After sleeping peacefully in his tent until the next morning, Solomon headed back to the tavern owned by the milf, ate breakfast and cleaned himself up.
The still appreciative milf gave him this for free. Slaying the wine monster was clearly a task she was in desperate need of help for.
As he finished up his meal at the table, he saw her making her way over to where he sat.
Today she wore a white blouse that clung tight to her curves, revealing both her giant breasts, and comically thick thighs, as well as a grey apron.
She had a seductive smile on her face, as she flicked a strand of black-grey hair behind her ears.
Seriously woman, if you're trying to seduce me, it won't work. I'm only interested in believers of the Clown.
"Good morning Handsome." She said once she had arrived at his table. "I've been dying to ask you a question."
"A question?" Solomon shrugged. "Go ahead."
"Are you religious?" She asked with a furrowed brow. "It's a Sunday morning, yet you aren't at the temple."
Ah, so that's why the streets are so quiet.
Am I religious? Well yes, if believing in yourself counts.
"Yes, I am a believer." Solomon half-lied. "However, I'm also new in the city, and not sure which temple to go to."
The Milf's eyes seemed to light up.
"That's great! Can I make a recommendation?"
"Sure."
Though I would have never taken you to be a religious woman yourself. Not with your flirtatiousness.
The milf pointed out of the window, where a tall gothic temple stretched into the sky in the distance. Solomon had seen it when he first exited his tent.
"As you probably know, most citizens of the Olaria Kingdom worship the God of Health. That there is the largest cathedral dedicated to worshipping her. If you ever have time, pay a visit. Oh, and the healers there are absolutely stunning! If you think my tits are large, then just wait till you see there's."
With that, the milf cupped a hand under one of her breasts in a provocative manner.
Pretending not to notice, Solomon scratched at his chin.
Interesting, the God of Health.
From what I've read, she is the God that control the vein of restoration, granting her believers the ability to use her magic.
I assume that the Healers are that strange group that I heard of, dedicated to heading around the cities and healing the sick. They're the main reason why the Kingdom has seen such success.
If I want to learn how to build a religion, I should definitely check out the temple.
What would be even better is if I could spread my religion there, stealing her worshippers.
With this decided, Solomon exchanged a few more words with the milf before exiting the tavern, and heading down the streets towards the temple.
He wished he could have hitched a carriage, but he still had no money, so instead spent the next ten minutes walking.
When he finally arrived at the giant temple, which had the statue of a heart carved from marble placed above it's large double doors, he heard the sounds of a choir singing beautiful songs inside.
He made his way inside and was met with rows upon rows filled with at least a thousand believers in the god of hearts. They were all facing a raised stage, where hundreds of woman in white gowns were singing songs of worships.
Woah, it seems the god of hearts is popular. From what ive read so far, it's believed that the gods were once humans that lived on earth, eventually becoming powerful enough to ascend to outer realms.
Solomon scratched at his chin as he enjoyed the beautiful songs.
Could I ever become so powerful in this world?
Pushing the thought aside for now, Solomon started to look around the stands. It was clear that the front seats of the temples were reserved for nobles and royalty, whilst the rest were for your every day worshippers.
Solomon glanced towards the very front row, only to be caught completely off guard.
There were three women sat amongst many others, each beautiful in their own right. But what caught his attention the most were the silver crowns resting atop their heads.
His eyes glanced towards the woman in the middle. Even from afar he could recognise her orange curly hair and freckled cheeks.
It was none other than Princess Lucy, sitting with her two sisters.
So, even royalty must worship the god of hearts... Well, except for the king and princes. I see no sign of them.
Not wishing to be spotted by the princess in person, lest he ruin his image as a god, Solomon rose from the stands and made his way out towards the exit.
But before he could leave, he noticed something from the corner of his eye.
There was a woman sitting in the backrows, reading from god of hearts holy religious scriptures. However, as she skipped to the next page, a piece of paper flew out.
With wide eyes, the woman, who was dressed in an all black robes and black gloves, unfolded the paper and read it.
At that moment, she would have been reading the prayer of the clown.
With a smirk on his face, Solomon wasted no time leaving, in case he ended up looking suspicious.
Then, he made his way back to pink tent, uncertain of when he would receive a prayer.
It seems that the Clown's Religion is spreading faster than I could imagine.
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A woman in an all black dress and black gloves walked home after the sermon at the god of hearts temples.
She held a paper in her hand, reading over it's contents again and again.
"The clown? The god of information?" She spoke quietly to herself, struggling to believe that such a god truly existed.
Then, she let out a laugh to herself and placed the note in her pocket.
"A god that's slipped under the radars of me, a true witch? We will see about that."
Eventually, she reached her small hut that acted as a store for herbal medicines, swiftly entering, closing and locking the door behind her.
After making her way up to the room, she kneeled by her bed and started to pray.
"O Clown, keeper of knowledge and jest..."
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