Final Objective

"What do you think the High Priest wants the Holy Avenger for?"

"What else could it be for? It's a divine artifact!" Adrian had asked a question that everyone else found rather pointless. On the Faerun Continent, even legendary weapons and equipment were exceedingly rare, let alone divine artifacts. Only exceptionally powerful factions could truly possess such things, such as the churches of the gods. In fact, many weaker gods did not even have the power to bestow divine artifacts, because doing so consumed far too much of their strength.

Every divine artifact was therefore incomparably precious. Did one even need a reason to seize one?

"Hmph! Pay attention—it's a divine artifact that can't be used! If a divine artifact can't be used, how is it any different from a lump of scrap metal?" The Church of Fear was undeniably an evil-aligned faction. To them, the Holy Avenger really was not much of a good thing.

"Then we can destroy it, or have our lord act personally and directly transform the Holy Avenger into a divine artifact that the evil factions can use. As long as we don't let those good-aligned churches use it!" Of the group, Barit was the one who loved arguing most. Perhaps berserkers were born with that trait. His mouth could infuriate someone to death, and they simply did not know how to speak properly. Thus, only he and Adrian kept butting heads. Yet Adrian did not dislike that aspect of Barit's personality. In his words, Barit was the only interesting one among them; the rest were far too dull. So although Barit was a rough brute, he and Adrian had the best relationship—even better than Adrian's relationship with Selina. That was also why Barit had followed Adrian the longest.

As for the other three, although