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Impostor High Priest 33


Chapter 033: Five-Finger Discount

When Chen Ran felt the powerful aura of the knight, he was startled.

Good heavens, a Tier 7 elite knight! What’s going on…

He had to remember that the most powerful opponent he had encountered so far was the lich of the Fire Tribe, and that was only a Tier 5 elite creature. Yet, even an existence like that could strongly suppress the charge of the Sunlit Tribe warriors he led. A Tier 7 elite knight could kill him with a single blow.

“That guy isn’t here for me, is he…”

Chen Ran swallowed, thinking that he hadn’t done anything heinous so far, so he probably wouldn’t be targeted. He cautiously moved to the side of the road. When the black-armored knight galloped past, he indeed swept by him.

In that instant, Chen Ran noticed the strong demonic aura emanating from the knight, who was completely covered in black armor. As his figure flew by like the wind, it left a trail of black flame, which was incredibly cool.

Moreover, the warhorse the knight rode was no ordinary steed. It left faint, fiery hoofprints on the road, with residual red flames still burning…

“Such a strong killing intent.”

Even though the aura wasn’t directed at Chen Ran, he still felt a sense of oppression. That brief pressure gradually dissipated as the black knight left. Judging by the aura, he seemed to be seeking revenge.

“Whatever. As long as he’s not here to cause trouble for me.”

After this little interlude, Chen Ran continued to walk forward. Suddenly, he heard a scream from the distance. It seemed like something had happened…

Chen Ran shuddered, remembering the carriage from before and the black knight who had followed closely behind. He seemed to have realized something.

He cast a Wings of Light spell on himself. A pair of small, white wings appeared at his feet, greatly increasing his speed.

After more than ten minutes, Chen Ran finally arrived at the scene.

This time, he was stunned.

The carriage from before had run off the path and crashed down a small slope by the roadside. The carriage was now in ruins. The lid of the carriage seemed to have been neatly sliced off by a sword, a testament to the opponent’s superb swordsmanship. It must have been the work of the black knight.

As he got closer, Chen Ran discovered two bodies.

One was the pig-faced High Priest he had seen before, but this time, his pig head was gone, leaving a headless corpse. His identity could only be discerned from the white priest’s robe.

It had to be said that this guy’s death was quite tragic. The bloodstains on the ground trailed far into the distance. It seemed his head had been taken as well.

Chen Ran, who didn’t know the full story, simply treated it as a revenge killing. At least it had nothing to do with him, and he didn’t want to meddle in other people’s business.

As for the other body, it was the arrogant coachman from before. His fate seemed much better. It looked like he had accidentally fallen from the carriage at high speed, rolled down the slope, and unfortunately hit his head on an unknown rock, killing him instantly.

It seemed that character really was everything. With this guy’s sycophantic nature, even if he could have been saved, Chen Ran would never have lent a hand.

As for now…

Looking at the injured white horse still attached to the broken carriage, Chen Ran’s eyes narrowed into a line, a sly smile on his face.

“Finally, I don’t have to walk anymore. Long live good character!”

Chen Ran unhitched the carriage from the white horse and casually used Heal to mend the horse’s scrapes.

He couldn’t help but marvel at the fact that even the animal was fine, while the coachman had died. One could imagine the coachman’s character.

After healing the white horse’s injuries, the horse seemed to understand, affectionately rubbing its head against Chen Ran.

Now that he had transportation, it was time to set off.

But wait…

Before that, Chen Ran inadvertently saw a few pieces of luggage that had fallen out of the carriage. His eyebrows twitched.

Five-finger discount.

After a thorough search, Chen Ran found a few clean priest’s robes, a silver cross, a bible-like book of teachings, and a pile of other books in the carriage. This made Chen Ran wonder why those pig-faces were so studious, until he casually flipped open a book and saw adult content that had nothing to do with the title. The praise he had just given instantly turned into deeper contempt.

All these things were confiscated!

In addition, Chen Ran also collected a bag of silver coins from the two bodies. The headless priest had a few gold coins and a dozen or so silver coins, while the coachman only had a few silver coins and a pile of copper coins of two different sizes.

Because his own clothes smelled too bad, Chen Ran changed into one of the clean priest’s robes.

The style of the robe was not bad, and the fabric was quite soft. Although it was a size too big due to the previous owner’s plump figure, it fit Chen Ran well enough. After putting on the clothes, he immediately exuded a bit of a holy charlatan’s air. Chen Ran casually put on the cross. Besides his messy hair, he looked just like a young and handsome priest.

After everything was ready, he climbed onto the horse’s back… and then fell off the other side…

It should be mentioned that Chen Ran didn’t know how to ride a horse…

A day later.

The outline of a village finally came into Chen Ran’s view, a sight for his sore eyes.

In the fields outside the village, some farmers were harvesting corn. The golden wheat fields glowed with the glory of autumn. In the small ponds, fish happily blew bubbles, occasionally leaping out of the water, bringing a string of water droplets with them, which splashed when they landed. The orchards were laden with fruit, and the bright red apples were tempting to pick and eat. The red maples by the roadside covered the ground like a red carpet laid out to welcome a distant guest.

This strong pastoral scenery instantly swept away Chen Ran’s fatigue, refreshing his spirit.

Chen Ran had finally arrived in a real human society. At this, tears streamed down his face.

After crossing the stone bridge in the village, Chen Ran officially entered the village.

Chen Ran quite liked the environment in this village. It was elegant, quiet, and had a touch of detachment from the city, making one forget all their troubles. The houses in the village were also very distinctive. Although not particularly beautiful, they had a lot of style.

When Chen Ran entered the village with his clumsy riding skills, he found that the people here were looking at him with curiosity. Some even had a flash of excitement on their faces when they saw him and ran off in a certain direction.

Have I been exposed as an alien?

However, after a closer observation, Chen Ran finally realized that the villagers were not looking at him, but at the priest’s robes he was wearing.

Before long, the sound of horse hooves came from the road ahead. A middle-aged man in fine clothes galloped toward Chen Ran. When he was not far away, he jumped off his jujube-red horse and ran excitedly toward Chen Ran.

“Your Excellency High Priest, you’ve finally arrived!”


Impostor High Priest

Impostor High Priest

冒牌大神官
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

1 unlock every monday, wednesday, friday, saturday and sunday

The Sacred and Demonic Edict: Once an obsession takes root in the heart, one will inevitably spend their entire life in its pursuit. To be born for it, to die for it. If this is destiny, it cannot be defied.

Embark on an unseen journey where the end of the road is the end of life. This, precisely, is God's guidance...

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Chen Ran, who transmigrated over, would like to state that for a skilled profession like being an impostor priest, being shameless is nowhere near enough.

As a High Priest...

"Having no attack skills is indeed a major drawback," Chen Ran mused while casually buffing his underling to the max. The underling then easily cut down an expert two whole tiers stronger.

As it turns out, for trivial matters like fighting, there was no need for him to act personally at all.

As an all-around master of sub-professions...

"Sword Saint, let go! I use that specifically for cutting fruit!"

Unable to retrieve the fruit knife from the shameless Sword Saint even after pulling and kicking, Chen Ran then turned, his face full of dark lines, to see a Magus on the other side, hands trembling as he held up a magnificent staff tied with a bow. "Stop! I made that as a gift for your beautiful disciple!"

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