I Became a Progenitor Vampire Chapter 368: The halfling’s journey of faith in the city of dawn (part 2) (five thousand…

After seeing the city of Dawn which was completely different from what he had imagined, the young halfling Claisen felt that he was under a huge impact.

In his impression, the vampire castle must be built in a dark cave, dark and bloody, but the current situation is that if the city can be called dark and bloody, then this world is because there is no goodness. Camp now.

This incredible city has all races, and they live together in such a harmonious way.

The **** of the halfling is on top. This is simply the most outrageous thing he has ever seen in his life.

Vampires talked and laughed with humans, goblins bet with dwarves, Cyclops let a child ride on their shoulders, orcs smiled and looked at the surrounding crowd...

How did these races come together? ?

Don’t they think the other person is in danger?

Will they not fight each other? ?

This magical scene has not even mentioned the absurd legend in the mouth of the troubadour.

Unfortunately, this halfling's question was full of questions, apparently no one answered him.

After confirming that the three hundred halflings were all present, the human warriors in dwarf armor stepped forward and took them to the residence together.

Although Claesen is the leader, the command is already in the hands of the surrounding soldiers at this time, and he can only follow the arrangements of these people.

But he didn’t have any extra thoughts about this, because Claisen already felt that his eyes were not enough. Like the halflings around him, he looked around in this weird city with amazement and saw Everything seems very fresh.

Clean and tidy streets with no **** and foul smells, a majestic and respected patrol composed of humans led by vampires. The crowds are full of smiles and curiosity, but they can’t see the fear they should have.. ....

These things should be very common in the past, but in this city ruled by vampires, Clayson feels covered with a veil of incomparable mystery.

This city has refreshed his understanding of the surface, and also refreshed his inherent ideas.

It turns out that vampires are not necessarily all evil and bloodthirsty. The human beings they rule can show such a pure smile.

It turned out that the female pastor who was preaching in the Black Iron Fort, that kind of gentle smile, is not rare in this city, but everyone can have it on his face.

Although it was only a preliminary contact, Claisen felt the charm of this city inexplicably, which attracted him more than Black Iron Fort.

Walking along the street to a residential area, three hundred halflings were scattered on each floor.

"Your Excellency Claesen, this is your residence. You can use this house as you like. Please keep the keys. If you lose it, it will be very troublesome.

Also, please allow me to introduce you to the usage of various things in the house..."

Clearson, who owns a separate room, has not recovered from the shock in his heart at this time. Looking at the armored human warrior in the room, he couldn't bear his inner curiosity, coughed and asked.

"Your Excellency, is this always the case in the City of Dawn?"

Hearing this, the young soldier was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Claisen a little unclearly, wondering what the strange halfling wanted to ask.

"Your Excellency Clarkson, what do you want to ask?"

"Do the humans, orcs, and goblins in the city of dawn on weekdays all live together like this?"

Clearson's eyes were full of doubts. He stared at the human warrior in front of him tightly, trying to see some shortcomings, but let him down, the other party's answer has always been the case for granted.

"But, wouldn't they be hostile to each other or even attack each other?"

Clearson is still very puzzled. How can different races fit together? ?

In Black Iron Fort, although all races are nominally prohibited from fighting against each other, a large number of bodies can be found in the sewers every day...

"Your Excellency Clayson, because our ruler is under the crown of the great Kachar, we are different.

We are the people who are personally ruled by Mianxia, ​​and are glorious residents of dawn. All abide by the rules set by Mianxia, ​​and all of us love this city. "

The young warrior's tone was full of pride and pride that overflowed from his heart.

"Your Excellency Clayson, the City of Dawn has never been distinguished by race, birth, skin color, belief, gender and age.

Here, we are looking at the points, which is the contribution to the City of Dawn.

Those who have contributed to the City of Dawn are worthy of our respect.

Otherwise, even if you are a giant dragon, you can only queue up behind an ordinary resident.

Your Excellency Clayson, the City of Dawn is a city of freedom and a great city. Believe me, what you see is only the tip of the iceberg of the City of Dawn.

Maybe within a month, you will fall in love with this city as much as I do. "

The human warrior's words slammed into Claeson's heart like a siege hammer, shattering his inherent three views.

Not by race, not by birth, not by skin color, not by faith, not by gender and age...Is there really such a city in this world? ?

Clayson, who was educated in the traditional culture of halflings, wanted to refute this view. In Black Iron Fort, those gray dwarves, dwarfs, and lizardmen are inferior existences, and halflings are the highest race.

But in this city, he had just witnessed that scene with his own eyes, but he couldn't say what he said to refute in his heart.

At the same time, there was a big difference in my heart.

Don't judge high or low based on birth, if Dark Iron City is like this, then maybe he won't be embezzled by his superiors, and he won't be dispatched to this city...

The human warrior saw that this halfling hadn't spoken for a long time and didn't say much. He believed that after living in the City of Dawn for a while, the human warrior would definitely agree with his thoughts, just as he used to.

After a moment of silence, the human warrior changed the subject.

"Your Excellency Clayson, please allow me to introduce to you the unique living facilities in the city of Dawn, otherwise you may not be able to use..."

