Chapter 334: Those who succeed will eventually come
"Praise the storm."
"Freedom, Peace, Conquest...... May the Lady of the Storm glorify Custer. β
Dressed in the blue robes of the Church of the Storm, the worshippers gathered in the square outside the Krems Cathedral, singing a prayer in praise of the Storm Lady in a reverent whisper.
Above, near the middle of the church, a faint layer of blue light wafted faintly, exuding a fresh scent, spreading like a breeze to the surroundings.
Compared to the divine light of the dawn before, the power of the Storm Faith is closer to reality, and it is no longer unattainable.
And, as the believers chanted, from time to time a believer would embark on the path of faithβa mark like a sail would appear on his forehead, and the power of storm faith would emerge from his body, converging towards the dark blue above.
At this time, the other people around them chanted in a more reverent tone, with a hint of envy aggravating their tones, expecting them to be next.
"Become a believer in the storm and enjoy the shelter of the Storm Church."
"If you become a believer in the storm, you will be exempted from paying 20 percent of your taxes."
"The devout who embark on the path of faith of the Lady of the Great Storm will receive three 'Flames of Refuge' every month, free of charge ......once a year, in addition to a 50% reduction in the amount of taxes paid."
Listening to the chanting of the Storm Cultists, Wayne couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded as he looked at the announcement posted on the newly erected stone monument outside the central city.
In order to make more city-state residents become believers, the Storm Church not only reduced taxes, but also gave things.
In this comparison, when the Dawn Church was in the past, the operations such as collecting additional taxes, selling various daily necessities, and high treatment costs were simply newborn.
These are not nothing, and what makes Wayne cry and laugh is that the so-called "fire of protection" is the faith candle used by the Church of Dawn to protect against the pollution of the red moon.
In other words, the Church of the Storm spends money on bulk Dawn Church candles to supplement all devout believers.
"It's really, unexpectedly generous......"
Wayne didn't know how to describe the Storm Church anymore.
Anyway, it is one of the four righteous God churches in the world, and the Storm Church is so friendly......
"The priesthood to whom the storm belongs, divided into four teams, make routine rounds!"
"We are devout believers of the Lady of the Storm, and please strictly abide by the doctrine and the rules of the city-state, and it is strictly forbidden to harass ordinary people, and it is strictly forbidden to actively use the power of faith if there is no danger......"
"Praise the Storm!"
Click.
With a loud chorus of chanting, Wayne watched as the Storm Church clerics wearing dark blue armor and swords at their waists scattered around the central city.
There was a slightly complicated and inexplicable look on his face, and the sense of disobedience in his heart was gone.
If the proclamation was a means to gain believers, then these clergy patrolled the city-state at regular intervals, which would give the inhabitants a sense of security.
Wayne couldn't help but sigh, "If the Church of the Dawn was like this at that time, maybe it wouldn't have turned out like that......"
But he knew it was just a helpless assumption and didn't make any sense.
And the Church of the Dawn cannot be blamed only for that incident, but also the Ernst family and the Council of Nobles, the Council and the Secret Division are partly responsible.
Thinking of this, Wayne didn't look much more, and his spiritual perception covered the entire city-state, wanting to find the figure who was familiar with him.
The only thing left in this city-state that he wanted to stay was Lacey......
Wayne glanced around a few times, but didn't see Lacey.
Rather, it was Nifa Letia Ellis, the head of the Secret Division, Yegor Payne, the former head of the Investigation Department of the Secret Division, Sandiago Montoya, Raisi's brother, and even the former Minister of Combat, Abbot Sahib......
"Huh? Isn't it? β
Wayne frowned, and in his heart he was surprised, and set off to walk towards the secret division.
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"Deputy Director Yegor, I received a letter from Minister Lexi."
"Put it on the table."
"Yes, Deputy Director."
Yegor leaned back in his chair and read the newspaper, his cigar in his mouth and a thick smoke from time to time, his beard was a little gray, and he looked much more vicissitudes than two months ago.
"There's chaos in the waters of Cordo, nasty Black Pearl."
"Alexei Island's application is full, where is that kid from Wayne?"
