Chapter 389 - There Are Always Black Sheep (1/2)

Chapter 389 There Are Always Black Sheep

Roland had every reason to be excited.

After all, it was an acknowledgment of his integrity, capabilities, and prospects.

But Roland declined after only two seconds of thought. He shook his head and said, “Sorry, but I don’t know how to devote my faith to a G.o.ddess.”

Stunned for a few seconds, the angel put on a weird expression. “Why? This is an invitation from a G.o.ddess. Shouldn’t you feel honored?”

“I am honored.” Roland sighed and said, “But it doesn’t mean that I have to wors.h.i.+p any G.o.ddess.”

“Any G.o.ddess?” The angel shook her head and said, “Occasionally, there are such Mages. Then let me ask you, what are G.o.ds and G.o.ddesses in your eyes?”

“Powerful beings, so powerful that we cannot understand them yet.”

The angel asked with a smile, “Yet? Does it mean that you will try to understand them when you’re capable enough?”

Roland nodded.

Hearing that, the angel slowly descended to the ground. She didn’t look down at Roland anymore, and the ivory light around her was gone.

“As expected of the descendants of G.o.ddess Mystra,” said the angel gently. “Then let’s put it in a different way. How would you like to be Favored?”

The Favored… were the people who were favored by G.o.ds and G.o.ddesses. Essentially, the Saint Samurai, including Schuck, were Favored.

But Roland shook his head again.

Schuck was much handsomer than other people, and the females were quite tolerant of him. They wouldn’t feel that he was a terrible person even though he did something inappropriate.

But Roland knew that he wasn’t as charming.

Besides, the Favored were in a weak position. They were like the pets of the G.o.ds and G.o.ddesses.

Of course, some pets might be appreciated because they were lovely, but Roland didn’t think that he would receive Schuck’s privileges with his unremarkable face.

He knew that most Saint Samurai were careful and cautious every day. They would sincerely pray to their G.o.ddess and try their best to fully comprehend the doctrines.

But Schuck was different from them. He traveled on his red dragon every day and paid little attention to the rituals, but he was the Saint Samurai who was making the fastest progress.

Every time he hung out with his friends, Schuck would always talk about the beautiful scenic locations and wonders he saw.

He was a battle-type player, but it was almost like he was a player who was only here to enjoy the scenery.

Roland was never jealous of Schuck’s appeal to women. He never dreamed to be like Schuck.

Every person was unique. It was impossible to copy other people’s success or lifestyle.

Therefore, Roland was not interested in becoming one of the Favored.

In Roland’s eyes, the Life G.o.ddess probably intended to raise a puppy, preferably one with sharp fangs that could help her bite her enemies now and then.

Roland would rather not be a puppy.

Pretending to think for a moment, Roland raised his head and said, “Sorry, but I’m not qualified to be Favored.”

Though he claimed that he wasn’t qualified, it was an obvious declination.