Clearson smiled when he heard this. How could there be things he wouldn't use in an ordinary house?

I just wanted to refute, but then he saw a scene that stunned him.

A small pipe called tap water can continuously flow out a stream of clean and thorough water, and it is known as the fountain of eternity, which can flow continuously as long as it is not closed.

There is also a bathroom where hot water can flow out as long as the switch is turned on. The human warrior said that this is an experimental hot water supply, and currently there is no equipment in the city, but this is amazing enough.

More exaggeratedly, there is also the so-called heating system. As long as the switch is turned on, the room can heat up quickly, keeping the cold out.

All kinds of magical alchemy made Claisen feel that this ordinary room was immediately different.

The young halfling was very excited and thought that he was respected. The other party specially arranged a good house for him, and also wanted to thank the other party severely.

But I didn't expect that the human warrior actually said that everyone was treated like this.

God of the halfling is on top. This magical alchemy can be used by all the residents of the city? ?

This is unbelievable, this kind of alchemy creation is actually used by ordinary people, it is amazing...

Clearson suddenly felt a little numb. It seems that everything is normal in this city.

This makes the question in his mind that no one answers him again...What kind of city is this? ?

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The next day, Claisen got up early, and the room was very warm last night because of the heating, which made him sleep very peacefully.

This also made this halfling feel strange. He was always alert, even when sleeping in the Black Iron Fort, he was easily awakened, but he fell asleep when he lay down in this city.

Perhaps it was the happily smiling residents on the streets of this city that made him feel at ease. There is no danger that can be seen everywhere in the underground world...

After the heavy snow last night, the warm winter sun appeared in the morning. At the moment Claisen opened the door, the gentle sunlight happened to shine on him. It was warm, making this person who had never felt the sun before. The halfling was instantly happy.

When I came to the corridor, holding on to some cold railings, looking at the logistics staff who were cleaning the snow on the street, his expression was slightly subtle.

For the first time, he felt that it might be a lucky thing to come to this city ruled by vampires.

With a smile, this young halfling turned and went downstairs. Today they are going to the place where the human warrior informed him last night-the Magic Industry Research Institute. He has not forgotten his job, and is with the City of Dawn. Develop new crossbows.

At this time, Claisen was inexplicably looking forward to the next encounter...

Time passed day by day, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Clayson felt deeply attracted by this free city.

Whether in life or at work, everything here is ten times better than Black Iron Fort.

At work, the Institute of Magic Industry has sufficient magic materials for him to study, and no matter how absurd the idea he puts forward, no one will ridicule or disdain. There are even goblins and dwarves to participate in the discussion... .. This makes Claisen exceptionally satisfied.

He felt respect that he had never had before...

This kind of respect is not only in work, but also in life. The most typical thing is that as long as he wears the badge of the Institute of Magic Industry, all men, women and children on the street will show respect to him.

This is a feeling he has never felt in Black Iron Fort. The gloomy city always gives him mutual vigilance, and most people are greedy to take possession of his research results and ideas. , He has never felt happy in the Black Iron Fort... and never felt that he was so important.

But it is different in the City of Dawn. Even if you develop certain projects with others, as long as you gain something, you will be rewarded by the Institute of Magic Industry.

And no one will deduct half of the points, even the greater the results of his research, the more resources he will get, and he is more respected for his research results.

Clearson feels that this is the real holy place suitable for research and development. In contrast, the Black Iron Fort is a place that even filthy cave dwellers dismiss.

As for the halflings who came to the City of Dawn with him, except for a few spies sent by the Black Iron Fort, most of them had almost the same thoughts as him.

They have a deep affection for this tolerant, open, free and enthusiastic city.

Clearson has also had countless questions about why this city has become so attractive, but the results of the final inquiries all point to one person, the master of this city-the lord of Kachar.

It's even more exaggerated that the Dawn Breaking sect that let the human priest go to the Dark Iron City to preach, actually believes in the Lord of Kachar.

In other words, the owner of this city is a god—the **** of dawn.

Although I have never heard of the name of this deity, judging from the teachings of the other party and the behavior of believers, it is undoubtedly a deity belonging to the bright camp.

But this surprised Claisen even more.

Why is a vampire a **** in the light camp? ?

Is it true that as believers and residents say, vampires are not the legendary dark vampires, but the holy light blood clan.

Kachar, the patriarch of the Holy Light Blood Race, was crowned the **** of dawn with infinite power, but he gave up his infinite power to save the suffering races of the main plane...

Although this kind of statement is dreamy and unacceptable, the existence of this city is incredible, and what makes him even more incredible is that he actually accepted this kind of rhetoric that used to be extremely absurd to him.

Clearson also developed a keen interest in the Dawn Sect.

After finishing working at the Institute of Magic Industry in the daytime, he would often go to the Chapel of Breaking Dawn to learn about this, the great sect.

Before coming to the City of Dawn, he never thought that there are gods worthy of his faith, even halfling gods... But now, he has found a sense of spiritual belonging here.

He agrees with the doctrine of the Dawn Sect and its treatment of believers.

