Chapter 551: Lanqi and Sigler's Familiarity

In the temple, under the statue of Rock and Shelter.

"You are a true craftsman of God. We don't know how to thank you!"

Grand Lord Algom came over excitedly and held Lanqi's hands.

"How did you manage to complete the missing God's Age text on it, and even give it a new magical effect?"

Algom was puzzled. He had invited scholars of many races before, but no one told him that these God's Age texts could be repaired.

"Some craftsmen are good at painting, some are good at carving, and some like to study academics. If you know a little about ancient relics, you may be able to make it up."

Lanqi explained modestly.

"Then what are you best at?"

Grand Lord Algom looked at the statue of Rock and Shelter again, and for a moment he couldn't tell what kind of craftsman Lanqi was.

"I know a little bit of everything."

Lanqi replied with a smile.

"Haha, you are worthy of it."

Grand Lord Algom said sincerely.

The applause and cheers of the bear beastmen filled the entire temple, and in this festive atmosphere, Lord Algom kept expressing his sincerest gratitude to Lanqi.

He ordered the temple guards and priests to temporarily evacuate and entertain the crowd in the temple, and accompanied the imperial craftsman alone, chatting with him.

"Mr. Rocky, the skills and professionalism you showed today deeply touched all of us. You not only repaired our statues, but also repaired our trust in human craftsmen. I will definitely write to the other lords in person for you, asking them to provide you with the best care."

Lord Algom's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes were full of respect.

"Your work just now is not only an art, but also a sacred contribution. We are deeply grateful, Mr. Rocky. Please remember that no matter when and where you need help, we will support you without hesitation."

He added, as if he felt that these basic help was beyond repayment.

Because the craftsmen with such skills are willing to take a tiny reward to help them repair, it can only be said to be pure human feelings.

"Don't be so heavy, Mr. Algom, I just want to make friends with you, don't be too stressed, even if there is no reward or it is dangerous, I will actually do my best to repair the statue for you in this trip to the Land of Eternal Night. If there are any items related to the rock and the god of shelter that need to be repaired in the future, send someone to Helsarem to find me at any time, or contact Queen Keshia."

Lanqi smiled and waved his hand, staring into Algom's eyes.

"...Really."

Algom and Lanqi looked at each other for a long time, and smiled a little with relief.

He had never seen such clear eyes.

He was willing to believe that there was no impurity in the heart of this craftsman, and all this was his spontaneous behavior out of a sense of responsibility.

"Wouldn't you find it troublesome? After all, in my opinion, you don't necessarily believe in gods."

Algom walked beside Lanqi and said to him.

He took Lanqi away from the hustle and bustle, walked on the inner side of the temple, and chatted with Lanqi while walking.

At this moment, he was full of interest in this great human craftsman.

He had seen many humans, whose soul fountains were surging, vast and brilliant, and they could carry themselves without relying on any faith. The human in front of him gave him a particularly strong feeling.

"No, it won't."

Lanqi shook his head and waved his hands.

He thought about it, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"The thoughts that came to my mind were like lovers standing in front of me. I admire your spirit. You believe in gods, protect the land, and discipline yourself. In this world, there can still be such a good belief, which is really commendable from the heart."

Lanqi replied.

Then he humbly shared his ideas and experience in maintaining the statue, and talked to Algom about his interpretation of the chapter of rocks and shelters in the Book of Genesis. His words revealed his love for craftsmanship and respect for cultural diversity, and suggested how Algom should let his men clean the statue regularly.

Lord Algom listened with great interest, expressing his approval from time to time, and was fascinated unconsciously.

The sky gradually turned white, and the temple of Little Rock City looked even purer in the morning light.

"Mr. Algom, I have to go to the next city-state. We should have many opportunities to meet in the future, if you are willing."

The time to say goodbye came, Lanqi looked at the clock and apologized for Algom's warm hospitality.

"Of course, I look forward to meeting you next time."

Lord Algom held Lanqi's hand tightly, wished him all the best in the next journey, and presented him with a commemorative badge representing friendship.

Soon, after saying goodbye, Lanqi left the temple along a less conspicuous backup passage.

