Green Monster Epic

"I'm sorry, Chieftain!!!!!"

Jenna, knowing she had made a mistake after using dozens of precious ingredients to cook a mid-tier dish, walked up to Alan with a face full of guilt and pleaded with him, her voice choked with tears: "I have failed your expectations."

"Hahaha!!"

Alan didn't blame her. This female hobgoblin almost succeeded in cooking a master-level dish on her first try, completing her breakthrough to a master-level magic chef. This was much better than when he himself had accidentally cooked a master-level dish once, and then tried to cook a second one on his own.

"You've already done very well, my child!!!"

"Do you know how many times I failed while studying cooking skills and creating master-level dishes?? The number is so high that I don't even remember myself!! You're only trying for the first time, and you managed to persevere until the end before failing. And after failing, you were still able to make good use of the leftovers and cook a mid-tier dish. That's already very rare!!"

"But you also have to learn from this failure and lay a solid foundation for the next attempt. Don't fall twice in the same place!!"

"Alright, go down and rest quickly, readjust your physical condition, and remember to tell me when you feel like you can try again."

Seeing that this originally plump and strong female hobgoblin had shrunk in size in just eight days, Alan couldn't bear to say any more and quickly dismissed her.

Supported by a few close companions, Jenna, weakened to the point where a gust of wind could blow her over, staggered into her resting tent. Before long, a slight snore came from the tent, indicating that the child was indeed exhausted.

After Alan appraised the mid-tier dish cooked from the leftovers, he turned around and gave it to the squad leader of the mage team to handle the distribution. Then, he summoned the other chefs.

"Did you all see that?? Jenna's attempt just now was only one step away from success. She's already walking ahead of you, leaving you far behind. If you don't work harder and catch up, in the future, the tribe's resources will probably only be concentrated on excellent hobgoblins like her!!"

"Don't think that I called you here this time just to be my assistants, but also to improve your cooking skills. You've already seen me cook master-level dishes so many times. If you still haven't made significant progress, then it can only prove that either you don't have the fighting spirit to improve, or you don't have the space to improve."

"When every hobgoblin in the tribe receives the tribe's protection, education, and cultivation, it also means that they will eventually bear the obligation to protect the tribe and contribute to its growth. Combat professionals take up weapons and defend the tribe's interests. These are visible contributions. You use the cooking utensils in your hands to cook dishes for the tribe's children to eat and improve their strength, or sell them to foreign races in exchange for money. These are all invisible contributions."

"But the tribe pays a huge price to support you, not just hoping that you will earn some money for the tribe, but also hoping to use your expertise and skills to help the tribe cultivate more outstanding talents and allow the tribe to continue to grow!!"

"You all know in your hearts that the higher the level of the dish, the greater the improvement for a combat professional will be. So, if you want to make outstanding contributions and leave your names in the history of our Green Field Tribe, then you must devote all your energy to what you are best at!!"

"Only the bravest, most fearless, and most persistent hobgoblins are worthy of being remembered by the descendants of the Green Field Tribe!!"

"… …"

Taking advantage of the shocking effect brought by Jenna, Alan rarely gave an impromptu speech to these hobgoblin chefs. Although the number of listeners was not large, the emotional resonance caused by the speech was still great. Under Alan's speech, which combined beating and encouragement, the fighting spirit of the hobgoblins was ignited, and their emotions were also mobilized. They all made firm vows to Alan.

It's just that Alan is not optimistic about how long they can persevere in the end and how many of them can become talents. Doing all this is just because the timing and atmosphere are right. If his speech can give these guys a little more fighting spirit and motivation, then it's actually worth it.

After the speech, Alan also began to pick up the cooking utensils again, preparing for his next cooking session. Life returned to the previous cycle.

However, when the cooking ended and he was recovering his physical functions, Alan's main consciousness was not idle. While other hobgoblins thought Alan was just in a state of deep meditation, he was actually transforming the Star Core in his sea of consciousness.

The light spots surrounding the Star Core have grown a lot. Those are the devout believers developed and cultivated by the Food God Church. A vaguely visible band of light is forming around the equator of the rotating Star Core, embellished, mysterious, and beautiful.

Casually selecting a bright spot, the light spot gradually magnified in the sea of consciousness. As Alan's consciousness was invested in it, scenes of the original owner of the light spot praying devoutly appeared in Alan's consciousness.

As Alan's authority gradually improved, his method of descending through consciousness was no longer limited to only seeing the scene when the believer was praying at that moment, but he could consult the scenes of him praying or silently reciting the name of the Food God at any time within dozens of days.

Soon, Alan understood the general situation of this Food God Holy Knight named Aiden Green Field. As a proper hobgoblin, although Aiden also had good talent in combat, when he secretly learned about the Food God's faith, he unhesitatingly gave up pursuing the path of the great chieftain berserker and instead devoted himself to the Food God Church, which he believed was closest to his idol.

His devout faith and good talent allowed him to quickly embark on the path of the Holy Knight, and with the support of his firm belief, he reached the peak of the high-level, which only a very few members of the church's clergy have currently reached.

There was no other way, who let the church's current divine magic system be incomplete? Although they had tried hard to collect many classic texts related to divine magic from various places, there were not many inheritance crystals, making it very difficult to cultivate divine magic, which naturally made it very difficult for the clergy members in the church to advance.

Only occasional blessings from the Food God would allow some members with very firm beliefs to break through the current stagnation and set foot on a higher level, obtaining new divine magic. And this hobgoblin, Aiden, actually raised his own strength to the 15th level peak without obtaining the holy grace, which shows how firm and talented this Holy Knight's faith is.

However, the only shortcoming was that although Aiden's level had advanced to the peak of High-Rank, he didn't actually master many Paladin divine spells. He could only rely on honing common warrior skills and swordsmanship to fight, completely unlike the Paladins of other churches who could self-buff and heal during battle.

