Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 371: Chapter 170: Is Hill the Reincarnation of a Tenth-Generation Good Person?

Fran smiled helplessly.

These High Priests from the Noble Temple, insisting on discussing this matter in the camp, just wanted William to overhear, right?

This might be the most respectable method of retaliation these defeated commanders could find.

It was rare for the people from the Noble Temple to speak up boldly in front of the Space-Time Pope.

Moreover, these High Priests truly detested the management style of the Temple of Time and Space.

If every deity thought that faith was unimportant, what was the purpose of their existence, who ascended their positions through God’s favor? Didn’t the Temple of Time and Space undervalue its own priests’ training?

The result was akin to sending them out to die.

Finding a recognized merit by the World Will was an impossible task.

Fran could imagine the smiles on their faces when they found Olivia along the path of the Holy Guardian’s light.

Although as a priest she wouldn’t die, being rescued by former foes from the Noble Church was indeed quite embarrassing.

Olivia must be seething with rage.

Even William, upon hearing these guys’ words, would feel distressed.

Fran absolutely did not doubt William’s overwhelming sense of honor.

He probably never considered that a priest from the Temple of Time and Space could embark on a journey of redemption. In this regard, William truly overlooked it.

Olivia probably wanted to finish this path of redemption as soon as possible, hence she chose to strike evil.

But typically, such priests would have several devout knights as followers.

Going it alone, she definitely wouldn’t have charged into a den of thieves.

Of course, a priest’s combat capability is not weak, but taking on a hundred opponents alone is still impossible.

They only strive to help the common people within their abilities.

It’s about persevering the life of a monk, that’s all.

Olivia might have truly been dulled by the comfortable life in Saral.

Saral, a newly emerged kingdom of a millennium, even before William’s ascension, was the cleanest human kingdom in the world.

The schemings of the great nobility, and the small nobles’ pursuit of fame and fortune, were all within certain limits.

Like the struggle between Edward and Charles, it even didn’t impact many great nobles who stayed out of the Capital’s affairs.

Saral’s rule over the common people hadn’t reached a level where life was extremely tough.

Once William ascended the throne, he simply and thoroughly cleansed the nobility, and thus there was even less to say.

Olivia wouldn’t think that the atrocities she witnessed in Obastian were the limits of what nobles could do, right?

In those nations without avenues for ascension, those minor lords who could only wreak havoc in their own territories really showed what evil was.

Upon hearing it, Fran knew it was demon worship triggered by the pursuit of extended lifespan.

Regions without Professionals in line for inheritance were most susceptible to such occurrences.

The inheritance rights of Professionals are a bottom line for the Noble Church and a consensus among human deities; no one dares to violate it.

The former Noble Church might look the other way, but not anymore.

Noble Church knights and priests roamed everywhere, keenly seeking out those in league with demons.

Having a book related to demons at home might invite them to exterminate you.

So, Olivia was underestimated?

Killing a priest from the Temple of Time and Space is fine, but stirring issues with the Noble Church isn’t?

This really is the epitome of a vicious cycle of evil fearing evil!

Fran almost laughed out loud: William must be really annoyed at this moment.

William was indeed annoyed.

Olivia’s situation made him realize that those human states truly weren’t afraid of the Temple of Time and Space.

He crouched in front of a light orb, ranting to the God of Time and Space.

”Not wanting faith results in this kind of outcome; what are you so upset about?” the God of Time and Space said, indicating he was too busy to listen to his complaints.

”But I don’t want to be laughed at,” said William dissatisfied, ”Those priests are in your name after all. Don’t you feel it? If one dies one day, you might be the only True God whose follower was killed by an ordinary person.”

”Even if they die, they end up working in my Divine Kingdom, what’s the difference?” The God of Time and Space quipped back before saying, ”I’ve recently been reviewing the Wind Spell scrolls given by Fran. Push his Magister Chapter a bit. It could be interesting combined with Space-Time Magic.”

”Didn’t that priest have an escape Divine Art? Did it fail?” William said through gritted teeth.

”She didn’t want to leave,” said the God of Time and Space, surprised, ”Didn’t you know? She’s on a redemption journey. If she perseveres to the end, even if others from different Temples come, they’ll have to share some of the credit with her too!

Once Space-Time Magic is used, it’s hard to go back, so she hesitated to use it.

She’s a very determined girl, who’d rather lose face than shirk her duties.”

Listening to the Space-Time God, who couldn’t help but praise her, William rolled his eyes.

Research always focused on areas that were different from his own concerns.

”Didn’t she expect to be saved by the Noble Temple?”