"Hmm, the Spiritual Mystery School is out of trouble, and the two demigod wizards have appeared in the Eastern Continent, and the companions are ...... Well? Wayne's kid is back in the East Continent? β
"I didn't expect him to mix so well now, I really want to go there and join him, maybe it will be more leisurely than now."
After reading the newspaper, Yegor was devastated.
Three months ago, Wayne was a novice investigator who had just joined the Secret Investigation Division, and now not only did he own an island, but he also walked with a demigod-level transcendent......
In comparison, he, the investigator of the secret investigation department who had spent half his life in the city-state of Custer, was like a waste.
"It's a pity that Director Ales was killed by him, hey......"
Yegor sighed, picked up the envelope on the table, opened it, and glanced at the contents on itβ
"Bastard Yegor himself: Damn, they said that my training and assessment results were too good, Crane's side wants me to stay, you quickly ask the director to tell the people here, I don't want to stay here!"
"Also, the Kingdom of Shatland requested that the Secret Division, together with the subordinates of the various city-states, send a group of people to the original site of VΓ‘zquez, saying that they were looking for a ruin, and they didn't know what the hell they were doing."
"Anyway, get me out of here!!"
After reading the contents of the letter, Yegor grinned at the corners of his mouth and looked happy.
"Ha, the secret secretary of the Crane side has done a good job, just let Lacey stay there, don't let her come back!"
"That kind of talent, you must stay in Crane and shine for the whole kingdom!"
Yegor took two large puffs of his cigar and exhaled a long smoke upwards, laughing.
At this moment, a calm voice sounded:
"Mayor Laysie, have you gone to Crand?"
"Well, who?"
Yegor suddenly retreated, looking at the corner of the room with a wary expression.
But after seeing the appearance of the person who came, his face froze, and he opened his mouth and shouted in surprise: "Wayne?!" β
"Long time no see, Deputy Director Yegor."
Wei En kept pace with the times and did not call him a minister, but directly referred to his current position as deputy director.
"You, you're back."
Yegor's face slowly calmed down, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "It's good to come back and see, but Lacey is indeed not in Custer now, and she is going to the Crand City-State." β
"Oh."
Wayne glanced at the newspaper and envelope on his desk, "If you don't mind, can I take a look?" β
"Of course, just please." Yegor did not have any thoughts of refusal.
Not to mention that the previous incident is not to blame for Wayne, even if it is his reason, he can't refuse it now.
Just kidding, a great wizard has at least the strength above the ruling level, and even reaches the level of the Hand of the Kingdom.
Unless he's crazy, he refuses.
Wayne nodded, picked up the newspaper and envelope and took a quick look, and said quietly: "When I came, I saw those wood plants from the Southern Continent, if I like, I can also contact the Baskabiru family." β
Yegor stood aside with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Yes, of course, of course, since those plants were planted, the air in the entire Dumitru neighborhood has been much fresher, and the number of people who come here every day has increased a lot." β
"Originally, I thought it was specially purchased by Lacey, but I didn't expect it to be a gift from you."
"It's also purchased by Mayor Laixi," Wei En said perfunctorily, put down the newspaper and envelope and looked at him and smiled: "Deputy Director Yegor, you don't have to be nervous. β
"No, I'm not nervous."
Yegor laughed dryly, it was strange that he was not nervous.
God knows what this man came to the city-state of Caster...... Shouldn't you be here to kill someone, right?
"I'm just dropping by this time." Wayne rarely explained, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, since Lacey is not here, then I won't stay longer, and I will return to Alexei Island." β
"You're leaving?"
"Hmm."
Wayne glanced around and slowly disappeared into the office, leaving only one sentence: "If you get to Alexei Island, you can go to the castle." β
"Yes, yes......" Yegor nodded violently.
It wasn't until a long time later, when he noticed that Wayne was gone, that he sat back down at his desk.
Yegor wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Whew...... It's terrible......"
Even though it was only a few minutes, the pressure on Wayne was not insignificant.
It's just an ordinary meeting, if it's to fight him......
"Smack!"
Yegor lightly slapped his cheek and scolded, "What strange thing are you thinking, how can you fight him." β
What's the difference between that and looking for death?
