Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 569: Fate is a piece of shit
When the full moon in the sky suddenly bloomed, the moon on the clouds had already hidden behind the thick clouds.

This is the darkest day in the northern sky every autumn.

The clouds are thick and the stars and the moon are dim.

Until the big storm blew everything away, leaving only the light wind, clear clouds, shining stars and bright moon.

This is the day of the year when the night is the darkest in the North.

In the myths and legends of the North, this day is the rest day of the Goddess of Darkness... But there are also some rumors that say that a long, long time ago, the Dark Day was actually in winter.

However, a little pet that the Dark Night Goddess loved died on this day, so she was unwilling to continue shining the starry sky on this day. From then on, the Dark Day turned into Autumn.

Although this is a bit funny, after all, in the south, the dark days are actually in winter.

But for some reason, everyone assumes that this is the real reason.

Perhaps, because the gossip about the gods is not about their own gods, people will believe it more?

On such pitch-dark days, basically no one would choose to go out in the dark... Although it is possible to walk with a torch or a candle, the feeling of darkness makes people very uncomfortable.

So, even though it was bustling outside the Storm Church tonight, not many people from the North actually participated in it.

Everyone still chooses to rest at home and wait for the storm to hit in the early hours of tomorrow morning.

That is the god of the North.
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"Sure enough, there is only the bright moon, in the sky, on the ground, in the water... Heh~
Fortunately, I have already enjoyed the brightest moonlight this year, so I don't have to leave with this illusion." Priest Schroeder looked at the sky and gently adjusted his robe. "It's a pity that I can't see the scenery after the storm."

"Master Priest..." Blair nervously grasped the priest hammer in his hand, "I..."

"You stay in the church, Blair." Priest Schroeder turned to look at him, "I didn't bring you here to let you follow me to die.

The only one you can devote your life to is the great Lord of Storms.

I... for me, it's not possible, it's even more impossible!"

"But!" Blair said hurriedly, "If there is no sign of Scroll Mountain, there must be a more terrifying existence!

Do you really want to throw that thing away?"

"Guess why he let me lose this time?" Priest Schroeder hinted, "Blair, those foreign beings always want to deal with the sun, moon, earth and storms the most.

Something that can be praised by human hearts can also be easily trampled upon by humans...

As long as the gods of this world are deprived of the ability to make their own voices heard, faith is nothing more than a knife in the hands of others, and they can be trampled on however they want.

The power of Scroll Mountain lies in the fact that the whole world recognizes its existence.

However, only those who are powerful in themselves and do not need any recognition from any secular creatures are the targets they want to attack.

My Lord is naturally the most valued one among them, followed by Dark Night.

No matter how inappropriate the goddess's behavior is, she is indeed only second to my Lord.

Heh~ Regardless of whether I am willing or not, as long as I, the High Priest of Storm, throw out poison that can harm the Goddess of Darkness, it is...

Not to mention, on gloomy days, it is indeed easy for the other party to act impulsively.

Ah~ don't look at me like that. My delusional thoughts are not caused by those lovely little stories in the North.

I am well aware that the number of dark days is always different in different places due to the different positions on the planet.

But, Blair, you need to see more of the world, not just the North.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the dim days are like a string of bright lights that gradually go out and then light up again.

In other words, the night pearl was collected, cleaned and then released again and again.

Although it is essentially the same bright moon, it can be strung together into a string of pearls on another level.

Although the North belongs to the North, the Ice Kingdom has always felt that it has the right to the territory. Even though it is so weak, it has never given up the pursuit of the North... In fact, there is a reason for this.

At Montes Castle, you can also see today's dark moon and extinguished stars.

But outside the entrance to the north, you can see the stars and the moon, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Therefore, if we really follow the rules before the fall of the gods, the North does belong to the same dimension as the Ice Kingdom.

Just like, the radiance of this first pearl... hehe~
But what should it be?

Since the North can belong to the North, can the Ice Kingdom also belong to it?

Blair, the Ice Kingdom's vigilance against the Northland Kingdom actually makes sense.

From the very beginning, we showed strong ambition and aggressiveness.

To put it bluntly, before the Ice Kingdom was established, the Northern Kingdom was planning to turn that vast piece of land that was not suitable for nation building into our country's frontier territory.

During the White Dragon Plague, we had no choice but to turn magical creatures into part of the country, and that meant we had to consider many future inconveniences.

