"Hahaha. Burn the entire mountain down?" A laughter ca from inside the Church of Summoning. "I would appreciate it if you don't misquote , old man. I can never say sothing like that."
The voice was filled with the strange power of natural laws. No magic was used, yet the surroundings started turning warr as the footsteps resounded.
"Oh? Then what did you say?" Avilia asked, realizing who this voice belonged to. She rembered eting this person a few tis... The Holy Priest of Flas, also considered one of the strongest four.
It was clear that her people weren't lying. This person had personally arrived here... The man whose arrogance knew no bounds. However, he was also skilled enough to back that arrogance with strength.
A young man ca into view as he finally stepped out of the Church of Summoning. Not the hands of the man were in his pockets as he walked as if he had no care in the world. A grin was spread across the lips of the young man, who looked to be in his late twenties.
The man had short flaming red hair that could easily make him stand out in a crowd.
"I clearly never told him that I would burn this mountain down if you didn't et ," the man repeated, taking a proper glance at Avilia. "What I said was that I would burn down this entire Mountain Range if you didn't et . I'm hurt that they would change my words to malign . You should really train your dogs so they can hear better next ti."
Even though all the mountains in this mountain range were covered in a twenty-inch thick layer of snow, the Holy Priest of Light still couldn't care less. If he wanted to destroy all these mountains, it was like child's play for him, after all.
Unlike Elora, who was the newest addition to the Holy Priests, considered to be the weakest, and Lira who didn't have Ancestral Staff or peak tier magical strength, the Holy Priest of Flas had everything.
He was also one who had his abilities the longest out of the current generation of elental rulers. He looked like he was in his late twenties, but in reality, he was much older.
"If you want to try, I won't stop you," Avilia answered. "But I will certainly tell you one thing. The day this mountain range gets engulfed by flas, the very next day, all mbers of the Church of Flas will be inside my beasts' stomach. Oh, and that includes you."
"You're just like I heard," the Holy Priest of Flas smirked. The threat in those words was as clear as day to him. However, it wasn't enough to intimidate him. "An aggressive one with a big mouth. People with those characteristics tend to have a really short life span, young lady."
"Anyway, since it's our first eting, I'll let it go," he added.
"Oh, how kind," Avilia sarcastically responded. "Since it's our first eting, I'll let it go as well. Just tell why you're here. Or is it your hobby to go to places without being uninvited?"
"When you're strong, there is no place where you're uninvited as long as one wants to be invited," the red-haired man responded.
He didn't get angry at Avilia's responses. If anything, he found them childish. In his eyes, the girl clearly hadn't seen what true strength was. If she knew, she would've been a lot nicer to him. According to him, dealing with Avilia's beasts was child's play with the help of his flas. There was nothing his Holy Flas couldn't burn after all!
"Anyway, I'm not here to waste ti. My ti is very important. I ca here to bring you," the Holy Priest of Flas said, turning around. "For so reason, those idiots decided to assign the babysitting task to . So get ready. We'll be leaving in an hour."
"Bring where?" Avilia followed the Holy Priest of Flas.
"The eting of Saints has been called," the Holy Priest of Flas answered. Since you're the most stubborn of the bunch, I was tasked to make sure you attend the eting. So don't make it harder for yourself than it has to."
"The eting of Saints?" Avilia asked, slightly surprised. From what she heard about the Churches, the eting of Saints was a eting that was attended by all Holy Priests. It was a eting that couldn't only be called when sothing really important had happened, that could affect not only the peace of this world but all the Churches as well.
The last such eting was called decades ago when she wasn't even born yet. To call the eting of Saints, at least four Priests had to give their permission and believe that a eting was needed.
'No wonder those idiots sent this guy here. This ti, they really want to co to et them. I wonder what happened? Is it related to Gabriel? It looks like I'll really have to attend if I want to know more.'
Usually, even if it were a eting of Saints, Avilia wouldn't have bothered to attend. However, now that she believed the eting had sothing to do with Gabriel, even she wanted to attend and see just what had happened.
"I will attend the eting," Avilia declared.
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"We have reached the eting place."
The Duke's Carriage stopped, and a man stepped out of the carriage.
Duke Callum opened the door and stepped out of the carriage, followed by Gabriel.
"The eting isn't being held at the Royal Palace?" Gabriel inquired as soon as he looked at his surroundings. When he heard about the eting, he instantly assud it would be held at the Royal Palace.
Instead, this place was more like a garden... A garden that was spread as far as the eyes could see. On the boundary of the garden, many exotic flowers could be seen.
"Apparently, the Emperor doesn't want the eting to be held at the Royal Palace since he claid you were unworthy. So the eting was shifted to the Royal Garden of Enlightennt."
"Royal Garden of Enlightennt?" Gabriel asked, slightly intrigued. With this kind of na, he had a feeling that this place definitely had so great history. "Any reason it's called that?*
"Of course." Callum nodded. " I'm sure you heard the story of the Saint Knight and the army of Undead?"
"What about it?"
"It is said that this was the exact place where Saint Knight had been fighting his enemy when the army of Undead arrived. This was also where he was given the Mythical Sword. It was the place where he gained enlightennt as to what it ans to be a true Knight. This place is deeply engraved in the history of this Empire."
"The place where the Army of Undead stood once upon a ti?" Gabriel muttered. "Interesting history, for sure."
He took his fist step inside the garden, only to stop abruptly. He couldn't help but glance at his right hand.
For so reason, his Ring of Necromancy had suddenly started shaking as soon as he entered the garden. This feeling was similar to what he experienced when he entered the Museum of Elents. It was as if this garden had sothing that the ring craved for. As for what that was, even he had no idea.
So far, he couldn't find anything significant in this garden other than so beautiful flowers.
In the distance, he could see so seating that had been arranged. All the Nobles were already at their seats. Each Noble brought their strongest guard with them. Only the Emperor was yet to arrive.
Gabriel was more interested in the ring though.
'Just what does this ring want? What's the secret hidden in this garden that can even wake up this ring...?'
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