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Locke's father rubbed his forehead. He felt that he had to sort out what Locke had said first.
His son Locke is a sanctuary-level magician.
Locke had already admitted this when the villagers were still here just now.
The strong ones in the Holy Domain are almost considered "legends" even in the Frost and Snow Empire.
The power of the strong men in the Holy Land is accumulated through a series of crushing wars.
Even a ninth-level warrior is no different from an ant in front of a strong man from the Holy Domain.
Of course, the villagers were limited by their own knowledge, and they only knew that the strong men in the Holy Land were very powerful and could kill tens or even hundreds of thousands of people in an instant.
If people spread the word that a powerful Saint Realm expert had emerged from their village, it would surely arouse envy, jealousy and hatred from people in the surrounding villages.
However, if I say more, the villagers won’t be able to appreciate it more.
After all, for the villagers of Pu'er Village, who is the powerful Saint Realm person has little impact on their lives.
Who can lead everyone to live a good life is what everyone cares more about.
At this point, the villagers all felt that Locke's younger brother, Cole, now the president of the Luchi Chamber of Commerce, should do a better job.
Every year, Cole would bring people from the Luchi Chamber of Commerce to Pu'er Village to purchase medicinal herbs in the village, and the price they offered was the highest in the entire Enbo Territory.
However, what these villagers don’t know is that Locke has made an indelible contribution to the development of the Luchi Chamber of Commerce to its current level.
In the early days of the development of the Luqi Chamber of Commerce, President Luqi used Locke's reputation to intimidate bandits on some trade routes.
Sometimes, when the goods of the Luchi Chamber of Commerce were robbed, or the trade route was occupied by high-level monsters, Locke would personally take action to resolve the issue.
However, with Locke's younger brother Cole breaking through and becoming a level seven warrior in recent years, the Luchi Chamber of Commerce has completely established its foothold.
At the very least, in the past ten years, Locke has not received any request for help from the Luchi Chamber of Commerce.
Manla walked around the room with his hands behind his back.
If Manla could defeat Locke, he would have wanted to hit Locke on the head to see if there was something wrong with Locke's brain.
That's a title...
Moreover, he is the highest-ranking "Grand Duke" in the Frost Empire besides His Majesty the Emperor.
If this news gets out, not only Locke, but even myself will be called a fool by countless people!
Let me ask you, in this world, except for a fool, who else can give up such a title?
However, thinking of my son's personality...
"Ugh……"
Manla finally let out a sigh.
Although he likes his current life very much, he enjoys chatting with old friends in the village.
Because both of her sons have become the most promising people in the village, everyone respects Manla very much, and Manla also likes everything now.
However, if I can become a noble, I don't have to give up everything I have now.
"Son, you don't have to think about it. Your mother and I will go with you now."
"Hurry, hurry, old woman, please check if there is anything else we need to pack. We will go there with Locke now."
"It's too late. I'm afraid this kid will go crazy and give the title to someone else."
"Ah, ah, ah, I'll clean it up right away."
Locke's mother has been accustomed to Manla arranging everything for many years.
As long as it is a decision made by her husband, she will not refuse.
"Alright, alright, Father, I know what you mean."
Seeing his parents begin to pack their things in a hurry, Locke smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, since you all want to experience the life of a noble lord, I will naturally not give up this title."
"But, father, mother..."
"The war over there just ended, and many places have been destroyed and have not yet been rebuilt."
"How about this, I will go to the imperial capital to find His Majesty Ceres and decide on this title."
"Then let the soldiers under your command start to build the city of the territory and the city lord's mansion."
"Father and mother, you two will stay here for a while. I will send a message to Cole and ask him to come here and pick you up."
Looking at Locke, Manla nodded with satisfaction and patted Locke on the shoulder.
Now, how much Locke has grown is completely beyond Manla's imagination.
However, Locke has never changed. He is still a good son who is filial to his parents and a good brother who cares for his younger brother.
"Okay, then go do your thing and we'll stay with Cole."
"Ah."
……
"Whoosh..."
"Lord Locke."
