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Chapter 386: Lanchi Always Overachieves
Chapter 386: Lanchi Always Overachieves
In the late hours of the night, within the stately mansion's reception hall, the women seated on the sofa wore expressions that were usually solemn and calm.
However, as an awkward question was exposed, the final words echoed and dissipated within the room, and all eyes met briefly before quickly averting, avoiding direct eye contact. This was followed by an unexpected silence.
"..."
Standing by the side of the room next to a magic projection crystal screen, Lanchi had been about to continue discussing the details of the transaction. But now, due to the states of Sigrid and Shubelian, he could only temporarily pause.
For a short while, no one was willing to break the stalemate, and no one wanted to be the first to speak.
Perhaps Sigrid and Shubelian needed a little time to calm down; even the antique pendulum clock on the wall seemed to slow its rhythm, its ticking sounding particularly out of place in the oppressive silence.
Earlier, both of them had been too absolute in their angry words.
Now that they had to work together, they both felt a loss of face.
"Ahem."
Lanchi cleared his throat softly, attempting to cover the unbearable awkwardness with a new topic.
"So, is the goal of the Church of the Goddess of Fate to rescue the Great Demon Tribe and then have them join forces with the Kingdom of Aithailand?"
Lanchi asked, looking at Shubelian for confirmation.
"Yes..."
Shuberian had never intended to let the Church of Resurrection know about her actions. Unexpectedly, the Church of Resurrection's Batian branch, in its effort to deal with the Extinction branch, had aligned its goals with those of the Church of the Goddess of Fate.
If everyone wanted to rescue the Great Demon Tribe, then things would become simple again.
"It seems that our motives are similar," Lanchi said slowly. "We also do not wish for the Protoss Empire and the countries in the northwest to go to war. Only the Extinction branch and its backers hope for the spread of war. Apart from rescuing the Great Demon Tribe from Herlom Prison, the Church of the Goddess of Fate will probably have to continue cooperating with the Batian branch to strive to stop this turmoil."
Sigrid remained silent. If she could become the decision-maker for the Church of Resurrection in the Protoss Empire, she would naturally hope that the empire would not be harmed by war.
If cooperating with the Church of the Goddess of Fate could achieve greater benefits, she would not hesitate to make that choice.
"I will help you liaise with the Church of the Goddess of Fate," Shubelian said with difficulty.
She didn't know if it was the absurdity of the situation or her own doing, but the only thing she could be sure of was that what she was doing was right and that she was not betraying her teacher's trust.
Shubelian never would have dreamed that—
The solo hell-level mission she had undertaken in the imperial capital of Herlom would transform into a massive team effort.
It would require the assistance of an entire branch of the Church of Resurrection.
Every step of the way was unlike what the Ice and Snow Witch had predicted.
The Ice and Snow Witch had told her that this imperial adventure was her divine test. Normally, the church would not assign such a dangerous task to a novice priestess, but Shubelian's mission was indeed of a difficulty level set by the high-ranking clergy.
As long as Shubelian could complete it, during the divine prayer ceremony, her contribution would surely enable her to be promoted to a higher divine rank. Not only would the church's emblem be upgraded, but her own faith attribute would also be greatly amplified by a higher-grade church certificate. In the future, if she wanted to engrave a divine rank when she broke through the seventh rank, the emblem of the Church of the Goddess of Fate could also serve as an excellent material.
Shubelian's greatest dream was to become a noble priestess recognized by all, and now the opportunity lay before her. She was well aware that difficulty and reward were equivalent, and she was prepared for what lay ahead.
However, as it stands, she was sent to the Protoss Empire, spent seven comfortable days in the Milford Territory, and along the way, the Extinction branch was mysteriously dispersed. Upon arriving at the already-controlled Protoss Royal Magic Academy, there was no need to compete with the top young geniuses of the Protoss Empire. Eventually, for the prison-break plan, she even had the help of the Batian branch!
Shubelian began to feel a little guilty.
If she achieved the position of a high-ranking priestess in the Church of the Goddess of Fate so effortlessly and was then praised by all, she would blush with embarrassment...
"Sigrid, it's okay for us to assist her with all our strength, right?"
Lanchi asked Sigrid, who had remained silent for half the day.
"It's your call."
Sigrid's response was exceptionally brief.
Shubelian glanced at the woman.
Based on her conversation with Lanchi and the way she addressed him, it seemed highly likely that she was the Batian Saintess, and her strength matched that assumption as well.
Just like how Ivanoth, the Destruction Bishop of the Southern Continent, had taken in a Destruction Son and a Destruction Saintess, it seemed as though he was grooming them as a pair.
But Shubelian would never agree to that. Once everything was settled, she would definitely bring Lanchi back to the Southern Continent and not let him hang around with the Batian branch anymore.
As for that terrifying Batian Pope, if she tried to stop them, Shubelian would risk her life to escape with Lanchi.
"In the plan to lure the Great Demon Tribe that the Batian branch conceived, the biggest problem is the candidate. Now that you're here, the problem of the candidate is solved."
Lanchi looked at Shubelian, pleading.
"No problem."
Hearing this, Shubelian nodded.
She had intended to go to the prison herself.
"Gloria, do you have the architectural drawings of Herlom Prison here?"
Lanchi turned to Gloria, who was standing behind the sofa.
She nodded and took out a drawing from a hidden compartment in the coffee table. This afternoon, after the Saint mentioned the target, the Bishop ordered her to collect some things that might be useful. Indeed, whatever the Saint wanted, the Bishop had predicted.
Lanchi took the drawing, spread it out on the coffee table, picked up a pen from his collar, and began marking key nodes.
"In three days, I will meet with Bakkus, the warden of Herlom Prison, to discuss important official business here at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy. I will try to stall him for as long as possible, so there will be at least half a day when Herlom Prison will be without a warden. At that time, I will also arrange for trustworthy direct subordinates from the Batian branch to become our students and accompany you to the prison. Once you find the Great Demon Tribe, the direct subordinate will swap identities with the Great Demon Tribe, with the subordinate temporarily staying in the prison in their place, and you can then bring the Great Demon Tribe out in broad daylight as if they were our student."
Lanchi continued to share the preparations and intelligence of the Batian branch with Shubelian, his expression extremely serious.
As he explained, he would look at Shubelian from time to time, indicating the various key points to her.
"......?"
Shubelian looked at Lanchi, who was acting like a seasoned professional, full of questions.
Lanchi's words were well-organized and premeditated, giving her the feeling that this was a professional at work, someone with extensive experience in this field.
Was he too immersed in his role, or was he just being himself? Or had he perhaps perfectly integrated into the Batian branch over these two months?
(End of Chapter)
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