Lion King's Adopted Son

Forty Six

When the promotion competitions in Ansai City and other places are being held like fire, the center of the competition in Floville City, one of the three major cities, presents a completely different scene.

In the gorgeous and luxurious hall, there are all kinds of exquisite utensils, which is completely different from the backwardness and desolation of the outer city. Dim yellow lights shrouded in the hall, casting a mysterious color on the hall. In the center of the hall hangs a statue of a deity, and the city lord in gorgeous clothes is kneeling reverently in front of the deity and praying in secret.

After a while, the doorbell rang twice. The city lord’s brows were a little displeased when he was interrupted, but he still said: “Come in.”

The maid Sophie approached tremblingly under the terrifying eyes of the city lord, she knew that if she could not give an order the city owner was satisfied with the answer, she would never be able to get out of here alive today. She glanced vaguely at the statue in the center, her eyes filled with indescribable fear.

Sophie had never seen God Brahmandene with her own eyes, and she didn’t know what kind of existence he was, but she knew that all those who could not satisfy the city lord eventually became sacrifices to this god.

Maybe the uninformed people in the city can still be grateful and reverent to God Brahmandene, but those who serve the city master or the clergy in the temple have long been divided into two groups, one group is for power. Some of them are fanatical admirers of the God of Brahmandene, while the other group secretly questioned and even rejected the God of Brahmandene from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, these are absolutely impossible to be discovered by the city owner.

Thinking of what the high priest said to her a few days ago, Sophie clenched her fists, and cold sweat oozes from her palms.

“City Lord, Jem said, he has something important to ask you for.” Sophie bowed her head and said respectfully. She faced him with a gesture of humility that did not easily arouse the anger of the City Lord of Serantte. Her elemental power lies in the spiritual aspect. Although it is only second-level, it is nothing in the city of Floville which is full of masters, but at least she has successfully escaped the wrath of Serantte several times, and has not fallen to the level of peace and harmony. The same fate as her comrades.

Sure enough, under the comfort of Sophie’s faint mental strength, Serantte’s mood eased a little: “Let him wait for me in the study, don’t disturb God Brahmandene.”

“Yes.”

……..

A soft blanket spread from the hallway into the room. Serantte sat on a luxurious and comfortable chair. He was injured in his early years, and the scar has been running from above his right eye across the bridge of his nose and through to his mouth, looking quite ferocious. When he restrained his smile, the whole person looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

At this moment, he is no longer a devout believer, but an aloof city lord. Although he was accustomed to his coercion, Jem was still overwhelmed by Serantte’s breath at this moment.