Pioneer Lord: A Leisurely Imperial Life

Chapter 184 The Favor Has Been Repaid

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Charles has arrived here with a bunch of burdens, hoping to obtain supplies before leaving the North. His destination is nowhere but the Rocky Forest.

If you have the means, you can go to sea.

If it's along the coastline.

To the left lies the thorny mountains, and to the right, the Cape Region.

The talk of concealing his whereabouts was completely unnecessary; it was simply to show that Richard did not want to be an enemy.

As for Freya...

Even with the protection of the Universal Library.

But she lives alone, and no one can say for sure whether this identity will cause her any trouble. Richard doesn't want her to have any stain on her record.

...

But who would have thought...

Charles shook his head, revealing an extremely bitter smile.

"Feel sorry."

"The heretical warrant is the highest judgment of the Inquisition. Although I am the former Guardian of Light, I have no right to demand that they revoke it."

He looked at Richard.

His eyes held a mixture of frankness and helplessness.

"However, the North has now lost the blessing of the Goddess of Light, and the Inquisition's tentacles can no longer reach in. Your sister can come back anytime she wants."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

...

Richard was speechless.

Although he didn't understand how the Church of Light operated.

But it's ridiculous that a Saint-level Light Guardian can't even remove a wanted poster.

He shrugged.

His tone was indifferent.

"Fine then. One day I will have your cardinal personally cancel this arrest warrant."

"I don't want you involved when the time comes. Consider the favor you owe as paid off."

Done.

Before Charles could respond, he shouted loudly into the dense forest behind him:

"Im!"

A dark figure darted out from behind the tree; it was Im, who was responsible for protecting him in secret.

"Go back and have someone prepare fifty oxcarts loaded with grain and water, plus ten carts of basic supplies, and send them over now."

"yes!"

Im bowed in response, then turned and quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

Charles watched Richard's actions with a blank expression, as if he had expected Richard to agree.

...

After issuing the order.

Richard turned to look at Charles, remembering the Snow Moon people, and couldn't help but ask:

"By the way, how are the Snow Rabbits you brought to Blackwater Territory doing now?"

"The rabbits in my territory heard that the Church of Light in the North had fallen, and they cried until their eyes were swollen last night. They insist that I go and bring their people over."

Upon hearing this...

Charles closed his eyes, murmured a prayer, and when he opened them again, his face showed a hint of melancholy.

"Most of the inhabitants of Blackwater Territory are believers in the Light. The Snow Rabbit Clan has always been protected by the Light there, and their lives are relatively stable."

"But after we leave, I don't know if the new lord will treat them well. I can only pray for the mercy of the Goddess of Light."

Richard chuckled.

The sarcasm on his face was almost undisguised.

He despised Charles's actions, which involved luring the Snow Rabbits to Blackwater Territory with promises of protection, and the rabbits seemed to trust him implicitly.

Now they can't even take care of themselves, so they can only leave those harmless rabbits there to fend for themselves.

To put it bluntly...

If you don't have a head that big, don't wear such a big hat!

Isn't this a scam?!

Seriously...

Now I have to clean up his mess!

...

His reaction was so obvious that before Charles could react, the priests behind him all lowered their heads, their faces showing shame.

A young priestess couldn't help but step forward. She looked to be in her early twenties, with a somewhat childish face, but her eyes were unusually firm.

"Guardian."

"Please let us go back!"

She bowed deeply to Charles, her voice trembling with emotion.

"The Blackwater people are the most devout lambs of the Goddess of Light. I cannot abandon them. Even if it is dangerous, I want to stay."

"Stay in the North!"

These words were spoken.

As if a fuse had been lit, hundreds of priests became agitated.

"That's right!"

"Guardian, please allow us to return! Even if I die, I will die alongside my followers!"

"We are priests; how can we abandon our believers and flee for our lives? Protecting them is our duty!"

The priests chimed in, clamoring to turn back to Blackwater Territory, their emotions running high.

I can tell.

This is not the first time such a dispute has occurred.

...

Charles's face darkened, and he slammed the withered wooden staff in his hand onto the ground!

Bang!

A wisp of holy light leaked out, like an invisible giant wave, causing the surrounding trees to tremble and pine needles to fall.

The priests' clamor was instantly silenced; their faces turned pale, and they instinctively took a few steps back.

"Nonsense!"

Charles's voice carried a hint of anger.

"Don't forget the oath you took when you donned your priestly robes. You promised to dedicate the rest of your lives to spreading light for the goddess!"

"Going back now will only result in a pointless sacrifice of life; there's nothing we can do!"

Once Grand Duke Frostmoore and his Northern Army Group return to the North, they will surely launch another bloody purge against the believers of Light!

Even nobles were hanged, so how could those believers who had generously funded the Church of Light possibly have a good end?

They wanted to completely erase the influence of the Holy See in this land.

so...

Grand Duke Shuangmo will only become more ruthless!

He understood this, and thus he suppressed his grief, abandoned his followers, and led these priests to leave the North ahead of him.

As long as they are still here...

Light can attract more devout believers...

...

Seeing that everyone had quieted down.

Charles took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and turned to look at Richard, his tone pleading.

"Richard..."

"Although you are a lord, I know you are kinder than most people. I would like to ask you one more thing: could you please allow the followers of Light in Blackwater Territory to..."

"Stop!"

Richard was still brushing pine needles off his shoulders and head when he heard Charles's words and quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"Please don't say that."

"I've already done more than enough by going to bring the Snow Rabbit Clan back; I don't want to get involved in anything else, nor can I!"

joke!

Let the believers of Light come to Chiffon, isn't that just asking for trouble?

Regardless of what the Empire might think, the loyalty of these believers to the Holy See alone could bring endless trouble to Chiffon Territory.

He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

A hint of disappointment crossed Charles's face. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed his words.

"All right."

He nodded.

I will no longer insist.

"Thank you for extending a helping hand to the innocent and vulnerable. The goddess's radiance and mercy will ultimately illuminate your soul."

Richard did not speak again.

I was just internally complaining.

I have a whole basket of [Rings of Radiance] that can make my forehead shine, so I don't need the Goddess of Light to worry about it.

but...

Richard sighed silently as he looked at the disheveled priests.

He could understand how they felt.

However, they did not agree with their approach.

Pursuits may be good, but they are too idealistic and simply not suitable for this dog-eat-dog world.

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