Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 737 First Clash (5 in 1)

Roy followed Tajer into the warehouse.

By asking casually and combining the basic information I had gathered before setting off, I quickly understood their current situation.

Because the organization had suffered a major blow, its various units had gone into hiding and moved underground.

Not to mention Tajer, even he, the new person in charge, didn't know where the specific personnel were. He could only put himself in the open, like a campfire illuminating the whole world.

Currently, the wizarding monastic communities are largely silent.

Many mentors don't even know if they are alive or dead, let alone perform their duties normally.

"To be honest, I found out about you on your very first day applying for a job at the palace."

After contacting Akademia and combining my own observations, I spent a long time confirming before sending you a request to meet..."

“Even without temples and churches, the monarchy itself naturally abhors monasticism, so it’s good that you’re being cautious.”

"This is also because of Lux's colleagues..."

It has now become a theocratic state, ruled by Islamic law.

Tajer couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he mentioned this.

"Don't worry, I'll go there myself to take a look after some time."

Roy comforted him.

Soon after, Roy formally introduced Freya's identity to Tajer.

"This is Freya, an academy lecturer. She was the one who relayed my orders and guided my work during my time in the Kingdom of Lux, where I was rebuilding the organization."

At the same time, I will also have her serve as a lecturer here to familiarize herself with the procedures of the hermitage organization.

"I will obey your orders."

Tajer immediately expressed his obedience.

“Now, hand over the contact list you have, and I will personally speak with those native nobles and the undercover agents.”

Roy then added.

Upon hearing this, Tajer hesitated slightly.

Roy said, "I know this isn't exactly standard procedure, but if anything goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility. You can rest assured."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Tajer thought about it and agreed.

Next came the replenishment of supplies.

Roy handed over some resources from the academy to him, along with contact information for any potential additional personnel.

As the conversation progressed, it became a little after 2 p.m., and the gathering that Tajer had organized began.

Roy took Freya to observe the event.

Unlike last time, this time the "professor" has already begun to gain some fame.

After the introduction, it sparked a heated discussion among the crowd.

"Professor, author of 'How to Get Rich'?"

The apprentices all turned into enthusiastic fans, neglecting the normal learning process and rushing to ask questions.

"Ahem, these skills are only to help everyone live better in the secular world. Everyone should focus more on the extraordinary and not put the cart before the horse."

Roy couldn't help but point it out.

"That makes sense, but everyone is desperately poor right now. Only by getting rich can we cultivate ourselves better!"

"You said in your book that turning lead into gold is a real thing. How exactly can it be done?"

"My estate has the facilities for winemaking, and I want to get rich through winemaking. Do you have super yeast?"

"Regarding the 'steam engine' invention you mentioned, I recently had an idea. Do you think it would be feasible to manufacture rubber rings this way?"

The apprentices all asked questions.

Well, as expected of the people of Tijjara, they have a great passion for wealth.

Roy considered that there was some truth to what they said, and since there was plenty of time, he decided to give an impromptu speech.

His words, whether intentional or not, were a self-promotional tactic, promoting Luo's alchemy and planting the seeds of alchemy.

During this time, he inexplicably discovered that the mysterious voice he had sensed before seemed to pierce through the void, like a prayer echoing in his mind, and reappeared.

Roy was taken aback.

"Wait, could this be a belief originally belonging to the goddess of wealth?"

Drawing upon faith is something...

He did it in the world of Astor!

They redeemed Sister Windsorbell's soul from Hell and successfully intercepted the Lord of Light.

And now, it seems to be the goddess of wealth...

These Tijjaran people, who have long been influenced by the commercial atmosphere, have transferred what could be called the anchor of "faith" to themselves!

……

After finally managing to get by, Roy returned to his temporary residence at 42 Duke Street, as dusk was falling.

Atedia waited there: "My lord, shall we arrange a dinner party?"

The household was cooking normally, but this was done to avoid suspicion.

Now that Roy has mastered the Hermes' seal, he can use magic to preserve dishes if he really doesn't want to eat them.

Anyway, it won't be a waste.

"You guys eat first, I have something to take care of."

Roy gave a brief reply and went to his study to calmly sense the faint, ethereal points of light in the air.

Somewhat surprisingly, the soul particles surrounding me have included believers in "knowledge" and "money".

Contrary to my initial assumption that they were money-grubbers, at least half of them actually believed in knowledge.

