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Hearing that, Lathel sighed and said: "Okay, you guys can do whatever you want, but don't bother me too much, understand?"

"Of course, God Lathel!" Yorder knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and said. The other Yordles, seeing this, did the same as him.

Then, they placed the sculpture, which looked like a wooden version, in the middle of the village on a wooden platform.

A lot of flowers were placed around the base of the statue, making it look extremely solemn.

Nina now carried a wreath to Lathel's side, smiled, and gave it to him: "God, Lathel, this wreath is for you."

"Ah! Thank you, Nina." Lathel also happily received the wreath. The wreath is very beautiful and delicate; it seems like you spent a lot of time making it.

"Hehehe… it's nothing; I just need to wave my wand and I can create a wreath."

Lathel: "…"

'Oy! Can I take back my thanks from earlier?'

At this moment, Yorder spoke up: "Nina..."

Hearing that, Nina immediately realized what needed to be done. She bowed her head and said a little worriedly: "God, Lathel, could... could you give me a drop of your blood?"

"Heh?! One drop of my blood?" Lathel frowned. He felt a bit confused, so he asked: "For what?"

Nina pursed her lips, thought for a moment, then explained: "This is the custom of the Yordle clan. If someone saves the Yordles from danger or makes great contributions, they will be sculpted."

"We will take a drop of that person's blood and fuse it with the statue, turning that statue into the protector of the Yordle race."

"Of course, for God Lathel, that statue will become the Patron Saint of all Yordles in this place."

"Hm… but it's just a statue." Lathel frowned and asked.

"Hehehe… God Lathel, after receiving your blood, this statue will become your replica." Nina explained.

"It will receive all of your strength and fighting ability the moment you give me your blood."

"If the Yordles are in danger, all of us will activate your statue to protect the Yordles."

Hearing that, Lathel nodded, understanding what Nina was saying: "Good!"

After speaking, he used his fingernail to puncture the tip of his thumb, dropping a drop of blood onto Nina's hand.

Seeing this, Nina was extremely happy, and she waved her wand, causing that drop of blood to be surrounded by a transparent bubble.

Lathel gave Nina this drop of blood because he also felt that the Yordle clan was a bit pitiful.

He also did not want their lives, which were improving, to be in danger.

But he was afraid that if the Yordles were in danger, his statue wouldn't be of much help to them.

'I hope my statue is strong enough to hold back the enemies so they can run away if they are in danger.' Lathel really wished for that in his heart.

Afterwards, a ceremony took place. Of course, Lathel was the centre of that ceremony.

A moment later, Nina brought a water bubble containing a drop of Lathel's blood and fused it into the statue.

A beam of light radiated from the statue, but that beam of light only lasted for a blink of an eye and then disappeared.

The statue was already very delicate, and after receiving the drop of Lathel's blood, it made it look even more like a living person.

Lathel could even feel the connection between him and that statue. However, this connection is very faint, like a thread of spider silk.

[Ding! Congratulations on receiving a new source of energy—worshipping energy]

…

Worshipping Energy: This is a very special type of energy that can only be received when someone worships and prays to you as if you were a god.

…

'Worshipping Energy? What kind of energy is this? How does it work?'

Lathel frowned. He felt confused; however, the system did not provide any further explanation.

He opened his personal information panel and looked at it, hoping to find some useful information.

…

Name: Lathel

Level: 20

ME: 4,000

WE: 0

Talent: Earth (D), Thunder (D), Wood (E), Healing (B), Fire (C), Adaptation (B)contemporary romance

Job: Royal Chef (C), Sculpting Master (B)

Function: Simulated space

…

Lathel was even more confused: 'Maybe WE is worshipping energy; it seems like I have to learn more about this strange type of energy.'

'Hopefully this strange energy doesn't drag me into some trouble.'

He sighed and shook his head. However, when the Yordles began to kneel before him and his statue, and started praying sincerely, many notice boards appeared.

[Ding! A Yordle is praying sincerely to your statue, you have received 1 WE]

[Ding! A Yordle is praying sincerely to your statue, you have received 1 WE]

[Ding! A Yordle is praying sincerely to your statue, you have received 1 WE]

…

Immediately, his WE increased to 225 and then stopped when all the Yordles had finished praying.

'Ah! One person who prays can help me get one WE point.'

[Ding! A human being turns towards your statue while praying sincerely, you have received 2 WE]

Immediately after that, his WE score increased to 227.

Lathel frowned: 'A human? Maybe…'

He glanced at Claire and saw that she was also kneeling on the ground, her hands clasped together, as she bowed her head, to pray.

