Chapter 123: Zamazo the deathsketcher
The entire council of the church had been gathered: the three bishops, the twelve patrons, and the six knights of the church.
They were all gathered in a small meeting room. A large rectangular table was placed in the center of the room, the exquisite designs visible with intricate linings of gold and white.
Seated at the head of the table was Carlos, and opposite him was the highest patron of the church.
She sat comfortably, her legs crossed, and her eyes were covered with a scarf that had a golden cross drawn across it.
This was the same for the other patrons seated in the room.
Even from afar, one could tell that there was a clear separation between each party.
Despite all forming the congregation called the 'Church,' each had their own respective functions. Furthermore, there was a slight struggle for power between the two sides.
Despite the outside opinion of the church being the holy foundation, an embodiment of true purity, this wasn't the same for those who resided within it.
While the bishops and the Lady dealt more with the official aspects of the church, the patrons and knights dealt more with hidden matters, such as the occultic people who served demons instead of the Lord Olion of Light.
The bishops had the overall power, but this wasn't quite true.
"Carlos, why have you called all of us at this moment?" Kiara asked, taking a sip of the tea that was placed before her.
One of the bishops seated at the right side of Carlos tightened his fist in anger, seeing how Kiara said the high bishop's name without regard.
He was second after Carlos; even their seating position showed it, so he couldn't sit idly and watch himself get insulted.
An insult to Carlos was also an insult to him!
"Kiara! Such insolence isn't allowed within these walls! How dare you call the high bishop's name so casually?! Have you lost your senses simply because of the position given to you?" Bayer said, slamming his hands on the table.
Kiara merely glanced at him as she deliberately placed the teacup down, a smile gracing her beautiful face. She smiled, completely ignoring him, as though he wasn't even there.
Bayer stood abruptly, wanting to react. However, Carlos simply raised a hand, signaling him to stop. Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire
"What? Are you afraid you might lose a couple of idiots?" Kiara asked.
"Arrogant bastard!" Bayer was already red with anger, but Carlos had already told him to stop. If he were to do anything, he would be going against direct orders.
Carlos let out a sigh, one which carried a hint of disappointment.
He threw a deadly glance at Kiara and simply dropped his hands on the table, rolling the small ring he had in his hands.
On a normal day, Carlos would've been really angry at her behavior.
But he had a blessing waiting for him, and he didn't want anything to sour his mood right before his blessings came.
'Thankfully that little bitch gave me the ring before she left,' Carlos thought, a smile tugging at his lips as he calmly waited to see her reaction.
Seeing the ring, Kiara frowned slightly, then scoffed, reluctantly resting her back on the chair.
It was just as he had expected.
'She complied, so I won't have a reason to use the ring. Don't worry, the moment I become the lord of the church, I'll have you and your stupid team executed! And strip off that blessing you're so proud of.' Carlos had a burning hatred for the patrons.
Not only were they arrogant little kids, but they were also one of the only few people who had the guts to insult him that way.
Not even the royal families of any kingdom spoke to him in such a manner.
Despite being a normal human being without any special abilities whatsoever, he had attained the highest position of the church due to his hard work and dedication.
The previous Lady of the Church recognized him and blessed him, allowing him to climb the ranks and become a bishop!
The patrons, on the other hand, were a few talented individuals who each had high talent in their respective disciplines of magic. With the blessings of the great angel Haraus, their magical abilities grew to extreme heights, granting them great power.
This was also true for the saints; however, they didn't receive their blessings from the angel but instead received theirs from the bishop, which paled in comparison to that of the great angel and the Lady.
That said, even he didn't have the power to order the patrons. They only collected direct orders from the Lady.
"I just wanted to have a little fun, and they're all taking it so seriously," she muttered to herself, pouting slightly.
Then she turned, looking back at Carlos.
"Please hit the nail on the head. My crew and I have a lot to handle. The Crusade Cult has been acting up a lot lately, and I have a feeling they'll be planning a direct attack soon. I don't have time for trivial talks," she stated, crossing her arms over her chest.
The other patrons nodded their heads slightly, agreeing with her.
Carlos took a deep breath, controlling his raging anger.
Surprisingly, his face betrayed no hint of anger.
However, Kiara had been with him long enough to see through the façade.
If nothing else, she could tell that he was only holding himself back.
'From his attitude, that means this has to be really important,' she thought to herself, observing carefully.
"I wouldn't have called you out if this wasn't an important matter," Carlos revealed. And this was the truth because he hated seeing their faces.
"That said, the reason I have gathered you all here is that an angel has called upon us," he stated, closing his eyes slightly with a frown. But the frown slowly changed into a bright smile—an unnerving one.
Kiara didn't like it one bit.
'What could make this old bastard smile?'
Rather than keep her thoughts to herself, she decided to ask aloud.
"And do you know the reason why he has called upon us? Because it appears you do," Kiara said, her frown deepening. In contrast, Carlos' smile widened, and a subtle grin appeared on the faces of the other bishops as well.
'Seems we're the only ones who are yet to hear the news,' she thought, observing the looks of the bishops and knights.
At the same time, someone else was observing her. It was none other than Ivan.
He had only ever heard about the patrons, but this was his first time seeing them.
And he was curious, seeing the blindfold Kiara had on. 'Can she really see us with those things on?'
However, he could never really get his answers, as these questions would only remain in his mind, and he wouldn't be getting an answer... for now.
After a brief moment of silence, Carlos stood up, his hands cupped together.
"The angel has decided to offer us his blessings. Not only the patrons... all of us," he stated, observing the look on Kiara's face. It was just as he had expected.
'Never did she think I would get a blessing of my own soon... Ah, the look on her face, I'll definitely keep this as a memory, after I've killed her. If only I could get a picture of this right now.' He savored the stunned look on Kiara's face like a predator happy to see its prey injured.
However, Carlos' thoughts weren't exactly what was bothering Kiara.
She never had a problem with him getting a blessing.
Rather, her fear was about something entirely different from what he was thinking.
'If that happens, then I won't be able to...'
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The cloud of dust had cleared off, and Alisha had a proper sight of what was waiting for them.
Unparalleled fear rippled through her body as she looked up at the figures who stood at the other part of the canyon.
In front of the crowd of demons that had all been gathered, Naon stood. However, it wasn't his figure that bothered her, but the figure that stood beside him.
The striking five horns of the figure alone were enough to send fear and dread through her entire being.
She didn't need anything to confirm, she was a mage of light, an incarnate of light!
She could instantly tell this was no simple demon from the air that permeated their surroundings.
This... this was a...
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