The former looked at Frank, friendly and respectful.

As for the latter... as friendly as ever as those elves Frank knew.

Even said that his eyes were lit... he was a little overheard.

However, the eyes of many elves kept flowing between his hands holding Old John, with a little excited and strange look, which made Frank a little puzzled.

It was not until he and Old John let go that their eyes were withdrawn.

Oh, many of them seem to be female elves.

Of course, this is just a small episode.

After accepting the task from Old John and clarifying his goals, Frank left Larona.

When he arrived, he only brought thousands of mercenaries, and when he left, the number of people nearly doubled.

He did not visit Adam, the God-lover of the Eternal Church.

He has found his own path.

After watching Frank leave, Old John also ordered the believers to pack up their things and embark on a new journey.

"Mr. John, are you leaving Larone?"

The poor people's eyes were full of reluctance.

"Parts, Larona's faith has been on the right track, but in more places on the mainland, people are still struggling in dire straits, with no hope and no future..."

"I'm going to go somewhere else and continue to spread the glory of the Church of Life."

Old John smiled gently.

"But...but don't you know? The Eternal Church has ordered the arrest and execution of all the living believers preaching in the Eternal Church's parish. If you go there... it's too dangerous!"

The believers of life who were persecuted and escaped from other parts of the empire said worriedly.

Old John smiled slightly:

"To advance with difficulties is the courage and fighting spirit that believers in life have."

"Don't worry, I will protect myself."

"Then...then we will follow you! Let's spread the Goddess' true faith together!"

A believer said excitedly.

Old John shook his head gently:

"As everyone said, the place I'm going to next is not safe, the fewer people, the better."

"Don't worry, I'm safe with the Elves Chosen."

He smiled slightly and signaled to both sides.

And with his eyes, more than a dozen elves walked out of the crowd, saluted Old John, and stood behind him.

There are more than a dozen players, and each of them has the strength of the golden rank.

They will protect Old John and continue to sow faith on the mainland.

After saying goodbye to Larona's followers, Old John embarked on a journey.

When he first came here, it was still ruined and desperate.

But when he left, what he left was light and hope.

When Old John left, La Rona's slums were empty, and the believers who left him were sent to him...

It was an unprecedented grand scene that alarmed the entire Larona.

The seeds of hope have been sown.

Just wait for flowers to bear fruit.

...

In the inner city of La Rona, in the church of the Eternal Church.

An old man wearing a holy robe and kneeling in front of the eternal statue of God prayed slightly and looked out the window.

“Mr. Adam…”

As if he felt the old man's absent-mindedness, a young pastor greeted him and bowed respectfully.

"Have he... gone?"

The old man suddenly asked.

"Sir, he has left Larona."

The priest hesitated for a moment and replied.

"Let's go..."

The old man sighed deeply.

He turned around and came to the window.

Autumn has come, and the maple trees outside the window have been dyed with a layer of intoxicating golden red.

The cool breeze gradually came, and pieces of fallen leaves that looked like palms were floating down.

The leaves rustled, and in the distance, there was a blue sky.

There was no cloud in the sky, only the boundless depth.

"It's autumn..."

Looking at the maple leaves that were falling in the wind, the old man trembled and stretched out his hand and stroked the sun badge in his arms that symbolized the eternal Lord.

His eyes were as deep and calm as the blue sky.

...

After saying goodbye to Old John, Frank returned to the Southern Territory with his followers.

At the end of the war, the southern border leaders ushered in a boom of refugees returning. Every day, a large number of people took their families and returned to this hometown that had been away for more than a year.

No matter how beautiful other places are, they are not home after all.

Only when you grow up from childhood can you have the power to warm people's hearts.

However, although the invading demons were eliminated and the pollution of the abyss was purified, the trauma had been left behind.

The city is dilapidated, the fields are abandoned, and everything in the southern territory... needs to start over.

In other parts of the Holy Manthian Empire, the persecution of life believers and the pursuit and execution of life preachers continue...

Not only that, but there is also a tendency to become increasingly fierce.

The Eternal Church has to respond more and more strongly, and the figures of the judges' knights are becoming more and more frequent.

However, what has been rooted is like weeds on the grassland. The wildfire cannot be burned out and the spring breeze grows again.

Once people awaken, they will burst out with unprecedented tenacity and fighting spirit.

That is definitely not something that can be suppressed by simple and crude violence.

Although the entire empire was generally calm, in the dark, the seeds of the storm had been planted.

When returning to the Southern Territory, the first thing Frank did was to announce the establishment of the Dao-Trail Alliance with the Southern Territory as the core, change the name of the Dao-Trail Corps and change it to the Life Dao-Trail.

More and more believers of life came from all over the empire and joined them.
Chapter completed!