Chapter 603 (1/2)

Chapter 603: Prelude to Battle

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

Zero stood on the top floor of the Tower of Babel and peered down at the bustling Holy City of Hermes.

The number of church believers who came to the highland this year had doubled from the previous year, so had that of the new Judgement Army. The Kingdom of Everwinter alone supplied close to 20,000 people to the church. This allowed the manpower lost in the battles against demonic beasts and the Kingdom of Wolfheart to be quickly replenished. In fact, the numbers now exceeded that of before the war.

In a way, the only right decision that His Holiness O’Brien could make now was to unify the four kingdoms. Should Kingdom of Graycastle and Kingdom of Dawn fall into the hands of Holy City, the church would undoubtedly reach greater heights than ever before.

However, this was not enough for Zero. She felt that while the church would be more than capable of governing the secular kingdoms, it would still not be able to compare with the Union, which owned fertile plains.

The church will have to do more if it desires victory in the Battle of Divine Will.

“Isn’t it supposed to be Isabella’s turn?” Zero suddenly heard Tayfun’s voice from behind her. She turned around and saw the three archbishops enter the hall.

“His Holiness has sent her to Kingdom of Dawn on a monitoring mission.” She bowed slightly to pay her respects. “I’ll be hosting the meeting in her place today.”

“Is Supreme Pontiff really so busy?” El shrugged her shoulders. “No time to see us even?”

“Be careful with your attitude, El.” Soli Daal frowned. “His Holiness has his own plans. You have no right to question him.”

“I wasn’t being serious.”

“Considering his position, he’s indeed very busy.” Tayfun laughed. “When His Holiness O’Brien was still around, I often heard Mayne and Heather complain like this too.”

“Indeed so.” Zero beckoned to the three archbishops to follow her. Then she walked over to the small table in front of the window and said, “Let’s hold the meeting here.”

“Not in the secret chamber?”

“The church’s situation is fantastic right now. Who would dare to eavesdrop on us and divulge what we say?” Zero replied calmly. “Even the most obstinate nobles know which side to pick.”

“But there will always be people who like to go against the flow.” Although Tayfun did not really approve her explanation, he did not insist on going to the secret chamber. Neither did the other two seem to mind.

“Are you referring to the fourth Prince of Graycastle?”

“Who else could I be talking about?” The old man sat down, drank a mouthful of tea, and grumbled on. “Our attempts to surround the Western Region have failed. Not only the pure witches but also the priests, have all come to run back to Hermes. This is utterly absurd!”

“It was His Holiness who allowed them to return,” Zero explained assuredly.

“You mean… Mayne?” Tayfun was surprised.

“When one step is slow, the other steps will be slow too.” She nodded. “Ever since Silverstrip was killed at Fallen Dragon Ridge, we’ve fallen behind Roland Wimbledon. As we only received the news three months after it happened, it was obvious that it would be too late to send out reinforcements. So, there’s no need to blame the pure witches. If they remained in Graycastle, they would have easily been targeted by Roland.”

“Is there really no need to punish them? I would have liked to take this opportunity to hone Emma’s temper.” Soli raised his eyebrows. “She’s always questioning my orders.”

“That means your orders have a lot of errors and contradictions for sure.” El quipped. “We all know that it’s very difficult for a Judgement Warrior to use his brain.”