Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 72 Case
Amaunator,

The authority to rule order and contract,

The ancient sun god.

In many cases, people with little knowledge of theology tend to misjudge the camp of this god because of the sun, which represents "vitality" and "warmth and hope".

They mistakenly believed that the other party was a positive god like [Lord of the Dawn] Lathander and [God of Justice] Tyr, who were more kind and positive.

Actually it is not.

Just like the red sun gradually rising from the horizon.

He does not deliberately seek to shine His light on anyone, but simply follows the rules that have been in place since the birth of this world, allowing the sun to rise as usual every day.

Promises are kept, laws are enforced, and order and regularity prevail.

This is His teaching.

Based on this premise, Amaunator's followers often appear as witnesses at the signing of various contracts, or become supervisors of a certain oath.

Unless it is a large festival such as "Midsummer Day" or "Shield Festival", you will hardly see the believers of this god, such as the practitioners of the teachings of the Blind Lord, helping the suffering people in the slums.

In many large cities, the people who appear in the churches of the Sun God are often businessmen and nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes and tiaras.

Of course, because of the special nature of His ministry, farmers in the fields would often pray to Him for clear weather.

It's just that these simple and hardworking people rarely believe devoutly in a single god.

When the weather is dry, they pray to the Lord of Water, "Istishia", to restrain his changeable nature like water a little and send down rain for them;

During the autumn harvest season, people pay their respects to "Chantia," the Great Mother and Goddess of Grain, who makes all things grow.

The busy and hard work, as well as the heavy and harsh taxes, meant that the farmers had basically no conditions to dress up carefully and go to the church of the sun god for a complete worship service.

Ever since that evening many years ago when the sky and earth were dark, the sun god Amaunator has been invisibly separated from the "farmers", the most common group of people on this continent, due to various overt and covert relationships.

As for the gods who need huge faith support, what kind of result this will lead to is easy to imagine...

"Clap."

The thick leather boots, stained with roadside mud, fell on the spotless gray-white brick surface with a dull sound.

Shanan took a deep breath.

The unknown deep fragrance in the air and the quiet and solemn environment around him made him calm down.

At this moment, the two of them had settled Jeff under the guidance of the nun in the church.

Because of the relationship with the sheriff, the other party is safer here than outside, and can also use the power of God to suppress the negative energy remaining in the body.

Beside him, the halfling Alton seemed a little bored, unlike his usual enthusiasm.

Walking in the spacious and clean corridor inside the church, he just tossed the coin in his hand from time to time, his eyes absent-minded, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xia Nan organized his words a little, and then asked the other party in a low voice about his doubts:
"Just now, when the pastor was treating Jeff, your expression seemed a little strange."

"Is there something wrong?"

Hearing this, Alton shook his head and said bluntly without hiding anything:
"Because of their own beliefs, priests of the Sun God almost control one of the most powerful holy lights in the entire continent that is effective in expelling the power of the undead."

This was also the reason why the Halfling was so sure that Jeff could be completely cured.

But just now, the kind-looking pastor made it clear that it cannot be eradicated.

According to Alton's understanding of this kind of situation, there are only two reasons:
"The first one is just like what the pastor said. The power in Jeff's body is not just the power of the dead, but some higher level of negative energy."

"The second one is..."

The halfling stopped talking suddenly.

His eyes passed over the coin in his hand and looked at the golden sun emblem on the wall of the corridor, which was reflecting the fluorescent light in the morning light.

There was a hint of hesitation on his face.

"What is it?" Xia Nan asked. Before he could wait for the other party to answer, footsteps were heard faintly at the corner of the corridor ahead.

Shut your mouth instantly.

The one coming is Ingram.

He was still dressed as a sheriff, but his golden semi-long hair, which had been particularly messy due to being soaked by the rain last night, seemed to have been groomed and re-combed during this period of time.

"How is Jeff?"

Ingram walked quickly towards the two men.

"It's OK." Xia Nan nodded slightly and replied, "He was just discussing with us whether the sale of the fleet plus the savings would be enough for retirement."

"You shouldn't worry."

"That's good."

The sheriff breathed a sigh of relief, then his expression darkened and he said solemnly:
"It was my fault this time for not catching the murderer in time."

"Now that Jeff is like this, your mission has been interrupted. I..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, he heard another burst of hurried footsteps coming from behind him.

A guard came running over, panting.

He stood at attention and saluted, panting:

"Sir, there's...something's happening!"

……

……

It wasn't that Tim, who had become an undead creature, was found.

It's another, possibly related, and equally bizarre case.

"I had a few drinks last night on my way home from the Bagful of Gin."

The person who spoke was a slightly fat, bald man.

"My Lord, you know that I don't usually go to places like that, but..."

"Time is limited, let's hurry up." Ingram urged calmly.

"Hey, hey!" the bald man nodded repeatedly and continued.

"I didn't pay attention to the time that day. It was already dark when I came out of the pub. I was afraid that my family would worry, so I planned to take a shortcut by the cemetery to go home."

"Then I heard some strange noises coming from inside. Like a whistle? There were also some strange creaking noises."

"I mustered up the courage from the alcohol and took a look inside. There were many shadowy figures standing in the cemetery."

"I immediately broke out in a cold sweat and ran home."

"I just woke up today and came to report to you."

"Okay, I got it." The guards behind him were recording the details of the case. Ingram looked serious and reached out to pat the bald man on the shoulder.

"You go back first, we will take care of the rest."

Xia Nan stood aside and listened in silence.

His expression remained unchanged, but he had some vague guesses in his mind.

The cemetery, the human figures, the "crunching", he almost instantly thought of some of the most common undead creatures.

but……

Could it be related to Tim?

(End of this chapter)