Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 650 - 474 The Eroded Goddess (Unfortunate news, I’ve been affected.)_2

Chapter 650: Chapter 474 The Eroded Goddess (Unfortunate news, I’ve been affected.)_2

Every area of the vast square could select a few elderly people, sometimes just a few, sometimes dozens, until at last, over a thousand elders had gathered.

Such a large group of people clustering together, whispering and murmuring, with some carelessly not taking the situation seriously, chatting and laughing in small gatherings.

After clearing his throat, Qin Chu’s gaze finally swept across those figures in front of him, "Everyone, you can go home now."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an instant ripple in the crowd, and even Veronica’s face showed utter surprise.

The group of elders was even more stunned, they looked at each other, completely puzzled by what Qin Chu meant. Why could they go home now?

It wasn’t even time for lunch yet, not to mention dinner.

If they were sent home now, what about their meals?

Not everyone recognized Qin Chu’s status, but these elders could faintly sense that Qin Chu must hold a high position. An old man’s body trembled slightly, he mustered his courage and asked cautiously, "This, Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"It means just what it sounds like, you can go straight home now, and you don’t need to come here anymore," he said.

Although facing a group of elders, there was little sympathy in Qin Chu’s voice or in his gaze, as he never considered himself a Savior. To him, this was merely a transaction.

He provided them with food, and they provided him with their faith. It was just an exchange of needs.

Since it was a fair transaction, there was no need for partners who were unwilling to pay their dues.

He intentionally empowered his voice with Magic Power, letting it echo in the ears of everyone in the square, "You have been stripped of your status as believers of the Holy Light Goddess, and you will no longer receive the blessings of the Holy Light Goddess. Do you understand now?"

Even the most foolish understood what was happening at this point.

Upon hearing this, an uproar instantly broke out among the crowd.

The voices of a thousand people mingling together became extremely noisy. The elders, with wide eyes, seemingly did not expect such an ending; they were angry, they were indignant.

They even resented the Holy Men who had been providing them with free food.

On what grounds?

On what grounds?

There was free food every day, with fragrant bread and smooth milk.

You asked us to come here for lectures, for prayers, and we came—so why strip us of our right to free food?

Free food was simply too important for these elders. If they could eat their fill here, the family could save some food at home, the grandchildren could fill their bellies, and the sons and daughters-in-law wouldn’t have to go to work on an empty stomach.

If the free meals disappeared, their entire family would have to return to a life of hunger and cold.

Though brief, these elderly had grown accustomed to a life without being exposed to wind and sun, where just sitting here daily and chatting casually with their companions would yield food.

Who could tolerate the sudden deprivation of this?

A large number of old men and women immediately surged towards Qin Chu, loudly cursing him, spewing all sorts of foul language readily.

They accused Qin Chu of being heartless, condemned Qin Chu’s greed, and criticized Qin Chu for trampling on their lives.

Some even picked up dirt from the ground, attempting to throw it at Qin Chu.

Others contended that the Holy Court was being unjust. Because the internal strife had weakened the Church’s influence, they wanted to use the common people to expand the base of believers, and now that situations had stabilized, these common believers were deemed worthless and to be callously discarded.

Shameless, faceless, disgusting, little bastards, all kinds of trash...

The filthy insults penetrated Qin Chu’s ears from all directions, but he didn’t care in the least.

As he watched the old men and women turn red in the face, their eyes filled with bloodshot rage, a cold smirk appeared on Qin Chu’s face. After a long while, his deep and restrained voice finally spread in the area,

"Shut up, all of you."

An invisible pressure spread out.

The group of flushed old men and women felt as if a massive hammer had struck their chests, their bodies uncontrollably shaking, and the foul words they were about to shout were forcibly swallowed back.

Their faces even turned pale, an indescribable fear enveloping every heart.

"You probably don’t realize that as the Favored of the Goddess, I can see whether you truly possess faith. The Holy Light Goddess does not exist in your hearts, so why should her blessings descend upon you?"

"Remember, the Goddess’s mercy and compassion will only fall upon the most devout believers, and you, you do not deserve the Goddess’s regard."

As these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into a brief silence.

Qin Chu could clearly feel that some elders not yet scrutinized by him now had more intense Power of Faith emanating from their heads than before.

Apparently, this was an effective example, as no one wanted to lose the free food.

After a moment of silence, these elders became noisy again. They had indeed been praying properly every day—why were they accused of lacking devotion?

Was it just because they talked to others during prayers? Who decreed that one couldn’t chat during prayers?

To control even chatting, was there no justice, no law?

A large group of people crowded together, pushing towards Qin Chu, seemingly trying to intimidate him with their numbers, forcing him to retreat, to submit, to preserve their daily free food and their right to chat at will.