The crisis on Quint Island wasn't caused by Alan.
The Zoroastrians saw Quint Port's trade potential and shipping facilities.
The cult's leadership was determined to seize the island.
Using both plague and proselytizing, they controlled Quint Island, ultimately aiming to detach it from the South Island Federation.
A new parish would be established on Quint Island, serving as a hub for radiating influence to the other islands.
At that point, the townspeople would either choose to convert to the Zoroastrians, contract lycanthropy, and accept their fate as ratmen.
Or, they would choose death.
...
The Warlock Academy was now mired in a quagmire.
While battling the Beast Cult, they were also at odds with the Human-Demon Cult over the Mushroom Garden.
Forced to fight on two fronts, they had no time to protect Quint Island.
The information Spanner had revealed tensed Allen's nerves, which had just relaxed.
A strong sense of crisis was sounding the alarm in his heart:
Disaster is about to strike. If we don't leave now, it will be too late!
Unlike Allen, Spanner looked relaxed and content.
She lazily turned over in bed and kicked off the covers.
She revealed her sweaty back, glistening white.
The waist and hip curve is like a beautiful snake.
Twisted the end of a strand of hair and gently flicked it on Allen's chest, with a sweet voice.
"Baby, I've had enough rest and I feel like I'm good again!"
"I'll keep an account first. I still owe you eight times." Allen reached towards the bedside table and grabbed a pencil and account book.
"What?!" Spanner changed her face at the speed of light, glared and said angrily, "As long as I don't get up, it can only count once!"
"How long do you plan to stay in bed at my house?"
"That depends on your next performance!"
There was no other way, Allen had no choice but to show his true skills.
First, I'd beat this sly little devil into submission, leaving him powerless to resist, and then pack him up and throw him out the door.
…
After sending Spanna away, before daybreak, Allen hurried to the school to find Ms. Sora.
He told her the truth about what Spanna had revealed.
Ms. Sora immediately realized the gravity of the situation.
He quickly climbed out of bed and asked anxiously, "Allen, what are your plans?"
"Moving!" Allen had made up his mind. "Take my sister and parents and move to a place far away from the strife and cults."
"I haven't decided where exactly."
"My classmate, Flynn, lives on Griffin Island."
"I plan to contact him and see if we can move there." "Griffin Island might not be suitable!" Ms. Sora shook her head. "It's too close to Quint Island!"
"After Quint Island falls to the Beast Cult, I'm afraid Griffin Island will be next in line."
"The Griffin Clan on the island isn't strong enough to resist the Beast Cult. I'm not optimistic about the outcome!"
"Teacher, do you have a more ideal relocation destination?" Allen asked.
"If we're going to move, let's move farther away!"
Sora took the coat Allen handed her and hurriedly put it on.
"Why don't we move to my hometown, Silver Moon Island!"
"Not only should we move, but we should also try to bring as many townspeople aboard to accompany us."
Ms. Sora's eyes sparkled with sudden excitement.
"Alan! I suddenly realize that this crisis is also a huge opportunity!"
"Do you want to own a piece of land that's completely yours and create a family of your own?"
"Right now is a great opportunity!"
"Quint Island, ravaged by plague and evil cults, is beyond saving!" "Before the situation becomes completely devastating, let's take away all the villagers who are willing to go to sea and survive!"
"Once we reach Silver Moon Island, I'll risk my pride and return to my parents' home for help. We'll find a way to seize a piece of unowned land and build a new home from scratch!"
"On that newly reclaimed wasteland, we can plan the town and make the laws exactly as we wish!"
"In this way, you will become the lord of the new town, the founder of the Panthers family!"
"And I..."
A shy blush appeared on Ms. Sora's face.
"Ellen, if you don't mind my age and ugliness, keep me by your side and serve as a housekeeper for the lord and his ladies."
"Teacher Sora..." Ellen hugged the intelligent and capable young woman tightly and kissed her forehead. "You will always be family to me."
After a long kiss, Ellen relaxed her arms.
"Teacher, I like the blueprint you've drawn. Now tell me about Silver Moon Island. Is it truly safe there?"
Ms. Sora nodded firmly.
"Silver Moon Island belongs to neither the South Island Federation nor the North Island Federation."
"It's a neutral place, independent of all major powers and far removed from conflict!"
...
Silver Moon Island, a vast island covering over two million square kilometers, is also known as "Gran Isle," or "Green Island."
It boasts a mild climate, fertile land, and a sparsely populated landscape.
Vast expanses of wilderness remain uncultivated.
The island's Silver Moon Monastery is a sophisticated and large-scale order of armed sorcerers, similar to the Knights Templar from Allen's past life.
Or, more precisely, a major sorcerer sect.
"The Silver Moon monks on the island are not only experts in treating the plague, but are also sworn enemies of the Beast Cultists."
"If we move to Silver Moon Island, we won't have to worry about the plague and the cult!"
Sora said confidently.
…
After Allen and Sora formulated a migration plan, they got busy.
Sora took Allen to the town council and, using the plague and the cult as real pressure, tried to convince the council to agree to a full migration.
Migrate to a new home free from the plague and the cult's coercion?
It sounded wonderful, but unfortunately, the project didn't go smoothly from the start.
In Quint Town, from council members to ordinary residents, everyone, to varying degrees, holds a steadfast desire for stability and a strong sense of belonging.
Although the plague is currently raging fiercely, and there are indeed signs of cult activity at the port, most people don't realize the severity of the problem.
At least, it hasn't reached a point that would prompt them to move thousands of miles away.
Just think about it!
What exactly is the distant Silver Moon Island like?
Even Ms. Sora herself can't quite put her finger on it.
Will leaving home and moving to a strange place really lead to a better life than the one we have now?
I'm afraid not.
Even if Silver Moon Island is truly a wonderful place, it's too far away.
It would take at least three months to reach Silver Moon Island by boat from Quint Harbor.
That's if the winds were favorable.
If a storm hits at sea and someone dies en route, that wouldn't be surprising.
Rather than going through all that trouble, it's better to just stay put on Quint Island.
Plague or cult, just bear with it and it will pass.
The vast majority of townspeople hold this view, refusing to risk relocation.
These people's views aren't necessarily wrong.
Eren and Sora wouldn't resort to violence to force people to move.
The only chips we can offer, besides free plague treatment, are a free boat ticket.
Those who want to leave, let's go together.
If you really don't want to leave, Allen won't force you. Take care.