Chang Hao, whose true identity was revealed, suddenly raised his head. He was not looking at Dante's main priest, but was quickly judging where to escape and the greatest chance to escape.

The temple priest in front of him is an old monster who has become famous since the war of sea and land. A demon general Greesle can make him helpless. He has not yet expanded to the point where he dared to attack the legendary priest, which will only make him die faster.

That girl still got all the tricks! Chang Hao gritted his teeth.

"Young man, don't get me wrong. Anna didn't tell me about your identity." Dante's priest who pointed out Chang Hao's identity was still calm. The smile on his face was now full of wisdom that was unique to the elderly.

Chang Hao was shocked and suspicious. Could it be that the priest could see through his thoughts?

"Don't be too nervous. Young man, I can't see all your thoughts clearly. Our deer clan's true eyes are not as talented as that outrageous, but your mood is too obvious and there are too many flaws, so it's easy to see through." Dante's main priest showed with practical actions that he could indeed understand some of Chang Hao's ideas.

A powerful immortal cultivator can often keenly detect whether the other party is ill-behaved. Although Chang Hao is not powerful in this regard, he is not weak. With the repeated perception of his spiritual sense, the old man in front of him had no murderous intention before, but now he has no chance.

But what surprised him was that the priest seemed to be able to detect the existence of the spiritual consciousness, and had been carefully observing the few wisps of spiritual consciousness beside him, and from time to time stretched out his fingers to try to touch it. Unfortunately, the priest Dante was destined to be futile.

"What a magical power, this power is not magic, nor is it fighting spirit." The main priest Dante looked excited as if he had discovered a new world.

After repeatedly confirming that the priest in front of him had no malice towards him, Chang Hao slowly sat his butt back on the mat, and his eyes never left the old man in front of him.

"How did you...discover my identity?" Chang Hao couldn't help but ask first.

"You have been successful in imitating the appearance of elves, and you can completely distort the real ones. Perhaps many orcs are now unfamiliar with the elves, but I once fought side by side with them more than a thousand years ago and even became friends with some elves. So although your imitation is indeed very realistic, this does not mean that you can hide it from me."

Dante's Priest Tsing put the proof of appointment in Chang Hao's hand and said lightly: "I could see it when we first met. You were very nervous at that time."

Chang Hao was silent for a while and asked, "Since you have known my true identity for a long time, why didn't someone arrest me?"

"You are not bad-hearted and have a sense of justice. Why do I arrest you?" The Master Dante's face showed a puzzled expression.

It was Chang Hao's turn to speak. He was stunned for a while before he said: "Master Chancellor, don't you know the truth that the minds of non-my race will be different?"

"If I am not a race, my heart will be different? I have never heard of it, but it makes sense." Dante's priest looked Chang Hao from beginning to end again with a surprised look. "It's hard to imagine that such a cruel argument would be spoken out of the young man."

Dante Master Dan sat upright with a slightly hunched waist. He said earnestly: "The saying that is true or not, is true or wrong, but I think a person's good or bad should not be determined by his origin. In this world, can orcs be all good? Humans must be bad? You must know that during the war between the sea and land, it was the magicians of the human vassal that made up for our orcs' natural weaknesses that we can't do magic."

"I have seen the intrigues of human beings and the forgetfulness of human beings, but I will still not forget the great kindness of human beings to us orcs back then. The so-called good and bad depend on the specific situation, and we cannot kill everyone with just one blow. I can't find any trace of the treacherous thoughts and greedy eyes of human aristocrats and merchants. Your heart is very pure and pure. I have never missed people in the past thousand years."

"You can come with secrets or go with secrets, as long as you wait for the orc kingdom as your home." Dante's priest smiled as approachable as the old man who got up early to water the flowers next door, without any stance of a legendary priest.

"Your wisdom and enlightenment are better than the sun in the sky." Chang Hao took a deep breath, feeling relieved. He finally understood why there were three cardinal priests in the temple, but he was the only one who was called a legend by the world. The reason for this was not only because of age.

"Young people should look like young people, don't always think about flattering us old guys." Dante slapped his thigh and laughed.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it." Chang Hao was amused by the old man's humor.

"After taking over the letter of commission, you are the lord of the Varonian wasteland. As a lord, the people are indispensable. The temple stipulates that any lord's subordinate must meet the quota of two thousand people within three months, otherwise it will be banned." Dante asked, "Can you have two thousand people under your command now?"

"How could there be such a disgusting system? This clearly hinders my life?" Chang Hao immediately had one head and two big ones.

