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Chapter 490: Sigrid Prepares to be a Courier
Chapter 490: Sigrid Prepares to be a Courier
Mid-May in the southern hemisphere, in the gigantic nation of the Krise Empire on the southern map of the South Continent, the capital, Brillerda.
No one noticed that during this warm and bright season for the city, deep underground, an ancient city was slowly awakening.
If one were permitted to traverse the long and gloomy path, they would find themselves in a black palace at the very heart of this hidden realm.
Within the palace, a figure walked, their footsteps echoing rhythmically on the carpeted floor.
He wore a deep green scholar's robe, a hat upon his head, his hair and beard neatly trimmed, giving him an air of refinement as if he had never experienced battle.
The dim light from the lamp he carried cast long shadows on him and the surroundings.
He reached the massive black iron doors of the council chamber and pushed them open.
The grand hall was dimly lit, with candles along the edges providing a faint glow that reached up to the lofty ceiling. At the far end of the carpeted floor stood a long banquet table, and on either side were high-backed chairs that resembled thrones, each engraved with a gemstone totem corresponding to its owner.
Only the seventh and eighth chairs were occupied, and the occupants awaited the newcomer.
"Decayed Bishop Farmer," said the Marquise of Heritier, her voice cold and distant, as she sat in the seventh chair.
"I have completed the task you assigned me," replied the man in the green robe, opening his briefcase and carefully placing a sealed test tube on the table.
Despite the simplicity of this action, it caused both Vampire Marquises to become more vigilant, as they knew that any sign of danger from Farmer would result in immediate retaliation.
The still test tube contained a terrifying alchemical creature, and should Farmer break it within the palace, the consequences would be dire.
A moment later, Marquise Heritier lifted her hand, taking the test tube and examining it briefly before nodding.
"We will fulfill our promise in the near future. At that time, lead the Decayed Branch and become an official member of the Krise Empire."
Across the table, in the eighth chair, sat the robust figure of Marquis Somerset, who spoke to Farmer with a hint of arrogant pride.
"Hmph, I look forward to it," Farmer replied, a calm yet powerful smile on his face.
Currently, within the Krise Empire, in addition to the ninth-rank Vampire Dukes and the eighth-rank Vampire Marquises, there were also two Cardinal Bishops of the Resurrection Church who had formed an alliance with them.
Furthermore, a large portion of the Empire's generals was under their control, and soon, they would be able to initiate their plan to purge internal obstacles and accelerate their infiltration.
"However, was it really necessary to go to such lengths to kill Migaya's daughter? Even with an eighth-rank protector, she is now undoubtedly doomed." Farmer asked, his interest apparent.
Previously, the Vampires had even enlisted the help of the Resurrection Church, but unfortunately, both Bishop Ivanoth's people and Farmer's own Decayed Branch had failed in their attempts.
In the past six months, the Vampire's bane, Duchess Hiberian, had disappeared without a trace.
This had prompted the Vampires, who had been hiding in the shadows, to take matters into their own hands, willing to pay a hefty price to eliminate the fragile young woman.
"The more we fail to kill that half-breed demon, the less anxious the eighth-rank demon becomes. Her rate of evolution is absurd, and if we let her continue to hide and cultivate within the Krise Empire, the next time she attacks us, she might be a ninth-rank." Marquis Somerset sighed.
Ever since they had captured Duke Migaya, the silver-haired demoness had not rested. She tortured and interrogated captured Vampires, even discovering the location of their underground palace.
However, as long as they could instill intense hatred within her, no matter how she grew, she would never be a match for their current strongest combatant, the third progenitor, Duke Lasharl.
Duke Lasharl's authority, [Blood Mind Control], was the pinnacle of spiritual magic and illusion magic. The stronger the enemy's negative emotions, the easier it was for Duke Lasharl to find cracks in their mental defenses and exert complete mental control and brainwashing.
But the threat of the silver-haired demon was not the primary reason for wanting Duchess Hiberian dead.
The true significance of the duchess's death lay in shattering Duke Migaya's psychological defenses.
Only then could they turn him into their slave and force him to hand over all his unique magic.
Duke Migaya's dark magic was simply too useful for the Vampires to pass up.
"Even during the day, she can serve as a protective umbrella for the Blood Clan."
