After Fang Li decided to help Chris collect the divine relics, Chris did not rush into action.
"It's not time yet. Let's wait until the Eris Thanksgiving Festival before we make our move."
—the Eris Thanksgiving Festival.
It was a customary celebration held all over the world every year, where people gave joyful thanks for making it safely through another year and praised Eris, the Goddess of Fortune.
Not only places like the Royal Capital, but even beginner towns like Axel held the Eris Thanksgiving Festival. Even Crimson Demon Village celebrated it.
It was said that many people dressed up as Eris, the Goddess of Fortune, on that day.
That was because legend had it that Goddess Eris herself descended to the mortal world to enjoy the festivities that day, hoping to blend naturally into the crowd and avoid causing too much of a stir.
And because the Eris Cult was the state religion, many devout followers of Eris, along with nobles, donated large sums during the festival.
In other words, it was truly a nationwide celebration.
This annual festival would be held before long.
"By then, everyone's attention will be focused on the festival. That'll be our best chance to infiltrate."
That was what Chris herself said.
And Fang Li had no objections.
With Fang Li's abilities, he was confident that even if he went in broad daylight right now, rather than specifically choosing the right moment, he would not be discovered.
But there were plenty of items in this world with miraculous effects, and the power of divine relics themselves could not be underestimated. Who knew what might happen?
In that case, it was only natural to let Chris, a proper thief-class adventurer, make the arrangements.
"Anyway, if all else fails, we can just force our way in."