"I'd like to learn the intelligence first." Caroso casually found a rock and sat down. "The intelligence you know, about the various churches."
"That's easy. The Goddess of Night Church's forces and city scale are twice that of any one of the others, but they can't defeat all three." Tom stood before Caroso. "Why do I feel like you people are so strange? You don't understand even the most basic common sense."
"That isn't important..." Caroso stroked his chin.
"No wonder none of them dare make a move. The Goddess of Night Church fears the other three joining forces, but the three don't dare attack together either. If they did, each would fear the other two causing trouble." Teresa suddenly understood. "Once a real war begins, the alliance of the three would be the easiest to break."
"The Goddess of Night Church can't take the initiative either. If they attack first, they'll definitely give their enemies an opening."
"That's not how it works. The Church of the Lord of Eternal Life can't possibly join forces with the other two." Caroso stated decisively, "To win, we need to discard some of the political common sense in our heads."
"Mm, little girl, you're being a little naive." Tom smiled. "The elves are proud. They disdain joining forces with other races. The Church of the God of Wisdom is even worse—they look down on anyone without knowledge."
"So the possibility of the three churches attacking together doesn't even exist?" Teresa's eyes widened.
She felt as though her entire worldview had been overturned!
The enemy of my enemy is my friend—this was common sense. Forming alliances and balancing powers was also the most common posture between nations.
"But don't they have a common enemy?" Bai was a little dazed too.
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