It's hard to imagine that the outwardly holy and pure Swan race is so bloodthirsty and ruthless inside!

　　"It's all for the prosperity of the clan, and of the five great nobles only the Swan priests are incapable of self-preservation.

　　Despite having the honorable status of a Magus, without the powerful force that goes with it, the so-called nobility can only add to one's own humiliation!"

　　Shelia looked at Carlos' stunned eyes and couldn't help but explain.

　　"If you want to look at it that way, it doesn't seem like the Bell Bear Clan alone is enough, after all, the other nobles are so powerful."

　　Carlos said.

　　"Of course it's not just the Bell Bears, we have no force for sacrifice within the Swan Clan, but sacrifice isn't for everyone.

　　Compared to other clans where only one sacrifice can come out of thousands or tens of thousands, the ratio in the Swan Clan is very high, as high as one percent, which means that almost one sacrifice can come out of a hundred Swan Clans!"

　　"After becoming sacrifices, the swans will still keep their snow-white plumes, while those who cannot become sacrifices will have their feathers gradually darken and become black swans!

　　Black swans are graceful elves of the night, they are agile, nimble, and the plumes on their bodies become as sharp and hard as daggers, any black swan is the perfect assassin, the most headache-inducing assassin of all!"

　　"Orcs themselves have a high level of physical fitness, and with some training that caters to their strengths, it's very simple to enhance the advantages, and it's safe to say that every Orc race is a naturally good fighter, with the exception of the White Swan!"

　　As the favorite of the God of War, the White Swan doesn't have to charge into battle, just be at the back of the army, bathing the warriors in the glory of the God of War and making them stronger.

　　A powerful enough swan sacrifice can cause the orc warriors to explode several times their fighting strength!

　　Such a being is susceptible to assassination by human assassins, and while the Black Swan assassinates human wizards, he must also be careful to watch out for assassinations of White Swans by their human counterparts!

　　Turning on and against each other, both sides are stained with each other's blood in their mutual targeting of each other!"

　　"It's hard to reconcile divisions and animosities between races, I get that, but it doesn't have to be that way with fellow handlers."

　　Carlos still had a different view of his kind in his mind.

　　"Have you forgotten that we fell to the humans because of the Meath apes?

　　The Beast Race is not an ironclad, and even though everyone is able to be united under the leadership of the royal family, there will always be people who have small minds!"

　　Shelia said indignantly.

　　Carlos knows that once you've experienced hurt, it's hard to trust completely, just like something that's been broken, even if you try your best to repair and glue it back together, the cracks still can't be wiped away, and the stigma in your heart can't really go away, you can only give it to time to slowly wash it away, that's all!

　　"Ms. Hylia, the city of Bhandaria has arrived!"

　　Hoffman sensed that the crystalline beast pulling the cart had stopped, pulled back the curtain and looked, realizing that he had reached the territory of the Swan Clan, and hurriedly spoke to Shelia.

　　Hearing that the place was there, Hylia also stopped arguing with Carlos about interracial issues and hurriedly got off the bus to go through the formalities related to entering the city.

　　If other races wanted to enter the city of the Swan Clan, the checks they had to go through must be quite cumbersome, not to mention the ordinary commoner races, even if the other major nobles wanted to enter, they would have to go through layers of checks.

　　Because the Swan Clan's strategic importance was so great, the royal family had deliberately given the Swan Clan these privileges in order to protect the safety of the Swan Clan's rituals!

　　Of course, the tedium was also for outsiders, and there was certainly no way that Shelia was going to be given a hard time about going home.

　　Hylia slightly released the holy light aura of the sacrifice, those guards began to handle it with their hands and feet, and the speed was smashing, the procedures that were originally going to take a long time, they did it in less than three minutes, the efficiency of this work was unbelievably fast!

　　Shelia returned to her car and took the pass to open the road so the entire convoy could be released!

　　Carlos couldn't help but feel in the car that being born well was different!

　　The other beasts on the street look at this situation also know is a noble priest back, not only obediently open the road, but also on both sides of the road standing respectfully, lively street, because of this caravan and become silent.

　　This kind of high and mighty feeling, Carlos still wasn't quite used to it, Hylia seemed to be used to it, this was the difference between honor and inferiority.

　　The caravan drove by, and everywhere it went there was a respectful salute, quiet and solemn!

