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Chapter 507: Lanchi, the Master Tactician
Chapter 507: Lanchi, the Master Tactician
Outside the carriage window, the sky darkened, and within the enclosed space, magic muffled all sound, making the air feel oppressively stagnant.
"Then what can I do?" Elaine murmured, her gaze downcast.
The price of betraying Bishop Destruction was something she would rather die than endure.
"If I'm not mistaken, your happy life was probably destroyed by Ivanoss when you were a child, and you climbed your way up from the pile of corpses, step by step, to reach your current position, right?"
Based on what Lanchi had learned about the past experiences of the Destruction Branch's direct soldiers and the way Bishop Destruction Ivanoss cultivated his high priests, he could be certain that the vast majority of those willing to be loyal to Ivanoss were deeply dominated by fear.
This was obviously an incorrect approach to managing a team.
"Yes..."
Elaine nodded, her eyes filled with despair, but a smile that seemed on the verge of breaking through held a hint of expectation for release.
She wasn't afraid of death, but she was terrified of Ivanoss.
Just thinking of that figure made her mind shy away from any thoughts of defying his orders.
"My life is over," Elaine said, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading, as if hoping that the other party would stop talking about such things.
Just hearing words that encouraged her to betray the Bishop of Destruction was an unforgivable sin.
However...
Lanchi nodded.
"Then have you ever considered killing yourself in another way and starting a new life?" he asked.
"... "
Hyberrian glanced at Lanchi, unsure of what was to come after this classic opening line.
She no longer wanted to listen to what the two of them had to discuss.
"Unshakable... the tragic end of those who tried to escape the Destruction Branch before..."
Elaine's eyes were bloodshot as she hugged her head, her fear deepening due to the alluring humming sounds occasionally emitted by the Great Lover Poet.
"But didn't Phoenix escape successfully? His sister is now a student of the Great Cardinal Loren, with a bright future ahead of her, and after his release, he will also begin a new life in Icelyte."
Lanchi inquired.
Hearing this, Elaine hesitated for a moment.
She did know of a direct soldier named Phoenix who had managed to escape.
But that was with the help of a powerful ally who had also rescued Phoenix's sister.
And how could such an opportunity present itself to her?
"... I don't have that chance. It's too late to defect to the Great Cardinal, and I dare not," Elaine said, her slightly brightened eyes quickly dimming again as she vigorously shook her head.
For souls as steeped in sin as theirs, it was Ivanoss who provided them with a place to belong. The Great Cardinal Loren was too dazzling, like a flame, making them afraid to draw close.
"Then what about a woman who is stronger, more vigorous, and more dominant than Bishop Destruction Ivanoss? What if she, too, is a Cardinal, and will do her utmost to protect her subordinates, cherishing and treating them well? Would you be willing to defect to her?"
Lanchi's words were filled with sincerity, as if he were describing an admired senior.
Elaine lifted her head, staring at Lanchi in a daze.
She felt like she was listening to a dream.
How could there possibly be such a Cardinal?
No, perhaps there really was.
"Could it be...!"
Elaine seemed to have guessed who Lanchi was referring to.
In the recent news from the Northern Continent about the Church of Resurrection, there was only one victorious figure!
"Rest assured, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope in your heart, I will help you. Live on, our high priests of the Destruction Branch need to form a happy mutual aid community to help our fellow sufferers who have endured the same hardships to break free from Ivanoss's control. At the same time, we pray to Lady Fate to prevent such tragedies from happening again. One day, Ivanoss will be punished by Lady Fate."
Lanchi made a "hushing" gesture.
Lanchi merely took out a certificate of a Grand Priest of the Dominance Branch and showed a corner of it to Elaine, slowly moving it as if leading her gaze with his hand.
When Elaine looked forward again, she saw only those emerald irises staring directly at her, as if they were all her eyes could focus on, piercing through her mind.
"..."
Talia stared at Lanchi, bewildered by his sudden change in topic.
The female priest seemed hypnotized, her hazy eyes as if a spark had ignited the darkness within, and her mental state visibly deteriorating.
Talia was confused. When had he developed such an ability? Earlier that morning, when Talia had touched Lanchi, she had sensed that in the past six months, his magical and mental progress had barely improved, and his pursuit of becoming a Mage Craftsman was probably inconsistent at best.
Talia guessed that Lanchi had been lazing around and doing nothing productive during his time in the Northern Continent.
This realization also brought a subtle sense of disappointment deep within her.
She knew that the thought of hoping for Lanchi to bring her another gift was shameful.
But for a while, Talia had suspected that Lanchi was her wish-granting machine—every time she thought of something, he would somehow fulfill her desires after a period of time.
First, it was abundant wealth, then the identity and stable life in the Kingdom of Hutton, followed by ancient demon world technology, and finally bringing Shubellyan to her home.
Now, after half a year, Talia couldn't help but subconsciously expect Lanchi to give her another satisfying gift.
Although she didn't go as far as hoping that Lanchi would coincidentally help her restore her country, she still held out hope that he might bring back some souvenirs from the Protoss Empire, perhaps even some intelligence about Antanas.
However, it seemed that she had been overthinking things. Even human children knew that the concept of a "Chosen One" didn't exist in this world.
The occurrences of the past were merely coincidences.
Time ticked by as the carriage remained stationary by the roadside. Several tens of minutes passed.
The reflection of Elaine's gaze in the window had now transformed into one of complete dependence.
Her initial state, dominated by fear and past memories, had now shifted into a different emotion.
Lanchi appeared ready to call it a day as he turned to Talia and Shubellyan.
"You two head home first, Talia. I'm counting on you."
He looked at them intently.
Talia nodded.
Lanchi wanted her to protect Shubellyan and his family.
That open-mouthed guy was right—those evil members of the Church of Resurrection were drawing closer and closer to the Wilford family.
"Don't worry."
Talia replied.
She had a premonition that tonight would be extremely dangerous.
Beneath the overly calm surface, turbulent undercurrents were already stirring.
She didn't know what kind of enemies would appear, but she was determined to do her best to protect the Wilford family.
Soon, Lanchi turned to Elaine again.
"Please tell us the coordinates of the other Grand Priests of Destruction. I want to go and save them."
Lanchi's eyes shone with responsibility and enthusiasm as he put on his coat and opened the carriage door, ready to get to work, like a principal who couldn't stop even after his shift was over.
Talia took Shubellyan home, while Lanchi, accompanied by Cat Boss, set out to help Sigrid recruit some talented individuals.
Although they were unaware of the grand schemes that the Church of Resurrection and the Blood Clan were plotting for that night, they knew that stealing from the enemy was definitely the right move, and it would surely cause problems for their plans.
"Alright!"
Elaine nodded and followed Lanchi out of the carriage.
"..."
Shubellyan watched as the two figures walked away, Lanchi chatting away as he guided Elaine, and she didn't know what to make of it.
While the Bishop of Destruction was indeed terrifying, Lanchi was no slouch either.
(End of Chapter)
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