Chapter 65 - His majesty the pope who spreads the holy light (8) (1/2)

Chapter 65

His majesty the pope who spreads the holy light (8)

Translated by: Niladri

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Lalan Heights. Edge of the concave depression.

In the dense jungle, a hollow sound could be heard, and a storm Falcon fell.

The young man dressed as a Ranger trekked through the grass and moved forward. The bowstring of the short bow in his hand was still trembling slightly. He picked up the Falcon and threw it backwards into the arms of the strong warrior behind him.

“Rhett, is that okay?” The young ranger had blisters in his bow-pulling hands.

“Boer, what the employer wanted to eat dragon Eagle wings.” Rhett shrugged.

“Where am I going to find the Dragon eagle for this young master? Even if we find it, our whole team will die in the process!” Boer felt his mind collapsing.

This employer was Ionas who had given a deposit of one bag of gold coins. The task was also simple. They didn’t need to go into the depression. They just needed to explore around the edge of the depression and inform him about any strange buildings. They had also been delighted to think that their team had met a big fat sheep with a stupidly high amount of money, and the young man also thought that the long poems chanted by the Bards were real.

Beautiful Lalan Heights!

Once the home of the dragon,

The land was wild and beautiful.

The land was mysterious and moving.

Until the miracle came,

Dragon Island rose to the sky…

As for this legend, skeptics sneered at being able to raise such a vast area to become a floating island. This was something that only Gods could do. Only which God would be so bored, doing such a meaningless thing. The dragons used to live on the ground, and no creature dared to invade their territory, why bother creating a floating island in one fell swoop?

Those who believed in it came one after another to the edge of the depression to map the edge and compare it to the outline of the Dragon Island in the sky. If they were to overlap, it would be one of the greatest discoveries in the history of the mainland.

However, no one has been able to complete the map of the Lalan depression, because the Lalan depression was too dangerous. The terrain was complex and demonic beasts ran rampant. It is said that some people have seen sub-dragons deep in the depression. Sub-dragons had the ancestry of giant dragons. Since the disappearance of giant dragons from the mainland, sub-dragons became the most dangerous creatures on the mainland.

This aristocratic young man named Ionas was obviously deceived by bards into investigating the relationship between Lalan Heights and Dragon Island.

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The Blood Wolf Team had intended to take the noble young man to wander around the edge of the depression to show him the dangers near the Lalan depression. Such a young man who was ignorant of the world will naturally be frightened to go back to the safety of the main city and would never daydream about becoming a warrior. According to the rules of the Adventurer’s Association, if the employer suspends the task, the full commission must be paid.

What an easy task, walking around the edge of the depression randomly, without facing the overtly powerful demonic beasts, they could enjoy their lives with the huge commission. But the whole team underestimated the employer’s difficulty.

Just listen to what he’s asking for.

“I’m going to have dragon eagle wings for dinner tonight.”

Dragon Eagle! That’s a dragon eagle. Does this young man think it’s a roast turkey wing? Dragon eagles were one of the most dangerous flying demonic beasts, almost equal in strength to the Griffin, or pack creatures. Attack one of them, the whole pack of dragon eagles will pour out from their nests until the provokers are destroyed. That’s what the mild-tempered priest in the group explained to the employer, but what did the young master say?

“Then just kill a pack of dragon eagles. That’s all right. I can eat them all.”

Ella’s expression was distorted at that time, and the usual mild-tempered priest was choked half to death by this young master’s demands.