”She didn’t expect the Noble Temple to arrive faster than the Temple of Knowledge,” the God of Time and Space laughed, ”Her family seems to have close ties with the Knowledge Church, knowing how to contact them. She just didn’t expect that the Noble Temple would be following her.”

”Was it intentional to follow her?”

”Let me think, there seems to be a woman involved with her, so she always kept close, just waiting for a mishap to happen so she could lend a hand.”

William immediately knew who it was.

So this Olivia, although impulsive, had actually prepared for other possibilities.

She just didn’t expect to end up being calculated for a life-saving favor.

The woman did this likely because she was worried that once Olivia finished her penance journey, she might go after her son, right?

Quite clever.

She even predicted that the Pope from the Space-Time Church wouldn’t fuss over such a trivial matter.

Did she know that the Cardinal from the Noble Church would be so senseless?

But the God of Nobility is someone who really cares about appearances, to a fault. His Cardinals, probably just like him.

William sighed, ”I just don’t like being seen as a soft target.”

”Once there is a formidable force, they will desire a corresponding status,” the God of Time and Space said calmly, ”Haven’t we agreed never to become those who use divine authority to suppress political power? Do you want to be controlled by your own church one day? Haven’t you had enough of the lessons from the God of Nobility?”

William knew he was in for a lecture, but he really felt annoyed!

Although he also knew that increasing the number of divine spells among priests and making them capable in combat and evasion was the only solution as stated by the God of Time and Space.

He suddenly got excited: ”Big guy, can you research a divine scroll? We could be like the mages, even if at a lower level and fewer in number, we could bombard mindlessly!”

The God of Time and Space replied calmly, ”It was impossible before. But now there’s a chance, you collect some sunflower stems and leaves and send them up here, don’t harm the flower itself, and pick a few petals, but not from the same flower.”

William asked in surprise, ”That thing has that use too?”

”Holy Series materials, even if available, are too expensive, who could afford to turn them into blank scrolls?” the God of Time and Space laughed, ”Sunflowers are plants that are very difficult to grow, demons exist in dark dungeons, how could they see the sunlight? They can’t be away from the sun, how much impurity can there be on the surface?

Without the purified soil, sunflowers hardly blossom, let alone produce seeds.

Otherwise why haven’t we heard of such a useful flower before.

Never expected that one day we would see sunflowers everywhere, even the Sun God was surprised.

This flower naturally grew along the paths He walked on when He was still roaming the Earth; they carry His power, but He didn’t create them, so if they were extinct, He himself couldn’t find them.

That Nature Warlock named Hill, being able to bring out so many seeds at once, it’s all luck.”

”Just one look at him and you could tell, luck is always by his side,” William couldn’t help saying, ”I thought I had seen a man who reincarnated from a ten-lifetime good person!”

”That just proves he has contributed more to this world than you have,” the God of Time and Space said mercilessly: ”You need to step it up, or it’ll be too embarrassing.”

William grimaced, quickly bade farewell to the big guy, not planning to stick around for a lengthy sermon.

The big guy was great in all aspects, maintaining his silence when facing others. It was only when he saw William that he always hoped he would instantly become a savior.

It must have been a dream.

Although William would do his best, he couldn’t bring himself to risk his life for this world yet.

And he wasn’t a Nature Warlock, friendly to everyone.

William admitted he was innately biased towards humans; only if humans thrived would he consider other creatures.

Ensuring that his kingdom did no harm to nature was already his greatest contribution.

He called Spencer over and assigned him the task of collecting sunflower stems and leaves.

As for the petals, he had secretly picked them himself in the middle of the night when no one was watching, so he decided to send those up as well.

William felt that the big guy must have spied on him; he was the one sneaking around picking petals from the flowers.

This task couldn’t be given to the Undead Tribe; it was better to have the Guardians trimming the plants, especially now that Hill’s small grove was available, occasionally entering that square park for a while, nothing could go wrong.

If the task were given to the Undead Tribe, they would surely ruin everything.

Even if they were punished afterwards, it wouldn’t be of any use.

After pondering, William decided not to let the Undead Tribe stay in the camp lest they see what the Guardians were doing and couldn’t resist interfering.

He thought about it and straightforwardly issued a directive.

Soon, a large group of the Undead Tribe, calling friends and acquaintances, headed towards the borders of the Dwarf Kingdom.

William had them build a temporary camp at the border; their tasks here were completed.

William took out a few shop cores he had bought from Fran and decided to convert them with divine power.

They would soon be connected to the system store, enough to temporarily satisfy those troublesome fellows.

He also needed to buy a few cooking robots from Hill, William thought happily, not only could he open a restaurant, but he could use them himself; he had long heard of Hill’s passion for gourmet food.