Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 464 - 456: Words Fail to Hit the Mark

The woman with hair like seaweed that’s always wet, holding a ceremonial staff, not only has an alluring figure, but her attire is quite revealing. The large expanse of fair skin on her chest and her full thighs are all exposed, yet no one dares to cast a disrespectful gaze, because she truly would gouge out the eyes of the offender.

She is Sabrina, the Ocean Goddess’s High Priestess, the superior of an Ocean Goddess bishop investigating a murder case in Bay Town. She once single-handedly killed a powerful Dragon Turtle. Now she stands on the deck of the Tide Surging, frowning at the boundless sea with a heavy expression.

What kind of matter could give such a high-ranking Ocean Goddess High Priestess such an expression?

The goddess she believes in demands that she confront a Red Dragon... The Red Dragon’s disguise may fool ordinary people, but not the eyes of the divine. The key issue isn’t that the Red Dragon killed the goddess’s devoted followers and Priests, as such trivial matters don’t concern the goddess, but rather that the goddess has long been displeased with the Red Dragon’s behavior.

Sabrina squinted her eyes, recalling the information her subordinates gave her, thinking about how the Red Dragon had occupied Watchtower Port overseas decades ago. At that time, Watchtower Port was an obscure little city. Who would have thought it could develop under the Red Dragon’s rule?

In short, Watchtower Port transformed from a small city into a bustling metropolis, with merchant ships passing like a weaving shuttle and the population increasing tenfold, yet the number of Ocean Goddess followers barely rose, all due to the Red Dragon’s policies.

The Red Dragon decreed that religious activities could not be organized or held in non-religious venues. The Red Dragon forcefully subdued various maritime forces on and beneath the Flash Sea and encouraged fishermen to work in factories. Even more so, Druids were arranged to do weather forecasting... If the ocean ceases to be dangerous, who would worship the Ocean Goddess?

"Red Dragon, I hope you can repent in time."

Sabrina looked up at the cloudy sky, where the goddess’s majesty was faintly visible among the clouds.

Meanwhile, Leon never considered the happenings in Seaport Town as a matter, returning to the Volcanic Island to rest. Even if today someone informed him that a High Priestess of the Ocean Goddess from the Talia Alliance wanted to visit him, he wouldn’t think much of it.

To this day, a Priest of a deity has no chance of meeting Leon, not even a bishop can, at most meeting Isily—whenever other forces are involved, it’s the diplomat Isily’s job—in usual circumstances Isily would handle it, and if that doesn’t work, there’s Prime Minister Cecilia. To have Leon appear requires significant matters.

Leon may appear to be just a King, but in many people’s eyes, he is almost divine, yet a High Priestess of the Ocean Goddess is entitled to see him.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Sabrina was poised yet respectful, "I am Sabrina, a servant of the Ocean Goddess..."

Leon nodded casually.

Others dared not look at Sabrina, but it didn’t stop Leon from appraising her—a rather pretty person, despite the heavy eyeshadow and unattractive black lip color. Clearly a human, but where did the scales on her face and shoulders come from? The deep V, split-to-the-waist robe is indeed beautiful, sure to arrange one for Tassera.

"Speak, what do you need from me?" Leon, having gone through several stages since becoming King—from knowing nothing initially, to now embodying a return to simplicity where etiquette serves his pleasure—"Isn’t it what you need from me, but rather what she needs from me?"

Sabrina recounted how her subordinate bishop went to Bay Town...

"I haven’t even made trouble for you all, and yet you dare come to me?" Leon, leaning back in his chair, chuckled lazily, "Be thankful, my temper is much better now."

Sabrina’s purpose for this visit wasn’t truly to trouble the Red Dragon; it leaned more toward communication, with the ultimate goal related to the belief spread in Watchtower Port and even the entire Zhen Dan Kingdom... It is apparent to anyone with eyes that the Red Dragon is utterly indifferent to Tiamat.

"The goddess is not holding this matter against you," Sabrina forced herself to meet those burning eyes and took a deep breath, "but you must learn to respect the Ocean Goddess."

"I have always respected her." Leon disliked creating troubles; clearing misunderstandings benefits everyone, "I respect all deities."

"Our church was the first to support your rule over Watchtower Port, but look now, how many Ocean Goddess followers are there?" Sabrina highlighted the current situation of the Ocean Goddess belief in Watchtower Port. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"How is your decline in followers my concern?" Leon felt somewhat innocent, "That’s your issue, I’ve never oppressed you, I treat all deities equally... You lack followers, scarcely anyone shows up, look at the Goddess of Wealth’s church, their devotees demanding accountability are increasing."

Leon did not have the capacity to ban beliefs or oppose all deities, nor was there any need, as faith has its positive aspects.

For example, the Goddess of Wealth is a goddess full of vitality and vigor, loving wealth, and even more so, loving transactions. Her tenet is that commerce is the best way to get rich, advocating for trade, promoting fair transactions, stating that only fairness can be long-lasting... The wealth Goddess’s church can make economic activities in Watchtower Port more prosperous.

The wealth Goddess’s church’s only problem is its resistance to taxation, for which Leon must strictly handle tax evasion, allowing the tax department to have armed forces.

Sabrina’s earrings swung violently; she wanted to say something but was interrupted by Leon raising his hand.

Leon organized his words and continued, "If you always blame external factors, it’s easy to fall into blame and negative emotions. But by introspecting, we can look at problems more rationally... Those who habitually seek the cause within themselves will grow increasingly strong."

Sabrina’s expression turned gloomy, saying, "If a maritime disaster occurs in Watchtower Port, at that time people will certainly recognize the importance of respecting the Ocean Goddess once more."

"Is that a threat?" Leon leaned forward, "The Ocean Goddess controls tides and currents, making the seas unpredictable and ever-changing. Disrespecting her even slightly may incite her wrath, causing ships to vanish in storm or wreck on reefs... Fear is the best way to control people, but it also drives them away."

"I’ll think of a way for your goddess. That is to adjust the doctrine from creating fear to maritime protection and safeguarding the nation..." Leon supported his cheek with the back of his hand propped up by his elbow on the chair’s armrest, "I guarantee her belief will flow endlessly."

Hearing Leon’s words, Sabrina shot to her feet, saying, "Do you know what you’re saying? You are blaspheming the deity. Our goddess’s doctrine is not something you can meddle with."

"You refuse to change—" Leon shrugged, "I’m hard-pressed as well."

"I admit you’re strong, but only you." With that, Sabrina turned and left.

Leon watched Sabrina’s retreating figure, unbothered. He’s not afraid of any Ocean Goddess, even hesitating to consider whether to give the Ocean Goddess’s church more strength or if it’s better to expel them all?

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