I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 386: Farewell!

Upon hearing this, the other four people on the overlook all had their expressions freeze for a mont.

Then, a barrage of questions erupted.

"What do you an?! Mr. Loren!"

"Does that an everyone who holds a Revolver you give out can use your rule-system ability?!"

"Such a precious thing, and you're giving away four at once? Is that really okay? Won't it affect you negatively?!"

"I rember from the intel about you that there are records of you giving Revolvers to many people. Wait!! Are you saying all those people can use your rule-system ability?!"

......

Faced with these questions, Loren, wearing a knowing smile, simply chose to stay silent and smile...

Loren's gaze swept across the four faces. After confirming that all of them had a "high willingness to possess a Revolver," he directly raised his hand and snapped his fingers, summoning Raven and plucking four black feathers from its body in succession.

"Loren! You—"

Amidst Raven's cries of pain, Loren smiled and forcibly initiated the fusion, skillfully cutting off Raven's accusations against him...

Loren rose from the railing of the overlook's edge, gently shifting his steps, and personally handed the four pitch-black feathers in his hands to the four confused individuals.

"Feed it so Spirit Stones, and you'll get your answers."

As Loren's words faded, four dazzling bursts of light exploded in the hands of Cook P. Jones and the others...

After a brief wait, the shimring light on the overlook gradually dissipated...

In their hands now lay four exquisitely ornate long-barreled Revolvers.

In Cook P. Jones's hand was a Revolver with a predominantly black tone, accented by dark crimson patterns.

In Seena's hand was a Revolver with a predominantly white tone, its body adorned with pale golden patterns.

In Hankley's hand was a Revolver with a predominantly brown tone, with green veins crawling across the tal grip and elongated barrel.

As for Tannas, in his hand was a luxurious all-gold Revolver!

It was worth noting that on the grip of this golden Revolver were so extrely dazzling rubies embedded in it!!

Seeing this, Loren and the others all turned their gazes to Tannas's hand...

Their faces were full of disdain and mockery.

"You, a holy priest of the God of Life's Church?! You've been hiding a hobby like this all along?!"

Finding his "little preference" exposed, Tannas—who usually had a calm and gentle expression—looked quite embarrassed...

After quickly putting away the luxurious Revolver that perfectly suited his aesthetic, he seed to regain his confidence and forcefully defended himself:

"So what if I did?! Wealth can help more people!!"

"And running for Bishop requires financial support!!"

Then ca a stream of:

"Wealth is not the original sin; human greed and ugliness are!"

"Because of human nature, people can't master wealth!"

"But I'm different. I'm a Priest. I've undergone rigorous training!"

"A Priest won't be consud by wealth! I'm saving humanity!!"

......

These words, carrying a powerful spiritual attack, began brainwashing the disdainful Loren and the other three!

"Shut up!"

"Shut up already!"

"I told you to shut up, you greedy, despicable Priest!!"

"Hey! Not listening, huh?!"

......

Faced with Loren and the others' attempts to stop him, Tannas, still spouting nonsense, turned a deaf ear!

Clearly, having exposed his deepest, most hidden hobby for the first ti in front of others, Tannas was getting carried away...

The four exchanged glances and then nodded in tacit understanding.

Then, they all walked toward Tannas, who was still unleashing his spiritual attacks...

Ten minutes later.

Tannas lay on the overlook, covered in bumps.

Having been ganged up on by the four, Tannas slept quite "aggrievedly," with a single, extrely crystal-clear teardrop trickling from the corner of his eye...

"To beco an excellent Priest, I've endured so much..."

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Federal Calendar 7708, December 29th, evening.

At an overlook halfway up a mountain in the City of Canbera.

After a bout of horseplay, everyone finally fell silent.

At this mont, all five realized one thing:

The ti to part had arrived...

After a long five seconds passed.

Hankley, the Ninth-Tier Ranger, was the first to step forward, looking indifferent.

"It's ti for to embark on my long-awaited revenge journey."

"If I fail, once you all beco Major Figures in the Star Realm, rember to co pay your respects to ."

"Of course, if you could conveniently kill the bastard for , that'd work too..."

"Haha, everyone, I'm off!"

"I had a blast with you all!"

After saying that, Hankley raised his right hand, casually waved it, and resolutely turned and walked away...

A "Ranger" is like the free wind.

They are a group of extraordinary beings who aren't easily tied down by emotions...

After Hankley's figure disappeared around the corner of this "overlook street," Tannas, still covered in bumps, climbed up from the ground.

Calmly casting a healing divine spell on himself, he then straightened the white Priestly Robes he was wearing.

On those "holy" Priestly Robes, a few footprints still remained...

After fixing his Priestly Robes, Tannas now looked solemnly at Loren and the other two, pressed his palms together, and gave a slight bow:

"It's ti for to return to the Land of the Gods as well."

"May the radiance of life always be with you all."

As his words fell, a cluster of pure white light blood from Tannas's clasped hands.

After appearing, this cluster of light ascended into the sky.

The next mont, the light split into four!

Three beams of pure white light descended upon Seena, Loren, and Cook P. Jones on the overlook.

As for the last beam of white light in the sky, it chased after the direction Hankley had gone...

"What is this?" Cook P. Jones asked in surprise, feeling the change within himself.

"It's a unique high-level Priest spell from the God of Life's Church—the 'Greater Blessing Healing Art.' It will heal a fatal wound for you once."

"This is a farewell gift." Tannas said with a gentle smile.

"Also, when you guys co to the Land of the Gods in the future, rember to look up."

"When you do, make sure to ntion Archbishop Tannas's na! Hahahaha..."

With that, Tannas nodded to the three, turned around, and walked away full of anticipation...

He had to rush back to the Land of the Gods to participate in this year's regional Bishop election held by the Church.

If he missed this opportunity, Tannas would have to wait another nine years before he could beco the "Bishop" of a certain region...

In the Land of the Gods, this land bathed in the glory of the Gods,

The "Lord Bishop," who served the deities, held an extrely special significance...

And with Tannas's departure, only three people remained on the overlook.

After Tannas's figure also vanished around the corner of the overlook street,

Seena, the Ninth-Tier Mage, stepped forward, smiling as she looked at Loren and Cook P. Jones.

"It's ti for to go, too."

"I've grown up so big and never properly traveled through the Star Realm!"

"Next ti we et, you two better be trembling before my spells!"

"Hahaha, see you!"