Bone King: Homemade plug-in, I am the god of destiny Chapter 146

“You may rise, Elder Sister.”

Delodilou’s face was adorned with a brilliant smile as she gestured for Enri and the others to stand before curiously scrutinizing them from head to toe.

Her demeanor reminded Enri of her own younger sister, the innocent and lively Nemu.

No, no, that’s too rude. The other party is the Queen of the Dragon Kingdom, not an ordinary child.

Enri secretly reminded herself.

After a brief greeting, the Prime Minister standing beside Delodilou seemed to take over, addressing Enri and the others, “Greetings, members of the Church of Destiny. I am Herman Joralf, Prime Minister of the Dragon Kingdom. I represent His Majesty Auricrus and all the citizens of the Dragon Kingdom in welcoming your arrival.”

“Due to our nation currently being at war, we are unable to host a banquet to entertain you all. I sincerely apologize for this!”

With that, Herman bowed slightly to Enri and the others.

Enri quickly returned the bow, saying, “You are too kind, Prime Minister.”

She seems like an easy-going young lady. Is she inexperienced?

Herman saw through Enri’s subtle movements at a glance, confirming that she was not someone who had long held a high position and likely wasn’t skilled in political negotiations.

So, after a simple exchange of pleasantries, Herman directly inquired of Enri, “Lord Aemmett, Lord Quintia informed us that your church is not only powerful but also willing to assist our Dragon Kingdom in resisting the invasion of the Beastman Kingdom. Is this true?”

“Yes, Prime Minister.”

Enri nodded earnestly, saying, “My God learned of the crisis your nation is currently facing and, out of benevolence towards the human race, is willing to extend a helping hand to your nation and assist in repelling the evil beastman army.”

“Thank you for your Lord’s benevolence.”

Benevolence was, of course, just a polite formality. Herman was not so naive as to believe such a reason, but he still expressed his gratitude to Enri.

Then came one of the most crucial questions.

“So, Lord Aemmett, how much assistance does your church intend to provide to our nation?”

Upon hearing this question, Enri’s expression hesitated slightly, then she answered Herman with less than full confidence, “Prime Minister, regarding this matter, my God wishes to discuss it personally with His Majesty Auricrus.”

“Our purpose in coming here, firstly, is to extend our sincere greetings to His Majesty, and secondly, to demonstrate to everyone that our Church of Destiny possesses sufficient strength to help your nation overcome this crisis.”

“I see.” Herman nodded.

Displaying their goods before conducting a transaction, and then beginning negotiations?

He could understand such an approach; in fact, it relieved him considerably.

Because according to Quintia’s introduction of the Church of Destiny, this suddenly appearing mysterious organization possessed a terrifyingly powerful leader and numerous strong professionals, capable of providing the Dragon Kingdom with military support even stronger than that of the Theocracy.

If the other party had absolutely no demands, he would instead worry if this organization had ulterior motives and sought to harm the Dragon Kingdom.

“Lord Aemmett, how do you intend to demonstrate the strength of your church to us? If it’s a spar, our Mithril-ranked adventurer team, Crystal Tears, and the worker team, Fiery Crimson Lotus, have long admired your church and would be willing to spar with your members.”

Herman said with a smile.

This was something he had arranged beforehand.

Although the Church of Destiny had the Theocracy’s recommendation and was likely not problematic, the matter of aid concerned the safety of the Dragon Kingdom, so verifying the strength of the Church of Destiny’s members was unavoidable.

Only by understanding this could he determine whether to engage in a transaction with the Church of Destiny and how to deploy the forces sent by the Church of Destiny in the future.

Enri had no objections to this, as it was also a relatively direct way to demonstrate strength, although the Divine Lord’s instructions were not limited to just this.

“Prime Minister, please arrange a suitable venue then.”

“No problem.”

Herman readily agreed.

Subsequently, under his guidance, the group arrived at the palace’s large training ground, a spacious open area equipped with straw dummies and other training aids.

“I am Celeble Olden, leader of the Mithril-ranked adventurer team, Crystal Tears. Members of the Church of Destiny, which of you would like to offer guidance?”

At Herman’s signal, a man stepped out from among the Dragon Kingdom’s accompanying personnel and respectfully inquired of Enri and the others.

He wore a set of paladin-style armor and had an unremarkable appearance, but exuded a sunny disposition.

Facing his proactive challenge, Enri chose not to act herself or send her accompanying personnel into battle, but instead said, “Sir Olden, please wait a moment.”

After speaking, she walked to the center of the open area, amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd.

After establishing magical communication with Renas, who was far away in E-Rantel, Enri raised her magic staff, and a semi-circular dark portal rapidly unfolded beside her.

Thump-thump-thump!

A hundred-strong, orderly army slowly marched out of the portal, occupying more than half of the training ground.

Herman and the others had seen armies before, even legion formations consisting of tens of thousands of soldiers, but the sight of this hundred-strong army left them stunned.

All one hundred individuals were fully equipped, and they exuded extremely strong magical fluctuations, clearly not low-grade items.

But what was most astonishing was the metal tag hanging around their necks. Every adventurer would recognize it—it was the item representing an adventurer’s rank.

“Mithril-ranked adventurers!? You’re kidding me!”

The members of the Crystal Tears team subconsciously murmured.

They themselves were Mithril-ranked adventurers, so even if people of the same rank appeared, they wouldn’t be too surprised.

However, the scene before them was truly too shocking.

Among the one hundred individuals, more than half wore Mithril-ranked adventurer tags, and the tags of the others indicated that their ranks were either Orichalcum or Adamantite.

It was important to note that including kingdoms, empires, the Dragon Kingdom, the Holy Kingdom, the Council State, and other nations, the total number of Mithril-ranked adventurer teams combined did not exceed 10. Where did these Mithril-ranked adventurers come from?

Could they be fakes?

In that instant, Cereble and the others all had this absurd thought, but they also knew it was impossible.

The Adventurer’s Guild’s vetting of adventurer identities was very strict. If anyone was found impersonating, the Guild’s assassin squad would hunt them down to the ends of the earth.

Those without strength dared not impersonate, and those with strength had no need to impersonate. Therefore, it was highly likely that all these individuals were genuine Mithril-ranked adventurers.