"Even the fields of knowledge are represented; my sources of faith are too diverse, this is truly..."

I don't know if it's good or bad!

Roy recalled some knowledge about "soul studies" and "the realm of faith," knowing that deities are formed from pure faith.

The faith power collected by those true gods who ascended to their thrones was on an enormous scale.

The quality is also quite pure.

But faith and divine power are things that the more the better, and the quantity is also very important.

"Speaking of the knowledge domain, I have already obtained a fragment of a godhood from the academy. I have been collecting information and developing plans over the past few days, and I am almost ready."

Let's just use it all up in one go!

A moment later, Roy took out an object from his spatial ring. It was a crystal the size of a date pit, radiating a clear and bright golden light.

“Gianna’s Divine Fragment (Level 4)...”

Domain: Knowledge...

"A fragment of the divine essence originating from Giana, the god of knowledge in a certain world; an ancient guardian of the academy; a inheritor of sacred wisdom and magical tomes..."

Roy took out his self-compiled "Book of Formations," clapped his hands, and pressed the crystalline substance into it.

After a transformation of spirit and matter, the process of "spiritual materialization" is reversed.

The fragments of divine essence transformed into golden light and were completely absorbed into the book.

Immediately afterwards, Roy placed his palm on the book and used his mental power to manipulate the power of the divine essence, constructing new functions for it.

After that, he took out the golden Holy Grail and dripped a drop of golden liquid onto it.

With the divine power of his wishes infused into it, the book took another step closer to becoming the kind of magical artifact of his desired school of thought.

It was at this moment that Roy suddenly sensed that the Book of Formations was shimmering with light, and that the pages were automatically turning, generating new pages out of thin air.

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"Very good, very smooth."

Just as I expected!

Seeing this, Roy was very satisfied.

At this point, the "Book of Formations" had already incorporated the fragments of divine knowledge provided by the academy, becoming a basic semi-divine artifact.

Although it is still very rough and remains in the "semi-finished" stage, it does have a function similar to website updates.

This already allows one to sense strong thoughts and collect corresponding knowledge.

He had already laid out the framework for the tool, and recently he has been adding new features to the site as if he were writing code.

The apprentices, on the other hand, used the "publish" function to fill in the content.

Before it becomes a true god, it cannot receive the power of faith anytime and anywhere like a true god.

But just now, perhaps driven by the divine power of the wish crystal, a whole bunch of things were updated.

Roy flipped through it.

As a result, at this moment, a new page is generated, which is represented by the addition of new pages in the book.

He turned his attention to it and unexpectedly discovered that the part about "fake gold" had been improved.

Contributors...

They are native apprentices from this world!
"It's from this world?"
Compared to the Alchemy Academy in Archadmia, where the school of thought has already begun to take shape, the 'Luo Family Alchemy' faction, which is directly related to me in this world, is not even in its infancy.

It's truly a rare thing that someone could make a contribution.

Roy couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

"An improved method for refining copper and zinc, and a better version of the Fool's Gold technique?"

Soon, a strange look appeared on his face.

Some alchemists would smelt copper and zinc into brass, which was also known as "fool's gold" or "sun metal," and could be plated with gold to imitate gold.

This apprentice, your idea is quite outrageous!

……

To prevent local apprentices from going astray, Roy had to reorganize the classics and combine them with the knowledge he gained from his own talents to create a secret formula for refining true gold.

After that, the apprentice's identity was also discovered.

Inside the mansion, the secret agent, Puranjie, reported.

"The man's name was Zaif, the youngest son in an antique dealer's family."

He discovered a mysterious ancient book that had been hidden for many years in the attic of his home, passed the will test of the "Book of Wizards", and became a hermit.

Thanks to his solid foundation, he reached a level where he was qualified to learn spell models in just over a year.

"Oh, do you know what the apprentices specialize in?"

"It's the 'transmutation' technique from alchemy!"

"This apprentice is destined to be my student!"

Roy nodded upon hearing this.

"However, how can I give him this secret formula for refining gold?"

Roy suddenly realized that this was a problem.

"Appearing rashly and revealing one's identity would not only shake the foundation of the Secret Order's trust, but could also invite unnecessary suspicion and testing."

Only by letting him obtain it "by chance" can we accept it as a matter of course.

This also served to evade the eyes and ears of the Temple's spies, ensuring that every step was taken naturally and without leaving a trace.

After a moment's thought, Roy decided to test a certain function of the Book of Formations.

