As he spoke, a bag of items flew out from the window.
A heavy bag of gold coins.
My lord, this the old soldier caught the bag, feeling its weight and somewhat puzzled.
It's hot.
Buy some drinks with the brothers, Stir said.
Let's go.
Yes, young master.
Under the watchful eyes of the guards, the carriage slowly moved forward, entering the inner city, quickly disappearing from sight.
Once they left, the old soldier opened the bag and his eyes were immediately filled with a gleam of gold coins.
He gasped in shock.
Wow.
The young master, the Victor family is indeed generous.
This is at least dozens of coins equal to my annual salary.
Nearby, a guard's eyes lit up and he joked, "Boss, everyone get to share.
" The young master of Victor said to buy drinks for the brothers.
"Damn it, it's been a while since I had a good drink.
Once the shift changes, how about we go to the rose house for a drink? Let's go.
Let's go.
How generous.
The other guards nearby also gathered around, chiming in, "What kind of person do you think I am? Would I really take your money? Just focus on your remaining time, and we'll go after the shift ends.
" The guard leader, holding the bag of gold coins, rolled his eyes at the crowd's words and said irritably.
Only then did the crowd disperse.
Returning to their posts and continuing to chat, the guard leader patted the young guard on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Kid, working in the capital, the most important thing is to have insight, especially in our line of work.
You never know how many big shots you will encounter daily.
If you offend someone without a bit of insight, it's not impossible to get killed on the spot.
" The young guard fell silent for a moment, still somewhat unconvinced, muttering, "But this is the capital.
I'm a guard of the kingdom.
Would they really dare to kill me in public? You definitely haven't read the kingdom's laws properly.
They really would dare.
The guard leader smiled and then said solemnly.
According to the kingdom's laws, nobles need only pay a certain amount of gold to compensate for murder.
Did you see the young master just now? To them, gold is just a number, a tip they can casually toss out to buy a life.
If they were willing to put in a bit more effort and hire an assassin, this bag of gold could buy you two lives.
How could that be? The young guard was shocked, unable to believe his life was so cheap.
Nothing is impossible.
Reality is this cruel.
We, who are called the royal guards, are nothing more than the dogs of the nobles.
There's nothing remarkable about it.
Think about this when you go home.
If you really can change, I advise you to leave the capital as soon as possible.
In the inner city noble district, in a courtyard, Ma and his four companions gathered again.
Looking ahead, they saw the blackroed divine messenger sitting on a stone bench, savoring fine wine.
The eyes of the group were fervent.
Ma instep forward and reported, "Divine messenger, we have successfully completed this prayer meeting," adding 24 new believers.
"You all did well.
You are truly loyal servants of our Lord.
" The black robeed divine messenger looked at him and praised.
The five felt excited, seemingly anticipating something.
They had left their comfortable lives to go to the stinking slums to promote the church, not out of true faith, but for tangible benefits.
A hint of disdain flashed in the black rogue divine messenger's eyes.
But he spoke as the others wished.
Our Lord never spares rewards for loyal believers.
If you complete the tasks entrusted by our Lord, there will be rewards.
This is a divine gift.
You should be sincere and praise our Lord.
Praise the Supreme and Holy King of eternal night.
Without hesitation, the five knelt down in fervent worship and shouted with fervor.
The black robed divine messenger also stood up, looking up at the sky, placing his right hand on his chest and bowing.
Suddenly, the moonlight in the courtyard dimmed, and a few drops of rain fell, accurately landing on the five, merging into them.
In an instant, the five's eyes shone with black light.
Their body meridians opened and changed, forcibly being cleared and transformed by a mysterious power.
Their strength began to rise, and after a while, they broke through their bottleneck, ascending a level, "Praise Eternal Knight.
" The one who benefited the most, Ma, directly rose from third tier to fourth tier, unable to hide his excitement as he shouted joyfully, feeling the change in his power, "Praise Eternal Knight! Praise Eternal Knight!" The other four were the same, their faces filled with excitement as they fervently shouted.
Being from noble families, they could see the essence of the world clearer than anyone else.
The essence of this world is simple.
Whoever has the bigger fist, their words are the ones that matter.
Whether it is power, status, wealth, or beauty, all of these can be obtained through strength.
As long as one possesses strength, even a commoner can become a top noble overnight or even overthrow a king to become one themselves.
To the outside world, they appear as privileged young nobles.
But within their own families, they know the truth.
There are many young masters and misses like them in their families, not less than 100, and they are hardly valued.
Ultimately, it is because their talents are not good enough.
Even if their families are wealthy and possess many resources, it is impossible to nurture all disciples.
It is normal for resources to be inclined towards those who show talent.
As for disciples like them who lack cultivation talent, although they can live comfortably by relying on their family strength, they have essentially been abandoned.
Their only role is to bear more children to contribute to the family s expansion.
Because of this, after experiencing the effects of divine grace, they quickly pledged allegiance to the cult of eternal night and became followers.
Go.
The divine enhancement is over.
The blackroed divine envoy waved his hand, urging these guys to leave quickly.
The five bowed again before turning to leave.
Halfway out, the young man ma in stopped and turned back to ask divine envoy, "How can we make a greater contribution to the cult?" After being promoted to the fourth tier, Ma's ambition grew larger, and he wanted to obtain more divine favor.
The black robe divine envoy saw through man's thoughts, knowing he was being so proactive for personal gain.
But he was not angry.
He chuckled lightly, preached the word, let more lost sheep receive the brilliance of our Lord.
The five thanked him again, and turned to leave the courtyard.
After they left, the black robeed divine envoy removed the mask from his face, revealing a young man in his 20s.
Looking at the gate, he sneered to himself a bunch of false followers.
If it weren't for the chieftain's mercy, not wanting to create more bloodshed, they would all have to die.
His name was Lin Wei, one of the missionaries sent by the Nightclan, a six-tier dark magic user with great power and cleverness.
No need to worry.
Once they truly bathe in our Lord's brilliance, they will naturally make the correct choice.
A voice came from the side and a figure materialized on the stone bench opposite him.
Also, a missionary from the nightclan.
A group of greedy and cowardly individuals.
They probably can't even pass the dark trial.
Yet, they dare to bask in our Lord s divine light.
Lini sneered disdainfully.
It is precisely because there are such people that we can infiltrate.
is NT that right.