This magical sect has never forced the believers to pray every day, and even the pastor of the breaking dawn often said that the breaking dawn sect is a sect that brings happiness to the residents. If prayer occupies one's own time, then there is no need to pray,

As long as the heart is pious to Kachar, then these formal behaviors are not so important. "

This statement really shocked Claisen. It was the first time he saw the priest of the temple talk to believers in this way. The priest in the demigod temple could not wait for the believers to pray to the gods on the twenty-fourth day of the day. .

The two ways of doing things are very different.

Moreover, he was very impressed. The Dawn Sect does not dislike residents who believe in other sects, and even whether they believe in Dawn Sect or not, they can enter the church to visit and listen to the pastor’s mission...

The attitude of tolerance, openness and freedom deeply attracted Claisen, he likes going to church even more...

He likes the stories about the establishment of the city of Dawn under the crown of Kachar, and he also likes to listen to the doctrines of truth, goodness and beauty by the priests of Dawn...

"Clayson? Come here very early today..."

Clearson, who got off work early, sat in the first row of the Dawn Church.

He turned his head slightly when he heard the voice beside him, and a sincere smile appeared on his face after seeing the person who came.

"Lord Patrill, Good Night", after speaking, he turned his head to the little boy holding Patrill's hand next to him, "Little Pat, hello..."

"Say hello to His Excellency Claesen, His Excellency Claesen works at the Institute of Magic Industry..."

Patrill patted little Pat on the shoulder with a big smile.

The **year-old Pat's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Uncle Clarkson, Ye'an, are you really working at the Institute of Magic Industry? I heard that there are many magical alchemy creations in it..."

"Yes, there are many interesting alchemy creations. If I have time, I can take you to my laboratory next time..."

"Wow~" The little guy became excited for a moment, "Thank you Uncle Claisen, you are the most handsome halfling I have ever seen..."

Clayson laughed.

Patrice couldn't help but smile, touched the little guy's head, "Go to the backyard to play, and wait until the prayer ceremony to come back."

"Okay, father..."

After little Pat left, Patrill took the opportunity to sit in the seat next to Claesen, and said with some emotion, "This little guy is really lucky, I met Cachar... "

Clayson was taken aback for a moment, and was a little puzzled: "Your Excellency Patrill, why do you say that?"

Patrill smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for the crown, even if we didn't starve to death, I'm afraid we can only beg for food in Green City now.

Don't say that the little guy can go to the Academy of Dawn to learn the magic and knowledge that the noble master can learn, but whether he can survive is a question..."

Clearson became interested when he heard this, "Your Excellency Patril, is there any story in this?"

Patrice glanced at Clayson a little strangely, "Don't you know the origin of the City of Dawn? Yesterday's church history seems to have only talked about it..."

"Ah? I..." Claisen rubbed his nose with some embarrassment, "I was experimenting with new magic materials yesterday, but I didn't come...

But I have heard of a part of history, are you brought back personally by the crown of Qachar? "

Patrill smiled slightly, his tone was deep, and he began to recall the winter three years ago.

"It was winter. The residents of Eric Township were praying that the orcs would never come, but the orcs came...

Then we flee to Green City...

Finally...

In this way, we became residents of the City of Dawn, and because of this, we have the current life. "After speaking, Patril's eyes have already risen with a strong worship.

"The greatness under the crown is indescribable with all the words of praise, Sir Claesen, you are lucky, because you can touch the glory under the crown so close..."

After listening to the experience of how Eric’s town was brought back to the city of dawn where no one is, and how the city of dawn developed to its current state~IndoMTL.com~ The expression is very subtle.

"Your Excellency Patrill, I really envy your luck..."

"No, Sir Clayson, if you want to say envious, you still have to envy you smart researchers.

Mianxia said that magic and alchemy are the driving force for the development and progress of the city. I didn’t understand it very well before, but seeing the city of Dawn getting better with your efforts, I was shocked, Mian. Xia is indeed Mianxia, ​​he is the real wise man. "

Hearing this, the young halfling was proud and a little embarrassed.

"Your Excellency Patrick, this is what we should do..."

After speaking, there was a movement in my heart, and an uncontrollable thought came up, but he was a little bit hesitant to say something, and couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Seeing the other person's hesitant expression, Patriel smiled.

"Your Excellency Clayson, just say something boldly. This is the City of Dawn. As long as you don't blaspheme the glory under the crown and destroy the harmony of the City of Dawn, any speech is fine."

When Claeson heard this, he took a deep breath, followed his inner thoughts and looked at the other party slowly.

"Your Excellency Patril, I, can I join the Dawn Breaking Sect and become a believer in the crown of Kachar..."

Patrill's smile gradually brightened. "Clayson, the Dawn Sect welcomes anyone's faith, and I am glad you made the right choice..."

Hearing these words, Claisen's pressure was gone, and a sincere smile appeared on his face at the same time.

Turning his head and glanced at the fresco in the church, Li Deru came to save the world, and the fresco that saved the world was deeply imprinted in the mind of the halfling.

Unexpectedly, the first halfling believer was born quietly.

And this is just the beginning of foreign missions.