Devil's Bible

Upon seeing this, the shepherd immediately understood that there was no point in talking to such a person.

The other party has completely disregarded basic moral principles.

Verbal rebukes or angry words could not affect the other party in any way.

To deal with him, you either punish him with force and hurt him, or you let him go and let him continue to rot in this world.

The shepherd paused, staring intently at the fake tailor, and then said, "So what you really want is to become a person in the Upper City, to become one of those superior people, by sewing clothes."

"Or do you still want to sew the most beautiful dress in the world? To prove yourself?"

His father and uncle were considered liars who fooled and deceived the king because they sewed a garment that did not exist.

This reminded the shepherd of the old carpenter.

The old carpenter was once a tailor who made his fortune by lying about killing seven people at once.

So at this moment, the shepherd decided to give the fake tailor a chance.

"I..." Moral condemnation would not cause the fake tailor any emotional turmoil. Even if the shepherd intended to kill him, he would only feel fear, resentment, and regret for choosing the shepherd, but he would never feel any moral guilt.

But when the shepherd spoke of something related to his dream, he fell into deep thought and then gave his answer: "I want to prove that my father and uncle are not liars."

"So what if it's the Upper District? They're poor too, but they live a life that's probably even harder than ours because they want to maintain a respectable image," the fake tailor said.

He had seen people from the upper district secretly come to the lower district to sell things more than once.

If those items were sold in the Upper City area, they might be able to sell for more.

In the lower city, although there are some people who fawn over the upper city, these people don't actually have much money.

Therefore, those items don't actually sell very well.

So why don't people from the Upper City sell these things in the Upper City?
Because it's not respectable.

People in the upper district are all respectable. If you sell something, everyone will immediately know that you've lost everything.

The person who buys it might even be someone you know.

The next day he showed up in front of you with his things, and you completely lost face.
So even if you buy it cheaply, you still have to sell it in the lower city.

In that case, even if this item were to circulate back into the Upper City, they could simply claim that it had been stolen.

Therefore, although there are guards patrolling the upper district at all times, news of rampant theft can still be heard all the time.

Some people couldn't see through these things and were still determined to win everything by heading to the upper city.

He, a fake tailor, could see it clearly.

Even if most people enter the Upper City, they will only suffer in another way.

Only those who truly hold power enjoy life in the upper part of the capital.

People like them only go into the upper city to be 'real targets,' providing 'real players' with opportunities to practice archery.'

Despite this understanding, he still wanted to sew a perfect garment to enter the Upper City and prove that his father and uncle were right.

I know it, and I can do it.

The fake tailor is easygoing, but he can't let go of what's going on inside.

"Now, perhaps I can give you another chance." Seeing this, the shepherd took out the wool he had taken with him when he left home.

Upon seeing this, the fake tailor was immediately tempted and couldn't help but ask the shepherd what he wanted to do. He said that as long as he could sew a beautiful garment to prove himself, he would be willing to die right then and there.

Thinking of the Golden Fleece the soldiers needed, the shepherd nodded and had the fake tailor lead him to his home, where he found his father's and uncle's 'relics'. "Preferably something that has been in contact with the Golden Fleece." The shepherd rubbed his tinderbox, and Teacup Dog appeared before him.

Previously, when we tried to get the big dogs to find the golden sheep, they couldn't find it either.

Because when you become invisible, you also conceal your own existence.

So to find the Golden Sheep, you either need to catch it when it's not hiding, or you need to find its distinctive scent.

Upon hearing the shepherd's words, the fake tailor seemed to remember something and quickly took out a box.

“My father used to keep the gold wool sweater in this box.”

The shepherd took the box, preparing to let the big dog sniff its scent.

But then they discovered that the big dog was barking at the box.

The shepherd was taken aback, opened the box, and reached inside.

A golden hue blossomed in the shepherd's hands.

"No way!" The fake tailor stared at everything in disbelief.

His eyes suddenly turned bloodshot as he stared blankly at the dazzling gold.

The existence of the golden sheep has always been a legend.

Like love, many people say they've seen it, but have never actually experienced it in front of them.

Although he firmly believed that his father and uncle could not have lied, his mind had been filled with too many questions over the years.

However, with the appearance of gold, none of that mattered anymore.

The fake tailor rushed forward, but when he touched it, the golden fluff seemed to have never appeared, and there was no weight in his hand. The golden fleece that had appeared before seemed like an illusion.

The fake tailor hurriedly tried to grab it, but still couldn't pick anything up.

At this moment, the shepherd reached into the box and took out the golden garment.

Then, with a thought, the shepherd's entire hand, along with the gold, vanished, as if his very existence had disappeared with it.

“This thing…it depends on the person.” The shepherd’s mind then shifted, and the Golden Fleece garment returned to its golden appearance.

"It feels to me like a smaller version of moral codes."

"Those who come into contact with it will automatically undergo certain tests..."

"Only a shrewd mind can make it shine with golden light!" the fake tailor suddenly said, but then he took the golden clothes, and the golden light on the clothes instantly dimmed.

"These are words my father once said, so many people believe that only intelligent people can see the golden light in them."

"However, we may have misheard."

"It's not a shrewd mind."

"But only a heart of gold can make it shine with golden light!" The fake tailor, feeling his heart reviving, looked up and said to the shepherd while tears streamed down his face, "Thank you."

The fake tailor then returned the golden wool sweater to the shepherd, saying, "Consider this an apology for my previous actions."

The shepherd smiled, took the golden wool sweater, and put it on.

The next moment, his entire body transformed from golden to invisible, completely disappearing.

With this outfit, it seems I won't have to worry about getting into the palace anymore. (End of Chapter)