Chapter 363: Chapter 37: Do You Want to Sleep With Me…

After returning to the city, Lynch immediately summoned Greywell and explained what he had seen at Jade Ridge.

Greywell was clearly unaware: “Adventurers being taken to mine, are you serious, sir?”

Lynch said, “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come here.”

He paused, then asked, “What? No news in the city at all?”

Greywell hesitated and said, “Previously, we did notice some adventurers going missing, but we just thought they had gone to other Lords’ places to become Knights. According to your will, we didn’t take any special action. Didn’t expect they were captured for mining.”

“No wonder there was no trace of these adventurers after they left. We thought those nobles were generous enough to make them Knights…”

Lynch frowned.

In this way, Greywell had indeed reported to him, that after some adventurers spent time in the Underground City, they stopped accepting tasks and left Feiyan City’s jurisdiction.

Originally, Lynch speculated that these guys went to other nobles in Jade Land for a living, so he didn’t deal with it much.

After all, he thought those noble Lords didn’t have enough farms and resources to share with these civilian Knights. Except for the lucky few, most adventurers who couldn’t make a living would eventually return to Feiyan City, so there was no need to prevent it.

But unexpectedly, these guys went out and were directly captured for mining, without even a chance to come back.

Greywell asked, “Do you think I should issue orders to forbid adventurers from leaving?”

Lynch thought for a moment: “For now… no need.”

Such matters cannot be blocked forcibly. Adventuring in the Underground City is certainly not as comfortable as being a lord on a farm. As long as the idea is there, adventurers will keep trying.

Unless Lynch completely abolished the noble system, which he couldn’t do currently even if he could, he definitely wouldn’t do it.

Interest groups won’t disappear out of nowhere. Removing the nobles would naturally transform the council into new nobles. It’s better to leave the noble system to balance with the council to prevent the council from becoming too dominant.

After a pause, Lynch continued, “Let’s spread the news first. If there are still fools who don’t heed the warning and seek death, let them go.”

This issue is currently hard to handle, as the root lies with the Dark Moon Church behind it, unless he decides to go to war with them.

Originally, Lynch didn’t take much notice of the Dark Moon Church, but after this outing with Seren, he decided to be more cautious.

Greenwell said, “Yes.”

After leaving the council, Lynch went to the Light Cathedral.

In the Praying Temple, Alya, the Holy Daughter of Light, was kneeling before the goddess statue, devoutly performing her daily prayers.

Behind her, believers kept entering the spacious Praying Temple, sitting on benches to pray.

Although Alya was the first authority of the Light Church built by Lynch, she actually didn’t manage much within the church. Her daily life outside normal activities was spent praying.

The prayers were compiled by Lynch according to the Meditation Rules. Normal people, without a Spiritual Sea, couldn’t sediment spiritual power through meditation, but Alya, being a Transcendent, was different. The spiritual field generated after meditation was partially absorbed by the Power of Faith, while the rest sedimented into her body as her spiritual power.

Simply put, her prayers equated to meditation.

Therefore, she grew the fastest among apprentices, having advanced to the High-level Apprentice stage in less than ten years, becoming Lynch’s closest candidate to be a Wizard.

At that moment, Alya seemed to sense something. She stopped meditating and glanced at a corner of the hall.

There stood a man, enveloped in a wide cloak, his head covered by a large hood, with a few strands of silver hair floating outside.

Retracting her gaze, Alya stood up and said coldly, “Today’s prayers end here. Let the believers leave.”

The Light Knights guarding on the side immediately said, “Yes.”

Then they started to clear the hall, driving out the believers one by one.

Strangely, the Light Knights never drove away the cloaked man standing in the aisle as if he completely didn’t exist.

Moments later, only Alya and a few Light Knights remained in the hall.

“You guys leave too.”

Alya promptly sent the Knights away, leaving her alone with the cloaked man standing in the aisle.

After finishing all this, she walked over to greet, “Mentor.”

Lynch slightly nodded, a smile forming at his lips: “It seems you’ve adapted well to your current role. How do you find your life now? Satisfied?”

Talents are welcomed everywhere, and Lynch viewed Alya, the first imminent Wizard in his sphere, with special regard.

Alya nodded, her face still expressionless: “It’s okay.”

Lynch’s brow inadvertently furrowed slightly.

This Alya pleased him in every aspect but her personality… How to say? She never cried, laughed, got angry, or upset, doing whatever she’s told like a marionette without consciousness.

As a tool, this was certainly great, but Lynch had high hopes for her as she was most likely to become a Wizard, so he wasn’t satisfied with her being just a tool.

’These childhood shadows truly require a lifetime to heal…’

Lynch knew these roots were due to Tristan’s experiences, unsure whether it was psychological trauma or unknown soul experiments.

After thinking, he advised, “No need to keep a stiff face every day. Wouldn’t it be better to smile more? Come on, give it a try.”

Alya nodded, moved her muscles to gradually lift her corners of her mouth.

Lynch: “…..”

It was obviously an easy action, but for her, it seemed stiff and bizarre, like facial muscles forcibly pulled by machinery.

He shook his head, deciding to try a different approach.

After thinking, he said, “Staying in the church all day, aren’t you bored? Go out for a walk, maybe fall in love. You’re at the age where a girl’s life is most beautiful. It’s the time to go crazy for love.”

“Don’t worry too much about church affairs. At worst, Saul can choose another Holy Daughter of Light.”

According to Lynch’s rules, the Holy Daughter in office cannot fall in love or marry.

After a pause, he casually added, “I think the young Light Knight was pretty good, the one with gray-brown hair. He seems quite talented and cares about you. Why not try interacting with him?”

Alya nodded: “Okay.”

Alright,

The words were done, as was everything that should be. The rest is up to fate.

Pulling back from distant thoughts, Lynch continued with business: “Previously, you mentioned apprentices from Witch Castle privately contacted you?”

A few apprentices from Witch Castle had expressed their hope to establish contacts with Lynch to Alya here earlier.

Lynch hadn’t paid much attention then, asking Alya to deal with it. But now he slightly changed his mind, feeling it necessary to engage with Jade Land’s forces.

After pausing, he continued, “Give me the contact information they left.”

After getting the contact information, Lynch left.

Alya, as instructed by Lynch, called in the Light Knight he had mentioned.

This Light Knight was Hasrant, who once participated in guarding against the Beast Tide.

After graduating from militia, Hasrant joined the Light Church, becoming a sacred Light Knight.

Over the years, Hasrant had been diligent and hardworking, coupled with a good talent, making him the fastest growing commoner among those who received the Breathing Technique. He had advanced to the High-level Knight stage.

Considering his current potential, advancing to Great Knight was highly likely.

This Light Knight, standing before Alya, stopped at the prescribed five steps distance and humbly greeted, “Holy Daughter.”

Though he disguised well, it wasn’t hard to notice the hidden passion in his eyes.

Becoming a Light Knight was never for any sacred ideals or grand aspirations but merely to get closer to the girl before him.

Of course, he knew doing so had no meaning, yet he never cared about meaning, nor thought of gaining anything.

In his heart, standing closer to the girl, silently watching her, guarding her, was his life’s greatest joy.

For this, he trained diligently, practiced swordsmanship, all just to better protect the girl before him.

Alya nodded slightly.

Then expressionless, straightforwardly asked Hasrant: “Do you want to go to bed with me?”

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