"Ugh!"
"Bang!"
A roar and a huge crash resounded as the conference table flew from one end of the council chamber to the other. The young cardinal's entourage was so frightened that he immediately knelt on one knee.
"Musician? Musician!"
He's humiliating me!
Sailesi roared, then kicked his high-backed chair away, but said nothing more, leaving only a series of rapid breaths echoing in the council chamber.
After an unknown amount of time, perhaps noticing the unusual silence that had fallen around him, the attendant cautiously raised his head and saw Sailesi staring at him with angry eyes:
Tell me, what did you see?
The official was stunned. He glanced around and saw that the entire council hall was exactly the same as before, as if Sailesi's previous rage had never happened.
The attendants, who roughly understood the capabilities of the cardinal they served, dared not speak further.
A hazy, dreamlike world, deceiving the real from the fake, altering memories, and driving relentless madness...
These are all rumors about Sailesi's abilities, which makes Sailesi's gaze all the more chilling.
Was the scene of rage I witnessed fake? Was it a hallucination? Or was it a projection of my own inner fear of cardinals?
But who can be sure that this imposing figure isn't just a figment of their imagination?
At that moment, the official realized what a true illusion was, what a genuine deception was...
Meeting the cardinal's gaze, his body gradually went limp.
I saw... your anger.
Ultimately, the official chose to tell the truth in a roundabout way.
"Yes, I think so too."
Sailesi tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair, whether feigning ease or genuinely relaxed, it was unclear.
"Announce to all the archbishops and bishops of the Holy City that they come here this afternoon for a meeting; I have something to say to everyone."
"Yes."
Since there are still places where I can be of use...
The official breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to indicate that he understood the task.
"Also, inform Luxiusi and Geliwusi of this matter and invite them to attend the meeting; of course, they have the right to refuse."
"Yes, sir."
As the official walked out of the council hall, the heavy wooden door slammed shut behind him, and he finally collapsed beside the door, his legs giving way.
At this moment, the hall was completely isolated from the outside world, and the reality and illusion he had just experienced merged into one.
The feeling is like the soul being torn into two separate individuals, each experiencing different events at the same time, and then eventually merging back into one person, with even the memories becoming disordered.
Which layer is real and which is an illusion is no longer important—he has received Sailesi's orders, and all he needs to do is carry them out.
Having adjusted his mindset, the unfortunate scribe, his robes soaked with cold sweat, got up from the ground and began to notify all the cardinals, archbishops, and bishops in the Holy City one by one.
The small prayer hall on the top floor of the cathedral in the Holy City.
"Teacher."
The young chaplain Samuer sat before Cardinal Luxiusi:
"I'm back."
The gaunt old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at his long-absent entourage:
"You've been gone for a long time, why don't you tell me about your trip?"
"Um..."
Samuer closed his eyes slightly and began to recall:
"As you said before, the first place I went to was Fir City."
"The war was nearing its end, and the Second Holy See used an unprecedented tactic to capture Fir City with overwhelming force."
"Oh?"
Luxiusi raised an eyebrow:
Tell me about it.
Samuer nodded and said:
"They hired Aberration insectoids from the Wilderness of Chaos, thereby granting even Low Tier warriors the ability to fly, allowing them to freely enter and exit the skies above Fir City."
"With the resources available to Fir City at the time, they were completely unable to establish a reliable and stable air defense line. As a last resort, they could only do their best to keep the churches safe, but of course, it turned out that they also failed."
" The Second Holy See used flying soldiers to disrupt the deployment within Fir City, observe the Holy Crusaders's movements, and draw enemy fire."
"Another group of soldiers took the opportunity to dig tunnels from outside the city into the city, and kept widening the tunnels until the entire city was filled with their men."
Luxiusi stroked his beard and asked:
"So, this is how Fir City fell?"
"Right."
Samuer nodded.
"And what about Antiya Lisi?"
The cardinal pressed further, Samuer thought for a moment before replying:
"Dead."
How did he die?
"Died in the chaos of war."
"Mutinous troops?"
Luxiusi raised an eyebrow:
"Although Antiya Lisi was only Middle Tier, his Aberration plants and physical strength were quite formidable. What kind of chaotic army could have killed such a great lord?"
Samuer composed himself and answered seriously:
"A mutinous army with Blood Corpse."
"What?"
The cardinal frowned and looked at his personal attendant:
Where did this Blood Corpse come from?
"I don't know either."
Samuer said seriously:
"An extremely powerful Blood Corpse appeared in the city at that time. According to the records of the Holy See, its strength was at the Middle Tier, and its lineage should belong to Antos."
What happened next?
" Antiya Lisi defeated the Blood Corpse, but at a great cost; his strength noticeably declined, and he ultimately died in the chaos of battle."
That makes sense.
Luxiusi nodded, but was clearly still bothered by the Blood Corpse:
"So what did you do after Fir City fell?"
Samuer recalled for a moment before saying:
"Your subordinate... went to investigate the Blood Corpse."
"Oh?"
"Through the battle of Fir City, I realized that the Second Holy See might be involved with the Blood Corpse, so I chose to continue north to investigate and at the same time observe the current situation in the areas controlled by the Second Holy See."
So what was the result?
Luxiusi was quite interested in this and quickly pressed the young entourage for details.
"Based on the current survey results..."
Samuer organized his thoughts:
"The relationship between the Second Holy See and the Blood Corpse is not one of cooperation or employment."
Luxiusi tactically exhales.
"It is enslavement."
Luxiusi's tactical inhalation:
"Slavery?"
"Yes, the main fighting force of the Second Holy See, the Soul Returner, possess a certain degree of immunity to Blood Poison, so they captured a large number of Blood Corpse from the Wilderness of Chaos for various tasks."
"This..."
Luxiusi was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself that his beloved disciple, the knight commander Nuolun, whom he had sent, did not seem to have reported this matter to him.
He felt relieved about this – thankfully it wasn't a collaboration, otherwise he would have truly misjudged that Son of God!
However, he also felt somewhat uncomfortable about two things—capturing Blood Corpse as slaves? He knew that vampires were not to be trifled with, and such an approach was tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin.
Another point is...
Does this conform to the etiquette of Tree Worship Church?