Chapter 1 Yarope

Yarope's gaze was still like a knife, watching Sampel, as if he wanted to cut a piece of meat from Sampel's body.

"Kneel!" A Kavanas guard stepped on Yarope's right knee, trying to make Yarope kneel before Sampel.

Yarope suffered a heavy blow and almost knelt on the ground, but he still insisted on standing up.

"Sampel, a Kavanas warrior will not kneel to anyone." Yarope said in a low voice, his eyes full of unyielding spirit.

A murderous intent flashed in Sampel's eyes, but he finally said calmly: "Yarope, you are free."

"Sampel, give up. Do you think I'll believe you'd be so kind?" Yarope sneered.

"Nie Yan, the Great Prophet, is now the lord of the Abernathy Grasslands. He decided to release you, so you are free, but from now on, you are no longer a Kavanas warrior. You have been expelled." Sampel said coldly.

After hearing Sampel's words, Yarope was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Nie Yan on the side. Only then did he understand why Sampel suddenly had a great impulse of kindness to release him; it turned out that Nie Yan had saved him. His heart, which was originally ashen, rekindled a glimmer of hope. He clenched his fists, and the veins on his body swelled, showing the unease in his heart at the moment.

He was like a beast, wanting to tear Sampel apart, but after a fierce inner struggle, his violent and excited mood slowly recovered. The bulging veins gradually subsided. He understood that if he attacked Sampel, not only would he not be able to kill Sampel, but he would also put himself in danger, betraying Nie Yan's good intentions.

Yarope ignored Sampel, turned to look at Nie Yan, put his right hand on his chest, and knelt on one knee.

"Yarope, didn't you say that a Kavanas warrior would not kneel to anyone?" Sampel sneered.

"From now on, Yarope is no longer a Kavanas warrior, but a slave of Great Prophet Nie Yan!" Yarope looked up at Nie Yan, his eyes extremely firm. "Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, please let me be your slave. In the name of the grassland god Beca Payne, Yarope is willing to be loyal to you until death!"

Nie Yan was stunned when he suddenly received a system message.

System: Are you willing to accept Berserker Yarope as your slave?

Seeing this system information, Nie Yan couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He didn't expect to have such a harvest today, but slaves were a very low status existence.

Nie Yan suddenly thought of something and clicked no.

"Sorry, Yarope, I am unwilling to accept." Nie Yan shook his head.

Yarope showed a dazed expression and said somewhat helplessly, "Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, am I not worthy to be your slave?"

If Nie Yan was unwilling to take Yarope away from here, then even if Yarope left this territory, he would be relentlessly pursued by Sampel. Although he felt humiliated, he had no choice but to do so. However, he didn't expect Nie Yan to refuse.

"Mr. Yarope, I think the title of slave is a desecration to a warrior. From now on, I will remove your status as a slave. If you are willing, I can accept you as my follower." Nie Yan said.

Yarope was originally desperate, but after hearing Nie Yan's words, a gleam of brilliance reappeared in his eyes. When he looked at Nie Yan, he was full of gratitude.

Seeing Yarope's eyes, Nie Yan could feel that Yarope was sincere. What Nie Yan wanted was not an obedient slave, but a loyal servant.

Under normal circumstances, a player can only have three followers when they become the president of an eighth-level guild, but Nie Yan, as a Great Prophet, does not have such restrictions. He can currently recruit five servants. When the Nirvana Flame Guild is promoted to an eighth-level guild in the future, he, as the president, will be able to obtain three more recruitment slots.

System: Are you willing to accept Berserker Yarope as your follower?

Yes. Nie Yan clicked confirm, and a system message rang.

System: Berserker Yarope has become your follower.

Nie Yan looked at Yarope's attributes. Yarope was a level 180 elite Berserker, but unfortunately he was not a Holy Swordsman or a Divine Warrior. In *Faith*, the servant system is a relatively special setting. As Nie Yan's servant, Yarope could help Nie Yan complete many things, but the experience he gained was not shared with Nie Yan. He had his own thoughts, but he had a certain degree of loyalty to Nie Yan. If the loyalty was less than a certain value, he might leave or defect. He could level up on his own, learn skills, and wear equipment, but if he died, unless there was a special resurrection magic to resurrect him within half an hour, he would die and disappear.

