Inside the church, Donald and the others were sitting on two benches, Donald and Anthony in the front, Stephanie, Lilo and Julia in the back.

Claremont sat beside him.

Some things are inconvenient to say outside.

"I know that several of them are not ordinary people. I have nothing to hide from you. That's right, the **** of harvest and hunting does not exist. If it does exist, how can I dare to use my own appearance? It is disrespectful to the gods to make wood carvings, and no one would be stupid enough to do such a thing."

Claremont's frankness even surprised Donald, and he didn't make any effort, but told them the truth directly.

Of course, this fact is immediately apparent to most people with some religious knowledge.

"Then why did you lie to these simple villagers?"

Stephanie asked.

"My beautiful lady, I want to answer your question with a story, okay?"

Claremont's face was as usual, his right hand stroked his beard, and there was still a smile on his face.

"certainly."

Stephanie was also delighted by an old man's compliment.

"I am a heretic with some special abilities. I can turn other people's trust and affirmation into me. The more emotions I have, the stronger I am. For example, there is a person who believes that I can lift this table, Maybe I still can't do it, but if ten people believe I can lift this table, then I can lift him!"

This is a formal self-introduction, like a preface.

"I didn't discover this ability at first. At that time, I was just a homeless old man, but one day, when I was passing through a forest, I saw an old man standing on the shoulders of a huge tree man, with a step of dozens of meters. Walking through the forest, I thought it was a god, so I went up to kneel and worshipped, he just shook his head, and then told me, go east, one day, I will become someone else's god!"

Speaking of which, even Donald can't help but concentrate, and someone who can talk about God must not be a mortal himself.

Standing on the shoulders of giant treants... wizards? Or a powerful wood elemental outcast?

"I followed the words of the **** in my heart and went all the way to the east, and finally came here. Do you know what this place was like when I first came to this village? It was winter two years ago... ..I saw dilapidated houses, yellow-faced and skinny villagers, barren fields and a meaningless school at the crossroads... sorry, I'm not saying education is meaningless, I'm talking about that school Taking two officials and gentry as teachers, teaching some system theory all day long, the capital theory school is meaningless, if there is even a problem with survival, it is undoubtedly extremely stupid to talk to the villagers about capital and system.”

Having said this, the old man's eyes were no longer focused on Donald's face, but to the street outside the church behind them.

"At that time, I was just a homeless person passing by here. When I walked around this village, I even felt that this was a gathering place for homeless people for a moment, but I still got their help, even if it was just two or three baked potatoes. And a bowl of rice soup that can see the bottom of the bowl, I saw the kindness in them, and from that moment I told myself that I had found my place to 'become a god'."

"In these years of wandering, I have done various jobs in major cities. My learning ability is not bad, so I also read a lot of books on the way. This village is too backward. I taught them to improve farming. A few techniques, teach them how to build more convenient farming tools, and teach them how to make traps to catch prey, they know too little, I will teach them a little bit, do you want to ask why they don't just let them believe me, and then Can I help them do more?"

"Actually, the reason is very simple. My ability requires trust from the bottom of my heart. I can't even tell them about this ability, because if I say it, they will think that I have plans, so this trust is not pure. , my ability cannot be activated."

Claremont kept talking, and Donald pursed his lips, wondering if he should speak.

"You say."

Claremont raised his hand.

"Why did you think of starting a religion?"

If you just want to help, it's not enough to be a great sage, so why add another identity to yourself as a **** agent?

"Because I needed to give them a spiritual sustenance. A year and a half ago, when everything was just starting, a natural disaster happened. At that time, almost everyone had to give up. If I didn't give them a perseverance The reason, naturally, there will be no such village as it is today.”

Faith is something that cannot be seen or touched, but it is exactly what people need in times of adversity, whether it comes from the heart or some kind of concept from outside, as long as it can help you get through the difficulties, you can do anything. .

"Since then, they have regarded me as the agent of the gods. To be honest, I am also a little selfish, that is, I hope that I can rely on this method to gain the trust of more people and help them move towards a better tomorrow. ."