Just like the Wind Wolf Mountains under Gezaar’s control back then… I can control it so easily, and it’s not just the Storm Nobles who are helping.

Who can accept that there is such a large area of fertile land in the inland area that cannot be developed?
With so many mineral resources, even Gezar, who nominally owns the property, is not qualified to touch them and can only choose to steal them.

They are so rich, but... it's all in name only.

Originally, according to the plan of His Majesty the King, the magical creatures on the ice field should have belonged to our country.

When humans and them have conflicts over living areas again and again, most of the magical creatures that can communicate will give in. You should have seen the choice of the Wind Wolf.

However, it is a pity that... due to some inexplicable prophecies, the Ice Country, which should not have appeared, actually appeared!

But our northern border has been extending northwards as planned from the beginning!

Who can be blamed?
Fate is such a funny shit, even more shitty than the Ice Dog King."

He straightened his dark blue silk priest robe once again, hung the Storm Hammer that had been with him for sixty years around his waist, and stuffed a bronze metal holy book into his chest... That was the first holy book he got when he was promoted to a priest.

After he became the chief priest of the Northland, he had always held in his hands the blue crystal holy book that enabled him to grow rapidly... He had not opened the original book for thirty years.

It was not until High Priest Schroeder was knocked off the altar of the main temple that he was shocked to discover that the Crystal Holy Book belonged to the High Priest of the North.

When he leaves the altar, nature will leave him.

Even though the old man from the McMillan family, whom he looked down upon, was so incompetent, he was still able to open it on the altar.

The only thing that belonged to him was the bronze scripture.

In fact, from that time on, Priest Schroeder had already vaguely realized his own stupidity.

But he still threw away his calmness and clarity and chose to continue struggling... For sixty years! He had always been the victorious one, so why couldn't he continue to defeat everything?

Unfortunately, his Lord was not willing to forgive him.

But the Lord is just.

Remember his mistakes and also remember his piety.

No, don't give him any chance at all.

High Priest Schroeder suddenly thought of some people in the main temple...those guys who were still struggling, probably, didn't even have a chance like him?
God is indeed fair, but also... ruthless.

The Lord does not care who made the mistake or why.

He is still lucky, at least he has a chance to repent, isn't he?

Priest Schroeder slowly put on a pair of thin gloves and gently picked up the scroll-like object: "Blair, you are very good, so don't forget it!
Don't be who I am today.

remember! "

Blair grabbed his priest hammer and bowed quietly: "Yes! Master Priest."
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"Ms. Celestia!"

Celestia, who was standing far away from the church, turned back in surprise.

The disheveled wizard clutched a piece of paper and shouted incoherently, "Ms. Celestia! Something terrible has happened! The deputy high priest...suddenly died!"

"What! Oops!"

As Celestia turned around, a violent roar erupted outside the Storm Cathedral behind her.

The red light all over the sky lit up the night sky, tore apart the bright moon on the ground, and then violently rushed towards the dim moonlight in the sky.

A huge scroll suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the red flames.

However, the scroll was clearly not strong enough and only lasted a few minutes before its four corners caught fire.

"So useless..." Toronto muttered to himself while looking at the sky.

Evelyn Costa, who was leaning against the wall with her arms folded, stretched out a leg and kicked hard.

"Ah!" Toronto jumped up, "What are you doing? It's not over yet!

I didn’t say…”

"Who do you want to talk about?" Evelyn Costa asked him warningly, "Have a little fear of the gods!"

Toronto finally realized that this place was probably the focus of the whole world's attention.

After all, this is the first time in all these years that an enemy has directly attacked Dark Night.

He blinked, still a little confused: "Why is it fire?

Water and poison are both normal, why is it fire?

Where did it come from!
Isn't it the sun that provides the fire in our world?"

Evelyn Costa said in a deep voice: “So, this is not just for the Dark Night!

If he succeeds... the sun will follow..."

She pursed her lips, unwilling to say anything bad.

Finally, he just shook his head and said, "I know the rain is probably a cover, but really... how can it be so different!
Priest Schroeder, I guess, has no chance at all."

Toronto didn't say anything, he guessed the person behind the rain.

The Lord of Knowledge probably thought so, otherwise why would he use a scroll with the concept of paper to intercept.

It's not like he only has this kind of magic.

(End of this chapter)