Chapter 3 Choice

George felt a sense of despair. He remembered the 'follower' mentioned in the tavern, and the second mission seemed to be related to this. So I couldn't help but read it carefully.

[Side mission one: Recruit followers]

[Explanation: There are three travelers who were lost in the fog and are walking towards the shelter under the guidance of God. 】

[Content: This is a little test from God to you - you and these three people are bound to meet in fate. But one of them will kill you - choose the right person and convince him to stay. 】

[As a lord, the ability to choose and recruit partners is the most basic quality. And in this impenetrable fog, the shelter needs someone like this even more - you only have one chance, I hope you don't make the wrong decision!

Of course, if you can't make a choice, you also have the right to choose not to leave anyone behind. 】

[Reward: According to what you said, you are about to take over the branch of the ‘God of Sanctuary’. Therefore, if you want to obtain his first investment, you should naturally recruit a group of backbones first. 】

[God is paying attention to you, but He still has some doubts about whether you, an unbeliever, can keep the sanctuary]

"I also wonder if you have found the wrong person." Seeing these two tasks, George had mixed feelings in his heart.

Although those red dots don't have any labels, they are all moving. Some clusters of red dots move very fast, which shows that they are probably wolves.

Maybe he could think of some way to deal with those brainless zombies, but I'm afraid only one or two of those cunning wolves could kill him.

"Although this recruitment task seems a bit cheating, I am at the end of my rope now and there is nothing to hesitate about. I have to leave one person behind." George shook his head and thought: "This first pot of gold is not good in itself. Earn it, this opportunity was given to me for free, even if it is dangerous, I have no reason to give up! '

No matter how strong those people are, at least one more person means more hope. And George felt that he should still be able to find some clues from these travelers to make the right decision.

At this moment, George suddenly found that the time above the tavern suddenly disappeared and turned into a ‘? ’, and then, the door of the tavern was gently pushed open.

The wind and rain blew by, and a tall figure walked in among the swaying bonfire.

It can be seen from the exquisite curves that the hooded person is a woman. After she lifted her hood, she revealed a head of long purple-black slightly curly hair and a pair of deep blue eyes like the sea.

After she came in, she glanced at George coldly from the corner of her eye, and then stretched out her hand without saying a word. Then the fire in the fire pit suddenly became strong.

Immediately afterwards, the woman walked to the window and looked at the heavy rain outside, motionless. It was as if they were waiting for the heavy rain to subside and then immediately hit the road.

George took a closer look and saw these lines of notes on her body:

[The lonely and arrogant mysterious witch]

[Specialties: Knife insertion and eye rolling. 】

[Monologue: ‘How did I get here? ’]

[Other unknown: (With Sanctuary’s current capabilities, you cannot read any more information from her)],

Ignoring the specialty that made him want to complain, George began to think.

‘Many people think that witches are evil, and are even related to the Mist. I don’t know the true situation of this world, and I don’t know if she is evil. But she clearly seems to have trouble communicating. ’ George remained silent, planning to take a look at this person secretly. But at this moment, the door was pushed open again.

This time, an old man wearing a white robe walked in. George recognized his identity from the style of his robe at a glance - the high priest!

"Don't be nervous. I'm just a wandering traveler who lost his way in the fog like you. I'm taking shelter here temporarily." The priest glanced at George slightly. He looked more polite than the witch, and his eyes were softer and warmer. It seems that just one look can bring strength to people's hearts.

The priest glanced at the witch, then withdrew his gaze, and came to a corner to rest with a thoughtful look on his face.

The title on the old man's head was consistent with what George had guessed.

[The steadfast and pious great priest]

[Specialty: Smashing durian with bare hands;]

[Monologue: ‘Why doesn’t the fog sweep over here? ’]

[Other unknowns: (With Sanctuary’s current capabilities, you cannot read any more information from him)]

After seeing his specialty, George felt that the strength of the Holy See might really be divided based on this.

Shaking his head and getting rid of the useless things, George thought to himself: 'But this guy's attitude is obviously much better than that of the witch, and I can also find an entry point to talk to him. ’

The appearance of these two powerful travelers gave George great hope.

Moreover, it seemed as if this priest was guided by God to help him. It seems that as long as he finds a way to make him believe that the God of Sanctuary is paying attention to this place, he can be persuaded to stay.

