Be a lord in the world of Indian mythology

Chapter 22 Even Gods Have Desires

coming?

Who's here? Me?

Why would someone say such a thing?

Vijay's recently calmed emotions began to waver again, but he wasn't about to lose his composure over such a small lapse.

Following strict etiquette, he tried his best to keep his breathing steady and slowly replied, "Honorable Holy One, I am but a humble Vaishya. I have come here today to pay my respects and offer you my sincere offerings. I hope that you will accept them and protect my trade routes so that they may be safe and prosperous."

After speaking, following the standardized procedure, he turned around and took the ten offerings that the servant behind him had brought into the prayer hall, offered them in turn, and then stood quietly to the side with his hands at his sides, listening attentively.

Agni Bharadvaja did not give any instructions, nor did he follow the proper procedure to remind Vijaya to fulfill his duties, abide by the precepts, and revere the deities.

Instead, he glanced at the ten offerings and then looked directly at Vijay.

"Patriarch Mittal, I admire your perseverance." There was no condescending tone in his voice; instead, his neutral and peaceful manner surprised Vijay. He first praised Roger, then changed the subject and spoke bluntly and bluntly.

"You possess a hidden spiritual object. This treasure is imbued with profound blessings, which a mortal body cannot bear. Keeping it hidden for too long will only bring misfortune. Such sacred objects should be protected by the most holy beings. You do not need to hide them. Offer them to me yourself, and you will receive the protection of the divine power and live a smooth and worry-free life."

Bodhidharma, who was silently chanting with his back turned, was dumbfounded. He turned his head to look at Brahma, and at the same time, his gaze fell on Vijaya, somewhat puzzled.

Vijay suddenly realized, "Oh, I see!"

Is this the reason for planting a curse on himself? Is it for some treasure he possesses? Or perhaps some treasure belonging to the Mittal family?

Unable to understand the other party's request for the moment, Vijay could only lower his head, bow, and sincerely ask, "Honorable Holy Clan Master, this junior truly does not understand what sacred object bears such sin. If you could enlighten me, I would certainly offer it before you!"

Vijay's equally frank statement seemed to have taken Brahma somewhat by surprise, causing him to pause slightly.

"The Mithriya family can do what no one else can, not only because they are protected by Vishnu and Shiva, but also because they are blessed by other gods!"

"Hiss!" Vijay was confused by Brahma's words, but Darma, who heard them, gasped sharply.

Vijay glanced furtively in Daruma's direction. Daruma was twisting his body, almost losing his composure.

The fact that a powerful Brahmin took this matter so seriously, even going so far as to personally cast a curse, greatly alarmed another Brahmin.

Without even thinking, Vijay understood just how valuable this so-called other god's light was in the eyes of the Brahmins!

But he had absolutely no clue! Vijay racked his brains.

wrong!

Vijay instinctively thought of that round card!

The item, which my father solemnly placed in the family's secret vault and seemed to be a token, could only be this thing!

Do I need to explain?

Vijay fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

The chanting from outside disturbed the incense smoke filling the room. Vijay suddenly felt a gaze, not from the two Brahmins beside him, but from behind them, in the direction of the statue.

"Ding," a clear sound rang out in front of him, and the chanting seemed to transcend space and directly enter Vijay's ears, urging him to speak his innermost thoughts.

"Honorable Holy One, it's not that I'm unwilling, but that I simply cannot!" Subconsciously following the chanting in my ears, I blurted out the words I had just thought of.

The chanting stopped, and the Brahma priest in front of them wore a half-smile, his dissatisfaction with the answer written all over his face.

"Ding!" Another soft sound.

The familiar pain that had tormented Vijay for a month swept over him, starting from his chakras and spreading throughout his body.

Sweat immediately soaked his body.

Vijay subconsciously adjusted his breathing, using a breathing technique to draw in external airflow and suppress it downwards. Unconsciously, the pain seemed to be significantly relieved.

But this seemed to be merely a temporary solution. Vijay struggled to continue, saying, "The Mittal family's treasures lie along the trade routes to the east! Please forgive me for not being able to present them immediately!"

"Ding!" It was the sound of the copper bell on the wrist of the Brahma priest!

This time, Vijay pinpointed the source of the sound!

This is practically proof! The Brahmin before us wouldn't stoop to putting on an act with a lowly Vaishya!

"An unfamiliar breathing technique..." The Brahma priest suddenly realized, as if a mystery had been solved in his heart. "It seems that the Mithril family has hidden far more secrets on the trade routes than we guessed!"

What secret? How come I don't know?

Damn riddle teller! What do you know?

Could it be that his grandfather or father made some unrealistic promise to the Brahman that he didn't know about?

Lost in thought, the Brahman priest spoke again: "Kshatriya Rajaman has reported to the Holy One, and he is willing to support your journey on the trade route!"

That guy's really fast!

It's unclear whether he genuinely believed he had the ability to revive the trade route, or whether his extreme thirst for money and treasures drove him to desperate measures...

Vijay quietly wiped the sweat from his brow and bowed again: "This junior is willing to revive the family's trade routes and dedicate all the profits to the gods and Kshatriyas."

The promise was made with such sincerity that even Vijay himself began to believe it.

"Ding!"

Another clear sound rang out, stirring the surrounding sandalwood incense, and the flame of the oil lamp flickered brightly.

The curse within Vijay's body subsided, like a docile, tamed snake swaying to the tune of the piper's flute.

He believed it! The Brahma priest truly believed it!

At this moment, all gazes vanished, except for the Brahma priest, who narrowed his eyes, seemingly observing Vijay carefully in his own way. "The gods have no need for earthly treasures!"

"Good lord, I know of your sincerity. You have faithfully observed the duties of a Vaishya, practiced pure charity, and upheld the Brahma teachings. Your merits are commendable. Today I accept your offering. May Shiva and Vishnu bless you and protect you on your business journey!"

"The Brahmins will also appoint priests to accompany you on the trade routes to spread the majesty of the gods to the East."

The Brahmin then nodded and gave his words, thus concluding the formal offering.

"Stay in the temple today; a priest will bless you this evening!"

Hearing this, Vijay felt a little relieved, knowing that it meant he had successfully passed today's test.

Not only did they successfully uncover the truth behind the curse, but they also got the Brahmins to sponsor the trade route.

Now Roshman will be even more convinced and will use his own power to protect the Merchants of the East!

Vijay should have been overjoyed, but he was anything but happy...

He was somewhat confused. It seemed as if everyone in power was certain that the Mittal family possessed secrets that could stir the hearts of Brahmins and Kshatriyas, and that these secrets were hidden along the trade route to the East!

Aside from Mittal Vijay, the sole heir of the Mittal family!

He knows nothing!