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Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

Overlord_Venus · Fantasy
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Capturing Eldna

"Our God blesses us a bountiful harvest for this year too, thanks to our devoted believers." A priest of the God of Rain announced atop a large dais, staring at the crowd of few thousand.

 

Most of the people from the town had gathered at the plaza to hear the annual sermons of the God of Rain. This was the time period when the crops needed bountiful rain to grow and hence, this was the season when the God of Rain received the most potent of worship.

 

The needs of both sides resulted in a series of festivals centred around this time. The start of it was the mass sermons.

 

Hidden amidst the crowd was Eldna, using her hair as a straw to suck in the faith being generated by the believers. But every few seconds, she had to retract the hair and act normal, vexing her, 'Why are there so many priests around?'