May the Gods Guide the Road Ahead; the Chief Justice Dies

"Gii Jii?"

The anger that had just risen within the Cardinal of Earth Raymond was suddenly doused with cold water.

Looking at the Cardinal of Water Zinedine with his eyes lowered and the Chief Justice Gurid with a smile on his face and a calm and composed demeanor, he suddenly understood what had puzzled him before.

Having risen from a former member of the [Black Scripture] to become one of the Six Cardinals, the Cardinal of Earth Raymond is certainly not a fool who only possesses power.

"Gii Jii" is one of the divine words passed down from the Six Great Gods. It was originally thought to be a special kind of mysterious magic spell.

Until later.

On the eve of the great [God of Death]'s battle against the [Eight Greed Kings], the Cleric serving him overheard many of his own words, "Gii Jii".

Only through the devout weeping of the believers did they finally learn from God that it meant "death".

To this day, only those of high status and who have made great contributions within the Theocracy are given the honor of "Gii Jii" upon their death.

The devout followers of the [God of Death] seek eternal peace, and have always considered obtaining this honor as the highest distinction!

Silence fell.

"Hehe."

Chief Justice Gurid chuckled, his fingertips tracing the black divine seal on his chest, as if he already knew the outcome.

The Cardinal of Earth Raymond opened his mouth, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "You... Gurid, is it worth it?"

Despite being the Chief Justice, he acted as a diplomat to welcome Tang Zheng and the Holy Kingdom. The profound meaning behind this finally became clear.

"As the Chief Justice, to be unable to prevent the death of an innocent baby is my dereliction This Old Woman duty and a sin."

"It's better that the child destroyed those three ' Principality,' why did it have to be a human infant?"

Chief Justice Gurid raised his head, his aged and cloudy eyes gazing at the twinkling stars in the sky:

"The war Theocracy and the Elf has been going on for a long time. In terms of lifespan alone, apart from the dragons, there shouldn't be any race that can match the Elf ' lifespan."

Mentioning "dragon".

A look of apprehension and deep fear flashed across the faces of the two Cardinal.

"I've had several meetings with that team leader, Tang, and I've also researched his previous experiences in the Kingdom, the Empire, and the Holy Kingdom."

Chief Justice Gurid continued gazing at the distant starry sky, his vision becoming even more blurred, and his tone grew calm and indifferent:

"Whether it's selling medicine to civilians at low prices or participating in the Abelion Hills Incident, this Team Leader Tang is a good person, yet not rigid, and possesses a good overall perspective."

"The failure of this meeting was inevitable. The other side would never accept using an infant as material for integration. It's better to destroy those three ' Principality '."

"The key is ' Assimilation Potion.' Having witnessed the child's power, it's enough to intimidate the other This Old Woman. I've also considered the broader situation of humanity as an influence; the next strategy, using gentle methods, will be sufficient to achieve cooperation."

After saying that.

Chief Justice Gurid glanced longingly at the night sky, then looked at the two Cardinal before him. "As people get older, they tend to talk more. If we're using Elf infant, we should also consider the child's opinion."

"Hehe, I'm sure you six Cardinal have already considered various strategies. Just consider this This Old Woman's idle chatter."

He shook his head.

"Cough, cough."

Chief Justice Gurid turned back to look at the ancient bell tower church, his long robe adorned with black patterns billowing in the night breeze, seemingly wiping the floor.

"This Old Woman is about to begin his morning prayers."

May the gods guide us on our path—though tonight the clouds are heavy.

The night sky was filled with twinkling stars, and there were no dark clouds.

Guest House.

Tang Zheng opened his eyes, temporarily cutting off the vision sharing with the Death Omen Sparrow, and his gaze returned to the simple map in front of him.

The Death Omen Sparrow only has the ability to share vision, but cannot hear what the three are talking about.

but.

Looking at the map before him, he had some vague guesses.

"As expected, I still don't really like these people from the Theocracy." Tang Zheng leaned back on the sofa and murmured calmly.

The next day.

--Dawn.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The hum of the Holy Bell pierced through the air and echoed throughout the entire Theocracy Capital.

Tang Zheng stood in front of the transparent glass and looked out at the main road, where a large number of believers had gathered in a short period of time.

The group emerged from all directions and headed towards the ancient church bell tower.

