Academic gathering with a lich-Chapter 919 - 853 Grand Finale_2

"Have you completed your poll report?"

"Yes." Star Spirit Atusu pulled out a scroll from his coat. Although there was no light, he had memorized its contents. "Since His Excellency Raymond lowered the entry threshold, the scale of the new Legion of Holy Light and the Zealots Legion has been continuously expanding. Now even stray cats and dogs can become zealots. Fanatical faith is starting to spread person-to-person, and nearly everyone at the World Pivot has complained about being harassed by one or more fanatic believers. The Holy Light Church is rapidly becoming the most despised and notorious organization—without a doubt."

Loveday chuckled, "His Excellency Raymond must be delighted. The Holy Light has achieved number one, even if it’s from the bottom."

The Star Spirit felt the cold wind tugging at his cloak—a habit cultivated after midnight.

"What about Sora Camoni An?"

"They are carrying out His Excellency Raymond’s orders, tracking His Excellency George."

"What has he done now?"

"Nothing, just that the Archbishop made a new discovery in the Sea of Holy Light." Star Spirit Atusu directly conveyed the findings of the Holy Light, which was one of the reasons he had come to find Loveday. "The familiar yet mysterious Archbishop Dalram, Artanis, has led a fleet to navigate our ancestral ruins and completed a returning warp. The secrets between us, the Dark Exiles, and the Dalram Star Spirits have been revealed. In truth, our homeland is not the Air they speak of, nor was our homeland’s corruption caused as they believed—by the corrupted Sarnaga."

"We and they are Star Spirit counterparts."

"Counterparts from parallel worlds."

"That Sea of Holy Light is the key to opening the gates of time and space. Beyond it lies a connection to countless parallel worlds. This discovery has thoroughly energized Archbishop Raymond. Following that, he called for all the Holy Light Forces to gather..."

Loveday already understood what the Angel of Light intended to do.

"Crusade wars of conquest."

"Infinite worlds, infinite conquests. Bring all of time and space into the embrace of the Holy Light."

"Does His Excellency Raymond plan to have everyone cross into parallel worlds?"

"He left behind the Angel of Water and the Saint Heir of Light."

"I can still understand Lord Lyle, but why would His Excellency Gallaron remain?"

"That Crusade leader once swore a knightly oath to the Saint, vowing to dedicate his life to serving the Saint’s family."

"Family?"

"The Butler family."

...

"I never expected the Butler family, with just the two of them, to be worthy of anyone’s allegiance, especially from a lofty angel." Lyle leaned against the windowsill, gazing at Gallaron Loshutar, who had uninvited himself to sit in the study and handle affairs. The Angel of Water smiled warmly, laid out a stack of paper documents on the desk, and began working while gracefully addressing his host’s doubts.

"I once committed the sin of betrayal. Becoming the Butler family’s servant is the most fitting and respectable act of repentance I could conceive. Your personal kindness to me—I would repay it in this way as well."

"You need not do this, Lord Gallaron. I do not need a knight, nor do I need a..."

Gallaron smiled at him, waiting for Lyle to fully express his discomfort.

He smoothed his hair and set down his pen.

"You can no longer view the Butler family as simply an ordinary two-person household, Lyle. Whether you like it or not, people will associate the Saint Heir of Light, the Congregation of Holy Spirit Bishops’ leader, the incarnation of the Evil God, the Andre Lich, and the Salvation Association member with your family. See, you are already intertwined with many important factions. This circumstance demands a Mr. Butler to act as the family’s patriarch, maintaining and managing these societal connections. It benefits both your family and social stability. You’re probably not skilled at handling all these formalities and complexities, and I’ll help you take care of them."

"You need me—a fallen angel, Gallaron Loshutar, who has long interacted with multiple factions—to competently serve as the representative for such a complicated figure as Mr. Lyle Butler."

Lyle was silent for a moment, then nodded in realization.

"I believe you’re correct, Lord Gallaron. Right now, I do indeed need someone like you—a suitable candidate. But this—this is rather unfair to you. Instead of a knightly master-servant oath, how about we establish a contract relationship?"

Gallaron shook his head.

"This is the proper relationship, not a commercial contract. Gallaron Loshutar will become a servant of the Butler family. An angel serving the Saint is as it should be. And yes, this choice also contains a personal desire of mine."

Lyle, yielding to Gallaron’s insistence, stopped arguing. Though feeling a bit awkward, he indeed preferred not to invest his time and energy in networking. Much work remained to be done. Triton had been defeated, and his creator’s dominion had been fully inherited by Nia. The concept of [World], which recorded all the life information of the entire planet, allowed those who perished in the black tide to be resurrected through the creator’s power. Initially, Lyle abstained from the resurrection project, trusting Nia’s divine instinct. However, the mass emergence of patchwork creatures—based on childish fantasies—forced Lyle to intervene. He disrupted the godly law of natural selection and shifted his efforts to adaptive genetic engineering.

"So much work, so busy." Lyle rubbed his head as he walked back into the lab.

...

The entry checkpoints to the City of Wandering had been reopened. This famous city of Arcanists had become even more renowned after the divine war. The essence of magic drew spellcasters to visit, and the city’s open and welcoming policies attracted dreamers with ambitions in their hearts.