"My opponent is the Gray Fog, not the residents of Aleslota."
Joshua could sense Yellow Robe's killing intent. Perhaps the plague in Frost Country had pushed Yellow Robe's tolerance for the Gray Fog to zero.
"You don't need to remind me of that," Yellow Robe said.
"The Gray Fog can corrupt living beings' minds. Creatures without consciousness become monsters at their command."
Black-robed One, a High Elf, stared at the map on the table as he spoke.
"Wei He Si! The Gray Fog draws its power from hatred and Negative Emotions among humans. If we start a war, how would we be any different from those monsters?" Blue Robe did not agree with Black-robed One's view.
There was an extermination-level grudge between the High Elves and the Gray Fog. Black-robed One would never show mercy to any creature infected by the Gray Fog.
"Hold on a moment. Let me explain this plan's codename." Joshua raised a hand and pointed at Lloydel, who was sitting in the gallery. "This plan is codenamed 'Purification.' Of course, not the kind of purification that wipes out an entire race. I mean purifying the Gray Fog, and the key to that purification is this God of Order."
"So in the end, you mortals still need to rely on my power?"
Lloydel stood from the gallery. Under the gazes of the Five Sages, she proudly thrust out her chest, as if telling them, Come worship me.
"How will the purification work?" Gray Robe asked.
"It's an open secret. Set aside whether she really is the Goddess of Order. What matters is that there's already a sprouted World Tree seed inside her."
When Joshua revealed this news to Nolan's Five Sages, their expressions became extremely colorful. It was probably like pulling from an ordinary Prize Pool and