They had heard about how Ulon Town had become a powerful stronghold with endless food and fresh delicacies after the arrival of the Holy Son, who summoned heroes to defend it.
They no longer had to fear the attacks from the demons and had become the largest fortress that was resisting the demons.
But why would such a person suddenly appear in Canaan Town?
If they had known the Holy Son would come, they never would have done what they did yesterday.
Maybe, if they prayed to the Holy Son, they could also get help from the heroes.
Even so, the Holy Son was still kind and merciful, he was willing to help them solve their problems even after learning about their actions.
It was such a blessing for them!
Dott Barthos and his companions had joyful expressions on their faces, feeling very happy to hear this news.
Even the knights' next words didn't disappoint them.
"But the Holy Son believes that, despite everything, your actions cannot be forgiven. So, you must pay the price for what you have done."
Knowing that the problem of not growing crops could be solved, their main issue was also resolved, and they were no longer afraid of any punishment.
Dott asked happily, "What price?"
"All the crops you grow, except for what you need for yourselves, will belong to the Church of Light. And from now on, you will follow the heroes' orders and work on the construction of Canaan Town."
Hearing this, Dott was even more delighted, "The heroes will guide us in building Canaan Town? Does that mean that from today, Canaan Town is under the rule of the Church of Light? That's great!"
Dott didn't care about what Viscount Hereford might think.
Viscount Hereford had abandoned them long ago, and now it was the Holy Son of the Church of Light who had saved them.
From today, they were followers of the Church of Light.
When they had time, they would rebuild the church to serve the God of Light.
Hanjun had not expected that such a small act could bring him a lot of faith energy.
[ People like this really make those people who are fighting on the frontlines feel bitter. If it were me, I wouldn't want to save them either. ]
Hanjun didn't judge these behaviors, but the players couldn't stand it.
They wanted to knock some sense into these people's heads and make them try harder to survive.
However, not everyone had such awareness.
No matter how much Master PungPong and the others tried to persuade them, it didn't help.
Hanjun noticed all of this but didn't say a word.
As a God of Light, he knew that what he was doing wasn't for all of humanity, but for those people who still wanted to resist.
As long as they had a sliver of hope, Hanjun was willing to help them.
This didn't mean Hanjun aimed to save all of humanity.
After half a month of quick travel, Hanjun and his group finally reached the Royal City of Orinthia.
The tall city walls were bustling with people passing by, and on the streets, they occasionally saw nobles dressed in luxurious and splendid clothes, which made the players stare in awe.
As they walked by, a person glanced at their expressions with a disdainful look and muttered, "Where did these country bumpkins come from?"
The players' faces showed some restraint, refusing to get angry over a single comment.
For them, the sights of the Royal City of Orinthia were indeed fresh, but they had seen many places.
To be called country bumpkins like that was so absurd it made them smile rather than feel insulted.
Master PungPong scoffed.
He pulled out a bottle of Chupa Chups and, in front of everyone, began to drink it happily with big gulps.
After finishing, he let out a satisfied sound.
The person who had just mocked them was stunned.
If he wasn't mistaken, wasn't that was Chupa Chups? the very drink that had recently become a huge hit in the Royal City of Orinthia?