But the key thing is that there are problems with my current identity and memory - I don't know anything about my resume in the past few years! If the conversation didn't go well, he thought he was a paragraph, or maybe this guy was greedy for this place without fog. And the monologue gave George an inexplicable weird feeling in his heart. He didn't know why he felt like this, and he didn't have time to think about it. Because at this time, the door was pushed open fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely tall and vicious figure bent down and entered the house.

This big bald head gives people a dangerous sense of aggression, and there is a ferocious scar on his face. After he came in, he sat on a seat, slapped the table hard, and yelled at George loudly: "Get me something to eat, bartender!"

His voice was very rough and scary, and even the ashes on the beams shook down.

A few rubs of ash fell on Miss Witch's hair. She trembled slightly and did not use her white hands to get rid of it. She acted as if nothing had happened just now and tried her best to maintain her mysterious demeanor.

George used a wooden stick to flip the potatoes in the fire pit and ignored the big bald head. Instead, he now hopes that he can take action to break the deadlock. And if it can trigger a new 'plot', then he will learn more information after observing the next actions of these three people.

While he was thinking, he glanced at the irritable bald head with his peripheral vision:

[Hungry and destitute wandering mercenary]

[Specialty: Especially edible. 】

[Monologue: "Don't touch me, or I'll lie down and show you!"]

[Others are unknown. 】

After reading the notes, a line of words suddenly appeared in the fire pit:

[You only have one chance to speak. After you choose to communicate with one person, the others will leave. 】

But at this time, the irritable bald man did not do anything radical. But after realizing that the 'bartender' ignored him, he instead looked at the potatoes he was deliberately playing with and drooled. This left George speechless and a little disappointed.

The tavern became quiet again, and the three of them were motionless, minding their own business. Only the rain outside was still pattering, making the tavern less quiet.

George stuck a potato on a wooden stick and ate it slowly. Only one of the three people responded - the big man quietly rummaged through his empty pockets.

‘Hey, if a normal person is hungry and crazy, then he will still consider the issue of money when faced with the temptation of food? ! ’ George felt a little speechless. He felt that this bald man either had an extremely noble bottom line or was missing a string in his head. He prefers the latter, because wandering mercenaries have always been associated with the word bandit, and people with high moral standards simply cannot survive! Unless the strength is terrifying and scary, this guy's strength is obviously not up to that standard.

Shaking his head, George began to think.

The identity of the priest seems very positive, but it is unlikely that he would choose him if he was not forced to do so. This fool's situation is similar to that of the priest - maybe he killed himself, ate all the food and starved himself to death!

As for the witch, she seemed to be having a hard time convincing her.

But he couldn't help but glance at the witch - there were cobwebs and dust hanging on her hair.

George was secretly speechless about this witch who had such a contrast between her inside and outside. He felt that both she and the fool were special. Then he completely ignored her - she had no reason to hang out with a down-and-out lord like herself!

‘Ignore other issues first, among these three people, I am not sure that I can convince the witch, so I throw out one, and now it’s a choice of 1 out of 2 – the pious priest and the bald man’

George couldn't help but glance at the priest again, feeling that the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.

There are two explanations for "why there is no fog here". One is that this person is a cultist, and the other is that he has great expectations for this kind of "miracle".

George looked at the old but very clean divine robe on his body, and was sure that it was a believer of the God of Sanctuary, but he had an indescribable feeling in his heart - he felt that this priest was cheating on him!

And he also knew that he should not make the judgment that the priest was a hypocrite based on just one opinion, but he could no longer hold back the thought in his heart.

If this guy is a werewolf, then why does the God of Sanctuary designate a priest as a werewolf? ! Does this mean that the God of Sanctuary is hinting at something, and the "mist" sentence in his monologue means that the God of Sanctuary chose himself, an unbeliever, to build a sanctuary, instead of choosing a pious person!

Wouldn't it be better to let the people of the Holy Court or Church build the shelter? Why choose someone like yourself who wants everything but has nothing?

Does this mean that the God of Sanctuary can no longer trust his own people? !

What happened after this fog? !

If even the Holy Court cannot convince the God of Sanctuary, then does this world have a future?

He suddenly looked up, feeling flustered. The entire tavern in front of him seemed to be suddenly filled with fog, making his eyes confused!

