair, thinking why the lord here didn't restrict the development of the Saturnalia Church? Or is this the result of restricting the development of the Saturnalia Church? Zhao Ji thought about other churches in the city. They also have many believers and cover all walks of life in the city. However, due to the geographical reasons of Kendall City, there are large tracts of fertile farmland outside the city. Therefore, there are farmers with the highest proportion of the population, and too many people rely on agriculture for food. Therefore, the size and strength of the Saturnalia Church is just that huge.

Zhao Ji thought about it for a while, and guessed that the stalemate and intertwining among the various forces in Kendall City must be extremely complicated. He himself is also a newcomer, and he has not been able to understand the relationship between the various forces for a few years. He simply didn't care, he was already so close to the Saturnalia Church, he was declared a warrior in public, he was awarded the Saturnia Church's badge, and he went out to hunt slime monsters with the young shepherds of the Saturnia Church, He is now participating in the ceremony of the Saturnalia Church, and he is being received and given gifts by the priest of the Saturnalia Church alone.

What Zhao Ji thinks, he is already half a member of the Saturnalia Church, except that he has never been to the temple of the Saturnalia Church.

But that didn't seem to be the case either. Zhao Ji thought of the unknown **** behind the old fox tail, Nita Shepherd of the God of the Dead Church he knew, and they didn't have any other attitudes towards him.

Zhao Ji wondered if he should go to various churches to test it out.

The celebration of the God of Craftsman in the afternoon might be a good place, he can try it.

Look at the sky, it's still early. Zhao Ji looked around and found that there were already many other stalls and activities in the city gate square. Behind him, Wharton's Full Belly Tavern has continued to move out the stalls they had temporarily put away, occupying a part of the square Places are giving away free beer and spirits at much lower prices than usual.

After all, spirits are not beer and bread, they are much more expensive and cannot be provided to the public for free. Zhao Jizheng felt his mouth was a little dry, so he hurried to the stall to beg for a glass of free beer.

The bartender who had met once was in charge of the tavern stall. Zhao Ji was deeply impressed by the ice-cold mint water he made on the spot. The other party didn't seem to remember Zhao Ji, and Zhao Ji also understood, after all, the other party was the bartender in the best tavern in Kendall City, and those who could go there every day to eat and drink were wealthy people in Kendall City.

The rule of the tavern stand is that you can drink free beer, but you can only drink it on a place made of ropes, tables and chairs on the spot. After all, you can’t take the cups of other taverns away. The wooden cups for drinking in Wharton's Full Belly Tavern are well-made. They are one-piece wine glasses cut out of high-quality oak, not the kind of wooden wine glasses made of iron hoops that Zhao Jiping often sees.

gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle. ah.

Zhao Ji asked for a glass of beer, drank it down in one gulp, and was praised by several young people. Zhao Ji saw that there were not many people in this stall, which obviously had such delicious drinks. He asked that question to the tavern waiter who retrieved the glass.

The tavern waiter laughed: "In the evening, there will be more people. Everyone is going to participate in the celebration. Evening, evening is the time to start relaxing."

"It will be dark at night, oh, yes, I remembered, the Church of the Sun God said that it will provide lighting for the whole city, right?"

"Yes, you are Keir? Ha, I have heard your story. They say that you can deal with a hundred monsters by yourself? Is this true?" the tavern waiter asked suspiciously.

Zhao Ji shrugged: "They are right, I can indeed deal with a hundred slime monsters by myself, just need a little skill and experience."

The tavern waiter scolded with a smile: "Damn it, I don't believe it. You must have drunk too much. People who have drunk can't believe anything that comes out of their mouths."

Zhao Ji waved at him: "Haha, believe it or not, I didn't drink too much."

Come to the center of the square, where the Church of the God of Saturn is promoting the various gods of the God of Saturn they believe in. Zhao Ji walked around, and every member of the Saturnalia Church who saw him greeted him very friendly, and briefly introduced to him the origin of the gods around them and the wooden display boards, as well as the development experience and achievements of the Saturnalia Church.

Saturn belief is respected by the main **** Saturn. His **** name is Opprochen Didinai, and he is the **** of human race. He is neither male nor female, and has no specific image. Occasionally, he will turn into a hardworking farmer or a strong peasant woman to haunt areas where farmers are oppressed, guiding the oppressed farmers and women to safeguard their own interests. Occasionally, he will turn into an old farmer to test the wisdom and perseverance of the people in farming, and even turn into a young naughty child to test whether the farmers in various places are united and whether they are working hard.

In addition, the God of Saturn has no fixed residence. Although the Church of the God of Saturn has a holy place, He will always turn into a gentle breeze blowing various crops in the fields to inspect the agricultural development of human beings. The clergy of the Saturnalia Church can use divine power to contact the nearby Saturnalia at any time and invite their gods to watch them.

Below the honorable position of the **** of agriculture is the goddess of the seasons in the series of gods of agriculture. There are four of them, and they are the goddess of spring-Joy. Goddess of Summer - Lush. Goddess of Autumn - Solitude. The Lady of Winter-Triel Naith. Among them, the three goddesses of spring, summer and autumn are the gods of nature, and they are firm **** partners with the **** of agriculture, and the lady of winter is the **** of life and a friend of the **** of agriculture. The five of them formed the Saturnalia Church a long time ago, and cooperated to maintain the agricultural development of mankind.

After Zhao Ji heard the explanation from the people in the church, he realized that they were all gods, and there were still differences in the specifics. Racial gods are gods spontaneously produced by various races, and only take care of the interests of their own races, and racial gods have no living entities, and are semi-conceptual gods.

And the natural gods have a great background. After the intelligent life appeared in the world, the natural gods were born one after another. They crossed the long river of eternity and walked towards the end of the world. They are pure concept gods, without living entities, and the places covered by their priesthood are all part of them.

As for the God of Life, it is a **** promoted by a powerful existence. Generally, they have living entities, and the place where they are is the place where their priesthood is displayed.

Zhao Ji asked why other goddesses of spring, summer and autumn are gods of nature, while Ms. Dong is the **** of life. Not only the existence of the gods is different, but also the names are different.

The old shepherd with the long white beard who had previously led everyone in the square to sing along answered Kiel's question. Legend has it that in ancient times, there were no human beings in the long time. The goddess of winter is not the current god. The previous goddess of winter once launched the tide of winter that swept the whole world. Of course, in the end she was defeated by all the gods and imprisoned, and the position of the **** was replaced by a powerful life form in the northern part of the world, Trillnas, and then the goddess of winter became the lady of winter. As for the name of the former goddess of winter, it was also sealed, and she could no longer accept the belief in life.

Zhao Ji nodded, and then asked why not try to destroy the natural **** who caused the trouble? The old shepherd laughed, and said with a smile that there are always people who would ask the same question after coming into contact with such ancient legends.

The old shepherd then answered that it was because the God of Nature could not be destroyed, but could only be sealed. And the old shepherd said that the **** of race and the **** of life can be eliminated.

Zhao Ji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked the old shepherd in a low voice: "Is it true that as long as all the first races are wiped out, the race gods will be finished."

The old shepherd smiled and nodded: "Haha, don't worry about young people, this kind of thing won't happen."

Zhao Ji also laughed, indeed, how could such a thing happen? Humans are so strong, so many.