Chapter 590: The Irrus Tribe

Sheila dismissed her men at the entrance of the town, took the three of Weilin to the church in the center of the town, lowered her head and saluted: "Sir, please rest here for a while, I will ask the priest Sarah to come and see you."

"Go ahead."

Weilin waved his hand and asked Sheila to leave, then entered the Life Church of Life.

From a distance, Sheila looked at the three people entering the church and felt relieved. This at least proved that these three strong men were not from the evil camp.

Putting away her uneasy mood, Sheila quickly walked out of the town. On the one hand, she conveyed the news to the Clarissa patriarch, and on the other hand, she went to find Pastor Sarah.

…

When I came to the main hall of the church, looking up at the statue of the goddess of life above, I felt a sense of tranquility in my heart.

Out of respect, Verin moved under the statue and murmured a prayer softly.

As a believer in the goddess of magic, Odor just lowered his head and saluted the statue to show respect, then left the hall and waited outside.

The same goes for Kyle. Ever since he received the Angel Heart from his grandfather, he had difficulty developing faith in gods.

In the main hall, Weilin's face showed a pious expression.

On top of the statue, where no one noticed, there was a pair of eyes looking at this "believer" with a little helplessness in his eyes.

If other creatures are shallow believers, they are indeed shallow believers.

The shallow believer in front of him just had a slightly trusting attitude.

Of course, this is pretty good. At least I know that in the past history, there were some...

At this moment, Weilin was completely unaware of the movement on top of the statue, and was still reciting his prayers devoutly.

Half an hour later, a dark elf priest carrying a heavy burden stepped into the church. He looked at the two humans in front of the hall and was so scared that he almost collapsed to the ground.

She had only experienced this kind of momentum from the clan leader.

"No, they are even more terrifying than the clan leader."

Kyle opened his eyes and stared at the dark elf who broke in. He couldn't help but take a second look. He thought to himself that with such a heavy burden, he didn't know what this silver high-level priest could do on the battlefield. Almost half the strength.

In the hall, Verin finished his prayers and walked out of the hall with a relaxed expression. He looked at the dark elf priest not far away with surprise in his eyes.

"I want to see... Well, it seems that no one has a bigger one than hers." Realizing that he was still in the temple, Weilin quickly shook his head and threw this dirty thought out of his mind.

"Pastor Sarah, I have met you, sir." Pastor Sarah stepped forward and saluted.

"Pastor Sarah, is there any problem with our identity?" Verin asked harmoniously with a smile on his face.

Hearing such a straightforward question, Sarah's face flashed with embarrassment, and she apologized: "I apologize to you on behalf of Sheila, my lord."

"I didn't take this matter to heart. I was just surprised to see a dark elf believe in the goddess of life, so I was interested in exploring it." Weilin waved his hand and responded nonchalantly.

Pastor Sarah replied respectfully: "Thank you, sir, your mind is as broad as the ocean..."

"Okay, Pastor Sarah, I don't know when your clan leader will be able to come here." Verin interrupted the other party's words of praise and asked.

Sarah was not surprised as to why the other party knew.

As for what that idiot Sheila did, it’s not surprising at all that the other party saw through it.

"Sir, Patriarch Clarissa will arrive in Augsburg Town early tomorrow morning. Do you need me to arrange a place for you?" Sarah replied.

"I'm curious about your dark elf culture?"

"Sir, you can visit the town of Augsburg first, and I will prepare a dinner for you right away."

Sarah bowed and bowed, then exited the church.

…

In the early morning of the next day, a soul-level dark elf priest arrived in the town of Augsgo.

Under the leadership of Sarah, the dark elf priest from yesterday, Verin and his party came to the Church of Life again, passed through the main hall, and finally came to the side hall on one side.

After entering the side hall, everyone's eyes were invariably attracted by a figure - a dark elf wearing a priest's robe. He was very approachable and made people relax their vigilance inadvertently.

I saw the other party slowly stand up, his movements were graceful and graceful, with a faint smile on his face, he bowed slightly and saluted, and said softly: "Clarissa has met three people."

Verin stared at the gentle and charming dark elf in front of him, placed his right hand lightly on his chest, treated him with the same courtesy, and bowed slightly: "Verin has met Patriarch Clarissa."

"This person on my right is my guardian knight Kyle."

Kyle looked calm, looked at Clarissa, and nodded slightly.

"This person on the left is my uncle, a Mathematical Olympiad master."

With a kind face, Odor said, "I have met Patriarch Clarissa."

"You three, please take a seat."

Facing Clarissa's invitation, Verin sat down first, followed by Odor, and finally Kyle.

Seeing this situation, Clarissa already understood that among the three, the black-haired young man was the weakest, but he was the leader.

"Where did you three come from?" Clarissa waved her jade hand gently, steadily delivered the tea to the three of them, and asked softly.

"We are from the Kingdom of Ilia in the Sinapus subcontinent, a country of faith in the Goddess of Life. Due to an accident, we were stranded in the La Romana Islands. I am really sorry for visiting your tribe so hastily." Weilin had no intention of hiding anything. On the one hand, he felt that it was unnecessary, and on the other hand, he thought that being frank would be more conducive to communication between the two sides.

"I understand." Clarissa nodded and said, "As the minister of the Ilrus tribe and the saint of the Life Parish of Sark Island, I welcome your arrival on behalf of the Ilrus tribe."

"If you need any help, please let me know at any time."

Weilin bowed and said, "Thank you, Chief Clarissa."

After telling each other frankly, the gap between the two sides dissipated like smoke, and because they were both believers of the Goddess of Life, their relationship became closer and their communication became closer.

As for why the Ilrus tribe believed in the Goddess of Life and why they moved here from the underground world, Weilin was full of curiosity, but he did not ask too many questions.

After all, this involves the secrets of the other tribe. Excessive prying may hurt the friendship that the two sides have worked so hard to establish.

However, Weilin was still surprised when talking with Clarissa.

I didn't expect that there were three cities, 33 towns and more than 200 villages on the less than 600,000 square kilometers of land on Sark Island, with more than 200,000 dark elves.

"In addition to the hard work of the tribe, we can support so many people, and we also rely on the assistance of the Halifax Mermaid Principality." Clarissa answered naturally, without hiding anything in this regard.

Even if she didn't say it, she believed that the three people could guess it, so why bother to be a riddler.

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