Chapter 81 - Chapter 81: Chapter 79: Tallying Up the Gains (Vote for Monthly Tickets!) (1/2)

Chapter 81: Chapter 79: Tallying Up the Gains (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)

The North City District of Nasir Town suffered heavy casualties, and many of the deceased were wealthy individuals.

The old priest from the Tempest Church bore a heavy responsibility, as the rituals for the Sea God Cult required at least several months to prepare, and he had no inkling of them whatsoever.

However, the old priest was not afraid of any punishment; he was already a marginal figure within the church, and at his age, still stuck at the Beginning Level, there was no possibility of advancement.

Furthermore, the strength of the enemy was beyond his capabilities, and as a seasoned priest, he would not face severe punishment.

Moreover, there was an unspoken truth within the Tempest Church: incidents of evil cults causing heavy casualties among mere civilians were not considered significant affairs within the church.

In the end, the existence of civilians was nothing more than fodder needed by the major churches, not even worthy of being called the lambs of God.

Their lives were often of little consequence.

In the fight against the evil cultists, the Verne family lost an Extraordinary Exponent on the spot, suffering the heaviest losses. The young Knight Verne was extremely grieved, but he was also very grateful to the Fischer family for saving him.

A matter of great concern for the Fischer family was that Mayor Andes’s family also suffered severe misfortune; his wife and children were all in the North City District at the time and failed to escape, completely disintegrating after being devoured by the Spawn of the Abyss.

Upon learning this, the mayor was nearly on the verge of collapse, cooped up in his utterly ruined home, refusing to venture out and communicate with the outside world, completely neglecting various reconstruction efforts in Nasir Town.

What’s worse was that many town officials also perished in the disaster, so Nasir found itself in a brief state of a power vacuum.

The Fischer family stepped forward at this time, controlling order and stabilizing the situation in the name of assisting the Tempest Church, leading the peace officers and patrol teams. They quickly gained significant reputation and authority.

A few days later, Byrne took the initiative to find the old priest, and the two conversed in the church’s reception room.

He offered to take charge of the reconstruction of Nasir’s North City District but wanted to buy some of the uninhabited properties and land at a cheap price since the disaster.

“By the way, I know the Isaac family’s estate should technically be confiscated by the church after this event for a detailed inspection and then auctioned off, right?”

The estate’s land area was very large, several times the size of the current residence of the Fischer family, and it occupied nearly the best location in Nasir Town.

But it likely won’t be sold for several years.

“That is the case,” the old priest nodded while sipping his tea.

Byrne revealed a gentle smile and said,

“Obviously, few people would buy the lair of an evil cultist, notorious for ill fortune, especially since all its neighbors are dead. So, I was thinking of purchasing it for one-fifth of its market value.”

The old priest fell silent for a while, then slowly said, “Is that so? But isn’t one-fifth a little too low?”

Byrne shook his head, his expression serious, and continued,

“To express gratitude for the significant role the Tempest Church played in this incident, the Fischer family is willing to donate a portion of money for the repair of the church and another portion for disaster relief.”

“Hmm, then it’s a deal.” This time the old priest had no further questions.

“By the way,”

he suddenly remembered something, his weary voice filled with exhaustion,

“In two days, the Assistant Priest to the Tempest Bishop should arrive in Nasir. You should come to the church then; that personage will have some questions for you.”

“Hmm, got it,” Byrne nodded his head.

He was aware that the Assistant Priest to the Tempest Bishop essentially held the position of the bishop’s deputy and was a high-ranking church dignitary far beyond the old priest.

After leaving the church, Byrne, with a solemn expression, went to the Daybreak Orphanage.

There were some new children in the orphanage, but of particular interest to the Fischer family was a ten-year-old boy named Erik Ramon.

He was Hugh’s son, Old Ramon’s grandson, a boy with lifeless, vacant eyes and brown short hair, appearing dim-witted, always biting his fingers.

Hugh had died, the inarticulate and robust-blacksmith, who had been drinking at a merchant’s house in the North City District that night, having no chance to escape when the event occurred. No one knew what he was thinking in his last moments.

Once the Fischer family learned of Erik’s circumstances, they immediately brought him to the orphanage.

The blacksmiths, who were also known to be utterly trustworthy, agreed to entrust Hugh’s son to the care of the Fischer family, while they would temporarily take over the blacksmith shop.

With Irene acting as the notary, once Erik grew up, the blacksmiths would hand over the entire shop back to him.

However, they soon realized that Erik, who was a little slow to begin with, became somewhat dull-witted upon learning of his father’s death, a great shock to him.

It wasn’t a physical illness, and even Irene was unable to cure him.