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Chapter 1255 - 933: Until I Kill You

Chapter 1255: Chapter 933: Until I Kill You

Whether it was Elder Tapani or the Priest before him,

both were more concerned about the establishment of a church in the city.

When the topic was brought up, Wu Heng directly responded, "The Hero Hall, upon achieving hero status, requires a church to be established."

The Priest Nasir nodded calmly and said, "Netalee City’s new church—this matter I will write a letter to the Holy Hall about, I hope my lord won’t take offense."

Wu Heng wasn’t bothered by such things, nor did he mind the attitude of the other party.

At least Nasir thought to inform him ahead of time.

"No problem! I’ve already filed the report at the headquarters. It’s under a legitimate sect," Wu Heng said with a teasing smile. "Interested in joining me? I’ll make you Archbishop."

Nasir’s expression turned serious. He performed a prayer gesture of the Holy Court and said earnestly, "My faith in the Lord is steadfast. Leader, please don’t joke about such matters."

The conflict between the Holy Court and Wu Heng was a rather blurred topic outside.

There hadn’t been any outright public revelation of the Pope’s assassination, but based on the battles at Gold and Silver Island, the association’s announcements, and the Holy Hall’s change in Pope, some professionals with access to more intelligence could deduce certain things.

Most people, including those within the Holy Court, were still unaware that the Pope had been slain by Wu Heng.

Wu Heng nodded without saying more.

Nasir continued to ask, "What is the name of the sect my lord is establishing?"

"The Spirit Awakening Sect. Once it’s built, I’ll invite you to come for a visit," Wu Heng replied with a smile.

"Regarding church construction, I do have some expertise as well. Perhaps I could offer some suggestions to aid you, my lord."

"That would be excellent."

As the two chatted casually, it was apparent their relationship was fairly amicable.

Sitting behind Nasir, the female priest watched Wu Heng with curious eyes, as if brimming with curiosity about him.

When the conversation between the two ended, the female priest suddenly spoke up, "Leader, your Great Detective stories were written so vividly and intricately. You truly possess a talent beyond the average person."

Everyone nearby turned to look.

The Great Detective stories were best-selling works throughout the Emerald Sea, with quite a few female admirers.

It seemed the female priest present was one such admirer.

Wu Heng shifted his gaze back to the female priest. She appeared to be about thirty, her features soft and mature, exuding a refined charm.

After a quick glance, he replied, "Those were stories from the past. After becoming a professional, with access to various tools, things aren’t as troublesome as they used to be."

The Great Detective stories had been copied from modern novels.

Since they had already been published, Wu Heng knew he had to continue playing the role—it would be imperative to maintain the persona, especially since faith still needed to be gathered. Having the character collapse here would be unacceptable!

Nasir chimed in, "It was also due to that story that the investigations in Netalee City were led by Leader Wu Heng himself."

Several onlookers, intrigued by the conversation, cast curious glances their way.

The stories proved to be real.

Even without a profession, Wu Heng had been so capable—achieving hero status quickly hardly seemed implausible.

Under the crowd’s flattery, Wu Heng deliberately shifted the topic to the recent island auctions and introduced the newly opened entertainment center.

Among those gathered were many merchants and nobles; it was an excellent opportunity for promotion.

The audience listened attentively, promising that when time allowed, they would visit the island and see the entertainment center for themselves.

His gaze then fell upon a young, handsome Chamber of Commerce representative. Under the encouragement of his companions, the man held a wine glass in one hand and walked upright and confidently toward Shanaela’s position.

With an elegant bow, he bent slightly and whispered something.

Shanaela offered an apologetic smile and gently shook her head.

The young representative returned, disheartened, to his companions, who sent another person to approach Shanaela.

Once again, she declined, and the would-be suitor retreated to his group.

They resembled wealthy scions eyeing an enchanting maiden.

Shanaela’s beauty stood out in the restaurant; she was both stunning and mature, with a prominent status.

To win her favor would mean securing both fortune and charm.

Wu Heng waved his hand, signaling the nearby maid to hurry over. "Leader, what are your orders?" she asked promptly.

"Invite Lady Shanaira over. I’d like to introduce her to the Elder and the Dean," Wu Heng instructed.

The maid turned and approached Shanaela to deliver the message.

Shanaela glanced over, holding her wine glass, and walked toward them. "Leader, Elder, Dean Gianvito...," she greeted.

Wu Heng smiled and gestured, "Have a seat here."

As Shanaela sat down, the wealthy Chamber of Commerce representatives exchanged disappointed looks but refrained from further pursuit.

Wu Heng continued, "Elder Shanaela provided many valuable suggestions for the development of Gold and Silver Island."

Everyone nodded—Gold and Silver Island’s commerce was indeed renowned.

While much of the credit lay with Wu Heng’s designs, the operational strategies apparently came from Shanaela.

"Elder Shanaela has always managed the Starflower Commerce Association, so her business acumen is naturally sharp," Elder Tapani added.

"You’re too kind. During the rampant pirate activity in the Emerald Sea, the Starflower Commerce Association benefited greatly from Leader Wu Heng’s assistance. I merely did what little I could," Shanaela replied humbly.

The group chatted for a while, and the banquet was gradually cleared away.

Yet the conversations persisted.

Such gatherings among the nobility were not merely for entertainment or passing the time.

They served purposes of exchanging benefits, expanding networks, and gaining intelligence.

Naturally, romantic opportunities at the banquet weren’t out of the equation either.

Glenda often mentioned the scandalous rumors surrounding aristocratic balls—particularly the more unique ones. In the hallways or gardens, nobles who caught each other’s eyes would frequently engage in moments of passion.