This was originally designed to develop a school of thought, and it seems to be useful in this scenario.

Shortly after, in the secret room.

The Book of Formations appeared out of thin air, and on its thick cover, the golden scales pattern, representing the basic principles of Luo's alchemy and transmutation arrays, reflected a faint glow in the dim candlelight.

Driven by magic, the book opened silently and automatically, turning the pages and stopping at the knowledge page corresponding to "Flamemer's Sudden Wealth".

Divine magic... "God-given power!"
Unlike the manifestation of spiritual power, it is a mysterious energy that is close to the materialization of spiritual power.

Roy quickly sensed Zaif's location using his powerful soul, which made him seem like a high-ranking deity.

"go with!"

A ray of golden light burst forth from the book and disappeared into the void.

……

It was May 25th, a full month since their last meeting at the warehouse.

Zaif, an apprentice who had just turned 18, lay in the attic of his family's shop, engrossed in reading the book he had recently acquired, "How to Get Rich."

He had already learned within the circle that this was written by the newly arrived "Professor".

Afterwards, during a secret meeting at the warehouse, he was genuinely impressed by her extensive knowledge.

Zaif took the opportunity to ask some questions he had been pondering for a long time, and unexpectedly, a casual remark made everything clear to him.

After returning, he experimented in his secret laboratory and actually managed to refine the "Fool's Gold" recorded in ancient methods.

They even improved the process!

All of this made Zaif increasingly worship "Professor," and even subtly developed a belief similar to that of a god of wealth.

The strange feeling Roy experienced stemmed from this.

That's why Roy said that he had a connection with this apprentice, which was actually a source of faith at the level of shallow faith.

"Professor..."

"There's something there, he's really teaching!"

Although he didn't spend a long time reading it, he finished the book in just one month.

After eliminating many chapters that were not suitable for him, Zaif turned his attention to a certain method of "aging".

"Rust and foul water..."

One soak lasts a hundred years, two soaks last five hundred years, three soaks last a thousand years...

A comprehensive guide to aging metal objects...

"Great stuff, really great stuff!"

Zaif suddenly felt like he was being tortured again.

"Let me see: the 'rotten water' condensed from the morning swamp miasma, the 'sands of time' symbol settled at the bottom of the hourglass, the natural verdigris scraped from the bronze door knocker of the cemetery, mixed with vinegar..."

The quill pen scratched against the paper, and Zaif studied diligently, gradually deducing the true secret from some metaphors.

But, right now.

A strange, inexplicable feeling stirred within Zaif.

As if receiving a mysterious revelation, he turned the pages without any instruction, following an inexplicable intuition to stay on a new page.

The faint yet real radiation of magical energy was resonating with his mental intentions.

The moment I saw the contents clearly, I was stunned.

"How did this extra page appear? I don't remember it being there before!"

Soon, Zaif thought of the legend of the Book of Wizards.

This is something that has been around for a long time. People who join monastic organizations and become seekers of truth have more or less had similar experiences.

His heart skipped a beat, and he eagerly began to read it.

"The method of forging true gold, Flamelkin..."

The author is a professor!

Under the influence of divine power in the mysterious realm of knowledge, this originally ordinary book was temporarily transformed into "The Wizard's Book".

The extra pages contained the secret recipe that Roy had sent!

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June has arrived.

Roy was relieved to find that Zaif, whom he had been secretly monitoring, had finally been steered onto the right track.

"That's more like it! True extraordinary power is what's worth pursuing. What kind of behavior is it to be preoccupied with those unscrupulous merchants all day long!"

Although the boy had been exposed to his father's unscrupulous business practices from a young age, he was used to seeing his father cheat and deceive out-of-town merchants.

If he becomes a formal wizard in the future, he will probably have to think about some unorthodox and unorthodox things.

But Roy was broad-minded, and there were indeed similar traditions in alchemy.

That's tolerable.

"What I have gained in the past, namely, [Flamemer's sudden wealth] and [the spirit of Zossimus], involves these aspects."

Perhaps this will allow us to find a successor and pass on the secret techniques for dyeing gold.

Alternatively, at the very least, they could get a formal wizard; who knows, they might even receive a reward from the world's will and share some of the protagonist's aura.

In addition, it verified the magical function of the "Book of Formations".

Belief systems and divine power can also be used for communication!

Although it's a bit extravagant, in certain extreme situations, one can contact these "sparks," which serves as a form of insurance.