Nie Yan looked at Berserker Yarope's health and loyalty. Because Yarope was a tank-type warrior with as much as 300,000 health, his current loyalty to Nie Yan reached 80. Under normal circumstances, it was already very good for a servant's loyalty to reach 70, and it was relatively rare to reach 80. It was estimated that Nie Yan's words and deeds just now had moved him.

When Nie Yan looked at Yarope again, he found that the slave brand on Yarope's left face gradually faded away. It turned out that this brand was a blood contract. After Nie Yan accepted Yarope as his servant, this blood contract disappeared.

Yarope was more than a head taller than Water Color Smog and Brilliant Knife Light, like a strong bull. He didn't have any equipment yet. Nie Yan planned to get him a set of metal armor, which would make him even more fierce.

Yarope's strength was considered relatively low among the many servants. For example, Qin Han's servant, the Necromancer Bodman, was a powerful legendary existence. However, that kind of legendary servant was very rare. Strength alone was not enough, and good luck was also needed. Nie Yan had previously received a mission to rescue a Holy Knight. The final mission reward was to make Karls pledge his allegiance, but with their current strength, it was completely impossible.

However, it was gratifying to have obtained the first NPC.

"The Abernathy Grasslands are a dangerous place. The major tribes here have never stopped fighting each other. Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, you must be careful in the future to avoid being affected by the war." Sampel said somewhat gloomily.

"Thank you, Mr. Sampel, I will pay attention. We have other things to do, so we won't stay any longer." Nie Yan said. He heard the threat in Sampel's words. He had just recruited a follower and was in a great mood. There was no point in staying here any longer.

"Great Prophet Nie Yan, have a good trip." Sampel seemed very indifferent.

Nie Yan, Brilliant Knife Light, and others turned and left.

Yarope was like a quiet lion, glancing at the land where he grew up, and then followed Nie Yan away.

The few of them went outside the tribe. Yarope was unlike the Holy Knight Leffers. Flying mounts could be put away. Nie Yan thought for a while and summoned the Dark Winged Dragon. Anyway, the Dark Winged Dragon could carry many people.

Everyone rode on their respective flying mounts and soared into the air.

They flew higher and higher, and the tents below became smaller and smaller.

Nie Yan stood on the head of the Dark Winged Dragon and looked back at Yarope standing on the back of the Dark Winged Dragon. Yarope was staring blankly at the bottom.

"Yarope," Nie Yan called.

"Here," Yarope said respectfully.

"Follow me, and sooner or later, you can level Kavanas and take back what belongs to you." Nie Yan said.

"Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, Yarope will be loyal to you until death." Yarope could not suppress the excitement in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly.

Nie Yan looked at Yarope's loyalty, which had risen to 92 points. To increase a follower's loyalty to you, you must understand what he needs.

The meaning of Yarope's life was revenge, and Nie Yan gave him hope!

The group flew in the sky for a long time, and Nie Yan finally found a place suitable for building a city. This location was right in the center of the Abernathy Grasslands. Building a city here would facilitate the control of the Abernathy Grasslands.

Nie Yan said to Brilliant Knife Light, Water Color Smog, and others in the team chat, "Let's choose to build here. Let's go down and clear the monsters first."

The group slowly descended from the air and landed on the grassland.

All the monsters in this area had to be cleared before the city could be built.

Nie Yan glanced at Yarope next to him. Yarope was only wearing a pair of pants, and his upper body was naked. Yarope needed a set of equipment, otherwise he would not be able to kill monsters at all.

"Have some thieves send a set of dark gold equipment above level 100 for warriors, the best equipment that can be worn at level 180. Also, send a team of 500 people over. The coordinates are Abernathy Grasslands 1239.2385.1285." Nie Yan sent a message to Guo Huai.

"Okay." Guo Huai nodded. He quickly went to handle it after receiving the message.

"There are level 100 monsters nearby, and the distance is full of level 100 maps, from level 100 to level 160. This place still has a lot of development potential in the future." Brilliant Knife Light said. He found a level 100 black lion and immediately waved his great sword to meet it.

A level 100 black lion with nearly 100,000 health points was considered relatively strong among ordinary monsters.

A group of giant black lions surrounded them. Nie Yan and the others were about to attack when they heard Yarope roar and rush towards the black lions.

"Can this guy do it with his bare hands?"

"Level 180 elite, it should be fine."

At this moment, they saw Yarope punch a black lion, sending the black lion flying out and falling heavily to the ground. A damage of more than 50,000 floated above the black lion's head.

What a strong attack. Yarope did not use any weapons!