The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 850: Volume 26: Gathering Momentum, - 13: Making a Move

Chapter 850: Volume 26: Gathering Momentum, Chapter 13: Making a Move

Komer sat absentmindedly in his study, deep in thought. Compared to the crises present in the territories of Caucasus and Homer, his own personal safety seemed in greater jeopardy. He did not believe that the Religious Court and Vazinsky’s faction could tolerate such humiliation, especially those fanatics from the Court. His public emergence was undoubtedly a challenge to their authority; a confrontation was only a matter of time, and that battle would largely determine his own existence.

Rebry must be rescued before that. Since an open confrontation was inevitable, there was no need for Komer to hold back. Overthinking would only hinder him. As long as he could rescue Rebry, Komer believed his own strength could greatly increase. Having a partner who knew everything about the Church of Light by his side, and with Rebry’s analytical and planning abilities, Komer was reassured that in the next fight, Rebry would not disappoint those men.

However, rescuing Rebry would have to wait for a definitive answer from the Salvation Society. As of now, those people had still not responded. Carreila might be a competent Administrative Officer, but his status within the Salvation Society was obviously not high enough to have a say in this matter. The long wait was making Komer impatient, but he had to continue waiting.

"Lord, you called for me?" Maha Gummi always appeared spirited, with the energetic traits of his Half-Beastmen lineage particularly pronounced in this hybrid. Komer even doubted that this man needed rest or sleep. Traveling between Jazair, Homer, and Caucasus, and occasionally personally visiting Poznan and Silesia, but whenever Komer needed him, he was always ready to heed the call.

"Hmm, I want to know about the beastmen’s performance during this period," Komer said without any pleasantries.

"No significant movements, but the migration behavior of the beastmen has been ongoing. As a large number of refugees from the North fled their homes, the beastmen’s takeover has spread from cities to the rural areas. If this continues, I’m afraid the entire northern part of the kingdom will truly become a new homeland for the beastmen, and it may be very difficult to get them to leave later," Maha Gummi knew exactly what his master was concerned about.

"Haven’t the beastmen always been co-opting and buying over the local mortals? Wouldn’t their actions infuriate the mortals?" Komer frowned slightly, noting a new trend.

"There are far too many fleeing refugees, and abandoned lands are everywhere. The beastmen have announced that those who do not return and register their lands within one month will lose their land ownership rights. With such a vast amount of land, they can not only meet the needs of the beastmen immigrants, but they have also portioned some to provide for those poor who stayed without leaving. This greatly alleviates the confrontational mood between mortals and beastmen. The beastmen’s move is quite astute; they are gradually learning the rules of the mortal world and attempting innovations," Maha Gummi unusually used several difficult terms.

Komer smiled slightly, now this guy also managed to use some trendy terms, it seemed the saying ’live and learn’ fit him well. "So, is the situation in the North quite peaceful?"

"Not exactly. The disparity between mortals and beastmen isn’t something that can be resolved in a day or with small favors, but the beastmen are working hard, and their efforts in this regard have indeed had some effect. They expel or scare away those nobles, then seize their lands, and offer a portion to those impoverished mortals who remain. Many mortals are unable to resist this temptation. Although it may not completely erase the deep-rooted divide between the two races, at least superficially, especially when the beastmen hold absolute power, this relationship has significantly eased. If the beastmen can continually implement this policy, they might achieve their desired goals," Maha Gummi seemed to notice his master’s satisfaction with his speech and thus paid more attention to his choice of words.

Komer silently nodded, choosing not to engage in conversation.

"Lord, this situation seems to have little impact on us in the near term, but in the long run, it is very unfavorable. If you, Lord, have deeper intentions, perhaps we now need to take some measures to curb the beastmen’s tactics of winning hearts," Maha Gummi cautiously observed Komer’s expression and spoke carefully.

Komer of course knew what measures Maha Gummi was referring to in his words, but it seemed not yet the right time. His focus could not yet be on that matter; addressing the threat from the Church of Light was the immediate priority.

"Has there been any more activity from the Salvation Society?"

