Chapter 108 : Chapter 108

Chapter 108. Attacking the Temple

“Continue.”

A line of golden words appeared on the cover page of Fulan’s tattered book. This time, they did not fade away for a long time.

Fulan examined the writing carefully. It looked almost identical to what she remembered. This time, it could not possibly be an illusion.

If her guess was correct, a real “god” was guiding her.

She could not understand why this god had attached itself to her since her very first Spirit Realm excursion. What reason could it possibly have for choosing her?

Moreover, she had never even mentioned this god’s name. She had not used the only spell it had given her during this trial either. Could that really count as spreading its “name”?

This situation was completely unexpected.

Originally, she had only intended to borrow the name of a god to rally the people and incite them to overthrow the temple.

“I suppose I should just continue.”

She truly could not think of any other way to deal with it.

She had already stirred up those people. Even if she wanted to stop now, they probably would not agree.

As for the book, she could not simply discard it.

Throw it away?

But all the information she received from the Spirit Realm came through this book. If she threw it away, what if she could no longer receive messages from the Spirit Realm?

Besides, she did not actually need to worry too much about that “god” influencing her.

Her physical body remained in the Material Realm. Any damage she suffered in the Spirit Realm would not be transferred to her body in the Material Realm.

Furthermore, the barrier between the Spirit Realm and the Material Realm was not so easily broken.

Countless Spirit Realm creatures desired to enter the Material Realm through Spirit Realm Excursionists like them.

Yet even the ones capable of exerting the slightest influence on the Material Realm were considered extremely powerful beings.

The vast majority could only watch helplessly as Spirit Realm Excursionists returned safely to the Material Realm.

She gathered her thoughts and turned to Welinte beside her.

“How many people do we have now?”

“Eighty-seven.”

Fulan raised her head in surprise.

“So many already? I remember that speech only converted about fifty people.”

“Yes. You told them to recommend others to join. As long as three converted members agreed and the candidate held deep hatred toward the priests, they could receive a reward.”

Fulan shrugged.

“I did not expect them to be so enthusiastic about inviting people... In that case, we will launch a surprise attack on the temple tomorrow at noon. Originally, I planned to capture some people from other districts first, but it seems unnecessary now.”

It was now the evening of the second day.

The entire second day had been spent searching for suitable candidates and figuring out how to gather people who would obey their commands as quickly as possible.

People in other districts did harbor some resentment toward the priests who abused their authority.

But it was merely resentment.

If asked to fight the priests with real weapons, most of them would probably not dare.

Here, however, things were different.

The people here hated the priests to the extreme.

As long as they were given power, they could easily be mobilized.

It had to be said that the people here trusted the Divine Water above everything else.

If she had not possessed the ability to produce potions to “persuade” them, perhaps no one would have been willing to follow her.

“So have you completed the detailed plan?”

Fulan had to distribute Dragonization Potions and briefly assess whether the recruits were truly willing to attack the priests. She could not spare much time, so she had left the planning to Welinte.

“Um... our ‘half-dragons’ have additional draconic traits, so their strength surpasses that of the guards. However, they are still weaker than some of the stronger individuals...”

For example, the Guard Squad captain Luca and the priest Thors.

In a one-on-one fight, Welinte felt that the half-dragons would still lose to those two.

However...

“If four or five people fight together, they can easily force those stronger targets into a disadvantage and slowly defeat them. So I plan to organize them into groups of six.”

“One group will search the residential district. Two groups will block the passages and prevent the priests from escaping. Three groups will...”

“The remaining two groups will follow us to seize the center of Monsa—the Grand Temple.”

After quickly reviewing the plan, Fulan nodded.

“Let us proceed with that. We will probably gather over a hundred people in total by the end. That should be enough to confront those priests.”

Welinte sighed in relief and gently rubbed her tense temples.

Yesterday, she had felt fortunate to be teamed up with someone as powerful as Fulan.

Today, however, she felt anxious.

She feared that she might become a burden to Fulan.

She truly could not imagine how Fulan had managed to produce more than a hundred Dragonization Potions in such a short time, while also inventing the idea of using the Divine Water’s reputation to persuade the residents to oppose the priests.

At this point, the only thing she could do was help Fulan deal with smaller matters whenever possible.

While drafting this battle plan, she had racked her brain, afraid that her proposal would be rejected outright.

Fulan gazed toward the mountain at the center of Monsa City.

It was one of the few places in the city that still shone with light.

But the area illuminated there far exceeded all the other lights combined.

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Luca woke under the blazing sunlight at noon.

The bright light stabbed into his eyes, making it impossible for him to open them fully. His body instinctively tried to raise a hand to shield his eyes.

But the pain and weakness in his arm reminded him that he could not move it.

“Cough! Cough!”

The metallic taste in his nose and throat made him choke, and he could not help coughing violently.

“You are awake.”

Luca struggled to turn his head and asked with great effort,

“Thors... what happened to those outsiders?”

He coughed twice more after speaking.

Thors looked at the man who had been vigorous just yesterday, now more severely injured than himself.

The sight almost made him laugh.

But he maintained a calm expression and said flatly,

“High Priest Angmar defeated the attackers. All of them have been imprisoned and will be executed during the festival in five days.”

Luca closed his eyes, his body finally relaxing.

Ignoring the pain throughout his body, he whispered,

“That is good... good.”

Earlier, he had not understood High Priest Angmar’s order.

Why should these outsiders be arrested?

In the past, outsiders had always been warmly received.

Now it seemed that High Priest Angmar’s decision had been correct.

These outsiders truly deserved special treatment.

They were simply—

“Report! The temple is under attack!”

A guard burst into the room, panting heavily as he crawled inside.

His condition left Luca and Thors extremely confused.

First of all, the two of them were severely wounded. Why report this to them?

If a real battle broke out, they might not even be as useful as two ordinary guards.

Secondly...

“Is it those two thin outsiders with swords?” Thors asked.

He knew those two had not been among the attackers last night. Perhaps they had returned today.

“No... it is... a group of monsters attacking the temple!” the guard shouted desperately.