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"Two hundred years ago, it was demigods from those two churches in Intis who came to kill me."
Richard still wore a smile, making the tense standoff look as though the three of them were exchanging greetings. "How wonderful. Both those churches are gone now. From their gods to their followers, not one of them managed to outlive me. Are you two old fossils planning to die here too?"
"Such an arrogant cultist."
The Pope of the Church of Evernight said nothing, standing there quietly, his thoughts inscrutable.
Gade II, wearing the Triple Crown, laughed in fury. He looked eager to teach Richard what respect for a True God meant, but the tranquil, peaceful atmosphere permeating the area tempered his irritability to some extent.
Yet he expressed no displeasure, because the power of tranquility would not affect lightning and storms. It would only make him calmer and more rational, while having a greater negative effect on the Abomination before him, who relied on "indulgence" to wield his power.
None of them said anything more to one another. At this point, recruitment, persuasion, and threats were all unnecessary.
All three angels knew perfectly well that only the death of one side could end this now.
And whether measured by combat strength, support, or overall power, the one to die ought to be this vile, damnable Temperance Angel.
The Highlands, occupying the northeastern Southern Continent-almost a third of the entire continent-had to be taken. Its land, gold, spices, and people would all fall under the Loen Empire's dominion. After this tenacious Cult Organization was utterly destroyed, the people of Loen would come here, occupy it completely, spread Loen's culture and social customs, and pocket this land as an exclave.
This would resolve all their domestic conflicts and economic problems in one