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Slave 's 2nd life
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In the Kingdom of Asturias on the Riviera Continent, a border city named "Oreston" is particularly busy and splendid tonight. This day is the creation day of the Four Symbols, celebrating the day when the Four Heavenly Kings—the God of Happiness, the God of Justice, the God of Peace, and the God of Sincerity—created this world. The grand hall of The Sacred Church in the city center is brightly lit, and the noble leader Morgan and the priesthood are jointly hosting a grand banquet here.
At the heart of Oreston City, a magnificent castle stands. The noble leader Morgan and the priesthood are jointly hosting a grand banquet. Morgan is wearing a golden embroidered robe, which not only showcases his noble demeanor but also highlights his profound sense of superiority. He stands on a small stage in the center of the hall, wearing a smug smile as he overlooks the guests below.
The priests were draped in magnificent robes woven with purple and gold, holding staffs adorned with various gems and mysterious runes. Their eyes were filled with unsettling fervor, like cult elders, hinting at their unique religious status.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let us offer our highest respect to the Four Heavenly Kings! It is they who have bestowed upon us this beautiful world, along with countless gifts and blessings on this day!" Morgan declared forcefully, his voice brimming with confidence and arrogance.
At that moment, enthusiastic applause and cheers surged towards the stage like waves, filling the entire hall. It was then that the leader of the priestly group, an elderly priest named Asa, stepped onto the stage. He held a golden plate with four exquisitely carved small statues made of rare materials, each representing a deity.
Asa began reciting a lengthy and obscure sacred scripture, his voice gradually rising with a spell-like power. After each sentence, he lightly tapped the corresponding deity's small statue with a staff, seemingly infusing the banquet with divine energy in this manner.
"Tonight, we not only celebrate the birth of the world, but also give thanks to the Four Heavenly Kings for granting us, especially our nobility and priestly class, such great privileges and blessings!" Asa declared fervently, appearing more like a zealot than a traditional priest.
The atmosphere in the hall reached a climax, as everyone was swept up by the words of Morgan and Asa, as well as the overall atmosphere of the ceremony, completely immersed in this almost fanatical religious fervor.
In the magnificent noble castle, Morgan stood next to Asa with a satisfied smile on his face, clapping happily.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy this evening to the fullest! Let us bask in the glory of Four Symbols and feel the honor and beauty they bring!" he announced loudly.
The crowd below at this time raised their glasses one after another, their eyes shining with infinite reverence for the gods and nobles. Morgan also raised his glass, enjoying the moment of power and control to the fullest.
"Cheers to Four Symbols!" he shouted loudly, then drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.
Morgan's empty wine glass seemed to have become his own scepter, and every move he made exuded the superiority and arrogance of a noble. As he sat back on his throne, the beauties immediately flocked to him, some elegantly climbing onto his lap, others gently massaging his shoulders and arms, their eyes filled with irresistible charm.
"Come, let's raise a toast to the gods!" Morgan exclaimed loudly.
AsaThe priest immediately picked up a golden cup from the side, which was filled with champagne bubbling with bubbles. After drinking it all in one gulp, he flicked his magic fingertips, and the champagne cup was instantly refilled.
The beautiful women also did not want to be outdone. They raised their glasses with smiles on their faces, sipping on the exclusive fine wine for nobles, all showing an intoxicated expression.
"Look, Asa, this is everything that power and authority bring to us," Morgan waved his hand, and a beam of light illuminated a huge crystal chandelier, lighting up the entire banquet hall.
Asa played with a magic ball, making it change into various strange shapes and colors. Sparks and dots of light flew out of the ball from time to time, landing in the hands of the beautiful women and then turning into small pieces of jewelry or bouquets. He responded with a smile, "Yes, Morgan, this is our world, a paradise that belongs only to us. Four Symbols are silently watching us, appreciating our greatness."
Morgan took out a gold-inlaid gemstone pipe, took a deep puff, and then exhaled a blue smoke. The smoke condensed into the image of a goddess in the air, smiling and nodding at them.
"That's exactly why we should enjoy ourselves without worries, leaving those lower-class people to envy us," Morgan said, picking up a golden plate with various colorful pastries decorated with gold and silver foil.
"Those lower-class people, especially those detestable slave, can only pray for the next life!" Asa said, as he suddenly made a complex religious gesture, seemingly blessing the lower-class people, but his voice was full of sarcasm and disdain.
Morgan laughed heartily, his hand sliding over the shoulder of the beautiful woman next to him, even caressing her neck, causing the woman to involuntarily lean towards him. He raised his glass again, the liquid inside shining like liquid gold.
"Respect to those trash slave!" Morgan declared loudly, clinking glasses with Asa before taking a big sip of the wine in the glass.
Seeing this scene, the nobles in the banquet hall all applauded, as if this was a height they could never reach, only able to feel that sense of superiority and invincibility on such occasions.
Asa and Morgan exchanged a smile, as if the whole world was under their control. They were immersed in this extremely selfish and decadent revelry, completely forgetting about the suffering world outside.
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