Chapter 775 Let Me Purify These Lost Lambs!

Chapter 784 Let me purify these lost lambs!

"Yes, if the battle begins, I need you to provide aura and healing support to the soldiers!" Roland looked at Charlie Pros and nodded.

"It's my honor, but as the messenger of the Dragon God walking in the world, I prefer to use my light to influence these lost lambs! Give them the warmth of a kind father!" Charlie Pros said humbly.

"Those orcs have forgotten the fear of being dominated by the empire. It's time to let them remember their former identities!" Charlie Pros smiled kindly, but Roland couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. Your Excellency, the bishop of the great Dragon God Temple, what you call kindness is to capture those orcs as slaves? Let them work day and night? And send "100 consecutive draws" every day when you go online?

The Great Wall of the North was built by the orcs with their own bodies. Under each long stone is the soul of an orc. The number of orcs who died under the whip of the empire is no less than that of the orcs who died in battle. Even after the death of those orcs, the empire still incinerated and composted them according to the principle of waste utilization, which can be said to lead these lost "lambs" to purify from the inside out, from birth to death.

"..." Roland pursed his lips and didn't know how to respond. After all, the purification of Priest Charlie Pros was too hardcore. It's not that Charlie Pros's suggestion was bad, but now the kingdom has no ability to send those orcs to live a happy life of "one hundred consecutive whips" every day. The population and land have restricted the development of the kingdom. Otherwise, how could Roland be willing to kill all these excellent "big animals"?

"Well, Mr. Charlie Pros, you said it very well, but from a practical point of view, we don't have the conditions to let those lost lambs go home now." Adolf Heinrich, who had been listening for a long time, finally spoke.

"Yes, those bastards are just a waste of food for us at the moment!" Duke Joltea nodded. He ordered Vladivostok to check the current material and personnel preparations in Lagran City and found that the kingdom was grateful for being able to fight the current battle.

"Alas, we can only pity those lost lambs. Since they can't feel the warmth of the empire's father, I can only purify these lost lambs! I hope their souls can go to the Dragon God to rest?!" Charlie Pros shook his head at everyone with regret and pity, his eyes showing a look of compassion. With the halo behind him, those who don't know would think this is an angel who came to the world!

"Uh..." Charlie Pros's sudden flash broke Roland's waist, and Roland was speechless for a while.

Good guy! Roland couldn't help but glance at Charlie Pros. Could this thing be the legendary Empire fill-in-the-blank player with full marks?

Q: What should I do if there is a gap in the Great Wall of the North?

A: Push an Orc slave down and pour ice water on it to make ice bricks!

Thanks to the kind fathers of the Empire, if it weren't for them, how could the Great Wall of the North be built! Otherwise, it is said that the charlatans are the most ruthless to the pagans! Those charlatans are the ruthless people who can tear these Orcs apart and skin them with a smile and compost the remaining residue!

"May I ask what your major was before?" Darion Nightblade swallowed his saliva and said weakly.

"Bang!" Charlie Pros smiled and put the half-human-high mithril armor-breaking hammer and the Dragon God's Holy Book with a thick gold border as thick as a human head on the table.

"I am just an untalented person, majoring in Discipline Priest!" Charlie Pros smiled very sunny, and everyone's heart was very cold.

...

"Fuck! Where did the charlatan come from?" Adolf Heinrich sighed with a headache.

"No way!" Roland pretended to be surprised and puzzled.

"Dragon God! The kingdom will be lively from now on!" Darien Nightblade gestured a dragon god symbol on his chest.

"God said, there are lost lambs calling him here? I just heard someone praying to the Dragon God? Do you need me to do mass?" Charlie Pross, who had already left, suddenly poked out half of his head and said curiously.

"No, no, no!"

"No! You heard it wrong! Respected priest!"

Everyone immediately stood up and shook their heads to say that Charlie Pross had heard it wrong, which made Charlie Pross confused. He just heard someone calling the Dragon God?

"In that case, I will go down first!" Charlie Pross saluted everyone and prepared to leave.

"By the way! Respected Majesty! King Roland, the incarnation of the Dragon God in the world, I heard that there is no archbishop in the Dragon God Temple of the kingdom now, right? If not, I want to try. I am willing to spend my whole life to teach the lost lambs and let them believe in the Dragon God!" Charlie Pross nodded to Roland and left respectfully.

"...Don't! Your Highness, don't!" Darion Nightblade looked horrified with a bitter face.

"I think we can discuss it again... discuss it again..." Adolf Heinrich wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile. The mages who pursued the truth were not on good terms with the charlatans. Adolf Heinrich could barely accept a priest who believed in the Dragon God chanting for him every day, but Yun Feng... My Dragon God! He is a wise man who pursues knowledge and truth! He is born to be on bad terms with charlatans!

Originally, there was no such thing in the kingdom, because although Ivy, the leader of Roland's priests, believed in the Dragon God, she could not be classified as a charlatan, but Charlie Pros was different! This poison was too deep! Adolf Heinrich was afraid that Yun Feng would fight with him...

"Uh... Uh... This... How should I put it? Charlie Pros is really loyal to the Empire! Haha!" Duke Joltea laughed awkwardly and tried to ease the atmosphere.

"Indeed, I think we can discuss it again! Discuss it again!" Roland nodded hurriedly. The charlatans are not scary, but the charlatans who can fight are scary! The charlatans who can split the skull with their strong hands are more scary! Do you think the holy book is for reading? The heavy holy book wrapped in fine gold edges is sometimes more efficient than blunt weapons in breaking armor! More damage!

"Your Highness (Your Majesty) is wise!" A group of people praised hurriedly.

...

"What's going on? The atmosphere is so heavy?" Kaslo couldn't help asking after returning from patrol and looking at the bitter faces and frowns of everyone.

"Your Highness! I can't stand it!" Before everyone could speak, the door was kicked open by Omsk.

"I'm crazy! Does that charlatan have nothing to do? If he's free, you can send him out to find trouble with the orcs and bring glory to the Dragon God! Instead of the Knights who are ruining the kingdom!" Omsk's mouth is more fluent than ever, and his thoughts are clearer than ever! The anger in his eyes is enough to ignite the Ringwraiths! It can be seen that the child is really exploded...

"That... what's wrong?" Kaslo stepped away from Omsk with some fear, looking at Omsk with some horror, not understanding what made him change his temperament in just half a day.

"That charlatan! I'm tired of charlatans! I believe in the Dragon God and grew up in the glory of the Empire! But I didn't sell it to the Dragon God! Damn it! Does that bastard want to train a sixth-level fanatic?" Omsk said angrily.

"Is it possible that he is..." Darion Nightblade said weakly.

"Fuck! It's so unlucky!" Omsk's face stagnated, and then he spat unlucky.