Don't call me evil god

Chapter 768 The time has come
Stereotypes are so powerful.

Not everyone has the energy to investigate and understand what new changes have taken place in the three border territories.

Even for the aristocracy, many of their information sources came from the descriptions of merchants and travelers, with a lot of exaggeration, subjective conjecture, and rumors.

For example, the fall of Bishop Henry Tran.

When the news reached the royal capital.

The explanation given by the Church of the Light was that he had violated doctrine and used his bishop's authority to seek personal gain, which was a serious dereliction of duty. He had betrayed the faith of the Light and was removed from his position as bishop.

As for those who condone the cultists to plot conspiracies and cause disasters?
All of them were summed up in the word "dereliction of duty".

Most of the nobles in the royal capital imagined such a picture based on their imagination and the new Church of Knowledge that had recently emerged on the border.

"When the disaster broke out in Ceylon, Bishop Henry tried to make money like he did with the monster red tide in previous years, but he chose the wrong target."

"The nobles value their lives more than money, so they are willing to accept his suggestion and take the initiative to donate money to the church."

"On one side, you get paid to do the work, and on the other side, it's like paying for personal safety insurance. Both sides understand this tacitly."

"He dares to take money from those poor people in Ceylon who put their heads on their trousers and value money over their lives?"

"Otherwise, why would a few heroes from the Kingdom suddenly appear? They must have been the ones who exposed this matter!"

As for the kingdom's heroes' claim of "saving the dwarf stone fortress", they simply took it as an embarrassing boast from the king.

Dwarves are famous for their stubbornness and xenophobia, and their own strength is pretty good. Although there are not many top level 6 professionals, there are still quite a few level 5 and 4 professionals.

Are all those high-level dwarven professionals crazy? They actually need a few level 3s, oh, and that level 2 warrior named Lancelot to save their city?
It’s impossible just thinking about it!

Just flattering and creating hype!

Although this is a set of speculations that are far from the actual situation.

But it is consistent with the perception of the nobles in the western part of the kingdom.

that's enough.

Without seeing the truth with one's own eyes, people always tend to believe what they want to believe.

……

It’s not just the aristocrats who are affected by stereotypes.

There are also those guys who have been operating in the dark and doing things in a shady way.

A few days later.

Southwest of the royal capital.

A restaurant near the Glow Sanctuary.

The main business here is to sell Holy Communion, providing meals to believers who come to the holy place to worship or pray. There are also portable foods such as bread, cheese, and sausages for sale.

Some believers will buy some simple food here and take it home to share with their families. They feel that this place is close enough to the holy land and even the food will receive the grace and protection of the glory.

With the arrival of winter, restaurant business has been somewhat slow. Even in a prosperous place like the royal capital of Starosh, fewer people are willing to go out in winter, and as a result, restaurants, pubs and the like have become less popular.

A slightly fat middle-aged man with a thick scarf wrapped around his face and wearing a coat pushed the door and walked into the restaurant.

He first shook off the snowflakes on his clothes, and then walked straight towards the private room inside the restaurant.

"Hello, sir, please give me your coat and scarf. After you finish your meal, these things will be dried and cleaned, and they will be as good as if they were just sewn..." The waiter stepped forward and tried to help the middle-aged man take off his coat.

"No, thanks, I can do it myself later."

The man quickly waved his hand to reject the waiter's friendly offer of help.

He didn't want anyone to see his face.

The man walked all the way to the door of the box marked "Trajan" and knocked rhythmically several times.

“Ding, ding, ding, ding.”

A calm voice came from the room:

"Come in." The man quickly opened the door and walked inside.

There were already five people sitting in the room.

He is the first one.

The man untied the scarf wrapped around his face and confirmed hesitantly:

"Sir, is it really okay for us to meet here?"

"This is... right on the edge of the Holy Land of the God of Light."

The leader sitting at the head of the long table laughed.

"so what?"

"As long as you master the correct method, once you truly understand the source of the god's power, the method of deceiving him will become obvious."

"Forget about this place. Even if we meet in the church of the Holy Land of Glory, no one else will be able to find any flaws!"

The other people in the room laughed softly.

"Tell me about the situation over there. How are the preparations going?"

The fat man who had just sat down heard this and hurriedly straightened up and began to answer in awe:
"Sir, I have personally confirmed the situation at Stone Fort."

"Our friends who have unique beliefs do have ways to awaken or summon monsters artificially, and they can be commanded."

"Although they can only execute the simplest commands, they are already able to attack and destroy a target or area."

The leader nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, just as I expected!"

Then he turned his head and looked at another companion sitting next to him.

This man was very tall. Even just sitting there, he looked taller than the others.

"What about Ceylon?"

The companion gestured in the direction of the Holy Land of Glory with some helplessness, and then explained angrily:

"Everything was going smoothly, but unfortunately Henry Tran, that bastard who never gets things done but always makes things worse, somehow caused the incident that was supposed to break out during the monster red tide to happen half a year earlier for his own little calculations! The emergency response was a complete mess, and he even got himself into trouble!"

"The Ceylon leader has been out of control recently. I'm afraid we can't rely on him."

"Fortunately, you had the foresight to arrange a backup plan in advance."

"The bishop and the commander of the legion of Kalezi were successfully replaced by our people two years ago. They will bring people to cooperate with us when needed."

The leader tolerantly comforted his companions: "It's okay."

“The fewer people who know a secret, the less likely it is to be leaked.”

"Whether it's Henry Tran, Bishop Skate of Green Harbor, or the supervisory priests who follow their orders."

"They knew nothing and just followed the instructions given to them. It's normal for them to have different understandings."

"As long as the plan is completed, let alone losing a few bishops, it will be worth it even if we give up all the manpower we have accumulated over the years!"

"The time is about to come. Friends with unique beliefs told me that next year's red tide of monsters will be the best opportunity. This will be the most active and chaotic year for the void in the past 20 years. Even if we don't take action, they will put their plans into action."

Another companion frowned slightly and spoke softly, a female voice.

"Do we really want to let those friends with unique beliefs do what they want? What if a disaster breaks out and things get out of control?"

The leading man laughed.

"They are just tools to help us achieve our goals."

"The real initiative is in our own hands. How can we tolerate their reckless behavior?"

"Once we complete our plan, they will be the first ones to be liquidated and dealt with!"

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(End of this chapter)