On the other side, Wayne came to the harbor outside Basil's neighborhood, and turned to look at the city-state of Custer behind him, his expression extremely calm.
For the city-state of Custer, he was like a passerby, once leaving some traces here.
But as time goes by, the people of the city-state will forget about his existence, and in the end there may be a legend left.
Once upon a time, a wizard intelligence officer, while serving as an investigator in the Secret Investigation Division, slaughtered tens of thousands of Vazquez and thousands of clergy of the Church of the Dawn......
That's all!
"This is just a temporary stopover after all......"
As the words fell, Wayne's figure dissipated, teleporting towards the Eye of Space marker that was becoming clearer.
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At the same time, in the castle located in the endless void, in the deep and towering hall, Miriam sat alone on the golden throne, looking at the empty corridor under the steps, and coldly spat out a few words:
"Lingmi, did you fail too?"
"yes,"
Odina's figure slowly appeared on the throne on her side, and her eyes were a little helpless under the golden mask: "The two of Vakalough and Velotha have joined forces, and there is a strange wizard who can accurately lock the anchor point of the forbidden object, and the Occult School has been able to get out of trouble. β
"What about their losses?"
"It's not good, it's not bad, the wizard apprentice is almost dead, and the accumulation of nearly thirty years can be regarded as forming a fault."
Miriam nodded calmly and continued, "Then let the people of the Eastern Continent take action, try to delay the recovery of the Mystic Sect as much as possible, and focus on their newly recruited apprentices. β
"Well, I've already ordered it to go down."
The conversation fell silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke again.
Until Odrina thought of something and asked, "You say, how much do they know about us?" β
"A lot."
"Is that so...... I thought our presence was hidden......"
Miriam said lightly: "Wizards are different from the transcendents of this world, although we have not attacked many times since the Second Age, but every time their people have jumped out to stop them. β
"First it was Gonzalez, then Liszt and Anatasio, and then in the Fourth Age, Brian...... There will always be a wizard who is stronger than you think......"
"But in the end they all lost, didn't they?" Odrina looked sideways at her.
"According to the madmen, failure is only temporary. If you pay more attention to them, you will know that almost every wizard has failed in their research, and some have failed in the tens of thousands. β
"It can be said that their maniacs who chase knowledge have long been accustomed to failure, and they are not afraid of failure......"
Hearing her words, Odrina said without thinking, "We're the same, right?" For three epochs, each time it ended in failure. β
"The end of the last epoch was the closest to success, but unfortunately it still failed."
"Oh? What do you think? Miriam asked as she looked at her with a smile in her eyes.
"Isn't it?"
"Hehe, if it was before, it did fail. But at the end of the last era, we had succeeded. β
"Huh? We did it? β
"Of course," Miriam smiled, not intending to explain more, but said lightly, "It's just that you didn't know the goal of that time, and mistakenly thought it was a failure." β
Alderina was stunned, the goal was different?
So, at the end of the last epoch, everything she knew was hiding her true purpose?
"I don't understand ......"
"I don't understand why even you have to hide it?"
"Yes!"
Miriam asked with a smirk, "When did 'Chaos' ever care about us?" They only see the world, and we are just tools. β
"You ......"
Odrina took a breath, she didn't expect her to say it so bluntly, it didn't fit her usual style, right?
"You're different from Christian, and I'm different from you."
Miriam raised her hand lightly and waved, sighing, "This world belongs to the ultimate victor, and the 'winner' will eventually come!" β
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Odrina chewed on the words, her deep eyes reflecting her appearance, only to feel that she had never seen this "master of chaos" clearly.
In the end, the winner is not the winner, but two people?
She didn't understand......
"Don't ask too much, Odina, let's get the things in front of us right. If the Twilight Sect succeeds, the Forbidden Era will come to an end, and the world will be even more shattered...... That would save us most of our time. β
"As soon as Christian speaks, I'll head to the waters of Cordo."
"It's not enough! Before that, pay more attention to the movements of those wizarding schools. If they're going to get involved, we're going to have to intervene in advance. β
"Got it......"
(End of chapter)