Chapter 913 261: The True Essence of the Magic Monarch, The Illusory Boundary, Meeting on the Holy Mountain (10K)_6
Chapter 913 261: The True Essence of the Magic Monarch, The Illusory Boundary, Meeting on the Holy Mountain (10K)_6
"You better pray that your so-called 'ally' who has been eavesdropping on us doesn't let slip to that guy because they can't keep their mouth shut.
Besides, I don't know what you're planning behind the scenes, but if I find out you're guilty of treachery, this..."
Judge Mistro lifted his Priest Robe, revealing the Nail Head Hammer hanging at his waist, and said calmly:
"Regardless of your reasons, I won't hesitate to crush your skull with this good treasure."
"No need for you to worry about that."
Agatha, the religious leader, was almost entertained by this insolent fellow, and angrily said, "Alright, I get the point."
As soon as she said that, she realized something was off, lifted her head to look at the Judge, and noticed the insolent judge looking at her with a meaningful gaze.
"Damn it... I lost control of my emotions."
Agatha cursed herself inwardly for not managing her expressions and words well, then shouted angrily, "Get out!"
"Out I go, but I'll be back rolling in next time anyway."
Mistro laughed arrogantly, patted Sister Astate on the shoulder, and said, "Looks like our religious leader here is eager to see us out today, let's go before someone else personally kicks us out."
Having said that, this judge did not linger and strode out of the place.
...
It wasn't until she returned to the Heresy Tribunal within the Dawn Lord Church that Sister Astate curiously asked:
"Your Honor, were you deliberately provoking Agatha just now?"
"Kid, you are quite clever." Mistro smirked and said, "What do you think I was doing?"
Sister Astate pondered for a moment before giving the answer in her heart: "You wanted to test Agatha's true stance because, in the Holy Hall Assessment meeting, she basically backstabbed everyone who trusted her.
If it weren't for her defection, Pope Mephiel wouldn't have been so easily able to pass the proposal against the Yibel Federation."
"You hit the mark on some points, but missed the core issue."
Judge Mistro snorted coldly and said, "I'm really upset with what Agatha did this time, no doubt about it. I even suspected she betrayed her own human race.
To be honest, people without faith are less likely to have issues compared to those with faith who then abandon it. It's the latter that are troublesome..."
"The latter?"
"If she can abandon her once-sincere faith, she could abandon even more—abandon morality, abandon others' lives, abandon the future of the whole world...
All of this isn't impossible to achieve, after all, history has shown such a situation once."
"Situation? What situation?"
Sister Astate's curiosity piqued instinctively. Although since joining the game, she's long been in the Heresy Tribunal or on the road to judge others, the habit of player mentality to gather key game intelligence hasn't changed.
Looking at the current situation, the game has evidently entered its most grueling chapter.
For Kael, it has been the fifth year since he crossed into this world.
And for players like Sister Astate, who have played since the internal testing phase, a year and a half has passed in the real world.
The game version has also updated to version 1.9, and if trends in virtual online games over the years serve as any guideline, the initial version will soon wrap up only to be replaced by a brand new version 2.0.
Factions within the game have reached an irreconcilable stand-off and conflict.
Tensions are surfacing among the various churches within the Holy Mountain.
Likewise, internal conflicts within each church are barely visible.
Externally, the Sacred Briania has declared war on the Yibel Federation.
Sister Astate, lurking on forums, has also gained intelligence from other players.
For instance, the Church of Literature and Knowledge, which was the first to take sides, expressed dissatisfaction with Briania's decision, and Dinel's religious leader openly stands with the Yibel Federation, demanding justice for the federation.
Now, within the internal Heresy Tribunal of the Dawn Lord Church, new thoughts are emerging...
If the problem cannot be solved, then just solve the people who created this problem.
He can't comprehend his judge's line of thinking. One thing he understood is that the emotions revealed during the confrontation with Agatha did not align with his understanding of the judge.
It seems Judge Mistro noticed Sister Astate's confusion and said plainly, "That's because you haven't had much contact with that old woman, Agatha."
He said meaningfully, "That old woman, for the Goddess Shamtya she believes in, is incredibly sincere. This is the foundation on which she gained countless Shamtya followers' recognition and rose to the position of religious leader over the years.
However...
Agatha, who appears quite amiable, actually has a temper rarely seen among Shamtya's followers.
For instance, my almost blatant face-off just now, during normal times Agatha would've picked up her staff without hesitation, cursing me out while thinking about how to split my skull open.
But not this time, let alone laying a hand or foot, there weren't even curses. This doesn't match her character, there must be some deceit here."
"Do you mean?" Sister Astate furrowed her brow.
"The Agatha I know would only choose to compromise in circumstances necessary for her goddess...
I don't know what divine decree Shamtya might have given that old lady, but in a way,"
Mistro said with a somewhat complex expression, "In some ways, on matters like this, Shamtya is even more reliable than the great Lord of Dawn.
So, when I saw that was her reaction, it ironically gave me some sense of relief.
Not because of Agatha, but because of the goddess behind her. Precisely that goddess, in the determination to protect continental peace, is absolutely serious."
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