The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 858: Volume 26: Gathering Momentum, - 18: Here We Come!

Chapter 858: Volume 26: Gathering Momentum, Chapter 18: Here We Come!

One interesting fellow after another comes along; what a coincidence. Komer could only set aside his desire for a quiet contemplation and focus on dealing with this troublesome individual.

Luckily, Shatima was just here to inquire about her mission, demanding that Komer assign her the most important and dangerous tasks. Of course, Komer was pleased to see such a courageous character take the lead. With Solonberg, Vladimir Koff, and Shatima, Komer was confident that even a Paladin would find it difficult to deal with such a solid trio; however, it was essential that the three were able to cooperate closely.

Now everything was in place except for the crucial element. The Salvation Society must also have deep roots in Marco City. Danger from within was the real threat, which Komer understood well. The fact that the Salvation Society could infiltrate the Church of Light and remain undetected for so many years was evident proof of their strength and resilience. However, openly challenging the Church of Light at this time was clearly not in their interest. But faced with Komer’s intense pressure, the fact that they had come this far was commendable.

Everything would be resolved tomorrow. Komer stood up from his bed and lingered in front of the window. Marco, the Holy City revered in the hearts of ordinary people, I shall witness its boiling.

Schiller always felt somewhat restless. In theory, this wasn’t his first time temporarily taking charge of the Court’s work, and after Noyola and Lorenzo Sirs led a large group of people away, the Religious Court seemed a bit deserted. Practitioners generally meditated silently in their rooms, and the Library was also a favorite haunt. Schiller had inspected every building in the Court twice and found nothing amiss. The Tower of Imprisonment was also in order, with the guards performing their duties diligently. Although the heretic imprisoned in the tower was stubborn, he behaved calmly, and everything seemed normal.

But why was there a sense of inexplicable anxiety deep within him? It was an indescribable intuition. Schiller could only attribute it to his long-term practice of predictive abilities of the mind, but this intuition was highly accurate. Therefore, Schiller always hoped his careful observation would uncover what was wrong. It was somewhat comforting that Noyola and Lorenzo Sirs had communicated with Grand Archon Vazinsky before they left, and considering the exceptional circumstances and the fact that a heretic remained in the Religious Court yet to be dealt with, the Court had promised to cooperate to provide reinforcements at any time if an emergency occurred. It was a rare arrangement for both parties.

When the alarm bell finally rang around the Tower of Imprisonment, Schiller felt a bitterness in his mouth. With a swift leap, he flew out of his room. Bright enclosures had been set up around the Tower of Imprisonment, where any unclean in Mana who approached within fifty yards would automatically trigger an alarm, and if someone penetrated within ten yards, the bells would ring long. The fact that the alarm bells sounded directly without the initial warning meant something significant: the intruder must be a skilled expert who came deliberately, and to approach within ten yards without detection must be targeting the heretic in the Tower of Imprisonment.

The mental bell rang silently, signaling an alert to everyone in the Religious Court to be on guard and repel the invader. This was the first time in many years that Schiller had heard such an alarm of the mind, and although it was under specific circumstances, it was now an indelible disgrace for the Religious Court.

Komer watched with interest at the few individuals before him. Clearly, the Salvation Society’s knowledge of the Religious Court’s security distribution was not accurate enough. These three figures before him were clearly experts of the Paladin order. The dazzling gleam in their eyes and the knight spear’s flowing Fighting Qi, extending three feet long, confirmed they were not far from the true Paladin realm. Komer knew that such Light Knights who were half a step into the Paladin realm were known in the Church of Light as Heavenly Knights, signifying they had stepped onto the ladder to sanctity. With just one more step, they could become true Paladins, a rank few within the vast Church of Light achieved.

The mere presence of these three had sent a chill through Komer’s heart. Although he was confident he could prevail after learning that Noyola and Lorenzo might not be present, the appearance of these three true powerhouses made him realize that taking this battle wouldn’t be so easy.

It seemed the matter did not stop there. The appearance of four Mages also proved that the Religious Court, even in the absence of its two leaders, still possessed considerable strength. Among them, a long-bearded white-haired priest immediately caught Komer’s attention.

His arrival seemed to suddenly reverse the situation, which had initially been favoring those with the psychological advantage of surprise. His steady and heavy footsteps and the gesture of stroking his beard seemed completely natural, in perfect harmony with the entire space, causing all the opposing Mages involuntarily to fix their gaze on him, and their morale was firmly suppressed by his presence.