Chapter 45: A New Task

Chapter 45: A New Task

Emlyn vaguely sensed that there might be certain abnormalities with the Earth and Moon Beyonder pathways, but he did not raise the question directly with Archbishop Loreto.

He looks like he wouldn’t answer… I’ll wait until the next Tarot Gathering and ask The World or The Hanged Man… As Emlyn nodded almost imperceptibly to show that he already understood the distinction between those who received God’s Grace and those favored by God, he muttered silently to himself.

He did not consider seeking an answer from Mr. Fool. In his view, the corresponding problem should not be too great and did not warrant that. After all, the sanguine dukes, marquises, and earls were all still alive and well, and no particularly negative rumors had spread from the Church of Earth Mother.

At the same time, the guess he had just formed also made Emlyn think of the Primordial Moon, an existence he did not know whether to classify as an evil god or a high-level devil in disguise. It clearly possessed influence over the Moon pathway, and it had once caused quite a few sanguine who prayed to it to lose control on the spot, turning into monsters that knew only mating and reproduction.

Emlyn suspected that this was one of the evil existences bestowing false revelations and false oracles.

Seeing that he asked no further questions, Loreto put away the document in his hand. After thinking briefly, he said,

“These are the matters that require special attention.

“In addition, the Pontiff hopes that you can establish three to five Beyonder teams in Backlund with the sanguine as their core.”

“The Church of Evernight and the Church of Storms have no objections?” Emlyn had always been law-abiding. At most, he had gone to hospitals to secretly drink a little blood. Subconsciously, he raised his doubt.

Loreto smiled benevolently.

“This is precisely what they requested.

“With the overwhelming majority of the Church of Steam’s forces withdrawing, Loen’s official Beyonders are in considerable shortage.

“Although the Church of Evernight and the Church of Storms have also incorporated a group of Machinery Hivemind members and low-ranking clergy who were unwilling to leave Loen, that is ultimately only a small number. Furthermore, they must also take into account the cleanup in Feysac and the maintenance of Churches in the overseas colonies that have gained independence. Therefore, they hope that we can provide a certain amount of assistance.

“This brings no small benefit to our missionary work in Loen. However, you must remember that here, we must be restrained enough. We cannot preach on a large scale. Remaining at the same level as the remnants of the Church of Steam is enough. Of course, for a very long time, our number of believers will be unable to catch up with the current Church of Steam. This will require the effort of one generation, two generations, or even three generations.”

Right. Maintaining the current scale and developing only to a certain degree is enough… Preaching on a large scale is such a hassle… Emlyn breathed out in relief and calmly replied,

“All right.”

…

In the Sonia Sea, at Bayam, the City of Generosity.

Alger wore a bishop’s robe embroidered with symbols of lightning and waves, with a metal Storm Sacred Emblem on his chest. He stood atop a seaside mountain peak, gazing beyond the island’s forest.

There, far fewer trees remained. The surrounding hills and small mountains had been flattened one after another, revealing a hidden harbor.

It was the private harbor that had once belonged to the resistance army. Its scale naturally could not compare with Bayam’s harbor, but it was still of moderate size and enough to sustain the livelihood of many people.

At this moment, near the harbor, a city built in a bold, rough style had already taken initial shape. It was not large, perhaps only one-fifth the size of Bayam, or even less.

In its center stood two towers side by side. One had a dome, while the other…