Chapter 2584: Chapter 2582 Reward

“Brother, I really miss my sister. Grandpa used to braid her hair every day, and I would go fishing with her. But then bad people killed her. Grandpa said the village chief would make me another sister, but I don’t want anyone else. I only want my original sister.”

Maxwell suddenly started to sob softly.

“Grandpa always cries secretly because the people he saved killed my sister. He thought I was asleep, but I wasn’t. Brother, do you think my sister will ever come back? I really miss her. I used to bully her and pinch her cheeks, and I wouldn’t let her play with my wooden horse. If she comes back, I’ll give her all my toys.”

“Sister will come back one day, and brother will protect you both, not letting anyone hurt you. Brother promises with all his strength not to let anyone bully you.”

Ethan Smith felt a bit bitter inside and hugged the softly sobbing little boy.

He had previously doubted if these were emotionless derivatives of the Holy Kingdom, but now, seeing the little boy, he had completely overturned that thought.

The living beings here are also real people. They have their own emotions, just like themselves.

It’s only that one is an outsider, and the other is a native.

At this moment, the village chief in the room looked at Ethan Smith and smiled somewhat inexplicably.

“Sorry, little Maxwell hasn’t gotten used to it, especially since the soul of the Lord of the Holy Kingdom perished. The village chief has told us that this land will never be as peaceful as before.”

The old man, grandly unknown, appeared and took the sleeping little Maxwell.

“Can’t you resist? Even if these people kill your family, you can’t fight back?”

Ethan Smith frowned and said, somewhat unable to understand.

Whether it’s Dark Heart, Demon Flame, Ghost Light of the Demon clan, or Asher Evans afterward.

These people treat villagers as a means to strengthen their Divine Soul Power, yet facing them, these villagers can’t resist. It’s not fair.

“The village chief said it’s our destiny…”

The old man’s voice was low, seemingly unwilling to continue the conversation with Ethan Smith.

“Little brother, you’ve saved our villagers again this time. Go find the village chief; he should thank you properly.”

Ethan Smith slightly furrowed his brow, wondering if protecting the villagers and contributing to this region would earn the village chief’s gratitude.

The more he thought, the more likely it seemed. That time he saved grandly and Maxwell and went back to hear a lecture.

That lecture boosted his Divine Soul Power even more than the power of killing Dark Heart.

Ethan Smith’s heart thumped wildly, and he hastily knocked on the door of the village chief’s house.

“Village chief!”

Ethan Smith burst into the room, only to see the village chief hurriedly pulling up his pants.

Beside him were several huge banana leaves with some inexplicable liquid on them.

“Cough, cough, cough, it’s you again, great outsider. Thank you once more for protecting our villagers.”

The village chief stretched out his hand solemnly to shake hands with Ethan Smith.

“Village chief, let’s skip the handshake.”

Ethan Smith looked at the inexplicably sticky liquid on the fingernail, still unable to get past it mentally.

“This time, the evil outsider killed twenty villagers again. It seems necessary to give another lecture, and you, brave outsider, can participate.”

The village chief put his hands behind his back and again assumed an indifferent high-profile demeanor.

Ethan Smith suppressed the joy in his heart; indeed, it was like this.

The village chief would pay attention only to those who contributed to the village.

And once the reward was given, the village chief would treat him as air.

It felt somewhat like the bounty rules in the Lower Realm: complete the task and receive a reward.

“Village chief, I have a question to ask. Besides the lectures, can I switch it to another question? For example, how can I maximize my power now?”

Ethan Smith tried asking. Although improving his Soul Holy Power is essential, it can be increased by killing some unawakened Beast Spirits. If he could find other ways, it would be even more important to him.

“Young man, this question isn’t simple. It requires the wisdom of a sage tempered over long years to answer. However, if I answer your question, you won’t be able to participate in my lecture.”

The village chief said mysteriously.

“Agreed.”

Ethan Smith hesitated but still confirmed.

Although the lecture is extremely important, Ethan Smith felt understanding the Holy Kingdom’s knowledge was even more crucial.

Just like when facing the Bear King and twenty Thunder-leopards this time, even if his power doubled, he might still lose against the controller behind them.

“Let me briefly explain. Here, power is divided into several types. One of the simplest is Soul Holy Power. Killing a living being here or an outsider will extract the opponent’s Holy Power, which can be used to strengthen oneself.”

“Secondly, it’s the Heart of the Holy Kingdom. Each Heart of the Holy Kingdom has a sealed skill. Finding the weak point, weaker overcoming stronger is possible at any time. Of course, the more Hearts of the Holy Kingdom you have, the more methods you have. Eighty-one Hearts can grasp the Divine Temple and become the master here, which is naturally the most critical power.”

“Thirdly, are individual innate skills, like the Dragon Clan’s Dragon’s Breath, its innate ability. The Demon Clan’s Mind Control, and your Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil.”

The village chief glanced at Ethan Smith’s forehead.

“Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil counts?”

Ethan Smith was somewhat surprised. He had also wondered why the Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil could follow him in.

“This Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil counts as Blood Inheritance. I won’t elaborate further on the rest.”

“Fourthly, it’s mastering the order here and comprehending its power.”

The village chief smiled mysteriously.

“There’s no distinction between strong and weak in these four types of power. It depends on your choice and Destiny Energy. Also, they must complement each other. Some skills of the Heart of the Holy Kingdom need to be paired with suitable physiques to be deployed.”

There was once someone in this realm who used the Power of Order to kill its owner, named Clayton Schmidt.

The village chief glanced deeply at Ethan Smith.

Ethan Smith’s body felt struck by lightning; Predecessor Schmidt had also been in this realm?

Even as an outsider, he killed the Lord of the Holy Kingdom; what terrifying power.

“Everything in the Holy Kingdom appears for a reason. Some powers even the Lord of the realm cannot grasp. Numerous gifted outsiders have emerged in this Heaven and Earth, and even the wisest in the history of Primordial Chaos may fall here. A genius who once gathered ten Hearts of the Holy Kingdom was slain by a living being without a single Saint’s Heart.”

The village chief didn’t urge him as he saw Ethan Smith fall into deep thought.

Ethan Smith felt the village chief seemed to want to give him some hints, yet he couldn’t grasp it no matter what.