Chapter 362: Holy Light Brotherhood

Outside Jilan Town, a burly man with a thick beard, resting a long sword on his shoulder, kicked the wooden gate in front of him with a look of dissatisfaction; if not for his leader telling him to maintain restraint, he would have already slashed the gate open and charged in.

However, the restraint the bearded man thought he was showing was full of aggression in the eyes of the Jilan Town guards, especially when they saw the Sun Emblem on the chest of the bearded man's armor, which made the guards' nerves tense up.

That was the mark of the Rebel!

The guard dared not act on his own and hurriedly told his companion to notify the Captain, while he himself gripped his Long Spear with trembling hands, aiming it at the outside of the gate, as if he would immediately strike back the moment the other party showed any intention to attack.

This attitude of his naturally made the burly bearded man outside the gate very dissatisfied; he and his brothers had come here to kill Orcs, so how could they be treated like this!

If this was the attitude of the Nether King, he really wanted to advise his leader to stop right there; where could they not kill Orcs, did they have to come here?

At the thought of this, the bearded man became even more furious. While clamoring with his mouth, he also poked the wooden gate with his long sword, an action that made the guards above even more nervous.

Although they did not launch a direct attack, a few curses were certainly inevitable! And so, the two sides started arguing back and forth, and with the addition of the bearded man's companions, the guards above found it increasingly difficult to cope. As their tempers flared, the Long Spears in their hands looked ready to thrust out at any moment.

Just then, the guard's companion returned, bringing their Captain back with him.

Once the Captain saw the situation—five Rebels provoking them at the gate—he wanted to attack, but he was also worried about not being able to win, as he knew that the Rebels possessed some kind of miraculous extraordinary power.

"Are you still not letting us in? In the face of the overall situation of resisting the Orcs, do you want to defy the orders of your Nether King?" The bearded man, seeing that the gate was still not opening, began to feel anxious.

The five of them had only come to test the waters, and there were more brothers, along with their leader, waiting for their news behind them! To see if the Nether King was truly sincere about making peace and jointly resisting the Orcs, or if he was plotting some conspiracy! And just as the five bearded men were being blocked at the gate of Jilan Town, in a thicket not far away, Aierwen was waiting anxiously with a group of brothers. They saw the situation at the gate of Jilan Town, and the fact that the five brothers were being blocked gave them a bad premonition.

"Aierwen, I don't think we should count on the guarantees of that leader of the Fallen Ones. This place might just be a trap, a trap to lure us here and bury us."

"Mading, don't think like that, be optimistic. If the Nether King is truly willing to reconcile, this might be an opportunity—not just his opportunity, but ours as well!"

Aierwen looked at the brothers who had gathered around and sighed deeply, continuing: "We have been hiding and dodging all these years, and brothers keep dying. Do you want to go on like this forever?"

"But, don't you think it's too dangerous to pin our hopes on the leader of the Fallen Ones? I believe that as long as we keep our hearts firm, the radiance will surely protect us!"

"Yes, Aierwen, letting Jiaer and the others show their faces directly is indeed a bit reckless. What if Jilan Town attacks them? We swore before the Holy Stele never to point our swords at the people! If they sacrifice themselves because of this, what is the point of doing this!"

Aierwen looked at the standoff at the gate of Jilan Town not far away, and as his brothers' doubts echoed in his ears, he was indeed shaken. Judging by the Nether King's consistent style, he knew very well that there must be a conspiracy involved, but—

This was indeed an excellent opportunity!

In the process of resisting the Orcs, using sacrifice to make the people recognize them and accept them! This Orc Tide was different from previous years; the timing was too early. Once the Orcs were allowed to run rampant, it would cause a large amount of farmland to be destroyed, and the food in those fields had not yet reached harvest time! Of course, he could not accept meaningless sacrifices; Aierwen had one more true trump card, and that was the real reason he dared to stand out and face that group of Fallen Ones.

Thinking of that trump card, Aierwen suddenly regained his confidence. Of course, as a trump card, it was best if it didn't have to be used.

"Brothers, believe me, this time I will definitely bring everyone into the sunlight, to live openly, to fight openly, and to protect the people openly, instead of hiding underground with the infamous name of Rebels, living in constant fear!"

Aierwen said these words with deep sincerity, and his whole person exuded a unique sacred aura. This aura also infected the other brothers of the Holy Light Brotherhood; they reached out and stacked their hands together, swearing in deep and firm voices, "The Holy Light shall prevail!"

Just then, one of the younger brothers suddenly pointed at the town gate not far away and said quickly: "Look, Jiaer and the others have been let in!"

The others also looked over one after another. They had indeed been let in, but the real key was what came next—whether the Nether King's reconciliation was genuine or not would depend on the outcome.

Everyone watched the direction of Jilan Town nervously. Aierwen even subconsciously took two steps forward; if there was any accident on Jiaer's side, they would have to go and support them at any time.

……

Jilan Town, at Priest Walixi's place.

Kubo looked at the old guy in front of him with a calm face, but he was cursing incessantly in his heart. This old guy had asked him to receive the Rebels; if he were just an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter.

But he happened to be a Mage, and now who didn't know that those who were closest to the Rebels were Mages! Many Mages who had become lords had even been directly branded as Rebels.

If it weren't for the relatively close ties between Mages and Elves, they might have been completely purged.

No one expected that a casual remark by an Elf back then would create the increasingly powerful Mage class of today. If he were a Priest, he would also feel worried about this.

And this time, the Nether King summoning those Rebels might even involve some kind of conspiracy!

Regarding this, Kubo was very dissatisfied. He didn't want to be involved in any conspiracy in Jilan Town at all; he just wanted to get through the Orc Tide as quickly as possible and then focus on studying Magic.

The only thing that could counter a Priest was Magic, or if he could still touch the Holy Stele, becoming a Paladin might also be a good choice!

Looking at the old guy's increasingly impatient expression, Kubo sighed in his heart, knowing that he couldn't escape this after all, so he said: "I will personally receive those Rebels, but I hope Priest Walixi can send me a few helpers. I am worried that those Rebels might launch a sudden attack."

Worrying about an attack was, of course, just an excuse; Kubo had never heard of those Rebels actively attacking normal humans! His real purpose was to use this to show that he had no other intentions and would not collude with the Rebels.

Of course, having a Priest participate in receiving the Rebels also provided a safeguard for any potential reversals in the future.

"Very well, I will have Weiketuo go." Priest Walixi mentioned a name casually.

But Kubo dared not relax; Weiketuo was Priest Walixi's own nephew and also a Priest who possessed real power.

If it weren't for the fact that Priest Walixi had no heirs, perhaps this nephew wouldn't have been able to possess real power, and of course, he himself wouldn't have been able to successfully succeed as lord! Such thoughts flashed through Kubo's mind, and he responded with his mouth before leaving the room.

(End of chapter)