"If we can find the Ninth Progenitor, Marquess Bernhard, we can have him absorb Migaya and maximize her benefits."
"Oh? Is she stronger than me?"
Decayed Bishop Farmer's interest was piqued by Heritier's words.
"Not yet. But the next time she appears, it's anyone's guess."
Marquise Heritier replied to Farmer's seemingly humble yet extremely confident question.
Each of the Cardinal Bishops of the Resurrection Church was indeed incredibly powerful, and Heritier had never encountered such a formidable human force in any era.
If it weren't for the vampires' immortality, they wouldn't dare provoke the mysterious Resurrection Church so easily.
"So strong, huh?"
Decayed Bishop Farmer nodded, his eyes gleaming with increased interest. He seemed eager to find an opportunity to capture this gifted demon and add her to his laboratory collection.
Farmer closed his briefcase and donned his hat with one hand, preparing to turn and leave. Just then, he heard Marquise Heritier's voice calling out to him once more.
"By the way, has there been any news from the Resurrection Church lately?"
"You're asking me?"
Farmer smiled and pointed to himself. It was unusual for a vampire astrologer to inquire about his intelligence.
"... "
Marquise Heritier didn't bother to repeat herself; her gaze conveyed that she wasn't joking.
The Prophet from the Northern Continent had already begun to interfere with her affairs.
Intelligence from both locations was often delayed and difficult to verify, and recently, there had been obscure influences on her observations.
Gathering as much current intelligence as possible would also help her calibrate her next observation.
"There seems to have been a change in the bishop on the Northern Continent," Farmer replied after a moment's thought.
"Who emerged victorious?"
Heritier only cared about the winner, never the loser.
"... "
Decayed Bishop Farmer shook his head.
Based on the vague divine writings, they could only decipher the general meaning; the true identity of the victor remained a mystery.
...
Meanwhile, on the Northern Continent, within the Protoss Empire.
The towering skyscrapers of Hellrom shone brightly, ancient churches coexisted with other-dimensional floating roads, and the night sky was not only deep blue but occasionally glowed with golden fireflies, reflecting the city like a mirror.
In a private collection on the top floor of a building in the city center, Sigrid leaned quietly against a chair, gazing out the window.
"Bishop, I'm heading back now."
Gloria stood at the door, bidding farewell.
After a while.
"Oh, okay."
Sigrid responded absentmindedly.
"... "
Hearing the bishop's uninterested reply, Gloria, who had intended to say something, quietly closed the door and left.
Indeed, every day was busy. As Bishop Gloria, the administrative secretary, her days had become equally hectic.
For them, being busy was a good sign—it meant the Protoss Empire needed them, and the Tyrant Heaven branch was becoming increasingly integral to the empire.
Not only was their reputation among the citizens of the Protoss Empire rising daily, but many of Lockey McCassy's supporters were also willing to direct their enthusiasm toward their Tyrant Heaven branch. More importantly, the Great Sage Yissi had chosen to trust Bishop Sigrid of the Tyrant Heaven Church as a comrade-in-arms.
Even during the pursuit of Duke Morotian, Yissi had already guessed the identities of Sigrid's three demon summons, and after receiving Sigrid's confession, Yissi agreed to help release the three subordinates who had disguised their identities and were imprisoned in the Hellrom prison.
However, Gloria knew that the bishop's fatigue wasn't due to work.
In the collection room.
After Gloria closed the door, Sigrid remained seated alone in the empty room, quietly gazing at the night sky.
No one knew how long she had been lost in thought.
"Oh, I still have his Saint's Proof."
Sigrid seemed to remember something.
She had been so busy lately that she had forgotten that when they were in the northern snowy province, Lanchi had temporarily given her his Saint's Proof—the Saint's Proof of Destruction—to disguise herself as the Saint of Destruction and help her pass through the Box Mountain Province's station blockade.
Sigrid hesitated for a moment before taking out her Bishop's Proof—the Proof of Hegemony.
Usually, she wouldn't take out her Bishop's Proof.
But now, as she sat alone, she thought of someone and felt like looking at the item he had left with her.
Remembering the first time she saw him, this Bishop's Proof surprised him a little bit.
"Huh?"
Sigrid looked at the silver moon crown in her hand, which was glowing with an orange light, and sounded confused.
