After Maxing out all Classes

“Isn’t it inevitable?” Little Yi did not seem surprised at all, "if the followers of the God of Darkness take over a town, it shouldn’t be surprising that they will kill all the clergy and faithful men of the God of Light."

Robb thought of something else in this sentence and could not help saying, "Oh, that is to say, if the followers of the God of Light take over a town, they will consider all the clergy and believers of the God of Darkness as heretics and burn them, right?"

Little Yi shrugged and did not answer the question, but the answer was already understood.

Isn't that what heretic judges do?

Robb couldn't help laughing, "interesting! Just now, when I heard the necromancer, I wanted to rush out and beat him, but after hearing your words, my anger was relieved. I only felt sympathy and understanding. Isn’t it strange that I’m sympathizing with the enemy?”

Little Yi: “……”

Rob looked at the townspeople and said with a smile, "all right, I'll just stand here and see how many townspeople will come and try to chop me up to take my head out to surrender."

Human nature was complicated, so it’s no surprise that Robb thought that someone would jump out and try to kill him. However, in fact, it proved that he thought too highly of human nature and that the simple townspeople were not ungrateful or treacherous.

As soon as his voice fell, one of the townspeople shouted, "Father had treated me before and sent me pepper trees. If anyone dares to hit Father Robb, I will be the first to fight him."

"Father also treated my injuries and, in return, only asked me to do trivial things for him with a high salary, which made it clear that he was deliberately helping me gather wealth. I’ll also stand with father to the death.”

“Father made me Coca-Cola. If I can’t drink that anymore, I’d rather die.”

“Right! Father is good to us. I have become a devout believer in the God of Light because of Father. I will never betray the light and join the darkness.”

At first, only a few spoke, but soon, they merged into a torrent. Finally, nearly a thousand people from Westwind Town shouted in unison, "We’ll fight together with Father to resist the enemy!"

This time, Robb found that they did not put the word "God of Light" in front of him but mentioned him directly. That was progress.

It turns out that the townspeople usually put the God of Light first because of necessity, but now that it's a do-or-die matter, they have no spare power to tell lies. When they only say what they really think in their hearts, they directly ignore the God of Light.

They had long been used to having a lazy priest in the town. He was part of the town to them, their friend, and their family. He's their father who often took care of them and guided them. They would never betray Robb. This has nothing to do with the God of Light.

The refugees from White Birch Town did not know much about Robb and were not as loyal to Robb as the people of Westwind Town. They looked at the scene in surprise and thought, [How much do the people of Westwind Town like this priest?] (TL: Due to a previous comment, I’ll put all things said in mind/thoughts in [] to emphasize them more)

They thought. They thought about the good things they’d seen Robb do so far. He had harvested a field of potatoes in one night. He had miracles. Following his words, perhaps they could really survive the war.

It’s too risky to betray him and surrender to a random necromancer whose character they don’t even know.

Robb waited for a long time. In the end, no one came to kill him. All the townspeople were on his side, which made him happy in body and mind.

That's right, there are more beautiful things and upright people in the world.

This kind of world looks lovely! It makes me want to protect it.

Robb could not help laughing, like a child in full bloom, "everyone is good, well, now that you all say so, then I will keep everyone safe."

Gorda leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Robb, there are more skeletons outside than the last saw. You see, there are not only skeleton soldiers inside, but even skeleton knights in armor. There are also skeletal horses, skeletal dogs, and other kinds of undead. Without the Baron and his more than a hundred trained soldiers on our side, Not to mention that we can’t draw a large Holy Light Sanctuary. I am afraid it will not be easy to protect so many people.”

Xuelu also whispered, "you might as well shoot the necromancer with a tracking arrow."

Without saying a word, Jike handed over his bow.

Robb smiled, "No, it's no fun to use a bow. I was in a hurry to go home to make stockings last time, so I hastened to kill the necromancer, but this time was different. The enemy came to my door and forcibly pulled me out of my state of laziness. I wouldn't be named Robb if I didn't hang him from my ceiling fan and beat him."

He sat down on a small wooden stool on the town wall and used a bard's skill, "Sound of Nature," which allowed his voice to spread far away and make it sound beautiful. "Listen to me, necromancer," he said. "You are surrounded. Now put down your weapon and surrender. I guarantee that the ceiling fan will only open to 3rd gear. If you continue to fight stubbornly, I'm going to turn the ceiling fan on to fifth gear.”

“F**k!” The necromancer scowled, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

"Oh? Are you going to announce the breakdown of the negotiations?" Robb said with a smile, "I’m warning you that if negotiations break down, I will be very angry and the consequences will be dire. I’ll count from ten. If you don’t surrender, I will beat you. Ten... Nine…"

"Are you really counting?" Little Yi and the three adventurers nearby didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It'll be surprising if the necromancer really surrenders."

The necromancer obviously did not believe Robb at all, but he did not rush over rashly. He still remembered that number 32 was killed because he underestimated the enemy. Their leader had also warned him to be careful, so he was still standing behind the two arrow formation. Neither magic nor bow can touch him at this distance.

Moreover, there are two majestic and mighty skeleton knights around him. These two skeleton knights were also famous prior to their death. After their death, they were transformed into skeleton knights using necromancy. Although their strength was weakened, they were still far more than ordinary warriors. With these two skull knights guarding him, he was not afraid of any strange tricks.

But he did not intend to let Robb count to zero. It would be embarrassing if he really foolishly waited for the other side to count from ten. He waved his skeleton staff forward and shouted, "team one, attack the town!"

A skeleton group of about five hundred began to rush towards the town wall of Westwind.

There was a constant sound of clanging bones and joints, a vast expanse of white round heads, rusty swords, and knives, interspersed with many skeletal archers, who ran, drawing their bows and arrows, ready to suppress the men on the town wall.

The mayor of Westwind Town suddenly became nervous and shouted, "Men, prepare for battle!"

"Oil Cans! Roll over that log! That big rock, move it over here…."

“Archers, draw your bows!”

"Soldiers, our town wall is low, so the skeletons will climb over in an instant. Get ready for battle!"

Everyone was ready to fight, and even Little Yi and the three adventurers could not help extending their hands to their own weapons.

Just then, Robb suddenly said, "Stop, sit down. Don’t play with weapons! If you hurt yourself by mistake, I’ll have to treat you later. That’s troublesome. Leave it to me. I’ll play tower defense for such a small-scale battle."