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Chapter 827: Enlightenment and the Role of the Medium
Chapter 827: Enlightenment and the Role of the Medium
"Your Highness! The situation can no longer be delayed!"
The Shaman Society leader, who was fiercely loyal to the lineage of the Great Witch King, couldn't help but stomp his feet in frustration at the sight of the bewildered "Princess Catherine." His voice grew urgent as he continued, "That damn Lionheart Prince is aiming to annex Hymnara! If we let him continue like this, it's over! We must take action immediately and capture him and the entire Yarn Ball Society! We can even... take their lives if necessary!"
"..."
Take his life? If you do that, who will end up dead in the end, if not me?
"Your Highness?" The Shaman Society leader urged, receiving no response for a long time. "Your Highness, say something!"
"..."
It's not that I don't want to speak, but I truly don't know what to say. It's like I don't know how to escape the grasp of the God of Food... It seems like I'm doomed again.
Observing the "Princess Catherine," whose face had turned pale, then red, and finally a shade of blue, the leader of the Shaman Society couldn't help but clench his teeth. "Your Highness! Just give the word, and I'll gather the members of the Shaman Society to capture him!"
Capture him? Impossible! You don't have the ability to do that, do you understand the situation?
As the leader's eyes met his, they revealed a glimmer of pity, realizing that he was still fixated on dealing with the God of Food.
All those grand ambitions of the Butcher King Society, the esteemed position of Vice President, and the promise of enjoying the present world after expelling the Purification Bureau... All of these were predicated on staying alive!
The God of Food is not even eighteen years old yet, and in less than a year with the Purification Bureau, he managed to kill three Pillar Deity-ranked Earth Clan members. Imagine what he'll be capable of when he's in his thirties or forties?
Based on the lifespan of the third-generation director of the Purification Bureau, this guy might live to be a hundred and fifty years old, with at least a hundred and twenty years of causing chaos ahead of him. In such a long time, even ten Butcher King Societies won't be enough to contain his destruction!
So, what's the point of the Tale of Illusions, the Omnipresent Cicada, the Crimson Overlord, or Asur's Slumber? They're all rubbish! Your so-called Truths are useless compared to my Disaster Avoidance!
I've come to realize that in the next hundred and twenty years, it's not about who possesses the stronger truth, but who can survive the God of Food's pursuit.
"Alright, forget about him!"
Amid the bewildered gazes of the Shaman Society members, Princess Catherine seemed to have an epiphany, and her entire demeanor suddenly softened. She even exuded a subtle air of enlightenment, akin to that of a monk.
"Let that... Lionheart Duke do as he pleases. It's fine."
"..."
"But... How can you be fine with this? Are you insane?!"
"Your Highness!"
"Alright, you may leave now."
After waving for the leader of the Shaman Society to leave, Princess Catherine reached for her trembling voice, and a serene expression, she said, "I'll consult with my mother. You should attend to other urgent matters first."
"The most urgent matter right now is... Your Highness! Your Highness!"
Watching as Princess Catherine returned to the inner court without a backward glance, the leader of the Shaman Society, almost driven mad, could only stomp his feet in frustration before turning towards the outer court.
It seemed that neither the Great Witch Queen nor Princess Catherine could be relied upon. Now, only I can stop the ambitious Lionheart Duke! Even if I face repercussions later, or even if it leads to war, I must protect this... Hmm?
"Why are you here?"
As he stepped into the outer court, two Shamans rushed towards him. The leader of the Shaman Society frowned and asked, "Didn't I instruct you to stay in the Society and prepare to take over the City Guard?"
"Leader!"
The two Shamans looked anxious as they reported, "Something happened! After the Lionheart Duke left the Silver Sage Society, he went straight to the Medium Society with the Mediums and blocked our Society's entrance!"
"What? How dare he?!"
The leader of the Shaman Society was shocked and couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger. "How did you respond? Did you drive them away or fight them off?"
"Well..."
After hearing their leader's question, the two Shamans exchanged glances and hesitantly replied, "We asked everyone to escape through the underground tunnel and came to inform you..."
"Useless!"
The leader of the Shaman Society became furious.
"Didn't I already tell you? When I go to seek an order from Her Highness, if that damned Lionheart Duke dares to show up, you must not accept any bets. Just drive them away!"
"Leader, it's not that we didn't want to drive them away, but it's just..."
The older of the two Shamans explained with a bitter expression, "After the Mediums from the Medium Society pledged their loyalty to him, they immediately went to the cemetery outside the city and used secret techniques to summon the souls of our deceased elders from the Netherworld. I led a group out through the main entrance, but before I could even speak, my father scolded me and sent me back."
"What?!?!"
"Leader, not only my father, but your father has also been summoned. So has your grandmother, your elder aunt, and your second aunt..."
"What are you saying?!?!"
"I mean... Leader, your family has the most souls summoned."
Recalling the scene of ghosts floating outside the door, the older Shaman couldn't help but look distressed as he said, "And they might not know that you're not inside. They want to force you out of the Society by revealing your secrets. When we ran out, they were already talking about how you wet the bed until you were fifteen years old."
(Д)?!?!
(End of Chapter)
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