Chapter 792 – Fighting Spirit
Fighting Spirit
"The accurate usage of formalities and the mastery of titles and honorifics at different levels is a complicated subject," Anthony wiped the small blackboard behind him, "Before we begin the course, I would like to introduce a respected deity to you."
Anthony fished out a badge from his chest pocket. On it was a sacred logo in the shape of a book which had a dim luster.
"Can you recognise this?" Anthony asked softly.
"I recognise it! This is the emblem of the almighty God of Knowledge, Oguma!" Leylin nodded earnestly.
The smile on Anthony’s face spread even wider, "That’s right! All of us scholars believe strongly in the almighty God of Knowledge, Oguma, who is also the origin of all knowledge."
He shot a profound glance at Leylin, "It is also the religion that the Faulen family believes in. Do you pray frequently?"
"I’ve seen my parents do it!" Leylin replied. After all, you couldn’t expect much of a child.
"Very well. Now, follow my actions." Anthony’s expression grew sincere, pure, and holy, "Almighty God of Knowledge, you are the origin of all knowledge, the controller of truth…"
Leylin was secretly rolling his eyes vigorously, but he could only follow Anthony and pray, "Your glory will be scattered upon the entire world, driving out barbarism and ignorance, and bringing about the golden age of civilisation…"
A young voice continuously reverberated in the small drawing room. Jonas and Sarah, who were hiding outside the door, had smiles plastered on their faces.
‘So apart from giving me language lessons, this teacher is also here to give me lessons on the divine…’ Leylin was secretly gloomy, but didn’t express the slightest bit of impatience on his face. Instead, he was conscientious and focused, at which Anthony couldn’t help but nod approvingly to himself.
In actual fact, Leylin knew that there was totally no way for him to avoid this. After all, the influence that the deities had on this world was honestly too deep. If he wanted to continue living under his false identity, he had to transform into a believer.
A person without faith in the World of Gods would be considered a freak, and would have absolutely no room for survival.
Fortunately, the deities only had great influence on and branded the souls of their own devout followers and fanatics. They didn’t pay much attention to the general believers who had only been slightly influenced by the glory of the gods.
What was even more ingenious was that unless one assumed the position of a priest, it was practically impossible to tell the extent of faith that one had. Anyway, all he had to do was just pray at fixed times and occasionally make donations at the church. Leylin felt that he could totally act out such superficial deeds very well.
Based on what Leylin knew, the God of Knowledge, Oguma was a deity that many noble families and scholars believed in. It could be said that he was rather someone all cultured people believed in.
Of these two specific types of people, one set cared only for their interest while the other laid special emphasis on practical laws. They definitely weren’t as religious as they claimed to be. Leylin wouldn’t stand out if he mixed with them, thus this deity could be said to be the best option.
‘There’s only one other option in the Faulen family’s territory… The God of Sufferance Erma…’ Leylin shuddered.
Erma was a deity brimming with devotion and sacrificial spirit. Most of her teachings advised her believers to exercise patience and compliance, making her a deity that many rulers liked to introduce into their territory.
Naturally, the same applied with Baron Jonas. These two churches were the only ones currently in his fief, resulting in a scenario where the upper class prayed to the God of Knowledge and the farmers and sailors prayed to Erma.
Although the Baron also wished to introduce the church of the Goddess of Wealth Waukin into his territory, he hadn’t been successful.