At the end of the passage, he stopped to change his clothes.

Lanqi took off his craftsman's clothes, put them in his suitcase, and changed back into the Protoss Empire style formal clothes.

When leaving the temple, Lanqi looked up at the sky and found that the morning light had begun to rise on the horizon.

The air was filled with the breath of a new day, mixed with the unique coldness and freshness of Little Rock.

Lanqi took a deep breath and felt the breath of this land.

"Hey, I remember Sigley left halfway before."

He looked around the entrance of the temple, but did not see Sigley.

Walking alone through the stone squares and neatly arranged stalls.

Lan Qi looked around and finally spotted Sigre's figure in a corner outside the temple.

She was sitting under a prominent stone pillar, surrounded by several young orc gangsters.

They were playing cards together, and there were a few banknotes on the ground. The atmosphere seemed quite relaxed and happy.

With a look of concentration on her face, Sigre sat on the ground and placed bets with a group of gangsters.

And seeing the banknotes in her hand, it seemed that she had just won a little money.

It is possible that the bet they just made was that Lan Qi could successfully complete the repair work.

Lan Qi walked over slowly and stood beside Sigre.

He didn't urge her, he just frowned slightly.

Sigre glanced up at Lan Qi.

The silence made her a little uncomfortable.

It's like being picked up from school by your parents.

"It's okay, you can finish this game."

Lan Qi reminded.

The orc gangsters around looked at Sigre in surprise. This dirty-looking girl actually had a well-dressed rich man pick her up.

"No, it's boring."

Sigre stood up from the ground, patted his pants, and motioned for Lan Qi to leave together.

The two were walking down the road in Little Rock.

They want to go to the inn and get back the Snowfield Deer.

Lanci said nothing for a long time.

"I didn't waste time, why do you look unhappy?"

Sigre glanced at Lanqi and asked bluntly.

"I'm not unhappy."

Lan Qi answered naturally.

"Farewell, if you say you are angry, then you are not angry. If you say you are not angry, then you are a little angry."

Sigre spread her hands and said.

The same thing happened to the nun at the orphanage. When the priest made her angry, she would say this.

"..."

Lan Qi was silent for a moment,

"Although I won't tell you what hobbies are good and bad at this age, or say something like 'what should a girl do at your age?', after all, my best friend always likes It’s a small gamble, but I think it’s necessary to say a few words.”

Lan Qi's eyes were calm, as if he was saying - you asked me to say it, so no matter what I say, don't get angry in return.

"you say."

Sigre nodded.

I had already been criticized by this man for drinking before, and this time he caught me gambling, so he would definitely criticize me again.

"Good people don't go to bad places, but bad people come to good places. You have to know where to draw the line."

Lan Qi tilted her head slightly and looked at Sigre with great concern.

Sigre was stunned for a long time.

She had never heard anyone preach to her like this.

"Tsk, you actually look down on me in your heart, right?"

Sigre thought for a moment, then turned her head and clicked her tongue.

"..."

Lan Qi didn't answer, just looked ahead,

"You could have entered the elegant hall with me just now, but you stayed outside voluntarily."

Lan Qi walked towards the city gate on his own.

"Sometimes the choice is always yours."

Everyone has the opportunity to change for the better, but it may be difficult to notice without reminders.

He stated a fact calmly, as if he was telling her that she had the qualifications to be a king, but she might also be willing to perish.

Maybe Lan Qi quickened his pace a little, or maybe Si Grei's steps became hesitant for a short time.

Sigre was silent for a long time, then trotted to follow him.

"oh."

Sigre responded.

The little black cat sat on Lan Qi's shoulder.

Looking at Sigre's small figure.

It didn't expect that these two people would get along so smoothly.

Although Sigre is bohemian on the surface, she is surprisingly able to listen to Lan Qi's discipline.

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ps: The next chapter will jump directly to several city-states. As we approach the end of the Demon Realm, I said that I will not write about one city-state at a time. The reason for the six city-states is because they have to correspond to six days, which is easier to understand and remember. There are still people here. Questioning my six city-states in this chapter will take a long time ()