"What beautiful weather."
Kael lay comfortably in a rocking chair, sipping a freshly made fruit smoothie, and enjoying a rare moment of tranquility. He was currently on the edge of a forest, about two kilometers from Destiny Holy City.
Now, near the cursed land of death, Katz Plains, a man-made primeval forest had grown.
This led to the rapid development of Destiny Holy City.
Most of the buildings within the city had been completed, and the number of people who had migrated from the Dragon Kingdom to the Holy City had reached two hundred thousand. All of these were people Kael had taken under his protection. Of course, these two hundred thousand people were not all combat personnel; in fact, over ninety percent were production-oriented professions.
Thanks to their efforts, the area within a ten-kilometer radius around the Holy City had been completely transformed. The nearest three kilometers to the city were fertile fields for growing various grains and vegetables, while the outermost seven kilometers was a sustainable man-made forest. This forest not only grew excellent tree species for building materials and rare herbs for various magical potions but also bred New World magical beasts modified with the bloodlines of monsters from Yggdrasil.
It was believed that in the near future, this Forest of Destiny would yield abundant resources, supplying magic scrolls and potions, and also providing excellent magical beast pets for combat personnel in the magical beast summoning system.
"Jones, fruit."
Kael spat out the straw he was holding in his mouth and turned his head to the other side.
The maid holding the drink cup quickly moved it away, while the maid on the other side picked a fresh, juicy grape from a nearby fruit plate, peeled it carefully, and gently placed it into his mouth.
Not only was the ordinary population of the city flourishing, but with the support of the Dragon Kingdom's massive population base, the team of God's attendants responsible for serving Kael had also grown rapidly. Draudillon had meticulously selected three hundred young and beautiful women to form the current Holy Temple Maid Corps. They were in charge of the Temple's daily cleaning, Kael's diet and daily life, and accompanying him on excursions. Their professional abilities in their respective fields were truly outstanding.
Such a life is truly corrupt!
Spitting a grape pit into the seed plate being offered, Kael subtly glanced at the blonde maid who was leaning close, feeling his vision and sense of smell simultaneously undergo a dangerous test. This was because the black maid uniform's bust was fully supported, swaying with the maid's movements, creating small but noticeable undulations, while the scent of fresh roses accompanied the wind to his nostrils.
It had to be said that, as one of his friends, Draudillon knew his preferences very well; all three hundred Holy Temple maids were the type that fit his XP.
It's truly annoying.
Kael inwardly pretended to detest Draudillon while enjoying the meticulous service of the girls.
At this moment, another attendant maid stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "God, High Priest Raymond of the Slane Theocracy and the Black Scripture Squad would like to meet with you. Would you like to receive them?"
"People from the Theocracy?"
Kael was somewhat puzzled.
Over the past month, apart from the little chaos he had arranged in the Re-Estize Kingdom, the other human nations had been quiet, with no strange phenomena occurring. What could the people from the Theocracy want with showing up now?
After three seconds of thought, Kael, unable to come up with a reason, stopped thinking and nonchalantly replied to the messenger maid. "Let them in."
"Yes."
The messenger maid immediately conveyed his order to her sisters in the Holy City's Inner Sanctum.
The next second, with the activation of [Greater Teleportation] magic, 14 visitors from the Theocracy appeared before Kael.
"Greetings, Your Excellency!"
As the leader, Raymond placed his right hand on his chest and bowed deeply to Kael, and the accompanying personnel behind him also performed the same respectful gesture.
He scanned the crowd and found that in addition to 9 familiar faces such as Zesshi Zetsumei and the Captain of the God-man, the Black Scripture Squad had acquired 4 new members, restoring its complete formation of twelve people.
"What do you want with me?"
Kael asked casually, then opened his mouth, and the maid Jones cleverly offered a fresh grape. Such behavior was completely akin to the corrupt nobles in the Kingdom.
Although Raymond couldn't help but complain, he didn't dare show the slightest disrespect and replied, "Your Excellency, we have come this time to seek an answer and assistance from you."
Why am I not surprised by this answer at all?
Kael couldn't help but purse his lips and spit out the grape seed. "Speak, what difficulties have you encountered now?"
Noticing the impatience in his tone, Raymond quickly laid out his purpose, saying, "It's like this, Your Excellency. Zesshi Zetsumei and the Black Scripture feel that they have hit a bottleneck in their training recently, so they wanted to ask you for a way to continue to break through."
"A bottleneck?"
Kael's gaze fell on Zesshi Zetsumei and the Captain of the God-man, and he instantly understood what Raymond meant by "bottleneck."
So, they've already reached the maximum level!
Zesshi Zetsumei's original level was as high as Level 88, and the Captain of the God-man's level also exceeded Level 65. As the Theocracy's strongest combat forces, they were naturally key training targets, so it was no surprise that they were the fastest among the Theocracy's personnel to reach the maximum level of Level 100.
"Do you mean they can no longer grow stronger?"
Raymond couldn't help but frown deeply after hearing Kael's explanation.
Although the twelve members of the Chief Priest Council had discussed Zesshi Zetsumei and the others' situation and speculated about this possibility, hearing a precise answer directly from Kael still made him feel extremely troublesome. According to Zesshi Zetsumei's judgment, at her current level, she still couldn't contend with Ainz Ooal Gown. If they couldn't continue to grow stronger, the Theocracy would be at a huge disadvantage when facing the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, and it would even be difficult to protect themselves.
This is too bad.
Thinking of this, Raymond couldn't help but press Kael. "Your Excellency, please forgive my audacity. Miss Leinas was able to gain the upper hand while fighting against Ainz Ooal Gown, but Zesshi Zetsumei and the others are still no match for Ainz Ooal Gown even after reaching their limits. Is there a specific reason for this?"
"Of course, it's a matter of class structure and equipment."
The corners of Kael's mouth curved slightly upwards; he didn't intend to hide anything. If it weren't to make the Theocracy understand this point, why would he have dragged them to fight in the battle at the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick?
"Class structure?"
A puzzled expression appeared on Raymond's face.
Kael then explained in detail to the Theocracy group the concept of professions, clarifying the difference between Leinas and Zesshi Zetsumei and the others.
The people from the Theocracy were silent for a while after hearing his explanation. Finally, Raymond took a deep breath and said, "Your Excellency, I believe you must have a way to help us adjust?"
"Of course."
Kael smiled and raised an eyebrow. "However, that depends on what else your Theocracy can provide me with."
"Our original agreement was that your Theocracy would provide me with manpower and city building materials, and I would give you slots for believers and magic items. I have fully fulfilled my part."
"Now, this is a new transaction."