As soon as Locke descended from the sky, the guards in front of the tent immediately stepped forward to salute.
"Thanks for your hard work."
After nodding and saying something to the guard, Locke asked the guard as he walked towards his tent.
"By the way, that guy didn't die in the past half month, right?"
"Well, according to your instructions, Lord Locke, we just cooked some porridge for him as food every day."
"A few days ago, this prisoner broke free from the ropes that bound him. I cut off one of his hands according to the instructions you left behind. Now this prisoner is quite sensible and has not made any other noise."
"Oh?"
Locke raised his eyebrows.
He is indeed worthy of being a Sanctuary Warrior.
Most of the bones in his body were broken, but he was able to survive only by relying on his own hydrotherapy. In about ten days, he was able to recover to the point where he could break free from the ropes.
It is conceivable that if he had not made arrangements in advance, this guy might have secretly escaped by now.
"Well done."
Locke praised the guard with satisfaction.
"By the way, send a message to the five captains later, telling them that I'm back and asking them to come see me."
"Yes, Lord Locke."
After waving his hand and asking the guard to retreat, Locke pulled open the curtain of his tent and entered.
Compared with half a month ago, there is now a cross-shaped wooden yoke inserted into the ground in Locke's tent.
A man covered in blood was tied to a wooden yoke with ropes.
The ropes that bound the man were almost completely embedded in his flesh, as if he had no bones in his body and his flesh was loose.
In addition, the man's right hand had been cut off at the elbow, and blood clots could be seen on it.
Locke didn't feel at all that the man was treated unfairly.
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There is only one chapter today, and I will resume two chapters tomorrow.
Chapter 31 Fear of Death
The reason why the Temple of Light has grown to its current size in just over a hundred years is not only due to the deliberate indulgence of His Majesty Ceres of the Frost and Snow Empire, but also related to the foundation on which it was built.
As long as one finds a woman with this pure soul, one can go to the Temple of Light and sacrifice this woman with the pure soul, so that the sacrificer can receive the reward from the God of Light and directly improve his strength.
Now all the upper-class figures in the Temple of Light have become members of the Temple of Light through such means.
Locke was even certain that, in addition to the upper echelons of the Temple of Light, there were also many people in the Frost and Snow Empire who were looking for women with pure souls.
The main reason why these people are still standing on the side of the Frost and Snow Empire is that they have not yet found a woman with a pure soul, or rather, they have found one, but the number is not large.
One or two girls with pure souls are not enough to ensure their 100% advancement to the Holy Land.
Once they have a 100% chance of being promoted to the Holy Domain, perhaps in the next second, they will announce their separation from the Frost and Snow Empire and become the new high-level officials of the Holy Domain of the Temple of Light.
Don't try to overestimate the bottom line of human beings in this world.
In this world where great power belongs to oneself, powerful strength and eternal life are what almost all human beings pursue.
When someone suggests that such a dream can be achieved by sacrificing two or more special humans, the "evil" of this world becomes outrageously cruel.
The knight commander who was seriously injured by Locke was not very talented.
In Locke's opinion, it might be difficult for such a person to even become a level seven strong man.
After all, Locke didn't find much evidence of hard work in this guy's practice.
Obviously, this guy was able to achieve the sanctuary by sacrificing at least three pure souls.
Locke would not waste his compassion on such a person.
"Very good, it seems you are recovering well."
"It's worth it that I used a recovery magic on you."
Although this guy hung his head and closed his eyes, Locke's mental power had already detected his mental fluctuations.
"Humph!"
Seeing that his disguise had failed, the Knight Commander raised his head and looked at Locke, with a look of fear in his eyes.
It’s not like the man had never seen other powerful saints in the Temple of Light.
However, in the man's opinion, in the holy land of the Temple of Light, after His Majesty the Pope, perhaps only the Son of God of the Temple of Light can be comparable to the guy in front of him.
Can a forbidden spell of that strength really be released by a strong person in the Holy Land?
As a newly promoted Saint, this man obviously didn't know that the cultivation of Saints was completely different from what it was before.