Only God
Chapter 251 - 216: God, Do Not Let Us Be Glorious

Chapter 251: Chapter 216: God, Do Not Let Us Be Glorious

A strong wind swept over the verdant plains, while Baird, donned in Dragon Skin, moved forward against the gusts.

Two robust Beastmen followed him, one was the tiger-like Kars, and the other was the lion-like Adrian.

They had each met Baird during their travels. The tiger-like Kars was gentle by nature, not war-hungry like his kin, and more resembled a wise, old farmer than a hero capable of hunting an Earth Dragon alone.

The only thing that didn’t suggest a farmer, however, was the massive broadsword he carried on his back.

The lion-like Adrian’s tribe had suffered from a civil war, forcing him to flee south with his family to escape assassination and chaos. In the city-state of the Three-eyed Ape People, he met Baird who settled his family, deeply moving Adrian. In gratitude, he decided to accompany Baird on his journey.

It is worth mentioning that Adrian’s father was also named Adrian, and so was his eldest son; it was their family tradition to name their heirs Adrian.

"Baird, are you really going to seize the Heavenly Descending Gem?"

Tiger-like Kars asked hesitantly.

"Yes, I’ve made a bet with the Dragon God Endora, and I need the Heavenly Descending Gem to awaken my beloved."

Baird spoke slowly.

"To possess the gem, one must go to the land of battle."

Adrian was leading a gray donkey that carried a heavy pack, obediently moving across the grassland.

"Indeed."

Baird nodded slightly.

"I’ve heard rumors that the serpent-like Hero, Chira, brought the gem back to his Kingdom, eager to possess it, but was killed by his own Lord.

The Lord, too, coveted the gem exclusively, only for a servant to discover it, resulting in his beheading not long after.

Now, the gem is in the hands of the Poisonous Consort, Milis."

Adrian narrated this, having experienced a civil war in his tribe, and naturally, he had heard many rumors as he traveled across the lands.

"The Poisonous Consort Milis? The serpent-woman who poisoned her husband to ascend to power?"

Kars asked curiously.

His massive sword did not slow his pace.

"Exactly, she is now married to the King of a great nation, intending to use the gemstone as her dowry."

Adrian then speculated:

"However, it’s more like a joint possession of the gemstone by two Kingdoms rather than a mere dowry."

Upon hearing this, Baird asked with hesitation:

"So how should I come to possess the gemstone?"

Seeing this, Adrian slowly said:

"Wait for an opportunity, Baird. No one can own the gemstone forever, we could start by serving under the Poisonous Consort."

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Xilan stood in the papyrus fields of New Rule Garden.

"Vidaan."

Facing the lush papyrus, Xilan bent down, murmuring in Ancient Language.

As his words fell, the green papyrus in front of him began to surge upward and some slowly turned light yellow, the papyrus seeds multiplying under the influence of the Ancient Language.

Xilan observed the transformation before him, his face showing delight.

He had learned and mastered two Ancient Languages from Noen,

and "Vidaan" was one of them.

"This year will be a bountiful harvest."

Daniel, standing nearby, said with a smile.

Daniel’s comment wasn’t only about the papyrus of New Rule Garden but about all the grain nourished by the river.

While still in the Mortal World, the Prophet had orally passed down the Ancient Language to those who came to New Rule Garden.

And the Ancient Language he left behind each held its own purpose. For example, the "Vidan" recited by Xilan was learned by countless farmers to nourish the wheat under the soil; and "Anita," meaning honey, was recited in the nobles’ beekeeping gardens, producing more honey sugar...

The Stone Slaves gathered in the New Rule Garden, among them some with exceptional gifts, held a deeper grasp of the Ancient Language than others; thus, they were highly valued by the nobles, promoted from lowly slaves to esteemed guests almost instantly.

The Ancient Language left by the Prophet, and the Church of God,

opened an unprecedented channel, building a solid bridge over the once impassable chasm between nobles and slaves.

"Prophet,

your teachings of the Ancient Language are changing the world."

Xilan spoke softly, joyfully watching the wheat in front of him; he could foresee that the New Rule Garden, and the faith in God, under the influence of the Ancient Language, would thoroughly take root, becoming an inseparable part of people’s daily lives.

He could foresee such days.

"God, you make us bountiful as wheat."

Xilan chanted softly.

After Xilan quietly prayed, Daniel looked at him, his face seeming to hesitate.

The Prophet’s follower, Disciple Xilan, looked at Daniel and asked,

"Daniel, it seems like you have something to say..."

Although at the Great Council, Daniel, as the leader of "Predestination," argued endlessly with Elu, the leader of "Election," Xilan did not hold any grudge against them; instead, because of their wisdom and reputation, he entrusted many of the Church’s affairs to them.

"Follower Xilan... here, I have a letter written by a Believer."

Daniel took out a papyrus from his chest, but did not hurry to hand it over,

"In this letter, a Believer has reported a sage who went to preach, saying he accepted others’ properties and bribes after preaching, to propagate things against the Creed."

Xilan was stunned, his face full of surprise.

Corruption.

He had never imagined that such evil, "corruption," would show its early signs in the Church of God.

Xilan had not overlooked the occurrence of corruption, but he originally thought it would only appear after his death.

If the allegations were true, it now seemed, his estimates were too optimistic.

Xilan took the letter from Daniel’s hands and scrutinized it three times.

After finishing, Xilan’s fingers trembled; he gently touched his forehead and prayed softly:

"God, do not grant us glory."

Daniel also followed with a prayer,

"God, do not grant us glory."

Xilan looked at Daniel and instructed softly:

"Daniel, go fetch the man who took the properties; I want to meet him personally."

Daniel nodded slightly.

Three days later, in the wheat fields of the New Rule Garden.

Daniel and several Believers brought a man forward, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Xilan stared at him intently, containing his emotions, he asked:

"Ankagaw, it’s you!

How dare you accept others’ bribes?!

’Do not let your body be warm, while your soul remains cold.’

Have you forgotten the words of the Prophet?!"

Ankagaw’s face was pale; he spoke absently:

"No, Follower Xilan, Disciple of the Prophet! I have not betrayed the Prophet’s words. It was a person named Naya who told me I could accept those properties!

He said, ’Let your body indulge in pleasure to better serve your God.’ That’s what he told me; I haven’t gone against the Prophet’s words. I was warming my body as well as my soul..."

His words seemed both a desperate defense and a soliloquy, a self-hypnosis.

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