Chapter 122 Aging

“I feel like I’ve gotten myself into trouble.”

Fary lay on his pile of treasures. The servant was also part of his property. Although instinctive impulses could not affect Fary, he still felt unhappy at the thought of losing his servant.

"By the way, how do you know this?"

Savrina had been sleeping in the nest these past few days, or digging deep inside the nest, and would occasionally hunt in the surrounding areas during the rest of the time.

But she certainly hadn't run to a place where elves were.

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network."

Safrina made some space for Farui, and most of the treasures had been put into the treasure room she dug out. The size of this "bed" made of treasures was just enough.

"I have a lot of friends on the mainland, and from time to time I get some gossip, and it happens that a few of them often deal with elves."

Savrina has helped many humans over the years, some of whom have become middle and high-level personnel in various kingdoms. Even if they only think of Savrina occasionally and give her some non-confidential information, it is enough for Savrina to roughly understand what has happened on the continent recently.

"I'll go check out the situation over there."

"Just let your goblins keep an eye on it; they're better suited to handling these issues."

Since Fari woke up from his deep sleep, he could hardly hear the prayers of ordinary believers, and could only occasionally hear the prayers of Kralele. He could only try to convey some vague messages to the goblins when Kralele prayed.

Yet he had not received prayers from Kralele for some time now.

"I'll go there myself."

Fari suddenly found that he lacked a way to contact the goblins, and now he had to find the goblins himself.

Savrina climbed up from the pile of treasure.

"Let me go. This kind of thing is not suitable for you to do now."

As the master of a tribe and an object of faith, Farui was no longer suitable to convey these trivial matters to the goblins.

Distance and mystery are the best ways to maintain faith. It is difficult for anyone to believe in other people around them, no matter how powerful they are.

"You going?"

Farui didn't know when Safrina became so familiar with the goblins.

"In the goblin legends, I am your deputy and messenger. They sometimes mention my name when they pray."

This is why Savrina ended her contract with the Sun God Cult so simply. Compared to working for the Sun God Cult and occupying a small position in their scriptures, it is much more efficient to follow Fary and become the second person in the goblin legend.

"This rumor is getting more and more outrageous."

But no matter how outrageous the rumors were, the faith of those goblins still continued to flow to Fary. As Fary's level increased, he was able to accommodate and mobilize more power of faith.

The atmosphere in the goblin city-state is now quite serious.

Work is still going on as usual, caravans are leaving the city, and ogres are building a new district outside the city under the orders of goblin overseers.

"Hurry up. If you can finish the work this afternoon, you can have meat for dinner."

The goblin overseer seemed to be in a hurry, as if he wanted to finish today's work as soon as possible. To this end, he did not hesitate to spend a little more money and use extra meals to motivate his ogres.

The goblins in the caravan who were about to set off had solemn expressions on their faces, and they would look back at the center of the city from time to time.

In the center of the city is the headquarters of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce.

The Chamber of Commerce is the owner of this city-state, and most of the creatures living in this city-state are members of the Chamber of Commerce. The few non-members of the Chamber of Commerce are also liaison personnel left by other forces.

Now, a lot of goblins have gathered in the center of the city, and more "people" who have just finished work are rushing here.

The Chamber of Commerce's guards were maintaining order, and several Chamber of Commerce officials were hurriedly walking into the gate of the luxurious Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

"What's the situation?" Several officials came over and asked. Their faces were not looking good.

"The situation is still not good. The priests of the God of Life have alleviated his condition. But they don't have many solutions, and the time they can delay with divine magic is limited."

"Tell them that money is not a problem. We have just sent out a new pilgrim group, and it will have to be postponed until then. Tell the priests that money is not a problem. We can adjust the budget for this year."

The officials at the Chamber of Commerce headquarters were obviously a little panicked.

"We will convey that."

The two groups of officials completed their exchange and prepared to return to their respective posts.

"By the way, how much can be disclosed to those middle and lower-level employees outside?"

The officer at headquarters asked, while the goblins outside were still waiting for their announcement.

"Lord Kralele is still alive and is being rescued."

Soon, the goblins surrounding the Chamber of Commerce headquarters got the information they wanted.

"Lord Kralele is in good condition now. The experts that the Chamber of Commerce has spent a lot of money to hire are treating him step by step. The situation is under control..."

An official of the Chamber of Commerce read the notice in his hand in front of the Chamber of Commerce gate. The content of the notice made the goblins who had gathered there feel relieved. Kalalai was the biggest bond between them and their master, the only true believer who could call upon the master's power and cast divine spells. As long as he could cast divine spells, it meant that the master was still protecting them.

At least in this announcement, the situation is still optimistic.

But in reality, the situation is slightly different from what was announced.

"Is there really no way?"

An official from the Chamber of Commerce was talking to the priest in front of him. This official from the Chamber of Commerce was not a goblin, but a human.

"The loss of life due to aging is a natural law. Even legendary magic cannot reverse this law."

The priest looked at the foreign affairs minister of the Chamber of Commerce in front of him and shook his head.

In other cases, they would have given up on treatment.

In their teachings, normal aging and death are also an integral part of the life cycle, and forcibly prolonging life that should have died of old age is not in line with their teachings.

But what the goblins gave was really too much. That huge sum of money could allow many lives that should not have died to continue.

"All organs have reached critical points. Now they are only being maintained with the power of divine arts, but they can only maintain basic operations. As soon as the power of divine arts stops..."

The priest said nothing more, but everyone knew what the outcome would be.

"How long can this last?"

A weak voice came from the side.

Clalele struggled, and with the help of the goblin beside her, she leaned against the back of the bed.

"Optimistically, it can last another five days."

Everyone frowned. The pilgrim team that had just been sent out probably wouldn't arrive in five days.

"Get ready. I need to pray to the master."

The priests looked at each other.

"Your body is maintained entirely by the magic of the God of Life, and you pray to other beings..."

"The different divine powers will repel each other, rendering the magic ineffective. Then, this body that was already dying a month ago will die within a few minutes."

(End of this chapter)