Firstly, this was because the Food God Church didn't have many divine spells suitable for Paladin practice. Apart from a few common healing and buffing divine spells, the church didn't even have a single Paladin offensive divine spell or aura divine spell.

Secondly, the Kobolds' talent in meditation and practicing divine spells was not outstanding compared to their own battle talent. The difficulty in learning and mastering various divine spells through study and training was also much higher than that of many races, even far inferior to their close blood relatives—the Goblins.

However, Aiden was not discouraged at all. He still steadfastly guarded the true Food God statue in the underground temple, using pure faith and perseverance to prove his loyalty to his idol, following behind him.

"…He is a good seedling, but it's a pity!!"

What Allen regretted was that this child had gone down the wrong path. Clearly, he possessed good battle profession talent and unwavering faith. He believed that he would have a bright future in any warrior advancement profession other than Paladin, and even have the opportunity to make an impact on the road to legend, but he ultimately chose to become a Paladin.

Although Paladins themselves are not without the opportunity to embark on the road to legend, Zelong, the only legendary battle priest in the Food God Church to date, was forcibly promoted by Allen at all costs because of his ability to resonate with his soul and communicate remotely. If he only relied on Zelong's own cultivation and the incomplete divine spell system of the Food God Church, it would be impossible for him to advance to the world of legend in his lifetime.

But it was also good that his next attempt needed a suitable subject, and the Paladin in front of him was worth Allen's choice as an experimental subject in every aspect.

Having made up his mind, clusters of faith power that had been painstakingly accumulated floated out from the star core filled with mystery and ancient aura, and quickly combined with Allen's own anger and mental power wisps, and golden divine power was conceived from it.

With a clear mind and a calm sea of consciousness, Allen began to select a divine spell that seemed to be more valuable to Paladins from the gains of the divine consciousness's research over the years—Holy Armor, preparing to use it as a specific divine grace to bestow upon the devout follower in front of him.

However, just as Allen was preparing to construct the divine spell model, he hesitated, because he had two models related to Holy Armor in his hand. One was recorded from books and classics, the divine spell model constructed when clergy members cast Holy Armor, and the other was a pattern extracted from the complex, mysterious, and huge pattern of the star core, which was very similar to the divine spell model, but had significant differences.

For a moment, Allen didn't know whether to construct the divine spell model with divine power, or to depict the pattern of his own star core. However, after some deliberation in Allen's mind, he decided to first use the star core pattern closely related to himself as an experimental choice, and see the effect before making other attempts.

Anyway, they were all explorations and attempts. Even if both ultimately failed, it wouldn't matter. At most, it would just turn into an ordinary bestowal of divine grace.

Under Allen's control, divine power somewhat awkwardly transformed into a golden shield-shaped three-dimensional pattern in the sea of consciousness. During the process of depicting the pattern, Allen failed several times. It seemed that constructing this pattern itself was like mages and clergy members casting spells and divine spells. If you are not careful, inexplicable failures will occur.

When Allen finally completed the pattern, the golden illusory image that formed a complete pattern, even without Allen's consciousness control, could still float intact in the empty sea of consciousness, slowly dissipating the internal divine power.

Obviously, this pattern possessed some kind of mysterious power from the moment it was depicted. Allen's intuition vaguely told him that the next attempt would be successfully completed.

Allen spent a lot of energy and divine power in the first attempt to construct the pattern, but in fact, the divine power required to truly construct a complete pattern was not much. According to Allen's own understanding and estimation of divine power, it should be equivalent to the divine power consumed by a fifth or sixth-order divine spell.

While the divine power contained in the pattern was still abundant and the structure was still very complete, Allen continued to carefully project it into the bright light representing Aiden's consciousness projection.

Just as the golden shield-shaped pattern completely merged into the light, Aiden, who was kneeling and praying in front of the Food God statue in the underground temple of Green Lake City, suddenly burst out with a golden halo, and then a majestic and sacred force emerged from the depths of his soul, and finally merged into his soul.

The sudden change in his body not only alarmed Aiden, who was praying, but also disturbed the other three or four clergy members who were praying with him. When the golden light on Aiden's body surface slowly converged, the first thing that the slightly shocked Kobold Paladin thought of was to quickly introspect and check what changes had occurred in his body.

A careful examination soon yielded results. In the depths of his consciousness, a very familiar divine spell model floated proudly. As his consciousness came into contact with this divine spell model, a piece of information naturally fed back into his brain: Holy Armor—can be used to bless a specific target, the blessing effect is to improve the overall magic defense ability, and comes with enhanced physical impact resistance and weak self-healing ability.

The information not only contained the relevant information of Holy Armor, but also the detailed construction process of the divine spell model, which was transformed into a conditioned reflex-like physical memory of Allen's body. As Aiden opened his eyes, according to the appearance of the Holy Armor divine spell model constructed in his memory, his consciousness naturally and smoothly completed the establishment of the model, and then a breath of Holy Armor divine spell formed in the palm of his hand, and gently patted it on himself under his control.

Buzz!!

A warm current, as gentle as the rising sun, flowed through Aiden's body. He could clearly feel the strengthening of his physical strength, and an invisible divine spell aura rippled on the surface of his body.

Holy Armor is one of the few sixth-order blessing divine spells with classics in the Food God Church, and it is also a divine spell that Aiden has not mastered so far. He did not expect that he would suddenly master it inexplicably now. No, it can't be said to be inexplicable, because Aiden had already thought of the source of the changes in his body when he sensed the divine spell model appearing in the sea of consciousness. It should be the divine grace bestowed upon himself by the Lord he serves—the Food God.

"Praise my Lord!! May your glory last forever!!!"

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