Seeing Old John’s constant smile and his relief at the changes in the slum, at that moment, Frank finally understood what "love" meant as mentioned by the other party.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of his love for the "people of the world" that Old John chose to stay here with the identity of a Divine Favored!

He shared his thoughts with Old John, but all he received in return was a slight smile from Old John.

The other party did not deny it, but neither did he acknowledge it.

At this moment, Frank knew that what he was thinking was probably still not enough.

He continued to observe.

As he was stationed in the slum, gradually, Frank also became familiar with the poor.

By assisting Old John, he gradually got involved in the construction of the slum, personally leading the mercenaries to help improve the living environment of the poor or to teach martial skills to those talented ones...

These were things he would never have done before.

Or rather, he had never considered doing them.

Not to mention that they were poor, merely the gap in status between a Transcendent and an ordinary person decided that a professional would not pass on extraordinary knowledge to a mortal unrelated to themselves.

But now, under Old John’s guidance, not only Frank but even the mercenaries following him gradually broke this unspoken rule...

As time went on, the poor became more and more cordial to Frank.

In the end, they treated him with respect, just like they did with Old John.

"Good morning! Lord Frank!"

This was what Frank heard every morning.

And Frank, too, changed from initial discomfort to responding with a smile and a nod.

As days passed with changes, finally... they welcomed the annual Harvest Festival.

The Harvest Festival...

This is a rather ancient festival on the continent.

In the Life Church, it is also the most important festival of the year.

And in Larona’s slum, this year’s Harvest Festival was destined to be grand.

On this day, the residents of the entire slum welcomed the revelry of celebrating the festival...

Unknowingly, the Life believers gathered here had surpassed ten thousand, everyone praying to the Life Goddess Eve together, celebrating the harvest, celebrating the changes in life, celebrating a beautiful future...

And on this day, Frank received gifts from the poor.

It was a white cloak made from a certain precious Magic Beast skin.

For this, Frank was very surprised, because he knew the origin of this Magic Beast skin; it should be from a kind of Magic Mink living in the Southern Mountains, whose fur is extremely valuable.

Just this one cloak, its value probably reached a hundred gold pounds!

This money, perhaps in the past, Frank could have easily spent.

But after leaving the family and forming a mercenary group, it was difficult for him to spend so much on a decorative cloak.

Of course, he could still come up with a hundred gold pounds.

But the gift wasn’t from him but from the poor...

Where did they get so much money?

Frank was astonished in his heart.

Soon, he got the answer...

"Lord Frank, we heard from Lord Roland that you’ve always wanted a Magic Mink cloak. To thank you for taking care of us these days, we discussed it and everyone pooled their money to buy a Magic Mink skin from the fur merchant to make you a cloak."

"I hope you like it!"

In the embrace of his companions, a representative of the poor offered the cloak to Frank with both hands.

Seeing his bright smile and feeling the sincerity and closeness of the poor, at this moment... Frank’s heart inexplicably softened, slightly ached.

A warm current like a spring breeze gently flowed through his heart...

"No, this is what I should do. This cloak is very expensive, you all..."

He instinctively wanted to refuse politely.

"Lord Frank, please, you must accept it; this is all from our hearts!"

The poor insisted.

In the end... Frank accepted the gift.

The Magic Mink’s fur was very soft.

Because of the characteristic of containing wind Elemental Magic, the cloak made from such fur was very light, even capable of lessening gravity for the wearer.

As he touched the snow-white cloak, Frank’s heart became even more tender.

"Mr. Frank, do you understand now?"

The familiar voice sounded from behind; it was Old John.

Frank turned around, seeing the other party looking at him with a smile.

He was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what the other party meant:

"Lord John, are you saying..."

"Of course, about the question you asked me before. So, have you now... felt love?"

Old John asked gently.

"Love?"

Frank was moved.

Old John suddenly took out a small mirror from his pocket and placed it in Frank’s hand:

"Mr. Frank, look at your reflection in the mirror."

Frank instinctively picked up the mirror and looked into it.

It was still the familiar handsome face.

However, compared to when he left the family, he looked much more disheveled, his hair now grown long, and a messy beard.

Yet, the person in the mirror had a gaze that was brighter than ever.

His lips carried a barely perceptible smile, as if he had come across something joyous, and in the depths of his eyes lay a unique kind of gentleness.

Upon seeing his own appearance, Frank was stunned.

"This..."

"This is love."

Old John said.

"Love..."

Frank murmured.

He suddenly looked up and gazed out the window.

It was night, with sparse starlight, but the slums remained brightly lit, bonfires blazed, and laughter gradually reached him...

People were singing, laughing, dancing, all celebrating together.

It was the bonfire party of the harvest festival.

Besides the poor, his mercenaries who followed him and elves assisting Old John were also visible.

Different races and identities now gathered together, laughing, singing, and dancing.

Everyone’s face was adorned with a smile, they were arm in arm like brothers and sisters...

Witnessing this harmonious scene, Frank was entranced.

The former puzzlement in his heart suddenly unraveled, and at that moment, Frank finally understood the question he had been unable to comprehend...

"So that’s it... so that’s how it is..."

"I was wrong, it turns out... I have always been wrong..."

Frank murmured.

He understood.

He finally understood!

The power that changes here, the force that transforms everything, it all stems from "love"!

Not just Old John’s love for the believers, love for the world, but also the love the poor have for each other, for themselves, for the future...

This love beautifies the world, decorates life, and inspires the poor to change everything.

Love is hope, belief, and the power of their awakening!

Wrong.

He had always been wrong!

Despite wanting to change the world, despite wanting to change the era, he himself forgot that everyone is a part of this era...

He still hadn’t escaped the shackles of noble identity, and he still hadn’t seen what lies beneath the darkness, the broad, most challenging existence...

He hadn’t truly cared about the vast number of poor, hadn’t realized that they are the foundational force of Human World, hadn’t realized that they too can be transformed with love, inspired with love, awakened with love...

At the same time, he realized his lack of sufficient compassion, his lack of a broad enough mind, his lack of a lofty enough vision.

He hadn’t truly focused on the poor, hadn’t truly loved this world, hadn’t truly loved a future full of hope and beauty...

He merely acknowledged that the world had problems, but hadn’t delved into the essence.

At this moment, Frank profoundly realized that what he was lacking was nothing else but a lighthouse to guide him!

"It seems... you already understand."

Seeing the emotional Frank, Old John smiled faintly.

"The ’Life Scripture’ says it well, if you want to achieve true success, you should ’integrate knowledge and action’..."

"You have gained enough insight through real experiences, recognized yourself, recognized the world..."

"Now, I think it’s time to teach you what the true power to change this world is."

Old John looked gentle yet devout.

As he spoke, he took out a set of books from his pocket.

It was none other than the ’Life Scripture’, along with a few accompanying textbooks...

One ’Life, Rights, and Struggle’

One ’Life Church Theory and Fengyue Free Territory Thought’

One ’The Relationship Between Feudal Nobility and Eternal Church’

One ’Equality, Fraternity, and Future’

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