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The two exchanged some information about the sea, and as their conversation was about to end, Leyton said, "We'll go to the World of Books these next two days. After that, I plan to head to the Southern Continent. The current sea is no longer suitable for me to stay."
"All the pirates and adventurers on the sea will thank you for this decision. They finally won't have to worry about waking up in the middle of the night and suddenly finding themselves engulfed by lightning and gales."
Klein made a small joke.
"Does that include you?" Leyton asked with a smile.
Klein looked up at the layers of emerald forest that seemed to stretch endlessly upwards and said with a sigh, "Those storms and lightning don't scare me as much as the Lord of Storms's 'Amon'."
Bayam's Loenese settlement.
Because of the previous battle between Leyton and Mahmosi here, the wealthy residents who originally lived here were frightened. After discussing with the Church of the Lord of Storms, they spontaneously raised funds and planned to rebuild a church belonging to the Storm here.
Thick clouds always covered the sky above Bayam, with occasional flashes of silver-white light, as if venting anger.
Alger walked under the dim yellow streetlights, his thoughts drifting. Although he hadn't yet been to the Cathedral of Waves, rumors had already reached his ears.
The Church of the Lord of Storms's Cathedral of Waves in Bayam was stolen. It was stolen right in front of numerous Punishers, clergymen, and even a bishop! Even under the Church's Saints, Angels, and even Divine Punishment, the culprit still escaped with the Cathedral of Waves.
Recently, one incident after another has occurred on the sea. The Church is practically being openly provoked. Even an insignificant person like me feels a bit mentally and physically exhausted.
As his thoughts wandered, he had already arrived in front of the newly built Church of the Lord of Storms.
He stared blankly at the azure church. Although it wasn't as grand as the Cathedral of Waves, this new church was more magnificent and artistic.
Alger strolled into the church. The interior layout made him slightly stunned. Only one of the surrounding walls had a mural, and the hall was illuminated by dim yellow candles. Although the tables and chairs were exquisite, they were clearly not the style a church should have.
Except for the Storm Sacred Emblem, everything here was temporarily moved in. It seemed the dark clouds above Bayam wouldn't dissipate for at least a year and a half.
With a slight sigh in his heart, Alger walked towards the gray-haired figure kneeling in prayer before the Storm Sacred Emblem. That was Jogori, the Bishop of the Bayam Diocese, who was responsible for those like him who had infiltrated the pirates.
Alger stood behind Jogori and waited for some time. Only after the other party finished praying did he bow respectfully and greet him with a voice filled with sorrow and anger, "Your Grace, Bishop~"
Jogori then rose from the ground and faced Alger. His eyes had lost their former brilliance, becoming somewhat despondent and filled with rage.
After a moment, he spoke in a hoarse, deep voice, "You don't need to call me Bishop anymore. I will exile myself for a period of time. This is atonement for my mistakes. During this period, I will no longer hold any position in the Church."
"I called you over so late today because there's a new mission to convey to you, and also to have you hand over to your next contact person."
"What mission?" Alger asked in a deep voice.
Jogori closed his eyes for a moment, seemingly organizing his emotions.
A moment later, he reopened his eyes. Storms seemed to brew within his azure pupils, and his voice became authoritative and angry, "Find two people. One has a monocle made of crystal over his right eye. He may not be human; it could also be an animal with a prominent mark around its right eye. When you see him, do not act rashly, and do not have any extra thoughts. Pray directly, and the Lord will cast his gaze."
"As for the other, he should have the ability to change his appearance, image, and temperament. You need to pay attention to those who always have starlight accompanying them when using Beyonder abilities. He is most likely a member of the Moses Ascetic Order."
Amon? If I really encounter Amon, I won't even have a chance to pray. The other one, being able to associate with Amon, certainly won't be weak. This isn't a mission I can complete... As thoughts swirled in his mind, Alger had already decided to slack off. After all, it was normal for such a mission to be uncompleted.
After making up his mind, Alger clenched his right fist and struck his left chest, saying, "I understand."
"May the Storm be with you!"
Jogori nodded slightly, also clenching his fist and striking his left chest, "May the Storm be with you!"
After leaving the azure church, Alger followed Jogori's guidance and headed to the original location of the Cathedral of Waves.
Along the way, strong winds carried his body, bringing him to Sea Wave Plaza at an extremely fast speed. Although it was already night, there were still many clergymen moving about, and everyone's expression revealed fatigue and busyness.
Alger slowed his pace and walked to the edge of the plaza. The area in front, which should have been the Cathedral of Waves, was now empty, and even the ground had sunken a layer.
"Alger Wilson?"
A steady, deep voice sounded beside him. Alger quickly turned his head and saw a sturdy figure had appeared beside him at some point.
He was probably around forty, with sharp, defined facial features and clearly sculpted muscles that filled out his loose Church of the Lord of Storms robes.
He had deep blue eyes and hair of the same color that was twice as thick as a normal person's, like small worms or tentacles.
"Your Excellency, 'Sea King'!"
Alger quickly realized who the other party was and bowed immediately, saluting him.
A gentle wind supported his body. "Sea King" Jahn Kottman said calmly, "From now on, I will take over from Jogori and liaise with you."
After saying this, he quietly observed Alger.
Being stared at so intently by a demigod, Alger unknowingly broke out in a thin layer of sweat on his back. He took a deep breath, preparing to break the silence.
However, "Sea King" spoke before him, "You can already advance to Sequence 6 Wind-Blessed. I will give you a formula as advance payment for this mission. You can collect the potion materials during this time."
"If you fail to collect them, you can also directly exchange your accumulated contributions with me for the Wind-Blessed potion."
"Yes, Your Excellency, 'Sea King'!"
Alger's tone suddenly became excited, his face showing uncontrollable joy, an expression of willingness to go through fire and water for the Church.
Does the Church want to cultivate more mid-sequence Beyonders? This is good, though. I no longer need to conceal my advancement to Wind-Blessed.
"Sea King" Jahn Kottman looked at Alger's reaction, nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Recently, incidents on the sea have been happening one after another, which has led to a shortage of personnel in the Church, especially high- and mid-sequence Beyonders. This is your opportunity."
As "Sea King" spoke, a glint flashed in Alger's eyes. He clenched his right fist and heavily struck his left chest, saying, "May the Storm be with me!"
Pinstreet No. 7, North Borough, Backlund.
Shimmering starlight poured out from the Spirit World, converging at the doorway and forming Leyton's figure.
He took two steps forward, and just as he was about to ring the doorbell, the door was opened from the inside.
Leonard, dressed in a casual white shirt and black trousers, looked at Leyton with an impatient expression, pouted, and moved aside to make way, saying, "Why are you here again?"
"How rude. I specifically came at night to accommodate your Nightmare's rest schedule."
As he spoke, Leyton had already entered the house through the passage Leonard had made.
He walked directly towards the fireplace in the dining room, casually pulled over a chair, and sat down, saying, "Old Man, do you want to guess who I met and what I did before I came here?"
"Hmph! Don't come here to amuse an old man like me for no reason."
Pallez's slightly displeased voice came from Leonard's mouth.
Leyton smiled indifferently and said, "Old Man, you need to learn humor. As fellow Angels, don't you think Will Auceptin's humanity is much better preserved than yours?"
"That unlucky little snake? If I were like him, I would have been caught by Amon countless times by now."
Leonard's face showed an expression of disdain, and his voice sounded old and hoarse.
Unlucky little snake? It seems to be common knowledge that Will has bad luck… Leyton sighed inwardly.
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