Chapter 41: The Saint’s Dilemma

Zhang Luan examined the few bond talents, noting that the first one was as expected, a bond between the Saint and the Saintess. However, the second and third were completely unfamiliar to him.

Moreover, the third talent seemed particularly strange. Could it be that this fool’s mind was constantly occupied with how to bind himself to others? That would be truly terrifying.

Ignoring that thought, Zhang Luan focused on the first and second bonds. Normally, choosing the first bond would be quite good, as it increases all attributes by 20% for allies, which is an extremely powerful buff in future wars. Additionally, having a 50% fear immunity in a battle that feels like a meat grinder is a significant boost in warfare. Unfortunately, this buff does not apply to oneself, which is why he hesitated.

The second bond, [Illusionist], also caught Zhang Luan’s attention. A 50% increase in persuasive speech seems useless and doesn’t enhance combat power. However, given his current status as the Saint, he could better deceive people into serving him. More importantly, in the future, when players arrive, there will be many crazy individuals from the world before the merger.

“Which one should I choose?”

He hesitated for a long time before deciding to select the [Illusionist] bond. The course of war often changes due to the presence of a single powerful individual. Even if his army’s buff is powerful, it is not as effective as enhancing himself. This world has many professions specifically designed for warfare, so he doesn’t need to be a tool for that.

However, the [Illusionist] is different. With this talent, his persuasive power and ability to convince others will significantly increase, making many things easier to resolve.

As the system notification sounded, the [Illusionist] talent was inscribed on his panel.

He was satisfied. Although the bond card is only a rare item, it is very useful. The only drawback is that it can only be triggered when he is with the person he forms a bond with. But in the future, he can just bring Nan Fenghua with him when he needs to deceive someone. She, as the Saintess, might be even better at deceiving people than he is.

Glancing at Nan Fenghua, who was sleeping deeply, Zhang Luan quietly pushed open the door and slipped out. As he closed the door, a light cough echoed behind him.

Turning around, he saw Ye Ying hidden in the shadows, her beautiful eyes reflecting a golden light in the darkness, looking somewhat unsettling.

“When did the Saint awaken? I thought you would stay with the Saintess all night. I underestimated you.”

She stepped out of the shadows, her long golden hair swaying as she flipped it back, looking surprisingly youthful and vibrant under the magical light.

“Isn’t this Ye Ying, the High Priestess? Oh, do you have a habit of eavesdropping on others? Tsk tsk, I didn’t know you had that quirk. Well, I guess the scriptures don’t prohibit it.”

Ye Ying did not respond to Zhang Luan’s teasing, but simply replied calmly, “I just came to inform the Saint of something.”

“What is it? You’re not going to ask me to preach, are you? Come on, beautiful, I’m not cut out for that.”

Ye Ying rolled her eyes and played with her hair before continuing, “Since you became the Saint, neighboring towns have been sending us messages, inviting you to their gatherings. In other words, they want to win you over. Most towns are fine, but we need to be cautious about South City.”

Hearing this name, Zhang Luan’s eyes narrowed slightly. South City was one of the starting towns for the foreign gods, much more challenging than the peaceful Akamana. The ruler of South City was a tyrant with incredible strength, at level 50, and had even advanced once. Unlike Zhang Luan, who advanced through quest completion, this tyrant broke through the level barrier through his own power, demonstrating his formidable strength.

Under his rule, South City’s residents lived in misery, with everything serving his whims. Now, this tyrant had invited him. If he didn’t go, although the Akamana Temple wasn’t afraid of South City, it wasn’t wise to make enemies during the active period of the Magic Church.

“Do I have to go?”

“That’s up to you. You’re the Saint; I’m just informing you.”

Zhang Luan thought for a moment and nodded.

“When?”

“In the morning, I will send someone to escort you there. It shouldn’t take more than a few hours.”

“Good, I’ll return in the morning. But didn’t you forget something?”

Zhang Luan smiled, staring at her face. Ye Ying seemed to remember something, and her expression became a bit awkward.

“The Life Divine Art?… Sigh, since it’s an order from the Saint… According to the scriptures, I should obey…”

Seeing her reluctance, Zhang Luan was a bit puzzled. The divine art book didn’t mention any sacrifices for using the Life Divine Art. He only glanced at it briefly and didn’t pay much attention to the details. Did using that art require a sacrifice?

As Ye Ying approached, Zhang Luan raised his hand to stop her.

“Wait.”

“What now?”

She was clearly unhappy, even forgetting to address him as ‘Saint’ in her frustration.

“Does performing the Life Divine Art require a sacrifice? You seem troubled, so it must be complicated.”

“No, don’t worry about it. Just close your eyes.”

At that moment, Ye Ying had none of the dignity of a High Priestess, looking more like a sulky child.

Seeing her attitude, Zhang Luan became irritated and decided not to ask further. He closed his eyes, waiting for Ye Ying to perform the divine art.

“Close your eyes.”

“No, I want to see how you do it. Is there something you can’t show me?”

“… Fine, as you wish.”

Ye Ying pointed a finger in the air, shattering all the magical lights in the hallway. The once well-lit space darkened considerably, but unfortunately, the moon was particularly bright that night, allowing them to see clearly even without the lights.

“You can’t possibly extinguish the moon too? Hurry up, I have things to do.”

Ye Ying took a deep breath, steeling herself, and took out a piece of bitter chocolate, popping it into her mouth. She then stepped forward and pressed herself against Zhang Luan, kissing him under his amused gaze.

“Was I just… kissed??”

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