The current situation clearly indicates that something major has happened.

"Did he die? To be precise, he probably committed suicide."

Tang Zheng crossed his arms and calmly gazed at the scene outside the window. With the help of the Death Omen Sparrow's shared vision, he naturally knew what had happened:

"If other adventurers didn't know what happened, they would probably be shocked or impressed."

"Ha, even death is being calculated."

This is also why Tang Zheng doesn't particularly like the people from the Theocracy.

"The Holy Kingdom should be making some moves by now," Tang Zheng thought to himself.

Boom!

The deafening roar of clashing weapons echoed in the courtyard below the Guest House.

On the neat, green grass.

Various sacred statues are arranged in the spacious courtyard, along with fountains, gardens, and meticulously laid-out cobblestone paths.

now.

There are currently two groups facing off.

Dozens of Cleric and clergy lay sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.

Clementine gripped a short cone in both hands, stepped back to create some distance, and grinned at the enraged Remedios opposite her.

"Get out of my way! You lowly wretch!" Remedios's face was icy cold.

"Send someone of Advanced Tier from your Theocracy to see me, or does your Theocracy lack even basic etiquette and even intend to restrict our movements?"

"I'm sorry."

Clementine shrugged. "Because of a major incident on our end, you are temporarily unable to leave your Guest House."

"This is an order from above. I'm just an executor. If the Paladin and the young lady continue to have unnecessary conflicts, then I won't be so polite either."

That being said...

Clementine, however, had a look of eager anticipation on her face.

"Die!"

Remedios had long wanted to teach this crazy woman a lesson, so he gripped his Holy Sword with both hands, ready to continue his attack.

"Wait a moment, Commander. This is, after all, the Theocracy Capital of the Slane Theocracy."

"Pink" Isandro stepped forward at this moment, quietly stopping Remedios, and then looked across at the other side:

"Miss Clementine, could you please tell me what serious event has occurred?"

"Oh, a high-ranking elderly man has died."

Please accept my condolences.

"Could we meet with the Chief Justice who contacted us in his diplomatic capacity?"

"Sorry, the old man who died was him~" Clementine licked her pink lips and said innocently.

She found this quite interesting.

However, since Theocracy and many people were watching, she couldn't appear all smiles.

"Pink" Isandro was stunned, clearly not expecting this to happen. Upon recalling some of the regulations in the Theocracy, his face involuntarily darkened.

"So what."

Clementine toyed with the short cone in his hand, then slowly spoke again:

"The death of such a high-ranking figure as the Chief Justice, who had extensive direct contact with you recently."

"Just in case, none of you should leave your Guest House now."

"Pink" Isandro's face darkened further.

yesterday.

Through "Black" Pabel's probing and contact, and the intelligence brought back by Team Leader Tang, it was possible that negotiations with the Theocracy had broken down.

This made "Pink" Isandro quite happy for a while.

The enemy's negotiations failed.

This would naturally only benefit their Holy Kingdom.

The official purpose of this trip was to demand an explanation from the Theocracy. However, since Team Leader Tang's negotiations with the Theocracy have broken down, the purpose of demanding an explanation is no longer significant. Leaving the Theocracy with Team Leader Tang is the most important thing.

And now.

It's impossible for them to leave now.

The negotiations broke down just yesterday, and this happened today.

If it weren't for the extremely high position of Chief Justice Gurid, even "Pink" Isandro would have suspected that the Theocracy was deliberately setting a trap.

In an instant!

The atmosphere in the room became somewhat subtle.

Splash--

The sounds of armor scraping and heavy boots stomping on the ground filled the air.

Hundreds of soldiers from the Theocracy rushed in from all directions and surrounded the Holy Kingdom's side. Each soldier stared at the Holy Kingdom's people, revealing barely suppressed anger.

Although Chief Justice Gurid held the reins of the Theocracy's judiciary, his personal reputation and prestige were extremely high.

He left an excellent impression on the ordinary people of the Theocracy with his "friendly" and "equal" personal image.

Now, with the sudden death of Chief Justice Gurid,

How could the soldiers of the Theocracy possibly have a good attitude towards the people of the Holy Kingdom?

"That old man's death has nothing to do with us!"

Remedios spoke in a cold voice.

These words were spoken.

The hostility of the surrounding soldiers intensified.

