Just like before.
Quickly, Yula snapped out of her daze.
When the lady saw clearly the ball of silk in the palm of her hand, she once again fell to her knees—
Divine Grace!
Yet another Divine Grace!
Indeed...
I am the chosen one!
The lady had not a shred of doubt, only believing she was being watched over by the "Lady of Suffering."
At this, the lady was extrely excited.
Being watched over by the "Lady of Suffering," what did it an?
It ant that she would definitely attain the high position she had always dreamt of.
Huff! Huff!
After several deep breaths, Yula emptied a jewelry box of its contents and placed the 'Sacred Silk' inside.
Then, she walked back to Lucius, who was still in tears.
"You ran full into Yula as she was leaving, and she gave you a slap."
"And you successfully obtained what you wanted in the deserted cabin."
"You rember there were two secret compartnts in the suitcase."
"One compartnt was empty."
"The other compartnt contained the 'Pain Church's' Sacred Relic, 'Sacred Silk'."
"And it wasn't until that mont that you confird Yula's identity as a mber of the 'Pain Church,' which surprised you, yet also gave you a sense of relief."
"You finally understood why Yula targeted you from the very beginning."
"Because you are also a mber of the 'Pain Church.'
"In order to take revenge, you first joined the 'Pain Church,' and then infiltrated the 'Inland River Cult'!
"This ti, having obtained the Sacred Relic, you can now exchange it for power with the South Los 'Spirit dium.'
"But this Sacred Relic is precious!
"You can negotiate for more!"
"So, you plan to extract so interest from the 'Inland River Cult': you hope to cooperate more deeply with the South Los 'Spirit dium,' and together obliterate all the followers of the 'Inland River Cult' at the Port Dordot of West Berlin."
Yula hypnotized Lucius once more with a secret technique.
The young Avenger nodded dimly.
This ti, Yula took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from Lucius's face, and the imprint of the slap on his face excited the lady.
She was eager to see the Port Dordot of West Berlin engulfed in Blaze.
Those cultists deserved to be reduced to ashes in the Blaze.
However, she knew she mustn't be impatient.
She, too, needed to endure.
With this endurance, Yula left the cabin.
About two minutes later, Lucius fully regained consciousness.
The young Avenger sat up from the couch.
Noticing nothing amiss, and perceiving not the slightest clue, he just murmured to himself—
"So that's how it is!"
As he spoke, the young Avenger took out the jewelry box containing the 'Sacred Silk,' his eyes once again brimming with hatred.
He knew, with the Sacred Silk, he would definitely have the chance to take revenge.
'Father, Mother!
You must be protecting , right?
It has to be!
Wait for , I'm going to contact the South Los 'Spirit dium' right away!'
Thinking this, Lucius stood up.
But the pain on his cheek made the young Avenger decide to stop by the washroom to tend to his injury before leaving.
At the very least...
He needed a mask.
...
Pu pu pu!
In the top cabin, Arthur spewed out all the waterlon seeds into an empty plate, planning to clean up later—At this mont, the young 'Spirit dium' missed Ms. Anna terribly.
If Ms. Anna were here, he wouldn't need to worry about these things at all.
Ms. Anna would clean it all up silently.
And then?
They would also prepare fresh fruit and snacks for him.
But this journey was destined to continue without Ms. Anna.
Although South Los had many allies, partners, and subordinates, No. 2 Cork Street still needed soone to take care of it.
Ms. Anna was the best choice for that.
As for the Death Serpent Banyan?
There would be no problem in battle, but receiving guests was an issue.
Although rlin and Gawain were intelligent, their status as servants ant they could not fulfill the role of 'rejecting' guests.
But Ms. Anna was different.
If Ms. Anna refused, most likely no guest would object.
After throwing the lon rind he had carved out into the other hand of the Hand of Void, Arthur picked up the remaining half of the waterlon.
The show, however, was far from over.
In fact, it was just getting to the main event—
A little earlier in ti, Toran had taken out the ssenger Stone in Mr. Gwen's washroom and began to contact the High Priest within the cult.
Almost instantly, the deep voice of the High Priest ca from the stone.
"Toran, how did it go?"
"Your Excellency, the High Priest, we have failed.
It was the Pain Church that interfered.
They wanted to provoke a war between us and the 'Spirit dium' of South Los, but the 'Spirit dium' of South Los astutely discovered this and inford us.
At the sa ti, he also holds a list of spies from our 'Pain Church' within the cult."
After giving a brief account, Toran began to describe in detail what had happened on the docks.
It took a full twenty minutes before the priest of the Inland River Cult finally stopped.
"I understand!
Toran, it's not your fault!
On the contrary, you have brought us a new opportunity—
Now!
I shall seek guidance from Your Crown!
Your Crown will show the way!"
After the deep voice had spoken, the ssenger Stone dimd.
But Toran did not dare to leave.
He knew very well that after the High Priest had sought guidance from the Divine Lord, he would be inford of the results.
So Toran waited patiently.
While Toran was waiting patiently, Achisto was sweating profusely.
As the High Priest of the Inland River Cult, Achisto had no extraordinary Talent, and even though he had mastered so secret techniques, the Arcana Level was his limit.
Initially, Achisto had planned to find a secluded place to beco a minor lord and live out his days.
Things started off smoothly.
After swearing loyalty to the Golden Lion Family with his strength, Achisto received a small town and two villages on the edge of Inner Bay's inland.
While he didn't have a proper manor, Achisto was extrely content.
A manor could be built later.
The land and the Noble status were what mattered most.
Just as Achisto was preparing to make his mark on his territory, an influential person from the Golden Lion Family appeared before him and handed him a secret mission.
Therefore, he beca the High Priest of the Inland River Cult.
Refuse?
Achisto didn't dare.
Although he had acquired land and Noble status, there were more than one or two Nobles who had disappeared in South County, not to ntion those who died at the hands of bandits and robbers.
Achisto did not wish to beco the next one.
So he worked diligently.
As a result, the Inland River Cult grew stronger.
Not long ago, a secret ssage from the Golden Lion Family stirred the High Priest's heart.
A mber of the Golden Lion Family, lost to the world and renowned for brilliance.
For the Golden Lion Family, this was good news.
But for his superior, it wasn't.
So he planned to eliminate the individual and gain favor with his boss.
Unexpectedly, a mistake occurred.
Although Achisto did not know where the oversight happened, a mistake was a mistake, and knowing this well, he imdiately wiped his sweat, took out the ssenger Stone, and contacted that influential person, speaking in the most respectful voice—
"Mr. Gleisa Hamlet!"
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