At night, in a mansion somewhere in Adis, the leader of the Revolutionary Army sat in his study. By the light of the lamp on his desk, he was writing rapidly on the storybook spread out before him, his expression grim. His pen tip danced quickly across the paper. Beneath his pen, the increasingly deep contradictions within the Revolutionary Army, the hidden danger of Adus reigniting in war, and his worries as the leader of the Revolutionary Army were all recorded one by one.
"All in all, tomorrow I will do my best to protect you during Mukhtar's ambush, and then we will find an opportunity to immediately withdraw from Adis and go to a safer place in Adus. We will escape from him while trying our best not to confront Mukhtar head-on, the farther the better."
Shadi wrote this on the page, and only a moment later, Vanya's response appeared before his eyes.
"Protect us and help us escape? Mr. Shadi, facing Mukhtar, what is our success rate of escaping from Adis?"
Looking at Vanya's question, Shadi was slightly startled. After calculating in his mind, he continued to write with a heavy expression.
"If I only seek self-preservation, I have complete confidence in escaping from Mukhtar's hands. But if I consider you, I probably only have about a thirty percent chance of success. Although the chances are slim, Sister Vanya, you don't have to worry that I will abandon you. Only you can explain the current situation in Adis clearly to Holy Mountain, so I will not leave you."
Shadi wrote this. He had to protect Vanya's special envoy group so that Vanya could explain the situation to Holy Mountain and plead for him, allowing him to clear his relationship with the Savior Sect. Only then would the Holy Mountain's army not treat him as otherworld and clear him when they arrived in Adus. Therefore, no matter what, Vanya must be protected tomorrow.
"I will do my best to protect Sister Vanya and help you leave Adis, and Sister Vanya must immediately call for reinforcements from Holy Mountain, so that the Holy War Army can immediately march to Adus to eliminate the otherworld. During this period, I will lead the forces loyal to me to fight against Mukhtar in Adus and hold out until the Holy War Army arrives."
"So Sister Vanya, you should call for help in time. Only with the help of the Holy War Army can we defeat Mukhtar's Savior Sect in the future war."
Shadi wrote down his plan on the book. Looking at the words he had written, Shadi's eyes were full of heaviness. Although the plan seemed simple, who knew how much price would have to be paid and how much disaster Adus would suffer.
Retreating safely under the attack of Mukhtar, a Scarlet Tier Extraordinary, and his personal guards, this was easier said than done. Although Shadi might have power exceeding that of a normal Chalk Tier with Setuot's help, he could at most only protect himself in front of a Scarlet Tier Extraordinary. But this time, besides protecting himself, he also had to protect the Church's special envoy group, which would make the difficulty increase dramatically.
Even if his side could successfully escape from Adis, what Shadi would face next would be a full-scale civil war within the Adus Revolutionary Army. Once the news of the split in Adis spread, the re-ignition of war in Adus would be inevitable. The thought of former comrades turning against each other with swords, and the thought of Adus, which had finally achieved peace, falling into purgatory again, filled Shadi's heart with an unspeakable bitterness. The reason he had remained silent before was to avoid this outcome. He wanted to preserve this hard-won peace for Adus.
But under the initial pressure from the Savior Sect, Shadi also understood that now was not the time to remain neutral. Since war was unavoidable no matter which side he chose, he could only choose the side with the least loss. If he chose the Savior Sect, the entire Adus Revolutionary Army would be destroyed by the Holy War Army, and Adus would welcome back the old nobles of the Baruk Dynasty after another round of war. The old nobles would rebuild the Baruk Dynasty with the support of the Church.
If he chose Holy Mountain, although it would be extremely dangerous during the split in Adis tomorrow, everything would be fine as long as he escaped from Adis and held out until the Holy War Army arrived. After the war, Shadi's faction of the Revolutionary Army would be able to preserve a part, and Shadi himself would have the qualification to negotiate with Holy Mountain. At that time, the situation would evolve into him and the old nobles of Adus competing for the support of Holy Mountain, trying to make Holy Mountain recognize him.
At that time, the best case for Shadi would be for Holy Mountain to let him continue to lead the situation in Adus, but even so, a large number of old noble forces would inevitably get involved. The worse case is that Holy Mountain would let the old nobles control Adus, and he would have to endure the existence of these former enemies. It is even possible that Holy Mountain might not trust him and directly abandon him, fully supporting the absolutely loyal old nobles... Regardless, as long as the war starts and Holy Mountain intervenes, the situation in Adus will ultimately be strongly intervened by Holy Mountain through the old Baruk nobles. Although Shadi didn't like this either, he had no choice at this point. Now was not the time to continue sitting on the fence.
