Don't call me evil god

As if seeing Miranda's confusion, Peter comforted:

"Actually, Miranda, you don't have to think so much now."

"Helping the Knowledge-seeking Sect and following the guidance of the God of Knowledge-seeking does not mean that you are required to violate the Glow Doctrine."

"On the contrary, you are actually doing this to better promote the glorious gospel."

"When the territory is first established and faced with so many monsters intruding in the wild, it is exactly when we need devout Glow believers like you."

"What you are worried about is that the believers of the Seeking Knowledge Sect may conflict with the Glow God Sect in the future because of their belief in an old god, right?"

"You can take this opportunity to prove that the two can coexist, right?"

After some patient persuasion, Miranda was finally convinced.

Gale's reaction to Pat's proposal was from a rather unique angle.

"I have no interest in developing nobles. I am not the material to be a lord," Gale complained: "In the past, just looking at the various coordination and arrangements of the potion store my family invested in, I got a big headache. Lord Not to mention, there are so many living people in the territory waiting for your arrangements, it’s scary to think about it.”

"However, it would be a good thing if the development can really be completed."

"My family's potion shop is worried about saturated sales, and the sales volume is very high compared with other potion shops."

"Adventurers and mercenaries must be in demand for potions. Maybe I can use this to open up a new sales channel."

"What's more, since the great god of knowledge has sent down oracles to guide us, I think this adventure will definitely gain a lot of knowledge points and legendary experience. The potions cannot be sold, and we can become a respected archmage. Not bad either.”

"But..." After Gale said his thoughts, he changed the topic: "Pate, your father, how do you plan to tell him your plan?"

"Will he allow you to try to open up the path of nobility?"

Pat's expression suddenly froze, and he immediately made up his mind:

"If he doesn't agree, I will tell him in my own way that times have changed! I am no longer the kid who was not even a mage apprentice!"

"I will prove that I can do what I want to do!"

…

Chim Town, Baron Cinal Manor, main building, in the living room on the second floor.

The room is beautifully decorated, with large floor-to-ceiling windows bringing in plenty of light. The skull specimens of several different prey species hang on the walls, symbolizing the achievements and gains of the owner of the room;

A well-maintained yew horn bow was hung in the middle of the wall. Under the sunlight, it reflected a strange shimmer, which meant that it was a unique and sophisticated weapon that had been processed by enchanting technology.

The standard weapons crafted by the dwarf blacksmiths do not have enchanting steps. They are almost identical in structure. They are produced from the same mold and have basically the same weight and power.

But it's different after being processed with magical craftsmanship from gray dwarf enchanters.

Even for the same standard weapon, the effects obtained after enchantment will be different.

The price of enchanted weapons on the market is often as high as dozens of gold coins. Being able to have your own enchanted weapons is often a sign of a powerful professional.

Baron Chinard, who is in his forties, is sitting at his desk, wearing comfortable and light casual clothes with the crest of a noble family. Peter Chinard inherited his black hair and gray eyes, and the same square face shape, but the difference is, More signs of the years could be seen on Baron Cznar's face.

Baron Cynard was writing his congratulations.

Calculating the time, Peter Chinar, who went to Caron College in Greenport to study for three years, should be back soon.

Baron Cynard had it all planned.

If Pete failed the exam, he would comfort his son and he would have already typed up the manuscript.

"It doesn't matter if you can't inherit the title or anything. There is a lot of money left for you at home. As long as you don't spend money lavishly, this place in Ceylon will definitely be enough for you to live on!"

Baron Cynard is very self-aware.

He is a level 3 ranger who believes in Lei Sai, the God of Wilderness.

Even if his descendants have the talent to become professionals, they should be on the path of rangers.

For example, his second son, Bacon Chinner, has shown good talent since he was a child.

If Baron Chinar's predictions are correct, he will have a good chance of becoming a level 3 ranger in the future and successfully inherit the title of baron and this manor.

As for the eldest son, Pete Chinner?

Baron Chinar felt that he had probably worn out the tuba.

It's a bit exaggerated to be born into a noble family with a silver spoon in your mouth, but a silver spoon is not a big problem.

Peter Chinar has been pampered in the manor since he was a child, and he simply cannot stand the physical fitness and archery skills required to become a ranger.

After taking the professional talent affinity test, I decided to go to Green Harbor Caron College to study to become a mage.

"He's made to be a mage! The Chinar family doesn't have this inheritance!"

Baron Chinar sighed.

The key is that he has to be prepared.

Just in case, he meant just in case.

Is Pet really lucky? He suddenly gained the favor of the goddess of magic and successfully became a real third-level mage?

In that case, he would definitely prepare a grand banquet and invite the nobles from the surrounding towns to show off... Oh no, it was to celebrate his eldest son becoming a third-level mage.

After all, noble mages are rare in the territory of Ceylon, especially mages who can reach level 3 and release level 3 offensive magic.

In order to make this preparation, which Baron Qinar thought was unlikely, he had been thinking about the toast at the banquet for several days.

Because it was hard to imagine what Pete would look like if he really became a level 3 mage, the toast was wrong no matter how he wrote it.

"My son! On the day you were born, the magic net of the entire Chim town was quietly echoing your name - Pete Qinar..."

"No, no!"

After rewriting the beginning, Baron Qinar threw down his quill in annoyance, rolled up the parchment and threw it into the wastebasket next to the desk.

Somehow, he always felt that something was wrong.

The toast did not have the effect he wanted!

Just as Baron Qinar was worrying about the toast, a burst of anxious footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the living room.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Father! It's me!"

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and 15-year-old Bacon Qinar, who also had thick black hair and a youthful face, ran in excitedly.

Because he ran all the way, there were some beads of sweat on his forehead.

Baron Qinar reminded seriously: "Bacon, what did the etiquette teacher teach you? Such behavior undermines the dignity of a noble!"

Bacon saluted quickly and excitedly, and then couldn't wait to say:

"Father! Brother is back!!!"

"He's already at the door of the manor!"

...

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PS: Author's note, here is a brief explanation, the third-level magician required by the Noble Inheritance Act of the Kingdom of Reyak must be a magician who can really release third-level attack magic, not the "Carron Academy brand parallel import magician" who relies on tearing scrolls to get by in the Carron Academy.

PPS: There are some chapter breaks today, hehe