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Chapter 229: A Great Stir

Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion

Sitting beside Vaharall, Varantine looked very serious. There was still a layer of light covering his clenched fist. Clearly, he was very mad at Lucien Evans, the vicious sorcerer who showed no respect to the deity.

Seing that, Philibell, the cardinal who had a thick white mustache, presented them with another two pieces of newspaper, ”What you two just read was the first-day newspaper, and these are from the second day and the third day. Lucien Evans’ not worth much attention, I’d say, as it’s just synthesizing carbamide, and no one would believe that any life ingredients could ever exist in those dirty excreta.”

The members from Episcopal Conference all understood arcana papers to some degree thanks to the several popes contribution to the improvement of divine spells.

Taking the newspaper from Philibell, Vaharall, the tough-looking, red-haired guy started reading it carefully. The newspaper was filled with discussions about how to define carbamide, about the validity of Life Force Theory, and it was obvious that those necromancers were in a more favorable position, as those arcanists from the school of Element still lacked further decisive evidence.

”This is not as bad as we thought. It is the blessing of the Lord.” Philibell drew a cross on his chest.

When he finished reading the newspaper, Vaharall also nodded, ”How come that Carbamide, something contained in filthy excreta, can be a life ingredient, a blessing from God? We should define life ingredient better in Cannon, with regards to the chapter the Origin of Life.”

”This is something that we definitely need to improve,” agreed Varantine. ”But right now, we don’t have to take the risk by sending those devout Night Watchers to kill Lucien Evans. My suggestion’s that we have the the Inquisitions in Holm and Colette keeping a close watch on him, and when there’s a chance in the future, we take action. After all, there’s no need to rush.”

Although Varantine was sent here by the pope to eliminate vicious sorcerers, he understood well that the Church was overpowered by the Congress of Magic in Holm and several other countries around it. Although they might have a chance to win if the Church sent most of their cardinals here, their biggest concern was that this might give the North Church and other dark creatures as well as sorcerers from the north a great chance to avail themselves of the opportunity to get in their territory. Therefore, both Vaharall and Varantine agreed with Philibell that they should take on a more conservative manner with this issue right now.

Although they all wanted to defend the dignity of their God so bad that, facing Lucien’s disrespectful findings, their blood was boiling with anger, they still knew that they needed to be careful with every step they took.

”Like what Vaharall just said, those arcana geniuses hardly leave Allyn and Rentato before they reach middle-rank, so we have to wait.” Philibell nodded, as he was the one among all the cardinals who understood the congress the best.

At this time, they heard abrupt knocking at the door.

”Come in.” Using God’s Eyes, Philibell already saw through the door. On the other side of the door stood a pastor who looked very anxious and scared, and his holy light power was in a very unstable status, as if the power was going to devour him at any time.

The pastor hurriedly pushed open the door, and he was too scared to salute the three cardinals, instead, he said urgently, ”Lord Philibell, this is the newspaper that arrived from the Congress this morning. They risked a lot to be able to send this newspaper.”

”Calm down first.” Philibell’s voice was soft and it comforted this pastor in panic, ”Do not doubt the Lord. Do not doubt the mighty power of the Lord.”

The pastor kept crossing in front of his chest to control and calm down his holy power.

Philibell had some bad feeling about the newspaper, but still, he started reading the first page in a calm manner:

”An Experiment Synthesizing Fatty Acid with Several Non-life Ingredients Including Charcoal through A Series of Alchemical Reactions, from Felipe Carneiro.”

In the abstract of the paper, Felipe put it proudly and straightforwardly, ”Through this experiment, I can announce to all of you that Life Force Theory has been completely overthrown, and it will no longer play any role in the development of arcana!”

After quickly going through the experiment design, Philibell, although he was always quite calm, shouted angrily, ”Blasphemy! This is blasphemy! This is a direct and shameful provocation of the Lord's majesty and dignity! Felipe must be eliminated immediately!”

His chin covered with white beard was trembling fiercely while he was shouting, as if he wanted to set off right now to kill Felipe. In his eyes, compared to Felipe’s experiment, now Lucien’s paper did not matter at all.

Vaharall, who was a harsh and bold guy, directly gave Philibell's desk a fierce punch. Instantly, the desk was totally destroyed and there were not even ashes left after his power burst forth. At the same time, Vaharall also felt lucky that he was a legendary knight and his power came from his Blessing, or his soul would have been damaged by his belief being shaken, ”How dare those mortals even try to pry into the realm of God. A blasphemer must be cleared at all costs! ”

”Before that, we need to make sure whether the experiment is real.” Varantine did not read the newspaper, and right now he was crossing in front of his chest.

There was no way that the Congress of Magic could just destroy the cardinals’ belief by a paper, and, if the cardinals had the right experiment equipment and divine power circles, they could verify the validity of the paper by conducting the experiment themselves.

”Lock away this paper. Make sure that other pastors do not learn about the existence of this paper. The last thing we want to see right now is this turning into the same situation when those sorcerers claimed that holy light was electromagnetic wave.” Philibell closed his eyes, feeling a bit tired, ”This is the test of the Lord to us, and our loyalty to our faith shall be manifested and examined again. We shall find the flaws of the experiment as soon as possible.”

Philibell, the cardinal of the parish of Holm for almost a hundred years, had been through a lot, thus he still managed to control his power and prevent the idea of the paper from hurting his soul after reading Felipe’s research design.

”All glories go to the Lord. Only truth lives forever.” Vaharall, Varantine and the other pastor prayed together, telling themselves that even if Felipe’s finding was true, this was still from the Lord’s mighty power, which was still beyond their understanding.

After praying, Vaharall said to Philibell in a low voice, ”I request to send several devout night watchers to assassinate Felipe. If there is a chance, we shall kill Lucian Evans as well.”

The reason he mentioned ”devout night watchers” specifically was that they all knew that those night watchers of the task were basically doomed to die. If they could kill Felipe, they were already very lucky. If they did not select carefully who they would send for this task, some night watchers who did not want to sacrifice their lives might fall onto the Congress' hands.