Chapter 728: Section 503: Many Stories from a Small Town (Part 2)_2
If he thought there might be something between him and her, it would be something for the third layer.
If he thought about having a sister-brother relationship with her and they had the same mother but different fathers, that would probably start costing people their lives.
Oh, why do I have to be so miserable? I had long left the Quaser family, but today a messenger came with a letter from my idiotic brother, saying something like, "For the sake of our brotherhood, give your big brother a hand."
...I’m already nice not to have shoveled a pile of dirt over you!
With that thought in mind, Aemet Serk jumped off the circular intercity passenger train that had just been laid in Sydney Union in the past two years.
He arrived at the train station in Carterburg, considered an edge of the suburbs, got off the platform, entered through the city gates, and met with a member of the Church of Justice responsible for security, who checked his identity—Carterburg had really become a mix of good and bad lately, and to prevent followers of Chaos from blatantly slipping in, there were checkpoints set up by different churches at several city gates. Getting inside the city wasn’t a problem, just walk through the Array for detection, and if nothing’s wrong, you’re in; and if there’s a problem, the stake outside the city gates was always ready.
Aemet Serk, of course, had no issues and passed the detection, took his luggage from the grinning Assistant Priest of the Church of Justice, and Aemet Serk initiated a conversation, "By the way, I heard old Gaiate has also become Legendary?"
"Yes, just the day before yesterday, witnessed by our Lord, the Gaiates with three Legendaries in one family, really impressive." Mentioning this, the Assistant Priest showed a certain amount of respect and perfectly appropriate envy.
"Yeah, really envious, how come I can’t just walk out the door and pick up a couple of Legendaries." Aemet Serk also perfectly portrayed his jealousy, and successfully elicited unanimous agreement from the fellow church members.
Honestly, it was undoubted that old Gaiate’s two children were picked up, and precisely because of that, this sort of public envy and jealousy wasn’t very rude. As someone acquainted with old Gaiate and also a member of the Goddess of Harvest church, Aemet Serk’s remark was more an expression of envy—as he was also a bachelor.
"Mr. Aemet Serk, I suggest you could look in other cities. Recently, Carterburg hasn’t seen wandering refugee orphans for quite a while, those kids when they arrive are immediately rounded up and handed over to Lord Colin."