471 sWho Am Is (1/2)

On the debate stage in front of the Temple of War, the other priests had all fallen into silence after hearing Lucien's speech.

Lucien looked around in his plain white robe and then said to Nena peacefully, ”respected Lady Nena, shall the results of the debate be announced now? It seems that no one else wants to continue anymore.”

Nena was a bit startled by Lucien's question. She took a cold glance at Lucien and turned to the priests, ”do you all agree?”

Nob was about to oppose, but he could not find a single reason. The only words coming up in his mind were those just said by Lucien.

His brain had stopped working. Without the guidance of the brain, his mouth had given out the words, ”A… Agree…”

Depressed, the priests of the God of Love and the God of Wisdom who had lost in the first round also agreed.

After a short hesitation, the other priests agreed as well — There would be three winners today, so they still got a chance.

Nena lowered her eyes and hid her emotions. Then she said in cold voice, ”according to the words of the supreme Lord of War, the winners from today's debate will be three. Their Church will be awarded the right to stay in the valley of Solna and preach. They are…”

Unconsciously, she had applied the word, supreme, to the Lord of War.

Everyone all held their breath and waited for the final result nervously, including the listeners, as if one single breath could blow the good result away.

”… The God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption,” said Nena, announcing the not-at-all surprising result.

Seeing how calm Leviathan and Francis were, the listeners present started to more or less believe in the existence of God Ell.

The manner of a priest could well represent how much confidence he or she had in the god, as well as how powerful the god was.

”The God of Moon,”

Out of great excitement and joy, Nob kneeled down to the ground and kissed the floor while praying and praising his god.

”… and the Lord of Underworld.”

Volcan, the priest of the Lord of Underworld, cheered aloud, praising the Lord of Underworld and thanking the Lord of War.

The rest of the priests, however, all looked very pale now.

”Before tomorrow's sunset, the rest of you must leave the valley. The followers must change their belief, otherwise, they shall be exiled as well!” Nena's words were cold and cruel.

”…!” The priests and listeners looked at Nena in great shock and anger. Although they knew that they had to leave, they did not expect the fact that they could not even keep their own followers.

Solna Valley was a rich piece of land. Anyone willing to work hard should be able to feed themselves. Once leaving the valley, what was waiting for them in the wild was definitely not pleasant. Therefore, the priests understood that they were doomed to lose most of their followers now.

However, as priests, they did not have a second choice. They had to stick to their belief, or they would be devoured by the Seed of Spirit within themselves.

The many furious gazes did not bother Nena at all. She slowly lifted her right hand, and the soldiers instantly lifted their black-iron weapons. The swords formed a sharp and dense black-iron forest that reflected cold light.

The scene reminded the rest of the priests that Nena was almost as powerful as their god. Thinking about Politown, they lowered their heads and left the stage.

Here started the wandering.

Nena paid no further attention to the scattering priests. She said to Lucien, Nob, and Volcan, ”your preaching must obey the law established by the Temple of War, or you will be exiled too.”

Then she simply turned around and left. There were no celebration nor encouragement.

Watching Nena walking away, Francis sent a secret message to Lucien and said casually, ”it looks like the Dear Lady has already got the intention to kill us, or, I should say, the Lord of War has got the intention to kill us. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been treated this way. Maybe our description of the almighty Ell made them feel insecure…”

The topic was rather serious, but Francis didn't sound like he was taking it seriously.

Lucien was still playing his role well. With a slight amount of shock that suited his current identity, Lucien asked, ”What shall we do then?”

”We'll discuss later. The situation may change.” Francis directed Lucien to meet Ell, Jacob, and Anheuse in the hotel.

Lucien nodded seriously. He wondered if Francis was waiting for the rest of the priests to react.