Clementine curled into an amused smile, showing no intention of interfering. On the contrary, she hoped that this foolish woman, Remedios, would directly clash with the Theocracy.

That would be so interesting!

Those ordinary soldiers just died, so be it.

"Pink" Isandro and "Black" Pabel's expressions changed slightly, and they stood in unison behind Remedios, assuming a defensive posture.

The soldiers gripped their weapons nervously.

These three people in front of me are powerful figures who have stepped into the "Hero Realm". If a conflict were to break out, let alone their small number of people, even an army of thousands would be slaughtered.

"It's so lively!"

A soft, gentle laugh drifted from inside the Guest House.

A figure in a white Priest's robe stepped out of the door, looking at the confronting crowd. "Are you all planning to start a war between our two nations?"

"We were also surprised by the Chief Justice's situation."

"My esteemed friends in the Theocracy, please accept my condolences. I will do my utmost to assist you in any way you require."

Tang Zheng walked to a spot not far from Remedios, glanced at Clementine who was secretly instigating things, and said gently, "Commander Remedios, would you be interested in having a cup of tea with me?"

In response to the invitation.

"Okay." Remedios's anger subsided considerably, and he regained some of his haughty demeanor, nodding.

--Room/Living Room

Remedios and the other two sat on the sofas on either side.

Aside from Remedios, whose gaze was somewhat shifty as he occasionally glanced around at the spacious living room, "Pink" Isandro and "Black" Pabel both had slightly furrowed brows, seemingly deep in thought.

Clearly, what happened today made the two of them realize that something was amiss.

Pure white porcelain teacups were placed on the table.

"The black tea provided by the Theocracy is quite good; perhaps we can ask for some when Theocracy."

Tang Zheng chuckled and opened his mouth, picked up the teapot on the table and tilted it, the amber tea soup flowing from the spout, emitting a misty heat.

"It is indeed a high-quality black tea, but it is still a few grades inferior to the top-quality black tea of our Holy Kingdom."

Remedios raised his chin and began to belittle her:

"It's a little astringent. If we could pair it with our Holy Kingdom's black tea and fruit slices, it would have a unique fruity aroma."

"If Team Leader Tang likes them, we can give you some next time you come to our Holy Kingdom."

"Is that so?" Tang Zheng simply smiled when he heard what Remedios said.

"Pink" Isandro let out a barely perceptible sigh; he was no longer concerned with whether it was black tea or not.

The situation before us is truly bizarre.

"Team Leader Tang, is that Chief Justice, Mr. Gurid, really dead?"

"Pink" Isandro's eyes narrowed, a hint of coldness flashing within them. He suspected there might be a trap involved.

This matter was only heard from the people of the Holy Kingdom, and its veracity is questionable; perhaps it was merely a means to restrict them.

It's probably true.

Tang Zheng put down the teapot, held the teacup to himself, and shook his head:

"What Miss Clementine said may contain some falsehoods, but the behavior of those Theocracy soldiers doesn't seem to be false."

"Pink" Isandro recalled the hostile gazes of the Holy Kingdom soldiers, and his heart sank.

"Things have gotten a bit complicated, Team Leader Tang."

"Pink" Isandro said seriously, "Given the current situation, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave the Theocracy anytime soon."

"Then fight it out!" Remedios sneered, crossing her arms.

"With the strength of the four of us, experts in the Hero Realm, the Theocracy cannot stop us."

"Pink" Isandro paused slightly, realizing that this was indeed a solution.

Tang Zheng didn't speak, but simply picked up the black tea on the table, took a sip, and remained calm and composed.

The death of Chief Justice Gurid gave him a deeper understanding of the Theocracy!

"Ha, that's a bit too eager for success."

Whether it's the future assassination of Gazef, or the long-held hope that the Kingdom will shoulder the responsibilities of humanity on that fertile land.

The experiment of preserving the Demi-Human in the Abelion Hills and allowing them to clash with the Holy Kingdom to exacerbate the Holy Kingdom's crisis is quite telling.

Theocracy always seeks to achieve the greatest results with the least cost, or to plan more through a single event.

To put it nicely, it's like wanting to get fat in one bite.

"Humanity in this world has only existed for 600 years; its foundation is indeed far inferior," Tang Zheng sighed inwardly.

(End of this chapter)