At this moment, on the other side of Adis, in a luxurious room in the Adus Royal Palace, Vanya was sitting in front of the desk, frowning as she looked at the sentences Shadi had written. It was indeed Vanya herself who had communicated with Shadi just now, not Dorothy. Because she was too lazy to imitate Vanya's writing habits and tone, Dorothy directly transferred Shadi's words written on her book-sea navigation record to Vanya's communication page. After Vanya replied under Dorothy's guidance, Dorothy also responded by sending it back, thus allowing the two of them to communicate directly.
Sitting in front of her desk, Vanya gazed at the words on the page with a worried expression. According to Shadi, the resurgence of turmoil in Adus seemed to be a foregone conclusion, which made her, who sincerely looked forward to peace and still held a glimmer of hope for a peaceful future, feel a touch of sadness.
Looking at Shadi's handwriting, Vanya did not immediately respond. After pausing for a moment, she picked up her pen and wrote to Dorothy.
"Miss Dorothy, the situation in Adus has developed to this point... Is it really irreversible? Is the upcoming war inevitable?"
Inside the hidden space of the Qiwen Temple, Dorothy, sitting on the floor of the hall, couldn't help but stroke her chin in deep thought after seeing Vanya's handwriting, worrying as she looked at the distorted and simple scene before her.
'It seems... a direct confrontation with Mukhtar tomorrow is completely unavoidable. Facing a Scarlet Tier with a large number of subordinates, as the head of a large organization and the leader of a country's temple, is this conflict truly feasible?
'Although I have Shadi's help, he himself said that when facing Mukhtar, the probability of retreating safely while protecting Vanya is only thirty percent. Even if I am added... I feel the probability is at most no more than fifty percent, which is still too low for me... It seems very unstable...'
Dorothy thought this in her heart. For her, stopping a war was too grand and vague. She was more concerned about the immediate matter, which was how to maximize her side's combat power in the conflict tomorrow and increase her chances of dealing with Mukhtar. This was the most crucial thing.
At this moment, Dorothy did not immediately respond to Vanya's words. Instead, she stood up in the temple hall of the hidden space and slowly paced. As she paced the hall, her gaze swept over the illusory words suspended in mid-air, over the activated architectural structural lines, and finally stopped at the center of the hall, on the divine symbol suspended above the altar.
The symbol was a half-open eye, with electric light spreading outwards from the pupil, even radiating beyond the eye socket. This was the pupil of the Judge of Heaven, a deity who had fallen thousands of years ago and was now sealed in hidden history.
Looking at the hovering electric eye before her, Miss Dorothy seemed lost in thought. After standing in a daze for a moment, she recalled the information she had seen in the temple's introduction. A series of ideas then surged in her heart.
"That's right... According to the previous introduction, this Qiwen Temple of the Judge of Heaven is not only a temple but also has other functions. If these functions are not broken..."
Murmuring to herself, Miss Dorothy had an idea. Without delay, she immediately began testing the feasibility of her idea. She started using the system left by the temple to search for the information she wanted, and soon after, she found the desired result.
Looking at the Common Sense Text information she had painstakingly found, Miss Dorothy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After reading this article, she felt confident about tomorrow's conflict.
At this moment, in Miss Dorothy's heart, her confidence in dealing with Mukhtar tomorrow suddenly increased by several points. And these points were not the probability of successful escape, but the probability of defeating the opponent.
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'It seems... there is room for maneuver in tomorrow's affairs. If handled well... it might even avoid the Adus civil war to a certain extent...'
Miss Dorothy thought this, then immediately sat back down on the floor, picked up her "wen hai hang zhi", and began writing to Sister Vanya.
On the other side, Sister Vanya, who had not received a response from Miss Dorothy for a long time, was waiting anxiously. Just as she was about to try praying to Aka to ask about the situation, Miss Dorothy's response finally appeared on the paper before her again. Looking at this response, Sister Vanya's eyes widened slightly.
"This is..."
After reading Miss Dorothy's response, Sister Vanya was surprised. This surprise did not last long before a trace of joy appeared on her face. In Miss Dorothy's information, she read a turning point in the situation.
Then, Sister Vanya also picked up a pen and quickly wrote a letter to Mr. Shadi on her page, according to Miss Dorothy's request in her response. A moment later, the words she wrote appeared before Mr. Shadi.
