Chapter 181 180. Brother Meow Meow finally found out the reason for his evil hand. It turned out that it was all the fault of Avalon!

Natalie quickly arrived at the ruins of the inner city shrouded in the strange purple light of the Astral Creation. Old Eugene and Sister Marianne had already set up two tents here, and Sister Jules returned to the city.

Camp outside.

As the medical commander and faith affairs manager of Scarlet Castle, Aunt Jules has a very busy daily work, and she also urgently needs her fellow believers to be her assistants.

Even the picky old Eugene could find no fault with this sincere believer, and he gratefully accepted Aunt Jules' request for them to clean up the shadows in the surrounding astral realm.

"here."

Natalie carried the large oak holy blade on her back and walked into the area designated as the Temple of Avalon.

As she stepped into it, a unique perception immediately arose in her soul, just like the tranquility of walking in the tree-lined temple area when she was training on Gramamo Island when she was young.

That is the unique feeling that the sight of God Avalon brings to believers.

But as if there is an invisible line cutting off the surrounding area, this area of ​​spiritual peace is limited to the piece of land that Murphy assigned to the Avalon Temple. Once the boundary is crossed by even one step, this kind of attention will disappear.

This unique phenomenon immediately made Natalie think a lot.

"My God's gift only exists here and ends here. Marianne and I have tried it repeatedly. Only here can we feel the gaze and comfort of our God."

Old Eugene, who was carrying a hunting sword but only wearing a linen priest's robe, saw Natalie arriving. The sincere believer immediately stepped forward to salute, and said with a little regret:

"It is not yet certain what caused this, but this is a pretty perfect start. Once the Avalon Temple stands here, perhaps the power of my god can be spread."

"No, probably not."

Natalie glanced thoughtfully at the spiral staircase leading to the Blood Vulture Corridor in the distance, and she said softly:

"Perhaps it's because the God of Avalon has reached some agreement with the lords here? Perhaps my God restrained his power in this land of the temple to express some kind of friendship or expectation? It's like a pair of God's Eyes placed here

.

He wants to patiently and calmly observe the changes in this city and even this land in the future.”

"How could my god make an agreement with a vampire? What you say doesn't make sense! That's a vampire! That's the descendant of eternal sin!"

Old Eugene was very dissatisfied with Natalie's guess, but Natalie then shook her head and said:

"No, Murphy is different from other vampires. My father also recognized this, otherwise he would not have asked Murphy to accept us when he was about to die. Maybe my father received some kind of revelation from the gods?

You also know that my father is the only human believer who can still maintain limited contact with the god Avalon in these ten years. But this is not what we should discuss now, Master Eugene."

Natalie took the initiative to end the topic.

She told the master witch hunter in front of her about the conversation she had just had with Murphy on the road, and said to him:

"In addition to confirming the miracles of our God, I came here in advance and I also have important things to discuss with you and Sister Marianne about where to place our compatriots."

"Aren't you going to send them to the Scarlet Keep?"

Wearing a linen robe and wrapping her hair with a long scarf, Ms. Marianne, who seemed to have suddenly "transformed" from a seasoned silver hunter to a nun, appeared behind Natalie carrying a basket of freshly picked berries.

she says:

"I just walked around the outer city, where large-scale cleanup is being carried out in preparation for subsequent reconstruction. It can be seen that Lord Murphy has a plan for his city. Unfortunately, even if I am walking on the ground, I can't

Feel the terrible smell coming from the sewer area of ​​the city.

A ghoul lair and wraith tomb is taking shape on a scale that scares me."

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

Natalie sat on a wooden stake, picked up the berries and threw them into her mouth, while saying to the two witch hunting masters:

“I actually don’t mind our compatriots investing in rebuilding the city and cleaning up evil things in the sewers, but what they need most now is to recuperate, and the environment around Scarlet Castle can hardly provide them with a safe and relaxing atmosphere.

Furthermore, you two also know that we have been fighting for ten years and need time to adapt to a peaceful life to avoid excessive conflicts with the locals.

So my idea is that we might be able to place our compatriots in the villages around Crimson Keep.

For example, in the village of Moreland that I mentioned to you, there is a medium-sized ghoul lair that is blocked. That is all the fault of our fallen companions. We should solve that crisis for this land.

The village is located near the trade route of Transia. After being well-rested, it can accommodate at least 300 people. If expanded, all compatriots can even be accommodated in it.

The most important thing is that there is a large woodland near the village of Morland, where we were stationed, and the natural psychic energy there is more abundant than in the Scarlet Keep.

This is more conducive to the recovery of our fellow citizens.

Finally, Morland Village is only a day’s journey from Scarlet Castle, so it’s very convenient to travel there.”

