Chapter 597: Traditional Arts of the Goblins

With the help of the practice mode, it is a dimensionality reduction attack for court etiquette, which is actually purely based on rote memorization.

It is very difficult to remember all the learning.

Isn't it easy to copy the answers?

After starting to copy and paste, Fernan was amazed by Pete and the other two and praised them endlessly.

"I can guarantee that you are the most talented young people I have ever seen, no one else!"

"Great! Wonderful! It is exactly the same as the standard manners. How did you do it?"

Pet smiled but said nothing.

They were all copied exactly according to Fernan's demonstration. It would be strange if they were different!

He found a place on the border that is ahead of the capital.

No matter how good the living conditions of the people in the capital are, no matter how superior the environment is, have they been blessed by the God of Knowledge?

No!

The God of Knowledge does not choose believers based on their origins or talents. Everyone competes fairly under the same rules. Moreover, believers are currently only recruited in the three regions of Ceylon, Dark Forest and Stone Castle.

Although the capital is the most prosperous and largest city in the Kingdom of Reyak, the people here cannot enjoy the various powerful blessings from the God of Knowledge.

Different gods, especially those with more niche and weaker priesthoods, have different "missionary scopes". This is a phenomenon that everyone knows, but no one has yet been able to explain the reason.

This phenomenon is not affected by the spontaneous missionary behavior of believers.

For example, the parish of Harel, the goddess of music that Fernan believes in, is basically located in the area near the capital of Starosh.

If you try to offer your faith to the goddess Harel on the eastern border of the kingdom.

Even if you prepare the same ceremony, the same materials, and chant the exact same prayers, it is still difficult to get a response from the gods.

This is because it is beyond the parish of the goddess of music, and she seems unwilling to accept the faith of new believers who are too far away from Starosh.

However, if a mortal who desires to become a believer of the goddess travels thousands of miles from the eastern border to the capital, completes the ceremony here and gets the response of the goddess.

Then even if he returns to the eastern border in the future, he can still pray to the goddess, receive blessings, and use divine arts normally.

If this magical phenomenon is applied, then Nowen's parishes are currently in Ceylon, Dark Forest and Stone Fort.

Of course.

In fact, Nowen is not restricted by this strange phenomenon.

If there are mortals in other regions who are willing to believe in Nowen, he can still accept them at any time and establish a connection between faith and divine power.

It's just that Nowen didn't do that.

The Ceylon region has not been digested yet, and now there is another Stone Fort. Nowen is not short of believers at all. There are many people who are willing to do their best to fight for the qualification of a Nowen believer.

Compared with the complicated royal capital area, it is better to manage your own piece of land first.

...

The next morning.

The progress of the temporary etiquette training of Pete and others has made great progress.

On the other side.

The Golden Tide Windbreaker arrived at the royal capital Starosh again, and it will transit here and then turn to Ceylon City.

"Four of you! You don't need to stop at the pier for transfer, so if you plan to get off the airship in the capital-" Ronald shouted in front of the steering wheel: "The parachute bag is hanging on the wall of the cabin below!"

"Remember to pay before use, 20 silver coins, or 15 life points can be transferred directly to me!"

Rena, Gale, Brandon, and Lancelot's good friend Dolan.

They are the "four" mentioned by Ronald.

"What the hell?!" Brandon said in astonishment: "Don't stop, let us jump into the capital?!"

"Are you kidding!"

Although the Golden Tide Windbreaker did not land at the airship pier of Starosh when going from Ceylon City to Stone Castle, it only circled in the sky.

But that time no one needed to get off the airship.

This time, they planned to return to Ceylon later and go to the capital to meet their companions first. This is a lively event at the level of the king's personal invitation, and they must join in.

I thought they could get off the airship directly from the pier.

As a result... he actually had to jump by himself.

Ronald looked righteous: "Who has the time to joke with you! Time is money, my friend!"

"Do you know how many goblin airships Starosh handles every day?"

"This is the most prosperous airship dock in the entire Plantis continent except for Green Harbor. Every airship's takeoff and docking needs to be reported in advance for easy scheduling."

"You think the airship docking is like throwing a paper airplane. The most troublesome thing about this big guy is takeoff and landing, okay! How can it be stopped and flown as it pleases?"

"If we really want to dock here temporarily, we have to wait at least a day to arrange a dock berth for the airship!"

Brandon's face darkened when he heard it.

If it weren't for Gale confirming that the goblin airship was really stipulated in this way, he would have thought Ronald was going to cheat them again.

He suffered from not riding an airship much before.

To sum up, this was only the third time he had ridden an airship in his life.

Captain Ronald slapped his head and remembered something:

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot!"

"Don't fly directly towards the capital when parachuting. The sky above Starosh is a no-fly zone. Only registered goblin airships, magic carpets, and griffin knights can take off. If you dare to float in there brazenly, you will definitely be shot down by the griffin knights."

"Okay, good luck to you, hurry up and jump, the capital will be there soon!"

Brandon had no choice but to go with the other three to get the goblin's life-saving parachute.

It's not that he resists parachuting or is afraid of heights, it's simply because he has no confidence in the products produced by the goblins!

After all, Brandon used to work in a goblin workshop, and he knew that the goblins were good at using various methods to secretly label those products that did not meet the quality standards, pass the inspection, and then sell them to customers of other races.

So many times, using goblin products is almost like opening a blind box.

If you are lucky, everything will be normal.

If you are unlucky, you have to be more careful in your next life, use less or simply don't use goblin products.

……

Standing on the edge of the airship deck more than 500 meters above the ground, Brandon's heart was a little nervous.

If something really happened at this altitude, he didn't have to go to the capital to join his companions. He could get back to the Dark Forest before them. Maybe he could find a team to complete the Dark Crypt Shallow Trial this week.

"Nowen, bless you! I hope there's nothing wrong with my parachute bag!"

Brandon closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and fell rapidly toward the ground while pulling open the drawstring of the goblin's parachute bag.

Then he heard an ominous "tearing" sound.

It sounded like something was torn apart.

Brandon's eyes went dark.

What you fear will come true!

The traditional art of the goblins is here again!

Do they have any products of qualified quality?

...

There will be another update later! Keep knocking!