Moreover, in theory, this method would not be detected by "divine prophecy," because even the weakest divine power is still divine power!
However, Roy quickly put that matter aside and turned his attention to other things.

"Lux has been making some unusual moves lately, sending quite a few elite knights towards Tijara..."

Not long after, Syrmako paid a visit and, as expected, brought up the matter as well.

"Our identities are public knowledge, so they shouldn't be so blatant... That would be to instigate a planar war and force legendary mages and archmages to intervene!"

However, cracking down on subordinates and the activities of the secret society is a foregone conclusion.

I plan to issue a Level 1 risk warning and reduce the frequency of gatherings.

"I agree."

Roy had no doubts whatsoever.

Symarko nodded secretly, then said, "Next, we must try to maintain our influence over the king and prevent any trouble from the official level."

"It would be even better if we could cause them some trouble at their temple here."

Roy said, "I'm not very optimistic about this, because the king is clearly going to be a fence-sitter."

If the Temple still had any reservations, the existing Church of the Goddess of Wealth in Tijjara was perhaps even more practical.

"The Church of the Goddess of Wealth..."

"We're still at a disadvantage."

"Symak ​​sighed."

"The worship of the goddess of wealth in this world has declined for many years."

The god they worship may have already perished, or may have wandered among the stars for many years and has not yet returned.

It's nowhere near comparable to the Temple of the Lord of Light!

There are differences even between gods.

In some places where miracles have occurred, or even where deities reside, the local gods are more powerful, and it's possible that even a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local snake.

But in this world, there has been no news of the Goddess of Wealth for over a thousand years.

The church's power greatly declined.

From the perspective of Vizel or Achinila, although wealth is rooted in a deep-rooted faith with very strong motivations, the gods born from it have never been powerful. The power of faith is scattered across various worlds and has its own anchor points.

This created the respective gods of wealth in each world.

They are often like feudal lords, each ruling their own territory, unlike the ancient and powerful Lord of Glory who was able to create a pantheon.

Many "messengers of holy light" are actually lower-level gods from a past world who joined the pantheon of light because they belonged to the same realm of light!
They are also called "Gods of Light" or similar "God-Kings" by their followers. This is somewhat similar to the relationship between chiefs, kings, and emperors.

A village with a few hundred people can have a king, and it can have an emperor!

The powerful temple here is actually ruled by a lower-ranking god who acts as the "ruler of the mortal realm".

But they are indeed under the command of the Lord of Light and have been granted the power to draw upon faith.

Even their primary profession is "Legendary Priest"!
This represents the "mortal body before becoming a god" or the "saintly form," which is the "professional template" of a divine entity.

He is not a native god of this world, but a preacher who expands the territory of the God of Light. Therefore, regardless of his personality, he is inevitably domineering in his style.

"I plan to temporarily lay low and hide in the shadows, while also focusing on rebuilding my organization within the Kingdom of Lux!"

After talking with Symarko for a while, Roy told him about his decision.

"My mastery of the 'Teleportation' spell gives me a significant mobility advantage in this low-magic world."

"You can travel back and forth between the two places, keeping their attention at bay."

"The organization rebuilding on Lux's side..."

Syrmako nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I'll try my best to cover for you here."

……

6 month 10 day.

After making some arrangements, Roy left Tijala and secretly traveled to the Kingdom of Lux in the eastern part of the continent.

He did not go directly into the city, but instead went to the forest near the capital, Luxis.

It was already night, and the forest, shrouded in twilight, was quiet and gloomy, with towering ancient trees blocking out the light of day.

In a forest clearing, a circular platform made of gray-white stones stands quietly, its surface covered with faded runes.

Roy stepped onto the stone platform and felt the subtle flow of magic beneath his feet.

"Fortunately, the anchor point here is still functioning normally, so we can teleport to nearby locations in the future, saving us the trouble of traveling back and forth!"

"who!"

Suddenly, figures darted about in the woods.

Several warning bone spears shot out and landed near him.

Roy turned his head and saw a gaunt old man wearing a dark green cloak.

He emerged from behind the tree, his sunken eyes gleaming with an eerie green light, surrounded by surging magical energy, indicating he was in battle mode.

"Are you Wald from the Necromancer Academy?"

Roy revealed the other person's name and showed them his keepsake.

"You...you are Professor Kirick!"

Wald paused, then lowered the bone staff in his hand.

