Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 529 - 112: Attracting Dust and Conflict_7

Chapter 529: Chapter 112: Attracting Dust and Conflict_7

Once these words were spoken, even the Scepter Shamans couldn’t help but grumble in their hearts. The two defensive battles at Felsic had, in reality, only resulted in visible benefits through the trade agreement signed with the Shalba family of the Dorott Duchy. The most lucrative part of this agreement was indeed the weapon workshop. The empty honor of opening the road to the Holy Mountain was only appreciated by the passionate young priests. Seasoned individuals like the Scepter Shamans, like Fawkes, were likely indifferent to the feat.

Yes, the road is open, and the priests can go there without any problems, but would ordinary Beamons dare venture there? There’s no Beamon troop station to protect them along the way! The human kingdoms have always been eying the Beamons like tigers eying their prey. It’s possible that a beautiful Fawkes girl would go missing within three days of setting foot on that land.

Wouldn’t Lord Mourinho’s words signal that Felsic’s two bloody battles were fought in vain? The crafty Fawkes Scepter Shamans might grumble about this in their hearts, but outwardly, they maintained their composure.

Only two Pier priests foolishly agreed, saying: "That’s true, the heroic tribe can’t starve to death, can they?"

"Felsic is a hotbed for miracles and heroes. As heroes and the most noble priests, shouldn’t we show some broad-mindedness?" A holy light appeared on Lord Mourinho’s face, "Think about the Medusa clan. After enduring thousands of years of hardships, they have returned and sacrificed nine-tenths of their population for it."

Although Helen is a Fox Person of Fawkes, and despite her religious fervor, she still possesses basic economic sense. She blinked her beautiful eyes this time and said nothing.

"There is absolutely no problem in setting up the weapon workshop in Medusa’s mining village..." Liu Zhenhan pounded his chest so hard that it echoed loudly.

Seeing the sly look on Liu’s face, even the Swan Chief Priest was slightly surprised. She was just about to say a few words of praise when Liu spoke again.

"...But..." Liu pointed at the Worm Beamon, "I have a lot of Worm Beamon under me, so it is impossible not to take any share of the profits."

"Don’t you have all those jewels?" Lord Mourinho pointed to the pearl agates filled in large shells.

Old Liu really wanted to kick himself. He shouldn’t have shown his wealth!

"Lord Mourinho, whether these pearl agates can be sold is a question in itself. Our Beamon Kingdom isn’t affluent, and treasures cannot fill our stomachs." Helen sweetly smiled and hugged the beautiful snake woman’s neck. "Medusa is a fellow clan member of Instructor Cui Beixi. It wouldn’t be right to treat them poorly. How about this? We’ll establish the weapon workshop at their place and split the profits equally."

"What do you think?" The beautiful snake instructor wiped away her tears and looked at the head priest.

"Why did I not think of this solution!" Lord Mourinho rubbed his temples and shook his head with a bitter smile, "It seems I really am getting old."

Liu Zhenhan gave a restrained smile, while inwardly, he was seething.

"Oh, almost forgot. In recognition of your selfless and great contribution to the battles against the human bandits in Felsic, I hereby bestow upon you and Helen the ’Star Robe Priest’ honorary title on behalf of the Kingdom’s Temple." The Swan Chief Priest clapped her hands as if she just thought of something, and said it to Liu Zhenhan.

An elf nearby immediately brought a square leather bag, from which he drew out four neatly folded priests’ robes of moon white color. They had collars with blue hexastar decorations that were highly conspicuous.

Liu Zhenhan and Helen exchanged smiles.

The Star Robe is generally awarded to retired priests or used to cover the bodies of deceased senior priests. It is a great honor, but merely an honor. The only advantage is that the wearer of the Star Robe receives the courtesy of a chest salute when meeting any noble or high priest. Master Qi Dan is one of the recipients of the Star Robe. This revered Great Shaman Wei An also has a golden star embroidered at the collar of his purple shaman robe, but it seems that he was the first to salute Lord Mourinho when they met.

"Let me try it on." Liu Zhenhan removed his old robe to reveal his ruggedly masculine muscles and tattoos. His amputated arm was a shocking sight.

Perhaps this was the first time seeing a tattooed priest. The elf woman holding the Star Robe was stunned. She didn’t expect a priest to be wearing only a pair of boots and trousers under his robe in the middle of winter.

"Richard is indeed the Kingdom’s only priest adept at both song and combat." Lord Mourinho slightly inclined his head, and a spark flickered in his eyes.

Just as the saying goes: "Clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse." Liu Zhenhan, dressed in the Star Robe, looked extraordinary and commanding. Once the violence in his face was curbed, there was an unspoken strong and awe-inspiring aura about him. Unlike the naturally exuding authority from Lord Mourinho, Liu Zhenhan’s authority was the tough and martial spirit forged through blood and flesh.

If the Swan Chief Priest’s authority gave a feeling of restraint, then Liu Zhenhan’s authority made one feel an alert sense of danger, similar to standing unarmed in front of a sleeping beast.

As the Star Robe was double-breasted, it incited waves of laughter among the militia members.

"This is the ’Cloud Command Medal’ awarded for meritorious defense against external enemies. You and Helen deserve this honor." The beautiful snake instructor took out a beautifully processed rectangular box as if by magic, and from it, she took out a half-finger long, purple ribbon-adorned blade medal, and pinned it on Liu Zhenhan’s left chest.