Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1183: Chapter 974: How Wonderful Life Is!

Lansendel is not such a kind person, why would he suddenly send his High Priest over, Edna understood immediately upon hearing it.

She didn’t care that one more deity knew about her misfortunes... After all, if there are too many lice, you stop itching, right?

Even Shaer aside, Celene can also keep secrets. This unbelievable situation made Edna conclude: although they know many things, it seems that these few can only secretly enjoy themselves... AO is probably watching all the time!

That God Above Gods doesn’t know what he wants to experiment with her... Does the soap opera brawl turn into a suspense thriller?

Edna, who often watched those carefully arranged dramas by the little fairies of Kalinsan, knew quite a few interesting adjectives.

In the past, she didn’t feel much about these stories, but after awakening, every time she almost immersed herself in memories, she could find all kinds of plot-conforming routines... This made Miss Edna completely unable to think it was a beautiful past... She only felt that the female protagonist in the drama had more or less a bit of brain deficiency.

Although now this suspected Saint, who dares to name herself Miss Manks, makes Edna a bit angry, it indeed brings a little benefit... It can temporarily distract her from muttering about those past things: Even if Lady Midnight is silly, she was her past life, right?

Isn’t it just finding an enemy to shift focus! Edna naturally thought: who doesn’t have a bit of private thoughts?

Edna glanced around, laid out her arrangements, and took the Lansendel Priest to the third floor.

Elvia and most of the Undead Tribe stayed on the ground floor... The largest space here is a circular hall connecting two floors, besides the kitchen and public restroom, there’s a row of small rooms.

In theory, Devis and his guards should stay here, but Edna didn’t trust these people’s loyalty.

Rather than troubling Elvia to be on high alert, it’s better to nip the danger in the bud.

Also, the Undead Tribe prefers places where they can leave anytime... They don’t really need rest.

Devis actually understood Edna’s intentions quite well, so when assigning the second-floor rooms, he directly let the Tiger People stay in the room by the stairs... Although he didn’t know why, Edna and the Undead Tribe seemed to have a strange affection for this tiger.

Sure enough, Edna showed no dissatisfaction with his arrangement... Devis again confirmed the Tiger People’s peculiar status, though the number of question marks in his mind was almost bursting out of his head.

After inviting the guest to the Sunshine Hall on the third floor, Edna sat in the main seat with a smile: ”Please sit, this Lord of Dawn, could I know...”

Before Edna could finish, the Lansendel Priest in armor cheerfully said: ”I am Gendilarei, the exclusive priest of the Spire of the Dawn.”

Leonard exclaimed: ”The Supreme Radiance of Lansendel?”

The listening Devis and Luca instantly stood up, quickly moving away to the window side of the hall... And Nasir, almost directly flashed to the door... It’s TM the Chosen of Lansendel!

The kind of person who swings a hammer at any moment, shouting the glory of our lord... Always impulsively starting fights without reason, a typical representative.

The kind of person the Night Cloak of Shaer’s finds most troubling... Has nothing to do with him, yet can suddenly swing a hammer to hit, the bastard!

”Ah... the words of our lord sometimes need long pondering to understand what he meant, it’s a bit difficult for the Low-rank Priests.” Gendilarei didn’t care much about those few guys fleeing like their butts were on fire, for him, this was common.

Just like when he walked from the Spire of the Dawn to here, the streets suddenly became clean.

He sincerely told Edna: ”Although I still don’t understand his intention, at least I can tell you in detail about the recent events in Deepwater City.

Then I plan to recall all believers to the Spire or let them stay in Agleya City... I guess they’re quite willing.”

”Then let them go to Agleya!” Edna said calmly, ”After all, that Sun Peacock must still be in the Floating Castle.

I believe you can understand, he surely watches the city below every day.

Unfortunately, Agleya has been quite peaceful lately, and all the Little Fairies have gone to Kalinsan.”

Gendilarei certainly understood what this descendant of Azuth meant... Their Main God, for some reason, couldn’t seek new things elsewhere and might be a bit bored lately.

Unexpectedly, Edna also knew... It seems this descendant of Azuth holds a high position in Agleya.

However, Gendilarei recalled the Main God’s message... Somehow, he felt Lansendel was quite excited, it seemed fun was in sight.

When their Lord of Dawn is truly bored, he would say a lot of nonsense, not making this message so simple that he had to step in personally.

No way, Lansendel habitually protects his own, if it is his Chosen who misunderstood the deity’s will, the Lord of Dawn would just repeat it.