Roy said, "That's right, I am Kirick, sent by the Academy. What are you doing here? Where are the others?"
Kustos, Filani, Valdian...

I remember there were such wizards.

They are all similar to Tuvar, the mushroom-growing figure in the Orc world, and are long-term undercover agents.

Wald heard this, and his wrinkled hand trembled slightly.

He opened his mouth, but only managed a few hoarse sobs.

After a long silence, he said in a low voice, "Dead... all dead..."

Those damned Templar Knights...

They burned them and their apprentices to death!
Not just here, but throughout the entire kingdom, there are hardly any seekers of truth left...

I had no choice but to dismiss my apprentices and send them into hiding.

******
As expected, apart from those on the publicly executed list, almost all the other missing persons were not spared.

Roy even suspected that the Wald in front of him had also been turned and become a traitor.

However, he did not reveal this suspicion to the other party, after all, the other party might really be a survivor who had escaped by luck.

He subtly inquired about the other man's recent situation and learned that Wald was surviving in the wilderness in this forest, so he suggested visiting his shelter.

He used his mental power to scan the forest along the way and repeatedly checked Wald's condition.

If the other party has been attacked by holy light-attribute divine magic, even if they receive healing, their necromancer aura will change.

Moreover, unbeknownst to Ward, the leopard woman Beryl, who had come with Roy, had already arrived at the direction of the sanctuary Ward had mentioned before them.

She is very familiar with the forest environment; returning to the forest is like returning to her hometown.

Higher and farther away, the divine scout "Zofir" established a communication link and transmitted a signal.

"Nothing unusual was detected..."

Soon after, Roy followed Wald to his hiding place.

It was a dark cave, with a few shimmering moss patches barely illuminating the cramped space. In the corner were a few wooden crates and backpacks.

Some simple spell traps were scattered around, and skeleton soldiers and witch beasts patrolled the area.

Well, here comes another Mushroom King Tuvar.

Even Tuvar knew to find a village, pretend to be an orc farmer, and farm the land, with a group of apprentices to serve him like his "children"...

Wald was truly terrified and ran away to hide in the deep mountains and forests, living a primitive life like a savage.

Roy immediately activated "Interdimensional Summoning," summoning the 36 level-two skeleton mage warbands he had obtained from Osteron, and then gave him a token.

"This unit will be temporarily placed under your command. In the near future, your task is to guard the teleportation array and ensure the safety of the surrounding area."

Actually, doing this doesn't make much sense; it's just a way to disguise yourself as an important target...

However, even Wald, a first-level wizard, was utterly shocked when he saw this scene.

I suddenly felt like I'd finally made it through, and I almost cried tears of joy.

"As ordered!"

……

The next day, Roy, carrying the information given to him by Wald, used "Animation" to create a simple face and officially entered Luxis City under the disguised identity of "Ilor".

This time, Sister Windsorbell was by his side.

Her power attribute is holy light type, so she can impersonate a saintess if necessary.

He himself wore a faith amulet given to him by the academy, pretending to be a believer.

Suddenly, the charred stakes standing on both sides of the street caught their attention.

It was an iron metal frame, and although it had obviously been cleaned, the horrific sight of the charred corpse struggling in its grotesque posture still seemed to appear before my eyes.

Based on previously gathered information, there are some wizards and apprentices within the academy, as well as truth seekers developing locally...

They were tied to such frames and burned alive!

"The organization also suffered severe blows from peripheral forces."

Even the nobles and wealthy merchants who had initially supported the 'truth seekers' dared not step forward.

Those kinds of people are indispensable for spreading knowledge in the secular world.

However, Roy did not rush to make contact. Instead, he lived there as a down-on-his-luck nobleman named Ilor, indulging in food, drink, and entertainment.

Eglis is not only composed of large kingdoms such as Lux and Tijala, but also many smaller kingdoms and even city-states.

It was also common for disgraced nobles to live as recluses in other places.

The identity he has now acquired is one of the organization's few remaining "legacy" assets, and he cannot afford to lose it.

……

Before we knew it, it was June 30th.

Roy once again used "teleportation" to return to Tijara from the distant Kingdom of Lux.

They still took a long detour, making a special trip back from outside the city.

He has been doing this frequently lately, shuttling between his two identities, making him a true master of time management.

However, shortly after returning to 42 Duke Street, Roy received news that the Temple missionary Kerrigama had launched an operation with his newly arrived knightly order.