"This is indeed a good idea!"

Old Eugene nodded and said:

"But will the vampire lord agree?"

"Lord Murphy shouldn't care about this. As I said, he is a very peculiar vampire. If it weren't for his midnight blessing appearance, I would think he is just a cunning human being."

Natalie replied:

"However, Moreland Village is the fiefdom of Ms. Miriam, Baroness of Moreland, so we may still need to obtain the Baroness's permission and official documents. I will take care of this.

I have some friendship with her.

Then there’s the second thing, about the ‘Adventurers’ Guild’.

Don't show this expression, Master Eugene, I know you are reluctant to let go of the name that the White Oak Chapter has inherited for three hundred years, but now we must make changes.

What Lord Murphy means is that he hopes to see the Adventurer's Guild start operating as soon as possible, preferably tomorrow. He seems to want us to complete the docking and coordination with his warriors on certain things.

I thought about it on the way here.

I decided to transfer some of the disabled veterans in the battle group who are no longer able to go on the battlefield to become trainers of various professions to help Murphy's warriors better master their strength and skills, and to teach them combat experience."

Natalie organized her words and talked to the two witch hunting masters:

"In addition, we need to mobilize some active young people to actively join in the reconstruction of Scarlet Fort. If possible, strive to take on grassroots management positions, and finally find some eloquent compatriots to become our 'quartermasters'.

Murphy has agreed that we can sell the computing orb accessories originally contributed as gifts to the lord to his warriors at a reasonable price.

This will become an important source of funds for our church construction.

Finally, and most importantly, we no longer need large-scale battles, so our tamed demon-hunting steeds have become a resource that can be used.

I plan to sell 500 of the 800 war horses we have on hand to the officials of Scarlet Castle, and we will only keep 300 of them ourselves, which is enough to maintain a small but elite ranger force."

"This is a great idea!"

Aunt Marian agreed very much and said:

"Equestrians can be assigned to be responsible for the training of demon-hunting steeds. After the collapse of the Church of Avalon, we are the only ones who still have the inheritance method for taming demon-hunting steeds.

This may become a real asset for our compatriots to settle down in Transia. I have observed before that the Undermar Hills and the County of Xiko near the Ice Bay area have very flat and large pastures.

It can be used as a horse farm there."

"I feel like we're talking about selling ourselves!"

Old Eugene had a bad look on his face.

Obviously he doesn't like what Natalie is discussing now, which is too "philistine" for believers, but he is an old man who has experienced ups and downs in life, and the old man is always full of wisdom.

Although he didn't like it, he knew it was absolutely necessary. So after complaining a few times, he got up and found a piece of wood, picked up an ax and carpenter's tools, and quickly made a pretty good one for the Adventurer's Guild.

Iconic plaque.

But out of nostalgia for the old days, this stubborn old guy still stubbornly made this plaque exactly the same as the plaque at the White Oak Chapter headquarters on Glamour Island.

This made Natalie and Grandma Marian shake their heads helplessly, but everyone has their own way of remembering the past, so let it go.

Early the next morning, when the sleep mode was about to end and he was about to be forced to log off, Brother Mew Miao wandered into this city with his four King Kongs and his old cousin. He knew about the White Oak War before.

There are two master witch hunters in the group staying here, but the bad-tempered old man is not easy to deal with.

Brother Miao Miao is here to try his luck and see if he can get a job transfer opportunity to an advanced profession.

As a result, the six of them came over like a parade, and at a glance they saw a huge marching tent already standing among the cleared ruins.

There is also a conspicuous plaque in front.

"The Adventurer's Guild? Damn it! Such a classic adventure organization from another world has finally appeared! It has to be like this."

Brother Heisi shouted excitedly.

Just as he was about to step forward to touch it, a gray shadow suddenly flew down like lightning, startling him.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that it was a small, cute, fierce and proud hunting falcon. It was similar to the peregrine falcon in the real world, but its claws were obviously sharper and its beak was more beautiful.

"Isn't this Ms. Natalie's pet?"

Succubus Laoqu recognized this iconic hunting falcon at a glance.

As a hunter, he dreams of having an equally vivid bird companion as his assistant.

Brother Miao Miao had persuaded him to switch to the old religion profession system just to seduce him with this thing, and there was a larger and more ferocious horned eagle above the tent further away. The guy's already sharp claws were also covered with delicate

of oak claw grips.

That was Old Eugene's hunting companion "Thunderstorm".

Aunt Marianne originally had a splendid hunting falcon, but unfortunately it was lost during a dangerous reconnaissance during the Ten Years' War. Aunt Marian was very sad and has not domesticated a similar falcon since then.
To be continued...