Translator: La0o9 Editor: La0o9
âThe biggest obstacle has already been eliminated, if Comoros still couldnât do it, then I can only pick out a different spokespersonâ Wang Yuan glanced at Comoros, who was on the ground, and silently thought.
Naturally, this person would have to be changed sooner or later, even though Comoros was currently under Wang Yuanâs absolute control, nobody was ever to be underestimated. When the authority they hold increases, their ambition would soon follow.
Oneâs position determined oneâs vision. Comoros currently had a lot of knowledge about Wang Yuan, just because he didnât understand it now doesnât mean he wouldnât understand it in the future, and such a threat should be nipped while it was still in its bud.
âLetâs have him stabilize the situation of the village first. After all, itâs easier for humans to accept being under the jurisdiction of a familiar figure, so there shouldnât be too many objections. When Negary had fully integrated into these peopleâs lives, that will be time for Comoros to be discarded for knowing too muchâ Wang Yuan lightly floated around and observed the villageâs situation.
Of course, the thing Wang Yuan was most concerned about right now was what the man named Jacob was planning. From the look on his face, he didnât intend to surrender, but that was natural.
Before Wang Yuan and Comoros came, Jacob was the biggest beneficiary of this village. The hunting partyâs leader was his good friend, the next village chief was going to be him without any doubt. But as soon as Comoros returned with Negaryâs will, the old village chief was murdered, most of the villageâs authority would now also fall into Comorosâ hand.
For both personal and official reasons, Jacob couldnât just accept it; but due to the threat of the plague, the villagers were now standing on Comorosâ side. After all, Negary had already displayed his power, Jacob knew full well that if he tried to openly resist, the other villagers would suppress him even before Negary did.
Everything happened too suddenly, no one had anything prepared, even the prestigious village chief was bitten to death in front of everyone. Jacob now had no choice but to swallow his irritation, plan things out properly before going against Comoros, as well as the one calling itself âNegaryâ.
Opening the door to his house, Jacob took a deep breath, smiled brightly and casually greeted: âIsabella, Iâm homeâ
âYouâre back early todayâ a blond young woman sat in the house, holding her somewhat inflated belly and gently asked: âI heard a bit of commotion outside, did something happen?â
âHm, some problems did come up, but donât worry, Iâll take care of itâ Jacob smiled full of confidence in his voice, he slowly approached his wife, crouched down, carefully touched her belly and smiled: âNala, papa is back, did you miss papa?â
âThat problem isnât as simple as you said, is it?â the sharp woman naturally saw through Jacobâs awkwardness and gently told him: âIâll be fine, you donât need to worry for me. You know that Iâm from the Tagula familyâ
âAlright, things are indeed a bit troublesomeâ Jacob looked at his wife and sighed: âComoros was the only person of the hunting party to return, bringing with him what he claimed to be the will and messengers of Negary. He had even killed the village chiefâ
âRight now, he is gathering the villagers to have them offer up their foreheads to Negaryâ Jacob summarized what happened and gave up on this pretend confidence: âMy reason is telling me that I should surrender so that there is no dangerâ
âBut my heart is telling me that doing that is wrong!â Jacob said with conviction: âDax and the others died some unclear deaths, the village chief was also murdered without remorse, but the villagers are afraid to stand up due to the threat of the plagueâ
âIf I do not stand up now, I know that I will surely regret this. But if I do so and indeed provoke the plague, then not only will I have wronged the village, but I will also have wronged youâ Jacob was feeling helpless, on one side was the wrong thing to do, while the other side had severe consequences that he couldnât shoulder. This made him unable to decide.
âWhen faced with two equally difficult choices, I believe it is best that you choose the one you think is correctâ Isabella hugged her husbandâs head and gently consoled him: âI will support youâ
âAs for that Negary you spoke about, I think itâs possible that it isnât actually a Godâ Isabella smiled.
âIsabella, do you know something?â Jacob looked up at his wife. He knew that his wife wasnât a person of the Cauchy tribe, her background wasnât simple either, so it made sense that she knew a few secrets.
âThe one calling itself Negary is possibly an Evil Spiritâ Isabella recalled as she explained: âEvil Spirits are entities with strange and powerful mystical abilities, but they are also under heavy restrictions so they do not easily appear. But as far as I know, Evil Spirits have no sense of reason, itâs very different from what you saidâ
âEvil Spirits, huh?â Jacob nodded.
âIn my hometown, an Evil Spirit calamity once occurred that caused many people to lose their lives. That Evil Spirit had the ability to control fog, called the Devil in the Fog. Many people were lost and killed within that fog. The archbishop of the church of Divine Grace had to purify the Evil Spirit and blessed the world with the brilliance of the Lordâ
His wife was a devout believer in the faith of Divine Grace, but that didnât affect their relationship, as Jacob respected his wifeâs beliefs.
âIsabella, you mean to say that the church of Divine Grace has a way to eliminate the Evil Spirits?â Jacob caught the important info in his wifeâs words. He originally didnât believe the Cauchy tribeâs traditional faith of Gods in all things, so Jacob didnât really reject the idea of borrowing the power of the Divine Grace church to get rid of Negary.
âThe Lord is omnipotentâ Isabella smiled: âEven if Negary isnât an Evil Spirit, it should be something similar, and the church of Divine Grace has a way to deal with itâ
Wang Yuan was standing nearby, eavesdropping on their conversation and analyzing the information he obtained from it: âChurch of Divine Grace? This worldâs supernatural power?â
This is a low-magic world, âlow-magicâ isnât the same as âno magicâ, and from the confident tone of that Isabella womanâs words, even if there were exaggerations in her words, it shouldnât be completely false. Which means this âchurch of Divine Graceâ does indeed hold a type of supernatural power in their hands.
âShe said it was called a Devil in the Fog. Perhaps it was the same as me, a remnant soul that had the ability to control the fog and mist?â Wang Yuan continued to analyze the details of their conversation and assessed his situation.
âRegardless of other things, for now, Iâve determined that Jacob cannot be left aliveâ Wang Yuan decided to first deal with Jacob and slowly hovered away. The church of Divine Grace had already formed a religion, so they must be quite a bit more powerful than Wang Yuan currently was, it was best that he didnât mess with them right now.
On the other side, where Comoros was still conveying the will of Negary to the villagers, he suddenly felt an itch, then saw the two crows flew up and landed nearby, signalling for Comoros to follow them.
Comoros didnât dare to make them wait and hurriedly follow the crows, arriving in front of a certain building that was currently holding the village chiefâs granddaughter. Since she was bitten by the plagued Nael beasts, Comoros had her locked up here with the excuse of not letting the plague spread.
Wang Yuan was also hovering near the girl. She was holding the wound on her hand tightly with a pale expression on her face, weakly collapsed on the ground. She had the charms of a sickly beauty, but this wasnât useful for anything, so as Wang Yuanâs interference force acted on her, the girl scowled, hugged her head with a pained expression, then dropped dead without a sound