"Build temples?"
The high priests of the various divine kingdoms immediately revealed shocked expressions.
This was a solution they had never even considered. After all, each of them had their own devout faith. How could they possibly build temples for someone else?
"High Priest Dagmar, we each have our own gods, and so do our believers."
"Even if we build temples for Baron Nalant, there will be no believers going there to worship and offer the power of faith."
"Besides, we cannot promote Baron Nalant either. If we did, we would be betraying our own gods."
After a moment, one of the high priests of the divine kingdoms spoke hesitantly.
Clearly, this high priest did not know that the power of faith had nothing to do with how many gods one worshipped, but required sincere faith.
Since Dagmar had raised this proposal, she obviously knew about this.
She immediately explained, "Everyone, building temples for Baron Nalant does not mean that you are betraying your own gods."
"You may not know this, but on the Sacred Continent, every duchy and empire now has two temples."
"One is a temple of the God of Glory, while the other is a temple of the Bone Dragon Knight—namely, Baron Nalant."
"And these two temples can both bring blessings to the believers every day, because they receive the power of faith from those believers at the same time!"
After hearing Dagmar's words, everyone became even more shocked. Some were doubtful, yet seeing how firmly Dagmar swore to it, they also began to waver.
Nalant, meanwhile, had not expected Dagmar to know about this matter.
But on second thought, it was hardly a secret.
Although he had not publicized it on a grand scale, anyone only needed to ask those believers to immediately learn the truth.