Chapter 639: Neither humble nor pushy, and treat them with respect

Chapter 639: Neither humble nor pushy, and treat them with respect

The summer of 1346 was very fast.

Of course, time itself was neither fast nor slow. It always maintained a standard speed, moving forward step by step. The reason why it felt so fast was that in this summer, nothing big happened in Westwind holy city.

There was no army or monsters coming, and the whole world seemed to have entered a harmonious state.Rêạd new chapters at novelhall.com

Only literature, painting, poems and movies were developing at full speed.

In the afternoon, Robb lay on his stone stool and happily looked through a manhua. This was not the One Punch Man he made.

This manhua was drawn by a West Gran a painter from Bright Road. It is called "A Soldier of Bright Road". As its name implied, it was a story about a soldier at the gate of Bright Road. From a soldier's perspective, it was about several battles that had happened on Bright Road in the past few years. Including the battle between the queen and the White Lion Knights, the battle of recapturing Bright Road, the battle of Mondra attacking Bright Road, and the battle of the monster army attacking Bright Road

In fact, this soldier didn't play a big role in any of these battles. He was just a scumbag who ran around following the order of his boss. The manhua was mainly about the soldier's daily life after the war, laughing with his family and neighbors.

Of course, this manhua wasn't one of the best sellers!

Whether it was manhua, novels, or movies, the most popular theme was always the Battle Theme of fighting and killing.

However, this manhua was better out early. After seeing Robb's manhua, the painter immediately began to make it by hand. Just like Robb, he took out all his savings to print two hundred copies in the printing factory, and after selling them out, he used the money earned from selling to print a few hundred more copies. After doing this over and over again, he actually sold four thousand copies, which made him a small amount of money.

This also opened up the craze of "customized manhuas". Many people in Westwind Holy City were preparing for their own manhuas now. Of course, they all have a little money and can afford to print the first few hundred copies. The really poor people can write stories if they are good at painting, but they cannot afford to enter the industry.

Robb laughed ridiculously as he looked through the book "A Soldier on Bright Road".

Suofa shook her head and said, "I really don't know what's so good about this manhua. It's all about his trifles at home and next door. I got sleepy when I read it. I didn't expect Godfather to be so happy."

It was obvious that he wouldn't welcome them.

Back then, the queen had sent a group of skilled craftsmen to teach skills in Westwind town. Robb had personally greeted them at the gate of the city, but this time it was a cardinal of the Church of Darkness. Robb wouldnt bother to welcome them.

Elsie, of course, understood. He chuckled and said, "I see. I will deal with the Church of Darkness."

"Well," Robb waved his hand and said, "Be neither humble nor pushy, and treat them with respect. I believe you can control yourself."

Elsie bowed and led his men to the gate.

A few minutes later, Elsie arrived at the southwest city gate of Westwind Holy city. At this time, Westwind Holy city was already a big city. It covered a very large area, and there was no city wall on some parts of the place. It was impossible to build such a wide city wall to envelop the entire city. Moreover, it was not like it was a core city like Bright Road or the Capital of Saints.

Westwind Holy City was an open big city, so the so-called southwest city gate was actually not a city gate at all. It was just an inspection entrance of a road.

A group of people in black cloaks were standing at the entrance of the road. There were about twenty people. The leader was an old man in his fifties. He was wearing an expensive black robe, and there was an embroidered statue of the God of Darkness on it. The people behind him were wearing much worse clothes.

Obviously, this was the cardinal.

Elsie walked up to the cardinal with a smile and learned Robb's usual tone, "Welcome to Westwind Holy City."

"Humph!" the cardinal snorted coldly. He was a little resistant to the term holy city, but he didn't lose his temper here. He looked at the armor on Elsie's body and said, "you are not Godfather of Westwind city, right? If I'm not mistaken, you should be commander Elsie."

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