He now has only Herbert's Bearmen tribe, Panda tribe, Oriental Monks, and women and children. He is only in his 400s in his full range of plans. Valonian is a wasteland. Where did he go to grab the remaining more than 1,500 people?

Chang Hao had a big worry on his head, thinking that he would become the shortest-lived lord in the history of the Orc Kingdom, and he would automatically get out of here after three months?

"Your expression has already told me the answer." Lord Dante nodded, "Let's do this, the temple fair appointed a priest for each territory. I will ask the priest to bring vassal warriors, slaves and cattle and sheep from the animals to report."

Happiness comes too fast like a tornado. Chang Hao almost rushed up and gave the priest a fierce hug. This is simply a timely help!

However, Chang Hao soon noticed that in addition to this novice gift package, there was an extra priest. After hesitating for a while, he asked: "Master Priest, can you please ignore this priest?"

It’s not that Chang Hao thinks that he is full of meat and looks down on vegetables, but that he really has a lot of secrets. He is a human being, and there are hundreds of immortal cultivators who “smuggled” from the East, as well as human magicians like Xiao Ai.

Dan Ding's priest is broad-minded and tolerant. That is because his vision is in place, but he can't expect any priest from a temple to have such awareness, right? If the priest made a small report, it would probably be enough for him to publish a book.

"It is a tradition and a mandatory requirement to assign sacrifices to every piece of territory, especially Valonian." The priest Dante glanced at the young boy who might not have been loaded with this secret basket, took out a roll of sheepskin map, and pointed his finger at the northern province. "Varonian wasteland is located in the northern province, bordering the human desert country, where riots are constantly there, and desert robbers will occasionally cross the border and robbers from time to time. Only when our orc warriors are equipped with sacrifices can they ensure that they can exert sufficient strength in battle."

"But you don't have to worry. Considering your actual problems, I will send you a sacrificial priest who knows you well, so that you don't have to worry."

A priest who knows me well and knows me well? Chang Hao was full of questions. He counted all the slaps he had seen when he came to Middle-earth continent. How could he have such a person? But soon he seemed to remember something, opened his mouth wide and asked tentatively: "Is it Anna?"

"Smart boy." The priest Dante nodded with satisfaction: "Although Anna has been a member of the temple's Ancient Ministry for a long time, her ability as a priest is not weaker than others at all, so you can rest assured."

"That's natural. To be honest, you said that Anna and I were quite good at it." Chang Hao deeply agreed with the priest's words. If Anna's crazy war song had not allowed Mamos and his heavy-armed warriors to explode their potential and run hundreds of kilometers, they might have become prisoners of Greesl now.

Chang Hao is not a fool, the temple is not a place of cultivation, and is full of power entanglements. Since there are three priests, the relationship between these three priests should be like the three-legged tripod in the late Eastern Han Dynasty in the Jiuzhou Land. Dante's priest was working hard to help him, no matter how hard he looked, he should have wanted to win him over to serve under his command.

But the legendary priest did not do this, but was more like he was thinking about him from the standpoint of a friend. He could help if he could help, and he would also help if he couldn't help. Chang Hao felt a little warm in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel respect for the old man.

This is the first time since his grandfather and Gandalf have respected an old man so much.

If Dante is abolished as the main priest of the temple, he is actually a very talkative old man. It seems that because for a long time, everyone around him has respected him and bound him on the altar, he can never find a partner to speak freely. Now Chang Hao has satisfied his desire to talk, and the old and the young sit on the ground like a friend of age. Chang Hao also told Dante his real name.

The two of them spoke freely, and before they knew it, it was late at night. The moon in the night sky hung high like a big millstone, and the banquet in the military camp had already ended.

It was not too early, so Chang Hao stood up and said goodbye.

"After you arrive in Varonian, stabilize as soon as possible. Although you rescued Prince Camuel and allowed the orc kingdom to be in charge, the human empire may continue to make a fuss about this matter. Your territory and the human empire have recently been active in the desert kingdom, and the kingdom army happens to be tight. You have to be mentally prepared enough, so I can only say that." Dante's Priest Deeply decided to remind the smart young man at the end of the situation he faced.

Although Varonian's fiefdom is vast, it has always been a hot potato in the orc kingdom. It is not because the land there is barren, but because Varonian is a buffer area between the orc kingdom and the human empire. If a war breaks out between the two sides, the pressure on Lord Varonian's shoulders can be imagined. In such an indescribable land, it is difficult to gain a foothold without considerable wrists and courage.

It is precisely because of this that the temples and the parliament were willing to take Valonian's fiefdom as a reward. They were reluctant to take it out if they were other places that were rich and rich.