"Then why are you building so many new houses, telling the villagers that they are for future believers."

Since you want to ask, then say all the doubts.

"Those houses are actually prepared for some young people who are not very well-off now and are planning to get married and have children. They say they are new believers, but it's not much different, isn't it?"

"I see... I have one last question. How does it feel to be a great sage who is respected and trusted with all of your heart?"

Donald raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Feeling? Um... The hardships I have suffered in the past are all worth it."

Looking at Donald, Claremont looked straight at Donald, his eyes never wavering.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Stephanie, who nodded lightly, Claremont's mood has always been stable, and he didn't have any negative emotions towards them.

What else can I say, can such a person really be able to expel him from this village?

After a few simple chats, Donald led a few people out again. When they reached the door, they found that many villagers were already waiting for them at the door, including the couple who had invited them over.

"I saw you entering the village chief's house, are you helping the village chief to bully the great sage!"

Someone asked in the crowd, which made many people look at them with a bit of hostility in their eyes.

Being stared at like this by dozens of people, although Donald is not afraid, he also finds it difficult, so he can't do it with them, right?

But soon his attention was drawn to some people in the crowd, and he began to look at them carefully.

"They just came to ask me questions. My conversations with these guys are something to be happy about, not what you think."

Claremont specifically came out to help them clarify that this etiquette is thoughtful enough.

His words were obviously more useful in this village than the village chief. Those villagers looked at them with kindness in their eyes, as if anyone who was admitted by the great sage was a good person.

Donald turned his head and bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and the others followed suit, only Lilo remained focused on the snowball she just touched from the stone next to her.

The group went back to wandering the streets.

"Donald, although he is fake, what he said seems to be true. How can we expel such a kind person...Even if we expel him, I am afraid that once we leave, he can easily Come back and continue to be this great sage, the village chief will definitely not be able to stop it, so what should we explain to the village chief?"

Stephanie scratched her head in annoyance. She was actually moved by what Claremont did.

"The ladies in this village are so pretty..."

Walking on the road, this sentence suddenly popped out of Donald's mouth.

"Yeah! What are you thinking, we're getting down to business now!"

As girlfriends, although the two usually don't have much close contact with each other, Stephanie has never lost to other women when it comes to jealousy. When she heard Donald's words, she immediately froze and put her hand on Donald. The soft flesh around his waist was about to start twisting in the next second, only to be grabbed by Donald.

"What I said is the right thing to do."

Turning around, pinching Stefani's chin and turning around, Donald smiled mysteriously.

"This is not serious, you are bullying me to believe you, I saw it just now, your eyes have been sweeping from the crowd, I thought you were looking for something, it turned out to be looking at a woman... ..are they as good-looking as me?"

Wrapping his hands around Donald's neck and swaying relentlessly, Finger, who had been on Donald's shoulders, had to jump on the top of his head and turn into a "white felt hat".

Anthony, who was on the side, looked thoughtfully in the direction where the crowd had dispersed, and then smiled as if he had thought of something, "Indeed, they are all pretty."

"Hahaha~"

Donald laughed when he heard it, and Stephanie's cheeks were flushed with anger.

They didn't go to the village chief to report the situation until before the Winter Festival~lightnovelpub.net~.

On the one hand, Donald has not yet determined what the facts are, and on the other hand, as they are, there is no need to explain something to the village chief.

When night fell, the village began to really lively.

The stage around the big fire at the cross street and the surrounding buildings have already been set up. The villagers each walked out of the house with a dish they were best at, and in a short while the entire long table was full.

"Have you figured out how to expose him? Or do you want to be direct..."

The village chief, who had been waiting at his house for a day, was obviously impatient. He didn't bring the dishes. Generally speaking, he would not participate in this festival.

"Wait a minute, didn't you say he was going to communicate with God alone after 12 o'clock, that would be the best chance."

Donald replied ambiguously, his eyes fixed on Claremont who came from a distance, wearing a pure white robe.