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Chapter 909: 748: The Faith of the God of Light_2

Chapter 909: Chapter 748: The Faith of the God of Light_2

The Power of Faith seemed to come alive.

And naturally, Xu Shuo, who had entered this state, once again projected his consciousness onto the statue in the City of Light.

Only to helplessly watch as that dragon whelp swiped at him once more.

This time, however, what he saw was happening in real-time.

Gone were the days of prosperity and brilliance; the City of Light was now engulfed in chaos and war. The golden barrier protecting the city was teetering on the verge of collapse, while countless ferocious magical beasts rampaged within, killing and destroying indiscriminately.

While he clashed with Wald XVIII,

The City of Light suffered an invasion.

…

“Where is Wald XVIII?”

After finishing his report on the situation, Xu Shuo asked, “When you found me, did you see a human-shaped block of ice?”

Zuo Fang paused: “In the room next door.”

“Cut off his head and hang it on the city walls,” Xu Shuo said as he got out of bed.

“Uh… forgive me for being blunt, but given the way he looks now, I doubt anyone would believe that’s Wald XVIII,” Zuo Fang remarked.

“It doesn’t matter; someone will know,” Xu Shuo replied, gazing into the nighttime sky beyond the window. “Although the situation in the City of Light is urgent, there’s no need for you to return there for now.

Wald XVIII is already dead, so there’s no need for us to wait and observe the developments in Fahl City anymore.

Once the three knight orders return, you should lead the Radiant Star Knight Order to infiltrate the city and launch an attack from within. Take Duke Russo’s head.

Afterward, we’ll have the Holy Court Army launch a full-scale assault on Fahl City.”

Zuo Fang scratched his head.

He—a Sun Knight—was now being tasked with leading the Radiant Star Knight Order?

But the Radiant Star Master specializes in stealth and assassination.

In this area, they’re indeed far more proficient than the Order of the Solar Knights.

Zuo Fang asked again, “What about you?”

“The Duke of Silver has disappeared, and the Silver Shield Legion has been awaiting orders at their location. I plan to head to the Rheine City States,” Xu Shuo said.

“Looks like you really enjoy running all over the world,” Zuo Fang couldn’t help but grumble.

“If I could communicate remotely, I’d prefer that,” Xu Shuo replied, walking out of the room expressionless.

If he were to live here for long,

he might end up inventing a magical online communication network.

Though the Church of Light does have long-distance communication magic arrays, if no one is stationed at the other end, real-time communication simply isn’t possible.

The Silver Shield Legion does have personnel stationed there,

but their commanding officer reported that their Duke departed at nightfall and has yet to return.

As a result, the entire army remains on standby.

Unless the situation in the Royal Capital becomes extremely dire,

The Silver Shield Legion would never act without orders,

lest the Imperial Army discover their movements.

Currently, it seems,

everything is still in the shadows.

…

Upon leaving the room,

A group of Supervisory Bishops gathered outside, their faces lighting up with expectation as the door opened.

Xu Shuo felt an immediate headache.

The same matter needed to be explained differently to each group, rephrased twice to cater to different audiences. Not explaining wasn’t an option, or their internal cohesion would crumble first.

After dismissing Zuo Fang, who had followed him out, Xu Shuo returned to the room and explained everything again to the bishops.

Then, he gave them orders.

“Papal Lord, absolutely not! If we all leave here, then who will protect you?”

After hearing the arrangements,

The bishops predictably became emotional.

Xu Shuo rested his chin on his hand: “Have you protected me up until now? Or do I even need you to protect me?”

“…”

“…”

The room fell silent at his words.

The Supervisory Bishops looked somewhat embarrassed.

Upon closer reflection, they realized they had never truly protected the Papal Lord. Setting aside the fact that the Pope of Light’s power surpassed theirs, the Chief Knight always accompanied him.

If it ever reached the point where they would need to protect him, that would likely mean the complete collapse of the Holy See.

Xu Shuo tapped his fingers lightly and said, “The City of Light is under attack by a magical beast army. After the Heresy Tribunal envoy’s betrayal, the Holy Maiden has been injured in a sudden assault. Now is the time for you to return and defend the city. Defending the City of Light means defending all of us.”

The Priesthood stationed in the City of Light hadn’t disclosed the full details of the events to the Supervisory Bishops here, fearing they would become distracted.

But after deliberating,

Xu Shuo chose not to hide the truth.

The Priesthood didn’t understand the significance of the Statue of the God of Light.

As for this matter, perhaps it should remain unknown to anyone.

For now, the Pope of Light’s authority cannot be dispersed, especially at this critical juncture of vying for royal power. Under no circumstances should the truth about the faith’s vessel be exposed!

Even though the statue is at risk, and the Holy Maiden has insisted on not recalling the Priesthood.

The allure of power is truly frightening.

…

Ultimately, the discussion concluded with a compromise.

The Supervisory Bishops agreed to use a large-scale teleportation magic array to return to the City of Light and join the battle, but the Pope of Light couldn’t be left without any bishops by his side. One bishop remained to handle affairs in the Royal Capital.

Up to this point, everything had essentially been arranged.

Now,

the final battle was about to begin.

Zuo Fang was in the neighboring room teasing an Ice and Snow Elf. Upon seeing Xu Shuo enter, he glanced over, then froze slightly.

He raised an eyebrow and said, “What’s wrong? You don’t look too thrilled.”

Hearing this, Catalina also glanced over.

Xu Shuo walked to a nearby armchair, slumped down, and let out a soft sigh: “I’m tired.”

Zuo Fang: “…What?”

“If the City of Light falls, my power will be gone,” Xu Shuo replied, lying listlessly in the chair as if unwilling to move.