"Has your Church received any news recently? The fragnts of the Stone of Creation have been appearing quite frequently," the Mage asked, hoping to indirectly extract so detailed information.
He had beco an aide to the Prince, which ant he could no longer easily obtain more secretive information from various mage gatherings and organizations as he once could.
The Bishop thought for a mont and provided so information: "There have been observations of such phenona, especially in recent years."
After saying this, he countered with a question: "Are you asking about this because of the massacre incident in Mastan City?"
The Mage nodded: "That’s right. It was reported that the perpetrator of the massacre was rely an ordinary slum boy.
How did a boy from the slum manage to kill 23 guard mbers overnight? And how did he slaughter an entire noble estate the following night?
A couple of years ago in Kobel City, there was also a rchant’s daughter who wiped out three noble families in three days.
Before these incidents, they were just ordinary people."
Upon hearing the details, the Bishop turned his head to look at him: "They should exercise so restraint."
"Haha, that’s the funniest joke I’ve heard today. If they exercised a little restraint, could they still be nobles?" The Mage couldn’t help but chuckle twice.
But there was so truth to it. This was the Cohen Kingdom, where nobles and royal family mbers firmly controlled the resources and power of the upper echelons.
"Alright, let’s not talk about this. I heard the newly appointed Count has established a foothold in the Eastern Wilderness, even founding a village?"
"Why are you asking us such questions?" asked the Holy Knight beside them.
The Mage chuckled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm, and said, "I don’t quite trust those two court idiots; they can fabricate anything to fulfill their tasks.
In the escorting team, I rember there was one of your Holy Knights, right? Don’t tell you haven’t obtained definite information.
I rember that knight lady, she was the one who ca back from the Eastern Wilderness earlier.
She seems to have so connection with this newly appointed Count’s forces, having gone through so hardships together."
There was nothing to hide about this kind of information.
The Bishop nodded: "That’s right."
"Establishing a village in the Eastern Wilderness is interesting; it seems there will finally be a safe haven when venturing into the Eastern Wilderness."
For these Mages, the Eastern Wilderness is considered a pretty good treasure trove.
There are many relics, many evil creatures, and various magical materials.
These are all necessary things for Mages.
Without a fixed safe supply point, they often didn’t dare to venture deep into it.
Now that there’s a village where you can safely rest, it’s undoubtedly a very good thing for them.
After all, it’s better than those unfamiliar races’ gathering places.
At least everyone is still human.
"I’ve received news that the Dwarves seem to be calling soone the Evil Breaker, and this person is a human.
He’s soone from the Count’s team; do you have any information on him?"
This ti, the Bishop couldn’t resist and turned to look at him.
"A free intelligence source?"
"What’s the harm? I’ve selflessly shared my research results with you all; those are fruits of my day-and-night research.
Sharing so harmless intelligence, it’s nothing." The Mage said with a cheeky grin.
"There is such a thing indeed."
"Is sothing happening internally among the Dwarves? What have they encountered?"
The Mage had knowledge of the Dwarves on Gray Mountain; to give a human such a title, clearly, this human had done sothing significant.
"An Evil God, we’ve received information that an Evil God descended among the Dwarves."
The Bishop’s expression beca slightly serious as he spoke.
This ti, the Mage’s expression also turned serious, and he furrowed his brows and asked: "Was it that ti over six months ago?"
After all, even the slightest descent of an Evil God can cause disturbances in the surrounding environnt, even if it’s just a glance.
The further away one is, the less clear it is what kind of disturbance it is; it could be sothing like a Mage’s research explosion.
But after all, it happened on Gray Mountain, and part of the Prince’s Territory is also adjacent to Gray Mountain, with Mage Towers built there as well.
Such fluctuations were observed, but at this distance, it was already a bit unclear what exactly was affecting the flow of the magic veins.
The Bishop nodded: "Indeed, it was that ti."
"Which one?" the Mage asked.
"I don’t know, not recognized, no records."
Upon hearing this, the Mage’s expression imdiately beca quite stern.
He couldn’t help but curse: "Another one, is this world about to be destroyed? Why do those damned Evil Gods keep staring at this world?"
To this, neither the Bishop nor the Holy Knight next to him made any comnts.
After all, with many issues related to Evil Gods, they are the first to bear the brunt.
For so reason, the Bishop couldn’t help but think of the Night Watcher learned from Anita.
"What na do they use? The Dwarves wouldn’t possibly hide sothing on this matter; tell quickly."
"Rotting Monarch."
"Ugh, that doesn’t sound like a good na at all, and it’s quite disgusting too," the Mage said, exceptionally disdainful.
The revered nas of Evil Gods have very distinct correlations with their power images, worship thods, and the behavior of followers.
"You’re right, the Dwarves rember it vividly."
The Mage asked: "So what are your plans to deal with it?"
"I don’t know."
"True, without actually battling the minions of the Evil Gods, it’s hard to know what disgusting abilities these Evil Gods have."
"Have you cleared out the cults in the Kingdom?"
"No."
"Why not? Didn’t the Association provide a lot of assistance?"
Upon hearing this, the Bishop glanced at him.
"If they could help us remove the interference from the nobles then..."
"Then that’s all for now."
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