The power of faith drifted over at a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive.
Yet Nalant knew nothing of it at the moment.
He summoned Mario and began giving instructions regarding the establishment of the faith.
"Mario, now that the temple has been built, go post announcements in the town later."
"Tell all the serfs belonging to Storm Territory that they must come to the temple once every week!"
"Of course, you can't state outright that it is a temple. You need to call it something like a grand hall instead."
"That way, the merchant caravans from other duchies and empires won't find out."
Although Nalant's temple would most likely not remain hidden from the Divine Kingdoms for long.
After all, where there were many people, there were many tongues, and Storm City was a gathering place for merchant caravans.
Still, Nalant only hoped to delay it for a while.
If it was truly discovered...
Then he would simply be like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
After all, the five Divine Kingdoms had openly begun worshipping the God of Glory last time.
The other Divine Kingdoms had only dared to secretly play tricks; they did not dare personally move with thunderous force and wipe out the five nations.
Otherwise, if they truly did so...
They would earn a reputation for brutality across the entire Sacred Continent.
That would be a devastating blow while they had yet to fully absorb the Sacred Continent's faith.
And so long as they did not openly attack Nalant, he had even less to fear.
"My lord, do the times for the serfs to come need to be unified?"
"There's no need to set a unified time. That would delay affairs throughout the territory!"
"However, it would be best to arrange