The God's Games

Vundo arrived late and could only stand at the back.

He anxiously watched the people in front of him discuss things with Hanjun one by one, worried that he might not get his turn.

Hanjun patiently started answering each person's questions.

When he left those materials for Father Barry, he had already anticipated a scene like the one before him.

If anyone in this world understood magic the most, it was, of course, Hanjun.

After all, he was the one who created this power system and taught it to humans.

The wizard and warlock had merely developed their magic based on the teachings Hanjun gave to humans, creating their own versions for their use.

This allowed Hanjun to quickly understand the principles behind the wizard and warlock' magic.

Because of this, no question could stump him.

Even the most challenging questions could be answered in Hanjun's mind in an instant.

These might even be problems that had puzzled wizards and warlocks for hundreds of years.

The more they listened, the more they admired Hanjun.

No wonder he had become the Holy Son of the Church of Light at such a young age; his skills definitely matched the title.

And their visit to Ulon City had certainly been worth it.

The old men were full of praise, while Vundo who are waiting in the back, grew anxious and urged them, "Hurry up and ask your questions. I still need to go to the general store to buy some Chupa Chups. Lately, they're only selling them in limited quantities each day."

Of course, it wasn't just the knowledge in Hanjun's head that impressed them; the food here had also become the people from Magic Tower favorite thing.

"It would be great if these foods were sold in the Royal City of Orinthia."

"Yeah, Ulon City is still a bit remote."

"Come on, can the Royal City of Orinthia compare to Ulon City?"

The old men chatted happily among themselves, then turned around to look at Hanjun.

They saw Hanjun resting his chin on his hand, watching them.

His handsome face looked very pleasant, but they couldn't shake the feeling that he might be hiding some secret thoughts.

"Everyone, what do you think of Ulon City?"

The people from Magic Tower hesitated.

In some respects, Ulon City was definitely better than the Royal City of Orinthia, but it also had its flaws.

This is the domain of the Church of Light.

They were drawn here by the pursuit of truth and good food, and having helped Ulon City, they had already repaid their favor.

However, they couldn't stay in Ulon City forever.

Seeing their expressions, Hanjun knew what the they were thinking now.

He then said, "How about we end here for today?"

At this, Vundo and the others at the back were not pleased.

After waiting so long, how could Hanjun just stop?

Some of them protested, while others stayed silent.

Hanjun said, "What's the problem? I'm here in Ulon City every day, so whenever you're free, you can still find me."

"That's not the same," Vundo frowned and was about to speak when Geva tugged at his sleeve, silencing him.

Hanjun looked around and said, "I'm teaching you this knowledge for free, sharing it selflessly. Why can't it be according to my mood?"

While this was true, weren't they invited to Ulon City?

Most of them grumbled inwardly.

Hanjun continued, "Whether it's for you guys or anyone else, the Church of Light can selflessly share this knowledge with others. But I've heard that your working styles are quite different?"

Not just different—completely opposite.

Wizards and Warlocks are a particularly exclusive profession.

They never take apprentices, and all their knowledge comes from bits of information passed down for self-study.

In other words, they were all self-taught geniuses.

Because of this there is only a very small number of wizards and warlocks; without some talent, one can't succeed.

But this kind of behavior is not acceptable here, at the Church of Light.

After Hanjun said this, the old men understood his point.

He thought they were just old-fashioned and liked to keep things to themselves.

To be honest, they also felt a bit awkward about the situation.

For them, the knowledge they had was self-researched, so why should they share it with others?

This way of thinking had become a habit, leading them to trust only themselves and not others.

If someone else had said this, they might have argued back.

But since it was Hanjun who said it, and he had just shared his own understanding with them, they couldn't find words to argue.

Seeing their silence, Hanjun said, "I know what you're thinking. Please listen to me."

"We are facing a great enemy. I want the Church of Light to become the center of knowledge in this world, where anyone can access knowledge and learn skills. Only by working together can we successfully resist the demon race and ensure humanity's survival."

Hanjun's words indeed lifted the wizard and warlock' spirits.

They had seen the demons' actions and knew that if they didn't step up, the world could truly face destruction.

Hanjun took this opportunity to add, "Of course, I'm not forcing you to reveal everything you know. I just hope that the knowledge shared by the Church of Light can be shared with others too."

This statement reassured them and guided them on what to do.

However, Hanjun had a well-thought-out plan.

After being persistently pressured by those players, how could the wizards and warlocks continue to keep everything to themselves?

The scene was still a bit quiet when Geva, as the representative, asked first, "There's no problem with that. When will the heroes be arranged to come to us for training?"

Hanjun waved his hand, "Oh, no need to rush. You don't have to do anything. Just wait for the heroes to come to you and try not to refuse them too quickly. You can make other decisions on your own."

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