"Thank you, Lord Master, I know very well." Chang Hao bowed to the old man, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Dante Master Dan looked at Chang Hao's departure with complex eyes.

"Main Priest, although Chang Hao is a human, he is undoubtedly very outstanding. Do you really don't consider recruiting him to become a follower?" A graceful figure walked out of the shadow of the temple wall pillars. Who else could it be if Anna wasn't?

"Anna, haven't I said it? When there are no outsiders, just call me father. Don't always learn the trick of being stern in the dark." Dante smiled like an old chrysanthemum in full bloom, and pointed to the straw mat beside him to signal Anna to sit down.

"Okay father." Anna knelt respectfully on the straw mat, her two perky buttocks were gently folded on her heels, rippling a round curve that was fascinating.

If Chang Hao was here, even if he was labeled as disrespectful to the priest, he would ask him how he could have a daughter who was as beautiful as a flower in his age of over a thousand years? This is no longer an old tree blossoms, it is just an iron tree blossoming!

In addition, if Chang Hao could witness this scene, he would find another problem. Dante's main priest is a deer clan, with two antlers on his head, but Anna does not, so Anna must be of mixed race. Then Anna's mother's origin is intriguing.

"Of course I want to recruit such an excellent young man. But unfortunately, he is not the one I can recruit." Dante sighed, and there was something in his words.

"Father, why do you say that? You are the legendary priest who has experienced the sea and land war in the Orc Kingdom. He is just a fledgling little lord. How could you say you are not qualified to recruit him?" The young Anna obviously couldn't see through the mystery.

"Anna, do you still remember that there is an ancient book in the clan with a long history, which records the story of practitioners from the far east visiting Middle-earth a long time ago?" Dante's Priest did not directly answer his daughter's question, but asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

Anna nodded obediently. She remembered the book in the clan very clearly. The ancient book was so old that it was unremarkable. Turning the pages harder would turn the fragile paper into ashes. My father often quoted allusions from the book as her bedtime story.

"The book contains magical illustrations drawn by human magicians, which are lifelike. It records the unprecedented grand occasion of various ethnic groups' hospitality after the Eastern practitioners came to Middle-earth continent. Even the appearances of those Eastern practitioners are depicted one by one."

"And this Chang Hao is almost carved from the same mold as the most prominent oriental emperor in the illustrations!" Dante's chief priest took a deep breath, as if he couldn't believe it himself.

"Father! Are you saying that Chang Hao does not come from the human empire, but from the distant East, or even the descendant of the human emperor?" Anna's face turned pale and there was no longer the calmness she had before.

When she was young, she heard her father talk about the visit to Middle-earth continent. So she remembered it very clearly. Now she recalled Chang Hao's strange behaviors and magical actions of flying on his sword in his previous actions, and it seemed that everything could be explained.

"It is no exaggeration to say that Valonian is a mess. When he goes there to be a lord, he will definitely encounter one or another problem. If you go to his place to serve as a war priest in a while, help him and assist him, he will be a good lord."

Dante's Priest had a son in his later years and cherished his daughter very much. He rubbed Anna's head and comforted him: "I know that Helen's depravity has caused you to be a barrier to the Anbu. You just happened to take this opportunity to leave the Anbu and become a dignified priest. Just treat it as going to Valonian to relax. My good daughter, go and prepare."

Anna happily took the order and left, and the temple became cold again.

The cold wind whistled at night, and the priest Dante pulled the collar of the sacrificial robe.

There was actually one thing hidden in his heart that he didn't mention it to anyone.

By chance a thousand years ago, he learned the great prophecy from a great human magician Merlin. He dared to try to perform the great prophecy on Chang Hao.

In the space of prophecy, he saw the vast universe, where giant ships were anchored to cover the sky and the sun, and the young man who was still a little restrained in front of him stood in front of the ocean formed by countless giant ships, staring at the distance with his sword.

Just as he wanted to see it more clearly, the space for prophecy suddenly became pitch black, and a man in a black and golden emperor robe walked out of the darkness without warning, and the entire space for prophecy trembled with the man's steps.

Dante's eyes widened in an instant.

He recognized this man, and he was the Eastern Emperor recorded in ancient books!

The human emperor waved his hand gently at him, and the entire prophecy space was self-defeating. The irresistible regency came, and the irresistible priest changed his expression. He felt that he was more fragile than Cao Mu in front of that power. He was like a tenant with an expiration of the contract, and was politely invited by the real master to leave the house.

He saw the human emperor's lips open and close, but he could not hear any sound. It was not until he was asked to leave the prophecy space that the sound came slowly and echoed in his ears.

"Old man, just see this. You can't spy on what's happening next."
Chapter completed!