The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1453 420: Twilight Province (Part 2)

Carian smiled gently and nodded.

"I will."

Ben sighed in relief, and his youthful face once again brightened with a cheerful smile.

He felt much better.

Carian carried the basin to the stream outside the camp and disposed of the bloodstained water.

She discovered that, just as Mr. Colin had said, people did not need the profound wisdom found in the Holy Word Book.

They merely longed for someone to hear their voice amidst their difficult lives.

In this sense, whether they had read that book or not was indeed unimportant.

In contrast, those who could recite Saint Sis' words fluently and prayed for the common people all day without ever bowing their heads to look at them, had already forgotten what the Holy Light truly looked like...

Through actively practicing her faith, Carian's presence gradually became an indispensable part of this caravan wandering through the wilderness.

She was like a mobile confessional, bringing a shred of solace to these weary souls.

Initially, some mercenaries would secretly tell bawdy jokes about the "Nun" lady, but as time went on, they gradually felt too embarrassed to do so.

By listening to the suffering of the followers, Carian gradually felt that the strength within her was awakening.

She was no longer the pitiable person in need of rescue but had instead become someone others could rely on.

And thus, she fully understood the deeper meaning of Mr. Colin's phrase "I approve"—

Her qualifications and identity need not be granted by some lofty authority but should be fulfilled through the process of carrying out her mission.

She had already comprehended her destiny.

...

Inside Luo Yan's carriage, the atmosphere was so quiet that only the monotonous sound of the wheels could be heard.

He enjoyed this tranquility, which allowed him to calm down and focus on the book spread open in his hands.

Unfortunately, this peace was soon shattered by a rush of impatient "clack" sounds.

It was a little female dragon, hugging her claws, puffed up and curled on the soft cushions. Her not-so-big tail slapped repeatedly against the woolen blanket beneath her, and her golden vertical pupils were filled with resentment.

Finally unable to hold back, she started complaining to the person leisurely reading.

"Hey! It was clearly me who scared off those bad guys, so why is everyone giving you all the credit?"

What about the Dragon God?

Why doesn't anyone worship the Dragon God?

Upon hearing the pet's grievances, Luo Yan didn't even lift his eyelids. He turned a page casually and said, "What credit are you referring to? Scaring off a few horses?"

"What else? Isn't that my credit?"

"And then?"

"And, then?" Taufu was taken aback, "And then…they ran away! Carian is safe…isn't that right?"

Luo Yan finally closed the book and turned his gaze to the indignant little rascal, smiling faintly.

"You resemble someone."

"Who?"

"That Sir Richter we've never met."

"...What do you mean?"

Looking at Taufu, who was completely puzzled and not even aware she was being teased, Luo Yan spoke gently.

"It doesn't mean much. He possesses a simple sense of honor, and you have a simple sense of justice. You both seem completely different, yet at times quite similar, acting impulsively without considering the 'and then' question."

Long ago, he sensed it when reading her diary, Dragon God Gutaf always moved from one correctness to another, leading His followers from one Hell to the next, until He departed, leaving things slightly better.

Of course, this was only temporary. Since the Holy Armor Dragon Clan did not resolve Gutaf's issues but maintained the Great Barrier, it led to the future birth of Armored Dragon Lizardman, even more abstract than Gutaf.

His will was passed down and became imprinted in the depths of the Holy Armor Dragon Clan's soul.

If this fellow had not gathered the Divine, and just became a regular researcher or lab rat, he would've been quite a decent person.

Looking at the speechless Taufu, Luo Yan spoke leisurely.

"...Although I don't intend to argue with you over such meaningless matters as 'credit', you pulling that human girl out of Eagle Rock Territory's pit of fire only shifted her to another pit, facing even fiercer flames."

"That isn't rescue nor does it solve any issue. Instead, I've given her a path she can continue walking, a status that won't be bullied by anyone again...that's true rescue."

Taufu, finding these words blocked her speech, puffed up her cheeks like a balloon.

The Zeta people indeed lack the tradition of divinity; logical but lacking the talent for meaningless chit-chat, she could only grumble with dissatisfaction.

"I don't care, it was still my effort..."

She turned her head, sulking as she looked out the carriage window.

Coincidentally, Carian was there, smiling as she bandaged a mercenary's injured arm.

Her side profile was particularly gentle in the sunlight, filled with a calm and strength she never had before.

And those mercenaries respected her greatly, so different from in Eagle Rock Territory.

It was truly incredible.

They were clearly the same group of people!

Seeing this scene, Taufu's discontent and resentment gradually dissipated.

She had to admit, Carian indeed looked much better now, and all of this was truly the Demon King's credit.