Chapter 841: Missionary Work (VI)
The ruins of Oren City.
Dawn Cleric Sven received another piece of tragic news.
"Missionary, another group of followers we sent out has been killed. While they were spreading the Lord's divine grace, the armies of the Holy Mountain and the Empire were fighting, yet they stooped to murdering the followers of Dawn."
The Dawn Knight who delivered the news to Sven bowed his head in anguish and knelt on one knee.
"Missionary, please send me. I will devote my life to the Lord's gift and spread the hope of Dawn for you into the darkest places."
Sorrow touched Sven's eyes as he asked, "Sir knight, what do you intend to do?"
"I am your blade. My weapon can slay any enemy and cut through the thorns of darkness for you."
"Sir knight, will you alone be enough?"
"My strength is meager, but beneath the light of Dawn, thousands upon thousands follow you. They, too, will take up arms, dispel all darkness, and let the light of Dawn shine."
The knight knelt resolutely, his sword planted against the ground, his voice filled with the courage to face death.
"So, sir knight, you intend to lead the warriors of Dawn onto the battlefield, kill the Empire's soldiers, kill the servants of the Holy Mountain, kill every enemy standing in your way, and then let this land feel the hope of Dawn?"
"I know I can do it."
"Then, sir knight, let me ask you: is this our Lord's will? Is this the faith of Dawn?
Does the hope of Dawn lie in countless deaths, slaughter, and victories?"
"What the Lord wishes for His people is peace, and a tomorrow."
"Tomorrow's sun is what His people long for most, always. But slaughter can keep tomorrow from ever