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    After reading it, Matthew epted the mission without hesitation and reported the exact information of his peers to his twopanions.


    The two of them revealed surprised expressions at the same time.


    "You also have the Oracle Spell (Gossip)?"


    Matthew smiled modestly.


    "I can''tpare to your intelligence ability. I just have a little sense of smell directed at my peers."


    Lorraine asked with interest,


    " The ability to gather intelligence on peers?


    "So, did you learn it from Silver Fox?


    "However, if you only sense it after entering ten kilometres, you still haven''t grasped the essence! I heard that guy can smell his peers from hundreds of kilometres away…"


    Cam corrected him,


    "If it''s a necromancer, it should be a fishy smell, right?"


    Lorraine asked,


    "Is there a big difference?"


    Cam said seriously,


    " I believe that uracy in words is the most important part of expression andmunication. If you continue to treat words with such a casual attitude, then God will take back your talent sooner orter."


    Lorraine had an exaggerated expression.


    "Fortunately, I don''t believe in any god!


    " To be honest, I think you have more say than me in the field of heavy soldiers and closebat. But, Are you trying topete with a legendary bard in literary attainments?"


    Cam said seriously,


    " I came from the Choir and received a few years of training in art and literature from the Church…I don''t mean anything else. I''m just stating the facts."


    The two of them exchanged a few words and quickly changed the topic.


    The more Matthew listened, the more he felt that something was wrong.


    The two of them started from simple words to human art and aesthetics, and soon they talked about cosmic astronomy and art education.


    As they chatted.


    The smell of gunpowder between the two of them faded a lot. On the contrary, they even chatted with a sense of mutual appreciation!


    This made things difficult for Matthew.


    He felt like an NPC standing beside them.


    Moreover, there was no obvious trend in their conversation.


    If there was one thing that Matthew couldn''t understand…


    "Wait, can you stop?"


    Matthew could not help but say,


    " Don''t you care about the people I mentioned just now?"


    Cam blinked.


    "It''s alright."


    Lorraineughed.


    "Do I need to care?


    "Matthew, you''ve already seen thisdy''sbat strength. Even if that green dragon came over, he would have to give her a cigarette as a bribe, let alone a few of your peers…"


    At this point.


    Loraine suddenly asked,"


    "Do you smoke?"


    Cam refused righteously,


    " The clergymen of the Church of the First Moon are not allowed to smoke!"


    A trace of regret appeared on Lorraine''s face.


    Kam said softly,


    "Do you have cigars? I can have some."


    Lorraine was overjoyed. He pulled out an exquisitely wrapped box from her pocket.


    He took out two cigars from the box, handed one to Cam, and lit it with the Fire of Magic.


    The red-robed bald priest took the cigar skillfully and took two deep puffs. Her eyes became even more radiant.


    Lorraine smiled and lit one as well.


    For a moment.


    The two of them puffed out smoke and chatted even more happily.


    "So clergymen can smoke cigars?"


    Lorraine asked with a smile.


    Cam replied seriously,


    "If the Church doesn''t forbid it, then you can smoke.


    " Besides, I don''t smoke often. It''s mainly because I often use herbs to treat patients. In order to familiarize myself with the medicinal properties of various herbs, I personally taste various nt ingredients. A cigar is just one of them…"


    Lorraine nodded.


    " It''s understandable. The pressure on the clergy is actually quite high. I met a priest a long time ago. He also loved cigars. The reason he gave was that smoking a good cigar would bring him closer to his god."


    Cam asked curiously,


    "What happened after that?"


    Lorraine shrugged.


    " Because of the Seven Saint Alliance''s suppression of the Heavenly Pce, the priest ran the church poorly. In the end, the church closed down and he couldn''t afford to smoke cigars anymore, so he changed his profession and became a thief. Many yearster, I saw him again. He was already a famous hero thief in the local area."


    Cam asked,


    " So he gave up on his god just like that?"


    Lorraine shook his head.


    " His god fell in the second year after the church closed down. There are countless weak gods in the Heavenly Pce who ended up like this. To be honest, I don''t like the huckster. Perhaps it''s because of the era. In my life experience, anyone who has faith has a miserable life. The god they believe in also died helplessly in a lonely and cold realm.


    I can''t interpret these things from a perspective that transcends the era. I just feel that this is an era that is not very friendly to gods and believers. But for others, isn''t this a blessing?"


    Cam nodded thoughtfully after listening.


    " However, this era is not the entire history of humans or other intelligent creatures. It may change in the future."


    Lorraine flicked the cigarette ash gently.


    "Who knows?"


    Cam took two more puffs and changed the topic.


    "The cigar tastes good. Where did you buy it?"


    Lorraine said,


    "I made it at home."


    Cam asked in surprise,


    "Your family sells tobo?!


    "No wonder you became a bard!


    " An orphan like me is destined to only walk the path of a Priest or a Monk…"


    Seeing the two of them suddenly chatting fervently.