　　It was only when they had driven up to a tall building constructed entirely of white marble that Shelia's convoy came to a halt, with Shelia getting out of the car first, followed by Hoffman and Avril.

　　Carlos finally came down from the car, once he came down he was stunned, standing in front of this building a holy and elegant noble temperament came!

　　And it was very pure white, Carlos felt that the White House of the M country in his previous life, compared to the building in front of him was simply weak!

　　In the doorway stood two tall and valiant warriors of the Black Plume Swan Clan, thought to be the Black Swans that Hylia had spoken of, holding two-man-high spears in their hands!

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　　It was full of solemnity and out of place in the building's aura!

　　Hylia wanted to walk straight over, but the spears in the hands of the two Black Swan warriors immediately crossed in a forbidden manner!

　　"I am a priest!

　　How dare you be rude to me!"

　　Hylia said solemnly, while her body radiated the sacred aura unique to rituals!

　　As soon as this aura appeared, the two Black Swan warriors who were standing straight immediately knelt down on one knee, and then very respectfully opened the door for Hylia, bowing and inviting Hylia in.

　　The gate didn't open all the way, only enough to allow Shelia to pass through, and when she stepped inside it closed again, and then the two black swans resumed their upright form, not even looking at Carlos and the others as if they were completely nonexistent!

　　"Do they always have this stinky face?

　　Or is it just us?

　　! And can't we go in?"

　　Carlos did not because of the two black swans on their contempt and angry, although the taste of being looked down on is not very comfortable, but after all, this is in the people's territory, at this time can not make trouble, do not understand to ask is the good quality of Carlos, Carlos asked a soft, "This is the place where the priests are deliberating, unless you're a priest or else you can not go in, as for the attitude of the black swans! , this is something you don't need to care about at all, because that's how they look at anyone!"

　　"After it was determined that there was no potential for sacrifice, i.e., that they were destined to become black swans later on, they went through very strict and brutal training from then on.

　　They've been trained to be top killers, apathy is their main emotion, bloodlust is sort of what they look like when they're happy, and basically facepalm faces the rest of the time!"

　　"Alas, this is kind of sad for the Swan Clan."

　　Hoffman didn't forget to hurt his feelings while explaining to Carlos!

　"Wouldn't that be a machine without feelings?

　　At this rate, the Swan Clan shall not become extinct?"

　　Carlos said in surprise, such a state of affairs within the Swan Clan made Carlos feel terrible!

　　"It's not like they're all like that; there are far too many of the many Swans who don't have ritual potential, and only two or three out of ten who are qualified to be trained.

　　These are still just ordinary Swan Clan soldiers, those who can enter the Black Swan Escort Guard and be trained as killers are even more of the elite of the elite of the Swan Clan."

　　"It's only a small percentage of people who don't have feelings under such a layered sieve, can't you see that the black swans out there in the civilian neighborhoods are living pretty happily too?"

　　Hoffman said with a light chuckle, listening to Carlos' thoughts as if they were a joke.

　　"I see, I thought all the Swans were like that, it startled me!"

　　Carlos said awkwardly.

　　"I would think so if I didn't know the specifics, but if all the Swans were like this then it's probably not far from extinction!"

　　Hoffman said seriously.

　　Both Carlos and Hoffman were speaking softly, not speaking too loudly, even lower than normal speech.

　　Even so, it was still audible to others outside this quiet doorway, or at least both Avril and the two Black Swan warriors standing in the doorway should have been able to hear.

　　Avril didn't comment on Carlos and Hoffman's argument, but a flick of her long ears showed that she was listening intently, and lowered her head as she listened, probably in thought.

　　The two Black Swan warriors, on the other hand, remained motionless the entire time, forever staring ahead, standing meticulously without the slightest reaction.

　　"Ugh."

　　Carlos sighed inwardly, living like this, there was no ego left to speak of, like Hoffman said, it was really quite sad!

　　While Carlos was sighing with emotion, the door suddenly opened, and Hylia walked out wearing a light blue wide priestly robe engraved with complex patterns, and a silver-white badge on her left chest, at this time, Hylia appeared to be very noble!

　　As she came out, the two black swans in the doorway once again dropped to one knee, the other hand that wasn't holding the spear clasped to their chests, looking even more reverent than they had a moment ago!

　　"Go in for a while and come out as if you were a different person, it's really a case of the Buddha relying on his gold suit and the man relying on his clothes!"

