The God's Games

Fortunately, the main direction of the discussion had not changed, and Hanjun also answered his question about Jenlyns in Ulon City.

King Varis said with relief, "It seems sending Jenlyns to Ulon City was indeed the right decision."

After talking with King Varis for a few minutes, Hanjun started to feel a bit impatient, as if he was only there to tell stories to the king.

Noticing this, King Varis did not feel offended; instead, he understood that Hanjun, as the Holy Son of the Church of Light, had every reason to be a bit short-tempered.

It could be said that King Varis made Hanjun see him in a much better light.

After they finished talking, the king had someone escort Hanjun out of the palace.

As Hanjun was leaving, a servant brought him news about Princess Sarah, reminding him not to forget their cooperation, and that Princess Sarah would be reaching out to him soon.

Hanjun gave no clear response.

After learning that the king and Hanjun's conversation had ended, the servant, who had secretly overheard all the details, sent word to Duke Dzemael and Duke Haillenarte after Hanjun left.

The two dukes, after finishing their impromptu meeting, stayed together, having their servant brew a cup of the milk tea Hanjun made for Princess Sarah, patiently waiting for the servant to deliver the news.

When they tasted the milk tea for the first time, they frowned and looked at the cup with a puzzled expression, "Is this drink really that good? Could it be that His Majesty and the Princess have something wrong with their taste buds?"

The servant stood by carefully, attending to the two of them.

He had made the drink according to the master's request, so why did they look so displeased?

Duke Dzemael put down the teacup, furrowing his brow.

He didn't think it was the servant's fault; it must have been that Holy Son who had fooled both the king and the princess with his words.

That Holy Son, Hanjun, is definitely not a simple character.

After a long wait, they finally received their news.

The servant from the palace told them everything he had overheard.

Duke Dzemael and Duke Haillenarte, after listening, lowered their heads and thought carefully.

What the king had said to Hanjun was really unexpected.

They had initially thought King Varis was just someone who only cared about his own life, but it turned out he had such a grand vision.

If he truly follows through with his plan, he will certainly send letters to all the countries, expressing his intentions and uniting them to resist the demon forces.

And it's not hard to guess why Hanjun would support this plan—because he could use this opportunity to spread the name of the Church of Light throughout the entire world of eorera.

In this way, the revival of the Church of Light would be just around the corner.

As followers of the God of Darkness, they definitely did not want Hanjun to progress so quickly.

Duke Dzemael thought for a long time, then looked up at Duke Haillenarte, knowing that they shared the exact same thought.

They had worked so hard to make the Church of Light disappear from this continent and had achieved so much; there was no way they would let Hanjun easily revive the Church of Light again.

They had to stop Hanjun's next actions.

Both of them were determined.

And they believed that, even if King Varis united the other countries on the world of eorera, not all of them would trust the Church of Light.

Many countries, having seen their human defenses crumble, had fallen into despair, losing all hope for survival.

Some had even lost leaders who truly cared for their people, choosing instead to live in a daze, waiting for destruction.

As for those fallen nations, there was no need to even mention them.

But for the others, their resistance to the Church of Light was even stronger than that of the Kingdom of Orinthia.

If it were up to them, they would definitely ask: even if the God of Light is helping humans now, what if the God of Light disappears again?

How would humanity face the demons then?

They wouldn't trust a god who had been missing for a thousand years.

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Moreover, they felt abandoned by the God of Light, and in turn, they had abandoned the God of Light as well.

They didn't believe that a god who had been forsaken would come back to help his followers.

If humans were going to save themselves, they had to rely on their own strength.

Duke Dzemael lowered his eyes, hiding the darkness in them, "The Holy Son of the Church of Light caused us this much trouble as soon as he arrived in the Royal City of Orinthia. It seems we can't let him stay here easily."

Duke Haillenarte agreed with him, "Since he's already in the Royal City of Orinthia, he shouldn't think about leaving."

The two dukes openly plotted in front of their servants, unaware of what was happening outside.

Ever since Hanjun entered the palace, the players couldn't follow him and could only wander around the Royal City of Orinthia, hoping to pick up some quests and explore this biggest map.

Unfortunately, their outfits attracted the attention of most people on the streets.

Spicy Flavor Fairy noticed this and told his teammates, "It might be because we're dressed like adventurers, and in the Royal City of Orinthia, most of them is a noble, so we attract their attention."

Master PungPong grinned, "Attract their attention? It feels more like they're looking down on us."

Even though Spicy Flavor Fairy was wearing the robe of a Church of Light's Priest, it didn't make anyone treat him any differently.

The players didn't mind these looks and continued to move around freely.

Even when the nobles in their fancy clothes whispered them with insults, calling them country bumpkins who didn't know where they came from, the players didn't care.