Wharton returned to O'Brien Academy just a few days after breaking through to Rank 7 Warrior.
The Blacksmith Shop grew quiet. Bob and Mia had to return to the Yulan Empire. News had arrived that Mia's teacher, the academy's dean, would soon return, and Loa would have to make a trip there when the time came.
Loa sat in the courtyard with his eyes closed, turning one matter over in his mind.
The churches.
The Day of Destruction had destroyed most of the Radiant Church's foundations in the Holy Union, and the Dark Church had also suffered some repercussions. But they still had an important source of faith on the Yulan Continent-the Chaotic Territory. That lawless land had been a battlefield for the two great churches for centuries, and it was also one of their most important sources of faith.
It was time.
He opened his eyes.
Early the next morning, Loa rode Wuzhui southeast, taking Wangcai along. The morning mist had yet to clear. New Wushan Town grew smaller and smaller behind them until the white mist swallowed it.
Wangcai lay on Wuzhui's back, with Loa seated in front.
"Boss, where are we going?"
"The Chaotic Territory."
"What for?"
"To purge some poison from this world."
The Chaotic Territory. The most chaotic corner of the Yulan Continent.
As Loa flew through the air, he reviewed what he knew about this land.
The first source of chaos was its multitude of duchies. A count taken back then had put the Chaotic Territory at forty-eight duchies. But that data was many years old. Wars were so frequent here that the number of duchies changed every few years. Some were annexed, others split apart, and new duchies sprang up. No one could say exactly how many there were now.
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