He knew that he must have been suspicious again. If the matter itself was not that complicated, the God of Sanctuary would just give him a low-level test, allowing him to choose his own people, and then let the priest guide his faith. , or you want to see if you, a faithless person, can fall into the arms of the God of Sanctuary and unconditionally believe in the God of Sanctuary. Then wouldn't you have dug a big hole for yourself?

This is not a test to choose a werewolf, but the God of Sanctuary wants to see himself clearly through this matter - to believe in Him unconditionally, or to pay attention to himself even when death is imminent! Even if this attention is completely opposite to the God of Protection!

'But why the hell does this god of protection have to find a disobedient person to open a branch? ! ’

Maybe I should have chosen a witch so that this problem would be gone? The God of Sanctuary is testing his eloquence again, but he really doesn’t have the confidence to convince the witch.

But something strange was that the more George looked at it, the more he felt that there was something familiar about this witch.

"Nonsense, if you knew me, it would definitely not be that kind of line, or in other words, this familiar feeling is that we might know each other in the future." George shook his head and let go of his fantasy.

Look at the robe and accessories on her body, every one of them is high-end! Those beautiful earrings are definitely the work of a master. If you find a young baron heir yourself, you will never know such a person. And it is impossible for witches to have much contact with clergy

She seemed to be of high birth, and she was in a hurry and full of thoughts. In this environment, if she had a good place to go, but she came out to wander in the mist, she must have something important to do. Such people will not stay in one place for long.

She is not a bastard, why can she smell domineering?

Even if he feels that he is compatible with her, that will be in the future. Now I simply cannot recruit such people.

At this time, another line of words appeared above the fire pit: [The rain is almost subsiding, you don’t have much time. 】

‘Go away, you mother, we are enemies in the same industry! George no longer hesitated and threw the potatoes in the fire pit directly to the mercenary (with a look of reluctance): "This guy is two heads taller than Yao Ming. If he really fights for food from me in the future, he can kill me with one punch." Beat him to death! But I don’t believe it, how can I still fool a fool? ? ’

‘Well, who is Yao Ming? ’

In the end, he still didn't guess who was the person God said would kill him, but he finally decided to leave the direction of the matter to himself.

He believed that even if God saw the future, He could change it!

And assuming that these two guys are both bad guys, then it would be easier to change a gangster than a cultist!

After the big bald man picked it up from the ground, he just threw it into his mouth and swallowed it, regardless of whether it was hot or not. Then he opened his eyes wide and looked at George eagerly.

That look actually looked a little pitiful.

George's eyebrows trembled slightly, looking at the potatoes in the fire pit, he felt his heart bleeding. But he felt a lot more at ease in his heart - this fool was definitely not pretending.

Five or six more were thrown over and were eaten by the big bald head one after another. And that 'almost starving' has become 'three-thirds full'.

Immediately, he simply threw all the potatoes leaning against the fire pit to him one by one. After the big bald man ate them all, he burped slightly. And the small characters also changed to "The down-and-out wandering mercenary who didn't have much to eat".

The corners of George's mouth twitched. He began to feel a little regretful about his choice to recruit this follower - such an appetite

Maybe I will really die in his hands

But now that he had made his decision, he decided to go all the way.

George slowly opened his mouth:

"Friends, this world is terrible. We need to rely on each other to stay warm in order to survive. Although I don't have much food here, it is enough to last for a while. And there is still a lot of food waiting in the fertile fields outside my territory. People go to harvest. You wander around just for a bite of food, why don’t you stay here and share the roof with me?”

George spoke as if there were many people in the territory, and the words in his mouth were completely painting the pie. As for things like lords and nobles, in this period, I am afraid they can only have some effect on those ignorant feudal people who are illiterate.

In fact, even he himself doesn't know how much food is grown outside. After all, in this 'Johannesburg', the land before was only planted with grapes.

"Are you really a noble? The lord here?" Looking at the look of the man in front of him, the mercenary was a little unconvinced. But the words noble and lord seemed to have some effect on him

George's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Of course, pretending to be a noble is a capital offense. My name is George William Austin, and the other lords around here know my and my father's names."

"But you look even poorer than me. I feel like I will starve to death if I follow you." The mercenary looked disgusted.

‘Damn it, you’re the one who’s good at inserting a knife, right? And it’s not like he’s not smart! ’ George cursed secretly, feeling a little depressed at the same time.

It seems that even fools don’t want to follow me!

After the revision, the paragraph review was a bit messy, and I found that there were a lot of spoilers in the paragraph review, so I cleaned it up.

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