But if it were an ordinary priest, he would replace them with someone else... This is a terrifying matter for any priest.

Gendilarei had no choice but to come himself.

He opened a thick copper journal, his face showing a bit of numbness... To be honest, the recent events in Deepwater City made him somewhat suspect if Kelben had converted.

”Probably the most noteworthy recent event in Deepwater City is that Miss Manks... I heard you’ve already met her, Miss Edna?”

”Please call me Edna, don’t add any honorifics... I’m nowhere near comparable to that Miss Saint.”

”Alright~ Edna.

That Miss Saint indeed makes one unable to look straight at her... one can only bow.”

Edna tilted her head... Lansendel’s Chosen chose to bow and smile, while her Chosen opted to create a Mystra?

No... she could feel that the Weave hadn’t denied Kelben’s loyalty, so was he just deceived?

Isn’t that even harder to accept?

This is what Midnight thinks can succeed Azuth?

Is Azuth laughing arrogantly in the Divine Kingdom right now?

This thing also wants to replace him!

Why can the people of Lansendel see through it?

Even though the Dawn Stone can help its controller see through falsehood... and Gendilarei, as the Lord of Dawn’s Chosen, controls the highest level of such Dawn Stones.

Edna still found it hard to endure such a grim reality... This life just can’t go on like this.

Gendilarei looked down, flipping through his notebook: ”This Miss Manks, hailing from a quite famous place, Tarlas Mountain of Harua, was raised by the renowned priestess Grelira Sotoyne.

Because of some unspeakable reason, the ageing Grelira decided to send her to the more Mystra-trusted Kelben... inviting this Chosen to teach her before she comes of age.

However, when Kelben was hosting this potential Miss Saint... ah, although many have judged her identity by her appearance and surname to be legitimate, Black Staff Tower is still reluctant to provide a confirmed answer, so we can only call her potential.

She was inadvertently discovered by Numia’s disciple... that’s the student of the Preaching Mage who succeeded Azuth.

Of course, he could not tolerate such an incident happening... has already written to his teacher, harshly condemning Grelira’s actions... Numia always believed he was Mystra’s most trusted follower.

Thus, this... ah... potential Miss Saint had no choice but to await her final destiny at the Jade Pot Inn.”

The Lord of Dawn’s Chosen glanced at Edna with eyes peeking through the bangs on his forehead: ”Edna... are you planning to travel the continent with a Low-rank Mage?”

”No!” Edna quickly replied, ”I’m not interested in interacting with mages below the Sixth Ring... even less interested in babysitting children.”

”That’s not a child,” Gendilarei said lazily, ”In just a few days, no, I should say, in just a few days since being led out of Black Staff Tower by Numia’s foolish student, a few Great Lords of Deepwater City have already visited her.

Moreover, there are people dueling every day for her favor... ah! This is an eight-year-old girl~ Who knows how dazzling she will be when she grows up.

Tsk tsk, who knows, what the Master of Death feels right now.”

Listening to this tone exactly like Lansendel’s, Edna silently reached out to touch her cheek... she was afraid the sound of her gritting her teeth would be too loud, and someone would notice.

”The Spire of the Dawn always has reliable information, do you know why the old priestess from Harua sent such a one?” She tenaciously held back the urge to curse and asked the question she cared more about.

”Frankly, Harua has been a bit off in recent years,” Gendilarei said seriously, ”That new Mage King, during this time when Weave magic isn’t quite working, is having trouble controlling the situation.

And with Shaer losing the Shadow Weave, her influence over Harua has weakened... I suspect someone has taken over some of the networks that lady abandoned.”

Then he turned his head to look at Nasir, who was stationed by the door, one leg already outside, and said with a smile: ”So, this Shadow Cloak, any information you can share?

Rest assured, my lord has instructed, as long as Lady Shaer does not intend to start another war, as long as you do not commit crimes in front of us, we can temporarily consider you as passersby.

Of course, if you happen to be active, it is best to avoid the Dawn Believers... we never know when we might meddle in others’ affairs.”

Nasir let out a cold laugh but swallowed the curse that was on the tip of his tongue: ”We have to wait for Hydra to return, he’s gone to Kalinsan.

I don’t handle intelligence.”

”Ah... the assassination type?” Gendilarei disapproved, ”With such a high Mage Level, what’s the point of it?

Assassins really have the lowest job.

Life is so wonderful!”

”Are you planning to compare with my lord to see whose Divine Kingdom has more believers?” Nasir couldn’t hold back.