Freya, looking somewhat anxious, told him, "The Temple attacked the warehouse in the west of the city and captured Tajer!"

"Ok?"

Roy sat down in a chair in the living room.

"What exactly happened?"

"The cause and effect are still unknown. It is possible that the Chamber of Commerce controlled by Tajer had an informant infiltrated and was reported."

They used the pretext of seizing contraband, and the kingdom's officials didn't interfere much..."

"Tajir is just bait; he's probably still after me."

Roy pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion.

At this critical moment, he wasn't thinking about where to rescue Tajer or how to negotiate with Kairigma, but rather whether Symak ​​was trustworthy.

"And at this crucial moment, countless eyes are watching me, wanting to know my next reaction."

However, Roy quickly made a decision.

……

A few minutes later.

suburbs.

The Templar Knights' stronghold in Kepang.

A beam of light streaked across the air like a shooting star before crashing to the ground.

Kerrigama was inside discussing something with several second-level knights when he heard the news. His expression changed drastically, and he led them out.

At the same time, dozens of first-class knights also rushed out.

They were all dressed in bright armor blessed with holy light, and held long, pointed holy spears in their hands, with a shield bearing holy symbols on their other side.

These are the highly trained, elite Crusaders, who fight for their gods across countless planes and worlds.

"Lord Kirick..."

"Let's not beat around the bush, was Tajir captured and brought here by you?"

Roy interrupted the other person and asked directly.

"good."

"Kerigema said in a deep voice."

"In that case...

Release them, or die!

Hearing his words, Kairigma couldn't help but smile.

"Will the warriors of God yield to your threats?"

As they spoke, holy light suddenly descended.

Kerrigma's priest robes fluttered without wind, his pupils turned pure gold, and two pairs of wings formed from light unfolded behind him.

As the phantom of ancient armor appeared around him, a longsword burning with holy flames also appeared in his hand.

"I am the sword of the heavens, sent for purification..."

At the same time, similar golden pupil phenomena also appeared on several level two knights, but only one pair of angel wings appeared, and the energy level they brought was at the level of a level two warrior.

"Evil wizard, accept the punishment of justice!"

Full of confidence, Kairigma made a righteous declaration.

next second.

Boom!

Anjali suddenly appeared from the side, unleashing a powerful attack with her Demonic Hand, followed by an explosive punch, sending him flying.

******
While Anjali made her move, Artia, Pranzie, Beryl, and others acted independently, like tigers among sheep, easily killing many Templar Knights.

In the process, they indeed demonstrated extraordinary combat skills.

But Roy equipped his followers with such strong resources that they solved the problem in no time.

With eyes wide with rage, Kairig jumped out of the building's ruins, only to be met by a giant puppet, over ten meters tall, already clad in Apostle armor, resembling a mecha pilot.

Boom!

With another punch, An Jiali blasted him straight into the ground.

Holy light shone down, like a pillar of light descending from the sky, enveloping Kailigma like stage lights.

The abrasions on his body melted away in an instant, as if ice and snow had melted away.

But the losses suffered by his subordinates were something he had never anticipated.

Roy's assertiveness escalated the situation to a point where even he himself could not control it.

In his shock and anger, he was caught off guard by Roy's "malicious transformation spell".

"Cuck!"

Kairigma temporarily transformed into a giant toad.

At this moment, Freya found Tajer in the backyard of the stronghold.

After quickly determining that there were no traps nearby, he swung his Lightseeker's Sword and released him from his restraints.

"Ms. Freya!"

Tajer said with delight.

Freya waved her hand: "Take your people and leave now!"

"Oh, oh, okay!"

Before Tajer could react, he quickly did as instructed.

A while later, after leaving the base, they found that Roy and the others were already waiting outside.

"My lord, why not press our advantage and wipe them out in one fell swoop?"

Freya voiced her doubts.

Roy chuckled: "If it's just a two-way battle, then of course we can do that."

But the situation is now very complicated, so we should act quickly and get out as soon as possible to achieve our goal.

Now that we've rescued Tajir, there's no need to cause any more trouble.

It's possible to continue playing.

However, his tests revealed that Kairigma possessed the ability to summon angels to possess him, making him a level three combatant. Killing him would require considerable effort.

Moreover, if we kill Kerigma, will there not be a second or third similar missionary, and will other angels not descend?