According to the rules of the Life-and-Death Arena, after she defeated Bishop Askesun of the Extinction Branch, her Bishop's Proof should have been upgraded to a double-vote Bishop's Proof.
Now, her Bishop's Saint Seal, which was originally shaped like a silver moon crown, had somehow transformed into a design with the sun and moon shining together.
Even though her own 【Proof of Resurrection - Hegemony】 hadn't changed, why had her 【Bishop's Proof - Hegemony】 transformed?
It wasn't until Sigrid gently pried it apart that she realized that the new Saint Seal had split into two Saint Seals.
"Wow, no way!"
In a panic, she quickly put the two Saint Seals in her left and right hands together, and they returned to their original form.
"Phew—"
Sigrid breathed a sigh of relief.
She had just been scared that she had used too much strength and broken the Bishop's Proof.
After calming down and examining it closely, she discovered that the two Saint Seals could be fitted together like keys and could also be separated into two distinct Saint Seals.
So Sigrid once again separated the Saint Seals and looked at her left and right hands.
In addition to her original silver moon crown, the other one looked like a radiant sun crown.
【Bishop's Proof - Frenzy Love】
【Category: Equipment Card】
【Grade: Orange Epic】
【Attribute: Link】
【Class: 0】
【Effect: Identity certificate of the Frenzy Love Bishop, also usable by the Hegemony Bishop. Can create Frenzy Love Branch Resurrection Proofs of all levels, deals special damage and has a deterrence attribute against lower-level Resurrection Proof holders, can locate the approximate position of Priests of the same branch, and can distinguish the authenticity of Resurrection Proofs displayed by other branches. Can open the Bishop's Council Chamber, Life-and-Death Arena, and Bishop's Voting Ceremony.】
【Note: Holder, Sigrid Novia.】
"What is a Frenzy Love Bishop?"
Sigrid looked at this radiant sun crown in confusion and then realized that she couldn't find Lanchi's 【Saint's Proof - Hegemony】 anywhere.
She gradually became stagnant.
"No way, does that mean he's also become a Cardinal Bishop like me?"
Sigrid muttered, her mind wandering as she put down the two Saint Seals in her hands.
It seemed that during that Life-and-Death Arena, because she and the Holy Son were judged to have defeated Askesun together, it ultimately led to her Bishop's Proof transforming like this!
Originally, the Life-and-Death Arena, a direct challenge between Bishops, was absolutely incompatible with the normal route of Bishop promotion. But it seemed that because of her and the Holy Son's operation, it had resulted in an unprecedented error in the Bishop's Proof judgment!
She frowned, deep in thought.
Although Lanchi didn't have a Bishop's Proof on him now, he was indeed a Bishop.
The United Parliament of the Southern Continent Kingdom possessed a unique ancient artifact that could detect the general movements of the Cardinal Bishops of the Resurrection Church, which was why they had been able to guard against the Cardinal Bishops for so long.
However, if Lanchi had become a new Cardinal Bishop and he didn't know it himself,
The people of the Southern Continent would discover that there was a super fierce Bishop running amok in the Kingdom of Hutton, riding the Kingdom of Hutton's face.
Then, the Resurrection Church and the Fate Goddess Church would rack their brains and still be unable to figure out who this Cardinal Bishop was!
But there shouldn't be any major problems.
Unless the peaceful and stable Southern Continent suddenly goes to war, and Lanchi runs around everywhere, it may cause a situation where all countries don't know why a Cardinal Bishop suddenly infiltrates their rear, unable to gauge his strength, and messes up the plans of all parties.
"Well, I'll find an opportunity to go to the Southern Continent and return the Bishop's Proof to him."
Although she could use it herself, she always felt that since they were a pair, it would be better for each of them to have one.
Before that, the Protoss Empire of the Northern Continent still needed her, and at least she had to wait until the alliance with the Kingdom of Aether Taiwan was successfully established before she could leave.
A round trip to the Southern Continent would take at least two months, and the Protoss Empire couldn't afford to let her leave for that long.
But... a year is too long. If I can visit the Southern Continent and see him in the middle, it would be somewhat acceptable.
It felt like the days wouldn't be so difficult to get through.
Sigrid held the two Saint Seals high, looking at the colorful museum through their glow, her eyes sparkling with joy, and a sweet smile playing on her lips.
(End of Chapter)
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