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Chapter 93 Two Churches Entangled in Conflict

In New York City Hall, after mediation by the mayor, high-ranking priests from the Dagon Church and the Brotherhood of the King in Yellow gathered in a meeting room.

They discussed the harmonious development of the two churches in New York, but the conversation was already quite heated from the very first word, making the mayor quite nervous.

"Ancient One, I am here today to have an open and frank discussion about what seems to be going too far by the believers of your church."

Casillas said calmly, but he was actually panicking inside.

Although it seemed that the Ancient One had not recovered her full strength in that battle, killing her would still have been no problem.

Although he had become much stronger during this time because of the great Cthulhu, he was still unsure of himself if he were to actually fight the Ancient One.

Upon hearing this, the Ancient One gently raised her hand, and a gentle yet undeniable energy wave rippled through the air, instantly calming the slightly tense atmosphere in the room.

This startled Kaecilius, who thought he had angered the Ancient One with just one sentence and that she was going to attack him.

"High Priest Casillas, I am aware of your concerns, but please remember that power is not the measure of everything; it must go hand in hand with wisdom, compassion, and self-control."

I have heard about the "excessive" things you mentioned, but every soul has the freedom to choose. As mentors, we should guide rather than force.

Non-mandatory? Is this a push for religious freedom? Or does it mean that all New Yorkers have to worship the King in Yellow?

Kaecilius, who was originally wary of the Ancient One's power, was now enraged. He could not tolerate the potential followers of the great Cthulhu being taken away by the Brotherhood of the Yellow Kings, not even one of them!

"Excuse my bluntness, but your people are disrespectful and spreading rumors to smear our Dagon Church, which is something we cannot tolerate."

Kaecilius's voice carried an undeniable resolve as he stared directly at the Ancient One, attempting to maintain his composure.

"High Priest Casillas, I respect your position and understand your anger. But please allow me to clarify one point: true faith should not be built on exclusion or hatred. The Brotherhood of the King in Yellow, the Church of Dagon, and indeed all religious groups in the world should seek coexistence and understanding, not mutual attacks."

The Ancient One's voice was gentle yet firm as she continued, "I deeply regret the slander and defamation you mentioned. I promise to investigate this matter and ensure that any actions that violate the teachings or disrupt the peace are punished accordingly. But before that, I hope we can use dialogue and understanding as a bridge to resolve our differences together."

Seeing this, the mayor quickly interjected, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "Honorable priests, our purpose today is to promote harmonious coexistence between the two churches, not to deepen the conflict. New York is a melting pot of diverse cultures, and every faith deserves respect."

I believe that through our joint efforts, we will be able to find a solution that is acceptable to everyone.

You've said all the nice things and the mean things, what else can I say?

Casillas noticed that the mayor was gradually showing signs of turning against him. Perhaps his words were not biased towards the other side and he was maintaining neutrality, but in Casillas' view, this was a shameful betrayal!

"In my opinion, we haven't done anything except intensify our missionary efforts, and you haven't suffered any losses, have you?"

Mordo spoke at this moment, and his words immediately aroused the hostility of the priests of the Church of Dagon.

"Venerable Modu, how can you speak of our troubles so lightly? Those malicious rumors and attacks have seriously affected the reputation of our church and the peace of our believers."

If your Brotherhood of the King in Yellow were truly sincere, you should immediately stop these actions, instead of engaging in empty talk of reconciliation here!

Upon hearing this, Evans was enraged. He stood up abruptly, his finger almost touching Mordo's nose: "Mage Mordo, your words are so irresponsible! Don't you, the Brotherhood of the Yellow Kings, realize the source of those rumors?"

Or are you deliberately condoning, or even participating in, this? We, the believers of the Dagon Church, are suffering unprecedented slander and misunderstanding; how can you so casually call it "missionary effort"?

Mage Mordo's expression darkened, but he did not back down. Instead, he responded more firmly: "Priest Evans, I reiterate, our Brotherhood of the Yellow Kings has never participated in or condoned any malicious acts against other religions."

As for those rumors, I'm willing to investigate them thoroughly with you to find the real mastermind, but before that, please don't easily pin the blame on us.

The argument between the two quickly escalated, with both becoming extremely agitated, and the atmosphere in the meeting room became tense once again. Seeing this, the mayor and the Ancient One quickly stepped forward to intervene and try to quell the unnecessary conflict.

"Enough! Priests, please calm down!"

The mayor raised his voice.

"We are here to resolve issues, not to create more conflict. Please allow us to continue the dialogue and find a solution acceptable to both sides."

The mayor's words were quite nice, but none of the priests present listened to him.

How could priests who possess divine power listen to the words of a mortal? Even if he is the mayor, he is nothing more than a leader.

"It seems there's nothing more to discuss between us, Ancient One. I hope you remember what I said today: the Church of Dagon will never stand idly by while its believers are harmed innocently. You will regret this."

After a brief silence, Casillas spoke coldly, then led his priests away from the conference room without looking back, leaving the mayor looking embarrassed.

"Mr. Mayor, thank you for your mediation. Although today's talks did not yield any results, I believe that as long as we remain open and inclusive, we will one day be able to find a way to coexist peacefully."

The Ancient One said to the mayor.

"You're right, Ancient One. That's always been my opinion. I hope your two churches can live in harmony."

The mayor forced a smile and spoke in the standard jargon of politicians.

The Ancient One, with a stern expression, decided to stay and play house with a mortal. She then signaled to her priests to depart as well.

After both groups of people left, the mayor, who had been all smiles, immediately changed his expression.

He took a cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

"Mayor, are you planning to cooperate with us?"

(End of this chapter)