Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 563: Section 385: The Art of Language (Part 4)_2

Chapter 563: Section 385: The Art of Language (Part 4)_2

Malin spoke of certain individuals, those being the zealots. Once they knew these secrets, Malin realized he had to protect everything; otherwise, there would always be trouble—if he revealed it all, the zealots would regard Malin with the same hostility as followers of the Evil God, seeing him as a thorn in their side.

Of course, this situation was not really troublesome for Malin—from a faith perspective, Matilda was a believer in the Lord of Justice. She certainly knew the Truth, and it seemed the Church of Justice didn’t spread the Truth around the world, so Malin trusted Matilda’s discretion.

Faye, Clovis, and Rewo, these three were from the Mage Tower. Mages in this world are faithless; although some had beliefs before becoming mages, after all, mages are in pursuit of the Truth. Therefore, there were no zealots among them. On the contrary, if Malin disclosed everything, the mages of the Mage Tower would probably applaud him—after all, the relationship between mages and the Church is not good.

And no matter what, Faye, Clovis, and Rewo were not issues; Malin trusted them, especially Rewo. For some reason, Malin always felt he could trust her unconditionally.

It was very strange, but in the end, Malin decided to trust his intuition.

As for Jessica... this girl belonged to the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, and she herself was a believer in the Goddess. If she couldn’t be trusted, then Malin didn’t know who else could be.

Maya... Malin had not considered this girl’s issue. Maya, an orc shaman, had nothing much to do with the Church or gods, so there should be no problem.

Nova was also a believer in the Goddess of Harvest—the Shepherd Church was in decline, while the Church of the Goddess of Harvest was on the rise year after year. Even a blind man wouldn’t need sight to spot the issue, so Nova’s family had converted three generations ago.

Nova was even one of the few who knew of the existence of the twin goddesses. She could certainly understand and would realize how troublesome it would be to leak such news.

As for Anthony... he was easier to deal with, being a mage and a librarian. In Malin’s opinion, he definitely believed in the Lord of Justice—a new choice among many nobles in the south of Farole.

Last was Lillim. Although the little lamb was a follower of the Shepherd, the Shepherd had not manifested for many years. Malin specifically asked Jason through the tablet and received news that the Shepherd had fallen, and his divine position was currently vacant. The faith of his followers and their divine arts were sustained solely by the twin goddesses—from another world, serving as the unnamed wives of the Lord of Justice (Nameless), these two maintained the operations of nearly half of the local pantheon.

According to observations from the still active and connected A.I.s like Jason, the pantheon in the European region suffered many losses in the last invasion, including the War God’s divine position, initially taken over by Nameless, then handed over to the deity of tyranny—according to Jason’s observations, the tyranny was not part of the last invasion, which proved that the last invasion was likely Jianqi’s legion.

The reason for the invasion, according to speculation, was the Wasteland of Death in North America.

In the Second Era of Destruction, it was Nagoth’s legion that invaded the American region.

From that time on, there have been no living beings in the entirety of North America. Engineers from the Earth Union desperately adjusted the original meteor interception orbital arrays to intercept the flesh pods invading other continents, but there were always traces of Chaos in North America. It was clear that Jianqi wanted to control the European region and then cause trouble for Nagoth—after all, in this day and age, a main plane-level planet completely controlled by Chaos that can provide a large source of legion forces is very precious. And as long as they use this planet as a starting point, the Evil Gods could pollute the universe.

The Evil Gods were not ones to hold hands and join forces to destroy the world together. To them, if one could devour everything alone, why involve another?

They had their sights set, and for his own sake, for the sake of the familiar world, Malin had to do everything in his power to prevent all of this.

Malin was preparing to leave with his group. Jason had given him a brand-new tablet—an entirely new product from the automatic factory. With it, Malin could communicate with any A.I. willing to contact him.

There was also an energy core. With it, Malin could restart the A.I. Katerina of the Castel Sanatorium, a medical A.I. that could provide Malin with a lot of medical advice. The Goddess of the Benevolent Church would probably like it too—yes, that’s right, the Goddess of Benevolence was one of the few original deities who survived. It is said she was a girl who accidentally acquired Spiritual Energy during the Second Era of Destruction, achieved legendary status, and ultimately ignited the divine flame of faith in a refuge.

The A.I.s were very tolerant of the native deities. It was said that Katerina had helped the Benevolent Church many times until it ran out of energy—in previous eras, teams of ancient people with preserved civilization and sense of responsibility helped her with supplies. But after the Third Era of Destruction, no such teams ever appeared again.

In addition, Malin received new intelligence—Jason said someone had entered the airport and stolen several core components from robots. He hoped Malin could help him find the thief, or at least recover the core components.

"I overheard his companion call him Laiyale," Jason provided the only clue he knew.

Laiyale? That seemed like a name Jefflyn had mentioned before, said to be an unlucky individual wanted by the Thieves Guild?

What kind of connection that could imply was truly intriguing.

......

The half-human watched the platform direction with boredom. Today, he and his friend were in charge of watching the platform, partly because their boss had been in a bad mood since yesterday, and up to now, was still randomly lashing out. For the safety of both, the half-human volunteered to accompany his old friend here.

It was also a way to ensure safety, he supposed.

With that thought, the young half-human noticed a train entering the platform—judging by the design of the locomotive, it should be a train from the Holy Kingdom.

"The Holy Kingdom actually has trains, too," the half-human muttered in surprise.

"Is there such a view, why can’t they have trains?" A voice from beside him made the half-human turn his head, and then he saw a gaunt young man in a black suit, apparently waiting for the half-human’s response.

"That’s a difficult question to explain; it’s just what everyone thinks," the half-human exclaimed in front of the young man, and then gave him another glance: "You’re from outside, right? You should have heard about it."