The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

“It’s just an invitation.”

"Oh, I refuse."

Tierre rejected Penos very straightforwardly.

"Hey? Why?"

When Penos heard Tierre's refusal, she finally showed a look of surprise.

She couldn't understand why Tiyer would refuse.

It is impossible for the Church of Wind to harm those favored by God. Even if the other party does not believe in the God of Wind, the Church of Wind can only give the other party an honorary position and then do whatever it wants.

"what why?"

Tiyer asked back.

"Why refuse?"

Penos asked subconsciously.

"I am just a lucky guy who was favored by the God of Wind by chance."

Tiyer waved his hand.

"If I become a high-ranking official in the Wind Church, it would be a blasphemy against the faith of the Wind God."

In the Enderol continent, those who can become a high-ranking member of the church may not be the strongest, but their faith must be the most devout. And this faith is not fanaticism and longing, but understanding and support.

This is true for all eight major churches. Their top leaders can understand why the gods act this way and will fully support the gods of their own faith.

"But..."

Penos bit her lip.

She was not very good at persuading others, so she couldn't think of anything good to say for a while.

"She just doesn't want trouble."

Olivia rested her chin on one hand with a pleasant smile on her face.

"Don't tear down my stage."

Tiyer waved his hand, signaling Olivia not to interrupt.

She turned to Penos and continued.

"Although this is indeed part of the reason, it is not the key point."

Tiyer looked Penos over carefully.

"You are the genius of the Church of Wind, right?"

"I'm."

Penos nodded.

Although she wanted to be humble, it seemed unnecessary in front of the one favored by God.

"Since you are a genius of the Wind Church, you must know a lot of the Wind Church's secrets, right?"

Tiyer continued to ask.

"It's not really a secret, it's just something that few people talk about."

Penos was a little confused and didn't know why Tierre asked these questions.

"Let me ask you, God of Wind, when you were still a mortal, what was your occupation?"

"The bard."

Penos was startled by Tiyer's words and answered her question subconsciously.

She hadn't expected Tiyer to know this.

"Guess what my occupation is?"

Tiyer asked with a grin.

"A bard...?"

Penos noticed Tierre's attire and answered hesitantly.

"That's right."

Tiyer clapped softly.

"Then let me ask you another question."

“Do you have someone you admire?”

"My teacher. She is knowledgeable and gentle, and I adore her."

Penos couldn't help but have a bit of longing in his voice when he said this.

"Have you ever thought about being like her?"

Tiyer inquired.

"...Yes, I really want to be someone like the teacher."

Penos hesitated for two seconds, but still answered Tierre's question.

She had an inexplicable premonition in her heart.

"Have you ever thought about surpassing her?"

Tiyer asked meaningfully.

"Surpass the teacher?"

Penos blinked.

"I don't know, can I really surpass the teacher? I can't even compare to one-tenth of the teacher right now."

Penos didn't know how to answer this question.

"If your initial belief came from salvation and power, then when you know the truth, you will worship and admire them. Worship their achievements and aspire to become like them."

Tierre narrated slowly, as if reciting a poem.

"When you have this thought, you will not be able to surpass them. And as time goes by, this thought will only become stronger, and eventually you will completely lose the desire to surpass them."

"You mean surpassing the gods? That's impossible."

Penos said these words subconsciously after listening to Tierre's narration.

"Hey?"

Then she reacted.

"Why isn't it possible?"

Tiyer asked.

"Because that is the greatest existence in Endrol."

Penos said it so matter-of-factly.

"Peynos, huh?"

Tiyer smiled.

"If everyone thought like you, there wouldn't be eight churches in Enderol."

"what!"

Penos' mouth dropped open.

Yes, if after the first generation of heroes appeared, everyone who came after them thought that they could not surpass him, then how could the eight major churches come into being?

If defeating the Demon King is a miracle, then the brave men who have allowed the civilization on the continent of Endrol to continue from generation to generation are the embodiment of miracles.

But they were just mortals in the beginning. Since they could create such miracles, why couldn't later generations do the same?

"It seems you understand."

Tiyer said as he poured himself another jug of wine.

"That's the God of Wind, the only legendary bard. Ninety-nine percent of the bards in the Bards Guild hope to become legendary bards, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of fame. Because they all worship and admire the God of Wind and are His devout believers."

"But unfortunately, the child and I were not among them."

Tierre pointed at himself and Xilu who was concentrating on writing something beside him.

"Although it may sound wishful thinking, I once aspired to surpass the legend and become the best bard. Of course, I will leave this wish to this child now."

Tiyer drank the wine in one gulp.

"Huh~ So you understand, it's impossible for me to believe in the God of Wind, even though I have no intention of realizing that dream now."

"I understand."

Penos nodded in a daze.

She truly received the other party's belief.

She just didn't quite understand.

"Oh, right. I'm just explaining this to you. Don't take my words to heart. After all, I am me and you are you. Our choices are fundamentally different. You just need to continue on your own path. No one says you have to surpass anyone. Just be yourself."

Tiyer patted Penos's shoulder and fell asleep.

"..."

Penos looked at the drunk Tierre, thinking deeply.

Chapter 388: Old Rules, Get Lost First

"Xilu, move this guy upstairs for me."

Olivia, with a look of disgust, ordered Xilu to move the drunk Tierre to the room on the second floor.

"Don't pay attention to what this girl says. She's just making excuses. Just go back and tell the truth."

"No, Master Tiel's words have given me great inspiration."

Penos' eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Little girl, I tell you not to cause any trouble, or your teacher will chase Tiyer all over the street."

When Olivia saw Penos's expression, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

"The teacher would never do that. The teacher is very gentle. She would just give a gentle lecture at most."

Olivia's expression twisted a little when she heard Penos describe her teacher like this.

It's not like she doesn't know that guy.

Maybe that guy can pretend to be a gentle teacher in front of Penos, but as someone who has fought with him for decades, doesn’t she know who this guy is?

That was not just a bad temper or a grumpiness; she preferred to greet others with her fists and sword rather than her mouth.

Back then on the battlefield, her berserker-like demeanor even frightened the orc berserkers. Many orcs worshipped her so much that they even followed her to join the Church of the Wind.

Looking at Penos' pouting expression, Olivia resisted the urge to expose her.

She didn't want to be hunted by that guy.

After all, he was a terrifying avenger who could hunt down a family for two hundred and sixty years for revenge, and would only stop after killing the last direct descendant of the family.

Of course, Olivia could understand why he did this. If it were her, she wouldn't be any better. After the guy's revenge, his temper became even more violent. He was like a saint in the world.

"Yes, you are right. But I advise you not to think about what Tiel said. After all, bards are all very good at sweet talk."

Olivia gave Penos a perfunctory response, but then she saw Xilu, who just came downstairs, looking at her with a resentful look on her face.

She pretended not to notice and continued talking to Penos.

"If there are any questions or if anyone wants Tiyer to come over after you get back, just tell me my name."

"I understand, Lady Olivia."

Penos nodded, thought about something, and turned away from Dragon's Breath.

"Wait a minute, could it be that Tiyer did this on purpose?"