Chapter 236: The Archbishops Suspicions (2/2)

And since it was not as if there were many archbishops seated in the Holy City, there was no way out-of-towners like Hadro would be allowed back to the Holy City and make trouble for the other archbishops.

After all, staying in the Holy City meant being closer to their god compared to being other parishes, and having an easier time to gain the god’s blessings…

That was why Hadro’s being in Tunaya was both an insult and an honor. That being said, Angora’s style did fit his appetite—once again, he considered luring Angora into the Brilliant White Church, and even take him in as an apprentice if need be!

Be that as it may, Angora’s reaction was so vague that Hadro had the feeling that the Temple of Glory must have the future Silver Eagle Duke’s ears to themselves. But since things had yet come to a definite end, he would spend time to change Angora’s perspective so that the youth could see through the true face of the Temple of Glory, which in turn would make converting him easier.

Anyway, returning to the ragtag soldiers of unmatched hilarity.

Hadro had no idea what promise Angora had made to those soldiers to the point that they were so eager and cheerful even when they were up against the terrible dragon (Hadro considered the ragtag army to be fools with no vision from that point alone), but the dragon was definitely going to kill them all.

He had assumed that the ragtag bunch could buy half a day at best since the dragon was an overwhelming powerful being even amongst supernatural species. After all, even though they were undead revived from corpses, skeleton dragons, rotten dragons, and zombie dragons were still incredibly powerful—without a sacred choir or a guild of mages helping them, not even an elite force was a match for any dragon if they lacked the numbers.

Moreover, the short distance between the Kristoff Mountains and Tunaya would be an arm’s throw for dragons since they could fly, taking them just half an hour to reach the city.

Even so, the word from believers sent out as scouts was that the seemingly inferior ragtag band had firmly held the Dead Red Dragon at the Kristoff Mountains for an entire day, and the beast had yet to leave the Wailing Trail even now!

That outcome was probably what the entire sacred corps of Hadro’s church could amount to!

In reality, the archbishop didn’t know that the Brilliant White Church’s sacred corpses were much weaker and were swiftly wiped out when caught off guard as they ran into the zombie dragon. Sakasugi had actually been using its magic to observe the world’s present condition, which in turn slowed its advance toward Tunaya—the Players would have been fighting the dragon in the city otherwise.

But that feat only affirmed Hadro’s belief in his own theory: the ragtag bunch was definitely the sacred corps of another church and their best of the best of that, similar to the Brilliant White Church’s rumored special forces consisting of ascetics such as the White Court’s Wetwork Squadron or the Heretical Magistrates of the Thirteenth Partisans—and of course, there was no way the best of the best of some minor church could best those two Brilliant White Church outfits.

Be that as it may, the ragtag bunch remained rare champions, and it was a pity that the hierarchy of their churches would make the error of sending them to their deaths at the Kristoff Mountains, just to claim the place of top religion a measly city like Tunaya.

Hadro sneered at the thought.

Even if they did become the major religion, wouldn’t their position be unstable without their champions covering for them?