　　Carlos could not find any other suitable description to express the thoughts of the moment, thinking about it or the past life of the proverb described the most apt, good thing Carlos just talking to himself like saying this, no one cared about it, otherwise Carlos will have to struggle to explain what the Buddha is!

　　"Has Hylia-sama's sacrifice level been raised!"

　　Hoffman said excitedly.

　　"Well, I've been elevated from a Wind Whispering Sacrifice to a Chanting Sacrifice!

　　Can perform a simple chant!"

　　Shelia said happily.

　　"So you already are able to enchant warriors?

　　It can increase the combat power by several times!"

　　Carlos wondered how far Hialeah had gotten by now.

　　"Aiya, a chanting sacrifice isn't a war sacrifice, a chanting sacrifice is just a way to uplift people's spirits and alleviate fatigue, directly increasing combat power is something only a war sacrifice can do!"

　　Hoffman hastily reminded Carlos, with a broad bear paw and a pat on Carlos' shoulder.

　　"That's pretty impressive too, I'm sure it won't take long for Hylia to become a war priest!"

　　Carlos then realized he had said the wrong thing and rushed to say it respectfully.

　　Shelia looked at Carlos's somewhat flustered appearance, and instead of blaming him, she just covered her mouth and laughed softly before saying, "It's not that simple, it's a long process of growing up as a priest, but I'm happy that you can say that!"

　　"It wasn't easy for all of us to come back safely, and I was even promoted to a chanting priest as a result of the misfortune, this must be the protection of the God of War, let's all go to the temple and pray together!"

　　Shelia offered.

　　The crowd of orcs, of course, agreed, and only Carlos silently said in his heart, "It's all thanks to my contribution that I was able to come back, what does it have to do with the God of War!"

　　Although the words say so, but Carlos also only dare to say in the heart, even if Carlos in their hearts again prestige, but with the status of the war god in the hearts of the beasts compared to orc is still too far, if Carlos dare to say out loud in the heart of the words, may inevitably have to be beaten!

　　Disrespecting the god of war was a major offense, and Carlos didn't have the backbone to challenge theology just yet, so he had to follow to that so-called temple to pray.

　　The temple wasn't far from this white building, Hylia and the others didn't even get in the car again, but walked directly on foot, probably not taking the car was also a sign of respect to the God of War's bunch.

　　The base of the temple was unusually high, as if signaling the exaltation of the God of War, and the hundreds of granite steps extending upward as if it were a celestial staircase were daunting!

　　Clearly not the first time she had been here, Shelia greeted everyone as they followed her as she picked her way up the steps and reverently ascended them, a huge, mountain-like door blocking the crowd's progress.

　　"The door's closed. How do I get in, push it open?

　　Can you push a door this big?"

　　Carlos tilted his head and looked at the heavy door, he stepped forward and pushed it, only to have it not budge.

　　"Sure is too heavy, it looks like we need to be all together!"

　　Carlos made a half-hearted effort that didn't help at all, so he turned his head and called for everyone to come together and push the door, but when he turned his head he saw the crowd looking at him like he was a fool!

　　"Why are they all looking at me like that, isn't the door made of push?

　　Is it hard to pull away?"

　　Thinking he had the wrong direction, Carlos tried to pull the door, but realized there wasn't even a doorknob to pull!

　　"The doors of the temple are not pushed or pulled, they are opened by the resonance of a holy song!"

　　Hylia couldn't look away, this was simply a great disrespect to the God of War in front of the temple!

　　Hoffman also stepped forward to pull Carlos back first, and then Shelia began to chant a hymn, some of what seemed to Carlos to be awkward and lame pronunciations making up that so-called hymn, the sound echoing in front of the door!

　　As Hylia's battle song chanting became clearer and clearer, a light flashed across Helen's body, and a strange golden glow lit up the huge gray stone door, countless characters surfacing and swimming in front of the door, making their way through in the order of Hylia's chanting!

　　Gradually forming like a chapter, the swimming of the characters ended after the end of Hylia's chanting, and the formed chapter turned into a golden fluid all of a sudden, spinning rapidly a few times before melting into the gray stone door.

　　The door gradually haunted a faint light, and then there were ripples like water slowly rippling in a circle on the door, and then the door opened by itself.

　　The thick stone door had a rumbling sound as it opened, sounding like the beating of war drums that shook the crowd!