The Temple already holds the upper hand in this world, and can produce a dozen or even dozens of level-three combatants at any time. If I were to fight them head-on, I would have to pay a certain price.

So Roy opted for a quick in-and-out approach, beating them up and killing a few insignificant minor characters to settle the matter.

Back in the city, Kerigma lost the initiative; any further retaliation would be a matter for later.

Kepang was the Kepang of the Tijara nobles, not the Kepang of his Crusaders and the Temple.

Sure enough, on their way back to the city, Roy and his group saw that many of the kingdom's troops had been mobilized.

All the knights, heroic knights, and kingdom generals stood ready and prepared for the great battle.

Seeing Roy and the others return so quickly, they were quite surprised.

Roy ignored them, flew into the city, and settled Tajer in.

Then, as expected, Syrmac arrived.

"You beat up Kairigma?"

The sorcerer from Achinila was a wise man and quickly understood Roy's intention.

"This result is not bad!"

I was originally planning to help you, but now it seems that all I need to do is create a good public opinion environment and cause him trouble!

"The missionary Kelugma was blinded by profit and provoked a conflict without authorization, causing serious losses to the Knights Templar. He was an act of recklessness and opportunism!"
Such a despicable person, unworthy of being a high-ranking member of the order, is suspected of being in cahoots with the devil and deliberately sabotaging the great cause that would bring glory to Tijjah!

It is recommended that His Majesty the King strip him of his position as tutor to the Crown Prince and expel him from the country, never to be employed again!

Roy knew he had to cause trouble for Kairigma, otherwise, the other party would be too idle and keep an eye on him, making him uncomfortable.

He had already planned out the consequences before taking action, and immediately summoned the girl's skull to begin writing down his suggestions.

Simako was stunned for a moment, but when he realized what was happening, he couldn't help but admire him greatly.

You bastard, you're defying the holy light while bathed in it!

Why does this sound so familiar?
Roy's perspective was entirely from the Temple's point of view, assuming that the Temple's leadership was not monolithic and that there were many conflicts between secular and divine authority during the rapid expansion process.

Even within the temple itself, there will inevitably be internal conflicts.

A position like Kailigema's is being watched by many people, who want to find fault with him.

This time, we started the dispute without authorization and ended up losing. If we don't make trouble for him, who should we make trouble for?
Of course, Roy never thought that his eloquent words would prevent the Temple from holding him accountable.

But being a wizard, he was inherently hostile to them.

What's the big deal about killing a few first-class knights?
Internal strife is what really matters!

……

"The wizard Kiric..."

Missionary, Keligoma!

Soon, in the royal palace.

King Kepan learned of the outcome of the battle between the two sides.

Immediately afterwards, Symako entered the palace to pay his respects, bringing with him a letter of advice written by Roy.

The worldly king looked at it with a strange expression.

"The temple operates in Kepang to proclaim the grace of the radiant Lord and bestow glory upon us..."

This is a good thing!

Unfortunately, the missionary was entrusted to the wrong person. He was hot-tempered and reckless, and was indeed not up to the task of tutoring the crown prince!
Summon Ambassador Lukes and declare our position!
Furthermore, arbitrarily detaining domestic businessmen and obstructing legitimate trade activities is indeed overstepping its bounds.

I intend to expel Kerigma and the knightly order under his control from this country, and I hope your nation will be aware of this."

The king's decree was issued, and Ambassador Lux had to cancel an evening banquet and rush to the palace to be reprimanded.

During this time, Tajer also unleashed his backlash ultimate move.

He had been operating here for many years and was not entirely without resources; it was just that his own strength was insufficient, and he was powerless to resist the capture by Kairigma and his group.

However, after the incident and once his personal safety was secured, he immediately brought up his donations to the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, his status as an honorary believer who had received diocese commendation, and his personal relationships with royalty and nobility to join the condemnation.

The nobles, both high and low, listed all of Kairigma's misconduct during his time in Kaipang.

In an instant, everyone condemned him, and he became someone whom both heaven and man resented.

Faced with this situation, the Holy Church has no choice but to seriously consider recalling Kerrigama to eliminate the negative impact.

After all, the Lord of Light is a lawful and good deity, and must act in accordance with rules.

After Kailigema finally managed to tally up the losses and report and explain the situation to his superiors, he heard the news that he was about to be dismissed from his post.

"Clap!"

He was so startled that he dropped the scriptures in his hands to the ground.

(End of this chapter)