After Maxing Out All Job Classes - Chapter 27

Chapter 27 The Nun from the Church of Light

Robb said: “Ah, hello! It’s an honor to meet

you.”

If others were polite, Robb was polite too.

Baron Palses said in all seriousness, “We received a letter from you saying that there are necromancers here stealing skeletons in a vain attempt to form an army of the undead and carry out some insane grand conspiracy. The Grand Duke takes it very seriously,”

At this point, Robb felt embarrassed. A few days ago, he had thrown the blame on the mayor for being lazy. He had deliberately portrayed the situation as serious and told the mayor not to come after him. He had not expected the matter to blow up so much that the Grand Duke of the Empire had been alerted. Had he gone a little too far?

If it was really just a thief mage stealing a few skeletons and doing something petty, the Grand Duke would definitely cry from the grievance after he mobilized everyone to investigate.

‘I won’t coax you with sweets if you cry.’

He was still thinking about that when Baron Palses bowed solemnly, one hand on his chest, and his upper body bowed ninety degrees forward. Because he was wearing heavy armor, it wasn’t an easy bow, and his armor scraped and rattled.

He said seriously, “Thank you for providing such important information. After receiving your report, the Grand Duke sent scouts to several nearby villages to investigate. To his surprise, he found that most of the towns near the Black Pine Mountains had bones stolen. Some towns only had a few bones stolen, while others had as many as a hundred. All towns without priests had serious thefts. Counting all the stolen bones, there are more than seven hundred.”

He paused to let Robb digest what he had just heard before continuing. “Before you reported this, no one took it seriously. The mayors of several towns even thought the bones had been turned over by wild animals. They never thought to pursue it, so they didn’t report it. It was your announcement that made the Grand Duke send scouts to finally investigate this matter.”

Robb could not help but be slightly taken aback by this. He thought: What the hell, is there really something bigger at play here? Am I being blessed with a golden tongue? Words really have power.

Baron Palses’s face was grim. “Obviously, you’re right to be worried. There’s an evil necromancer building an army of the undead. I’m afraid the size of the army is already quite frightening. If left unchecked, God only knows how it’s going to develop. And this year is the year of the Flying Black Dragon. All the main body of the Royal Knights are guarding Saint’s City, worried that the Black Dragons might attack at any moment. We don’t dare let our guard down for a moment. The main body of the White Lion Knights is also guarding the Path of Light. If the Black Dragon appears, and we have to fight them to the death, the main army won’t even dare to run around now. It’ll give the thieves a chance to move around. The necromancer must have seen that and used the opportunity to assemble an army. He’s planning something

big.”

Robb cursed inwardly. Crap crap crap! I smell trouble coming my way.

The baron said, “The main army can’t move around aimlessly right now. The Grand Duke says we have to find the necromancer’s exact lair and determine his movements before we can mobilize the Knights and crush this quickly. Then we’ll quickly pull back to the Path of Light and continue to guard the city against the Black Dragon. So… I’ll have to lead a small team to investigate. I’m determined to find clues about the necromancer first and determine the direction for the main army to strike.”

Robb said: “Oh, I see. That must have been hard work.”

He wanted to change the subject quickly. Wouldn’t it be annoying if the Baron asked him to join the team and help track down the necromancer?

Although he could refuse and even kick these people away if he was unhappy, doing so was undoubtedly an act that ruined his plan for a lazy life.

If he refused an order from the Covenant or kicked the group in front of him, his identity as a fake priest would definitely be exposed.

The armies of the Grand Kingdom and the Holy Church would attack like a tide, while he would have to repel them wave after wave. Wasn’t this a Tower Defense mission, then?

He’s already tired of playing Tower Defense!

Try not to cause trouble for yourself if you can. Hurry up and change the topic…

Robb turned to the nun standing next to him. Now that he was standing closer, he could see her more clearly. She was tall and curvy, and even the nun’s tube dress could not hide her lithe figure. Coupled with her ice, cool features and expression, she was pleasing to the eye. He said, “Who is this nun?”

The baron, successfully sidetracked, hurried over to make the introductions. “This is the nun from the Chapel of the Holy Light at the Path of the Light, Ishgamel! Because this incident involves tracking down a necromancer, and holy magic is the bane of necromancers, the Grand Duke asked the Holy Church for assistance. The Covenant sent this nun to assist us in our investigation.”

‘Wow!’ Robb was delighted. ‘So you already have a nun to assist you. Then you won’t drag me into the group. Safe, safe, haha. This time it’s safe.’

But a new question followed. If the nun was from the Church of Light, would she immediately see that he was a fake priest? Test the waters first.

Robb smiled at Ishmael. “It’s good to see you, Sister.”

Ishgamel, however, was expressionless. Her face was high and cold, and there was no emotion in her voice. “Hello,” she replied stiffly. “Father.”

Robb was secretly pleased. ‘Very well, call me Father. It seems she doesn’t know I’m a false priest.’

Come to think of it, that made sense. In the Middle Ages, information and transportation were extremely underdeveloped. The Chapel of the Holy Light, where the nun was, was only a small division under the jurisdiction of the Holy Church. How could she know if all the priests in all the churches on the continent were real?

Not to mention her, even if the pope came, he might not be able to figure out if he was real or not. Unless the pope has a list of every priest in every church on the continent and gone through them before coming here, from Mary to Sunny, but my name never came up…

Ishgamel said coldly, “Father, we are here to find the necromancer as quickly as possible. Please show us the cemetery quickly. There may still be clues left behind by the necromancer.”

“Oh! Well, come along then.”

Robb thought to himself: As long as you don’t ask me for help, you can do whatever you want.

He led the way to the church, followed by the baron and the nun, and then a large group of soldiers. The mayor and the wealthy men of the town had been driven away and wouldn’t let them follow at all.

Lillian had cleaned the church by now, even sweeping the grounds of the courtyard. She was a little frightened to see so many people, and the army. She hid behind a tree, revealing only half her face.

Robb was worried that the “noble man” beside him would be fierce with her. If that happened, he would have to fight with the “noble man” to protect her. That would cause trouble for no reason, so he waved at her. Lillian understood and retreated to the servants’ quarters and did not come out.