"This is why I ca to find you..."
Clens sighed and began explaining the current situation to Loren:
"You've been away for so long, you don't know what's happening now.
"Recently, various protests have suddenly started within the Gedlan Kingdom. Their behavior is very strange... It's hard for to describe. You should just co out and see for yourself..."
"Alright."
After scolding Clens, Loren's anger had subsided sowhat, and he began to ponder the present circumstances.
Based on Clens's description, Loren had already pieced together most of the situation.
Loren followed beside Clens, walking towards the direction of the street.
"What happened to the citizens of that destroyed nation?"
ntioning this, Clens's mood also sank. He gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly:
"Gone. Not a single one escaped. Most were captured by the people of the Canaan Kingdom. Those who remained... not a single survivor..."
At this point, Clens began to choke up:
"We examined the corpses left behind. There were children, elderly, even pregnant won... And the most crucial thing... we found traces on every single body... traces of being..."
Clens spoke with genuine emotion. Loren had no doubt that if he were told the na of the God of Hatred, Ligoss, right now, Clens would imdiately turn to darkness, then charge into the Canaan Kingdom to start a bloody rampage.
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. They will pay the price."
Loren never forgot that his greatest enemy was the gods. But if so insignificant pests ca to disgust him, he wouldn't mind casually crushing them underfoot.
Right there on the main street in broad daylight, a group of oddly dressed people were protesting. n wore pink skirts, won had their faces covered in piercings. Each one was as disgusting as could be.
"Rainbow Plague."
"What?"
Loren suddenly uttered a term. Clens was a bit confused.
"This is a thod of the God of Plague, called the [Rainbow Plague]. It's an infectious disease, extrely dangerous because it doesn't infect the body, but the mind. It spreads through language.
"The infected believe they are perfectly lucid, believe they are being oppressed, and engage in actions contrary to common sense and rules, calling it 'awakening.' Simultaneously, they wholeheartedly endorse everything about the God of Plague, even the inhumane massacres conducted by Plague Believers."
While speaking, Loren moved closer to the protesting crowd:
"However, the conditions for using this plague are sowhat stringent. It requires people to still have the energy to think about such nonsense before they can be infected."
Only after getting closer did Loren hear what they were saying. They believed they were a minority group, being oppressed, and should be given more preferential treatnt.
They spoke of Gedlan's backwardness, touted the Canaan Kingdom's advancent, and even wished for the Canaan Kingdom to exterminate all these backward people in the Gedlan Kingdom.
Pursuing niche interests is a very mainstream thing. As they marched forward, their ranks swelled, with most new mbers being young people and even children.
"Let teach you how to treat this illness."
Loren turned to Clens, said this, then walked towards the crowd:
"I didn't expect sothing like this to happen while I was away. That was my oversight."
"Master ntor! You are the most knowledgeable person here, and the most progressive thinker. You must be here to join us!"
The leader of this group was a woman. She had tattoos all over her body and many piercings on her face. Loren almost mistook her for a believer of so deity of suffering.
"What do you think constitutes advancent? Is it the high technology and precision instrunts from the domain of the God of Night and Thunder?"
As he spoke, Loren pulled his belt from his waist. It was a belt with a brass buckle, bought by Loren himself. Very sturdy and durable.
"No, they are backward too! Only diversity is advancent! The Canaan Kingdom is the most open and inclusive, the most diverse, and thus the most advanced!"
"Let treat your leg problem."
Before she could finish, Loren's belt lashed across the woman's face. The brass buckle smashed solidly against it. The skin on her face split, teeth flying out along with the piercings.
"Do all you old fossils have violent tendencies? Resorting to force when you can't win an argunt?"
After Loren knocked one down, the others didn't retreat. Instead, they grew more agitated. A fat man with a beard, wearing pink clothes, imdiately pressed forward.
"And what's your view on the massacres carried out by the Canaan Kingdom?"
"Massacring you old fossils is deserv..."
Loren's brass-buckled belt shattered his teeth. He wouldn't get to speak again.
Seeing Loren dare to strike again, the remaining people grew increasingly agitated, until soone tried to shove Loren.
"Who dares harm the Master ntor!"
Before those hands could land on Loren, they were pierced by thorns. Not just the person attempting to shove Loren, but everyone was entangled by thorny vines in an instant.
If the goal was rely to restrain them, ordinary vines would have sufficed. But Clens still chose thorns.
Loren tossed away the blood-stained belt and walked over to Clens:
"Treating those infected with the Rainbow Plague is easy. A beating and starving them for a few als will do it. Anyone with the ability to distinguish right from wrong wouldn't get infected. Those who do get infected aren't good people to begin with.
"There are so children inside. Don't beat the children. Just starve them for a few als. Their worldview isn't fully ford yet. They need proper guidance."
"Yes, Master ntor."
Clens showed a smile. He had long wanted to take action against these people.
The Bountiful Church is among the better churches when it cos to treating its believers. It's just that the implentation has problems.
After people from the Nofica Theocracy ca here, they also supervised the people of the Gedlan Kingdom, ensuring they had enough to eat and that rules were no longer just for show.
That's why Clens truly couldn't casually take action against these infected people. After all, they were only praising the Canaan Kingdom and hadn't committed any acts of betrayal against the Bountiful Church. This was precisely why the Rainbow Plague had the opportunity to spread and manifest.
Today, it was only because they attempted to lay hands on Loren that Clens could act against them.
Moreover, Loren gave them a justifiable reason to act: We're not beating people up;
we're treating an illness. This is the thod provided by the Master ntor, more authoritative than even the Pope.
"Let escort you back."
Having just resolved one trouble, Clens was sowhat happy. But thinking about what the Canaan Kingdom had done, his smile faded again.
Under the pressure, Clens took out a cigarette and placed it in his mouth. But as he pulled out a match, Loren stopped him.
"I have children at ho. They don't like the sll of smoke."
"Apologies."
Clens put the cigarette away and escorted Loren ho. Only after Loren entered the house did Clens eagerly take a drag.
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Clens wore a worried expression. He didn't know what to do. Even though he was a Bishop, he was only a Bishop of a small country like Gedlan. Faced with matters involving major nations, or even matters between gods, he could do nothing.
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