"Mr. Shadi, everything in Adus still has a glimmer of hope. Everything has not yet reached the worst outcome of war. If we cooperate fully tomorrow, perhaps we can avoid the bad consequences of war.
"Tomorrow's matters require our full cooperation. Since our biggest problem is Mukhtar, I need to know all of Mukhtar's information. As his former ally, you have fought alongside him, so you must know a lot about Mukhtar. Now please tell us all the information you know..."
Sister Vanya wrote these words to Mr. Shadi. Mr. Shadi, who had been waiting for a response at his desk for a long time, almost thought that Sister Vanya had encountered some accident. However, after seeing Sister Vanya's new response, he couldn't help but freeze in place.
...
Under the night sky of Adus, various undercurrents were surging, and conspiracies were intertwined. At this time, in a corner of the city, on a high rooftop, Naifnis, dressed in a night suit, was standing there, looking at the tall temple in the distant night.
'Miss Dorothy hasn't sent me a message to pick her up yet... Is that Scarlet old fellow still guarding there? Damn it... How long will that guy guard it...'
Looking at the outline of the distant temple, Naifnis thought anxiously. She was originally arranged by Miss Dorothy to be around the temple to pick her up at any time, but who knew that Mukhtar would return early? In a hurry, Miss Dorothy had to immediately notify Naifnis to stay away from the temple to avoid Mukhtar, and then go back to pick up Miss Dorothy after Mukhtar left.
Just like that, Miss Dorothy waited anxiously for Miss Dorothy's message in the cold night of Adis. At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her heart. Listening to this voice, Neff was slightly startled. She originally thought that the Scarlet had finally left and Miss Dorothy was asking her to pick her up now, but it was not like that.
"Great Aka, please transfer this to Senior Nefelnis and tell her not to come pick me up tonight. She has other things to do tonight. Please ask her to visit the Adis Museum and take some things from it."
Listening to the familiar sound in her heart, Naifnis was stunned, and her heart was immediately filled with various feelings of déjà vu. Her thoughts drifted back to Adria not long ago.
'What... Museum... take things? Why is she suddenly going back to her old profession... Bah! What old profession! My profession is an archaeology student!'
In the evening breeze, Naifnis shook her head fiercely, and then she began to communicate with Miss Dorothy with doubts in her heart. After communicating with Miss Dorothy, her confusion turned into surprise, and then from surprise to stunned. After being in a daze for a long time, she barely recovered and spoke softly.
"This time... there are new characters again..."
...
Time flew by quickly, and soon, a night passed. With the moon setting and the sun rising, a new day dawned on Adis.
On the new day, the people of Adis went out to work as usual, participating in the relief and post-war reconstruction efforts. Soon, these people of Adis found that today seemed different from other times. Early in the morning, the sky began to be covered with thick clouds, and as time went by, the sky seemed to become thicker and thicker, quickly obstructing the usually scorching sunlight. The entire Adis was shrouded in gloom at noon.
Looking at the sky like this, the people of Adis all thought it was going to rain heavily. Although the climate in Adus is dry and rainfall is scarce, it is not completely absent. Although this kind of weather is rare, it does happen a few times a year, so most people didn't pay much attention to it, just kept an eye out and prepared to take shelter from the rain at any time.
In the afternoon, Mukhtar, accompanied by his important confidants and a large group of armed personnel in Adis, set off from the Priory of Radiance and headed all the way to the Baruk Royal Palace. Everyone had a hint of solemnity in their expressions. Everyone understood that this "negotiation" would be the final negotiation.
In the gloom, the devout warriors of the Savior Descends Faction, led by Mukhtar, went to debate with swords. And in the Priory of Radiance, the remaining small number of Savior Sect priests were gathered in the magnificent and vast Church.
Before the Savior Altar in the hall, the remaining members of the Savior Descends Faction gathered here. They all knelt on the ground, praying devoutly to the Savior Altar in front of them, praying for the smooth progress of today's action and the inevitable victory of the Adus Holy War in the future.
At this moment, in the Priory of Radiance... or rather, above the ceiling of the main hall of the Qiwen Temple, a figure was standing there silently watching the scene below.
A fitted white robe wrapped around a well-shaped body, revealing slender arms with dark skin. Various golden ornaments adorned the body and hands. Golden bracelets and dark skin naturally complemented each other.
Golden headdress and white veil hid the face of the graceful woman. Her exposed eyes gazed at the devout Light Church otherworld believers below. After a while, she looked up at the sky, her gaze seemingly penetrating the thick clouds.
As the woman gazed, a muffled thunder sounded in the thick clouds in the sky.