"Your enemy?" hearing the last sentence, Sui Xiong asked out of curiosity. "How did he change from your voter to your enemy? Since he is your enemy, why didn't you bombard him and recommend him to me instead?"
Morani remained silent for a moment before laughing bitterly.
Long, long ago—no, not really that long ago—in the "Lion-men" of the Orcs, there was an excellent soldier named Leonard.
The founders of the Lion-men had been defeated in the battle with human gods, so their beliefs were diverse, and Leonard believed in Morani, "the Iron Lion," who was the patron saint of armored warriors.
"Alas? Is that your former clergy?" Sui Xiong asked curiously.
"It's just for this position. At that time, my clergy was armored warriors and forgers," Morani said. "But my forging level is very low, so my major business is armored warriors."
"Does a god have a major and minor business?"
"If you work in a large God System, you will know."
