Necromancer? No, Call Me Archaeologist
Chapter 121

Wrynn Dark Tower

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Ordinary people living in a territory where skeletons ran through the streets were bound to feel some fear.

When it came to credibility and the ability to reassure people, no one could rival the Goddess of Light, whose divine radiance shone across myriad worlds.

Medivh built Light Churches so his people would have faith to rely on and could dispel their fear.

The Light Priests got along peacefully with the skeletons, after all. What could possibly go wrong?

Medivh was using the Church of Light's credibility to reassure the people who had moved here.

Once they had lived alongside the skeletons for long enough, they would no longer fear them.

"I'll make the arrangements right away."

Bishop Moana nodded in agreement.

The Light Priests knew what Medivh was trying to do, but they had no reason to refuse.

While the various races were doing everything they could to cut back on Light Churches, someone was willing to build them on a grand scale and encourage people to pray there and find comfort in their faith. How could they refuse?

Medivh was a very unusual Necromancer. He openly declared himself a pan-believer in the Goddess of Light and often donated supplies to the Light Churches in Wrynn Territory.

Medivh did not restrict his people from practicing their faith. He actively invited the Light Priests to reassure the new arrivals and spread their beliefs.

Even among the foreign races in Kurd City—Spirit Cats, Spirit Foxes, and Spirit Rabbits—many had become pan-believers in the Church of Light under his influence.

This Necromancer stood in darkness, yet his heart turned toward the light!

"Bishop Moana, we don't have enough priests again!"

Medivh was very generous, always happy to do whatever was most convenient.

The new urban districts had been built with plots reserved for

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