"No, the Salvation Society is very secretive, making it difficult for us to obtain accurate information about them. However, currently, as far as the demands we’ve put forth are concerned, as long as it’s something they can do or are willing to do, they have already given us quite satisfactory responses," Maha Gummi paused before adding, "including the matter of Mr. Rebry in the Tower of Imprisonment."

"Oh?" Komer’s eyes lit up. His primary reason for summoning Maha Gummi was this issue, and now that Maha Gummi had brought it up voluntarily, it also meant that the Salvation Society must have given a clearer response to this matter. "What did they say?"

"I conveyed your request, and I reiterated the importance of this issue for our collaboration. They have finally provided a more precise response. They can offer us some assistance, from intelligence to actually implementing action plans." Maha Gummi was quite proud. He had gone to great lengths to secure this request, even resorting to some bluffing threats to the other party, but ultimately he had achieved what he wanted.

Komer’s mood became instantly uplifted. After Maha Gummi detailed the response from the Salvation Society, he had made up his mind—there was no time to delay. The rescue mission could commence. He couldn’t wait for the Religious Court to make the first move. The news from the Salvation Society was crucial. It seemed that Vazinsky was indeed likely to join forces with the Court. If they couldn’t bring back Rebry before that, facing a joint force from Vazinsky and the Court, even with his increased confidence, Komer had to admit his chances of winning were slim, especially when the opposition held the upper hand.

Komer was no stranger to these core forces of dark power coming from the Great Mysterium Sect and the Nether Guest Association.

The Great Mysterium Sect and the Nether Guest Association had already converged. Under Xerob’s active promotion, the banner of the Dark Holy Church had been raised. By shedding the constraints of the banner of the Great Mysterium Sect, it was easy for the Dark Forces to unify under the Dark Holy Church’s vast banner. Komer himself was amazed at how such an ancient and distant banner could wield such significant influence. Apart from one explanation, there seemed no other way to explain how these varied Dark Sects so easily converged—that these sects, under the suppression of the Church of Light and other sects’ power, had reached a point of extreme difficulty, and uniting was their only means of self-preservation. The Great Mysterium Sect’s timely proposal was ideally suited to their desires.

"Are you suggesting that we will go with you to Marco?" The excitement in his eyes intensified. The leader, standing silently before Komer, had eyes like torches, and his pale face couldn’t suppress the flush of excitement that quietly surfaced.

"Exactly, that is my intent. However, you are all well aware of what kind of place Marco is. It is, so to speak, a forbidden land for cultivators of our Dark Lineage—a stronghold of the Church of Light. The risks of going there are self-evident. Hence, I need to consult your opinions. I don’t want to force anyone. If anyone has any inconvenience, feel free to speak up. I will certainly not mind," Komer’s gaze leisurely drifted across the four individuals.

"Dark Lord, what are you saying? Challenging those hypocrites at the Church of Light has always been our heart’s desire. What about Marco? The Church of Light is not an insurmountable peak. They have only been eroded by the weathering of the years, leaving behind nothing but a paper-thin mask. I believe with just a little guidance, that mask will fall off at the merest touch, wouldn’t it?" The fervor in his eyes almost set the few people around him ablaze, and even Komer could feel the burning intensity shining through.

What kind of people had Xerob sent him? Komer was surprised at the group standing before him. No wonder Xerob had swiftly and decisively agreed to his request. The power held within these few was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, and the subdued aura was so extraordinary that even Komer found it remarkable.

Xerob, that old fox, had cleverly moved the unstable elements and radicals in his hands over to him. Clearly, these guys were forces Xerob was currently unable to deal with yet could not control. The situation in the South had entered a relatively peaceful and stable immersion phase. After consolidating the forces of various sects, the Dark Holy Church in the South faced a new situation. Those excessively radical forces clearly did not suit the current circumstances in the South, but mishandling these individuals could lead to turbulence within the newly unified Dark Holy Church. Komer’s request provided Xerob with an excellent solution. Sending these unstable elements to Caucasus was a perfect move that killed two birds with one stone, satisfying Komer’s demand and resolving unfavorable factors—an ideal match.

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