Lathel: "…"

'Why the hell are you trying to talk to me?'

He really wanted to scold her, but seeing how serious she was, he could only sigh and not care about her anymore.

Suddenly, a magic circle appeared in front of Lathel and Claire, and a small line of text appeared on the magic circle.

[The contestants should quickly gather at the tower in the west of the 'Black Bone' forest. Anyone who does not get there before this round ends will be disqualified, including those with letters of recommendation.]

Seeing the notice board in front of him, Lathel frowned. However, he didn't think much. After all, these were the academy's regulations, and he had to follow them.

"Looks like… We need to say goodbye."

"Heh?!" Hearing Lathel's words, the Yordles here were startled.

Yorder now raised his head to look at Lathel and asked: "God, Lathel, will you return to this place?"

"Hm… when I have free time, I will come back to this place." Lathel smiled and said, in fact, he could not be sure whether he could return to this place or not.

However, with a place as wonderful as this, he wished that he had the chance to return and experience peace.

Yorder knew he couldn't keep Lathel here forever. He nodded and said: "Then... let the Yordle clan see you off."

"Ah! No need." Lathel quickly refused: "You still have many things to do, there is no need to send me off."

"So…" Yorder said, a little embarrassed: "God Lathel, Nina will help you get out of this territory. I'll let her send you off. Is that okay?"

Hearing that, Lathel nodded. He also knew that this territory was surrounded by a strange magic. He also did not know how to get out of this place.

Nina happily led Lathel and Claire away from the Yordle clan's territory.

After going outside, Nina's eyes were wet, and she said sadly: "God, Lathel, will you come back?"

Hearing that, Lathel knelt down in front of Nina, smiled kindly, and said: "Of course, but I don't know when I can come back."

"It could be a few days later, it could be a few months later, or it could be a few years later."

"Your territory is great, it helps me feel peace and comfort. I also hope to be able to return there again."

Hearing that, Nina nodded, tried to hold back her tears, and smiled happily: "Uhm! I believe you will return, Lord Lathel."

Lathel smiled and patted Nina's head, making her pointy hat flatten, but she wasn't angry.

After that, Lathel stood up and left with Claire.

As Nina looked at Lathel's back, she felt empty in her heart, but also a little sore.

…

At the magic academy, two middle-aged men, after making announcements calling for the contestants to gather in the west building, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hopefully, the contestants will listen to the announcement."

"Don't worry, no candidate wants to be eliminated, including those with letters of recommendation."

"I hope so too. This is the best plan we can take to limit casualties as much as possible."

"You're really smart, coming up with such a great plan."

"No, I just hope that when the principal finds out about this, she won't cut off my head."

They both looked at each other, then shook their heads and sighed.

…

In the east area, not long after Lathel left, Harris and Alec appeared on this side of the forest.

"It seems like this place is hiding something." Suddenly, Medos' voice rang in his head.

"Hm?! What do you mean?"

"There is a type of magic that covers a fairly large area of space within this forest." Medos explained: "I don't know what's inside that enclosed space, maybe we should be careful."

Alec frowned. He and Harris both received news from the academy that they had to quickly gather at the West Tower.

However, Alec and Harris wanted everyone to think that they had nothing to do with Fire Drake's rampage, so they ran to the woods in the east.

Harris frowned, he seemed to sense something and said: "I feel... there seems to be something strange here."

Alec glanced at Harris, feeling a little jealous. He needed Medos's reminder to know that there seemed to be something strange about this place.

But Harris is different, as he doesn't need anyone to remind him, he himself has a kind of intuition that makes Alec jealous.

Alec pretended not to understand, then asked: "What do you mean..."

Harris looked forward, frowned, and said: "There is a type of magic covering an area of space ahead."

"Do you want to go there and see? If you're scared, you can..."

"Hahaha… Harris, do you think I'm a coward like you?" Alec smiled disdainfully: "Let's go, I want to see what's there, it's definitely a treasure or a high-class item."

Harris glanced at Alec, then walked in front, Alec walked behind, moving forward.

After walking for about two kilometres, they came to a nondescript place. However, Harris frowned and said: "It's this place. However, I can feel that magical energy here, but I don't know how to enter that secret space."

Hearing that, Alec also frowned. He was only a low-level magician, so he had not been exposed to many types of high-

level magic like this. That's why he didn't know how to solve this case.

At this moment, Medos's voice rang in his head: "This is a type of sealing magic. As long as you find the 'Eye' of this sealing magic, you can dispel it."

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