As a sacrifice to the God of Light, it is natural to choose the best one.
There is a large orchard planted behind the Temple of Light, and all the delicious fruits that can be found on this continent will be transplanted here, under the care of specialized mages from the plant department. Every two weeks, they will regularly pick the best-tasting and sweetest fruits and place them in the ice blue for the maids of the temple to choose.
Seeing the High Priest coming in person, the two plant mages were surprised and quickly bowed in greeting.
"I want the freshest fruit, preferably one picked just a second ago." The young man seemed very arrogant and cold towards people other than Father God.
However, this is the case for all priests of light. The two plant mages did not feel slighted and quickly picked out a few baskets of fruits and placed them in front of him.
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