Abe the Wizard

Chapter 1075: Preachers

Abel came back from the Dark World, wondering how to use his new stuff.

He couldn't think of an explanation for the super teleportation circle. Even if he could set it up with puppets, it would be useless if he couldn't connect to any networks.

He had to get the Wizard Union's confirmation to do so. Considering how important a super teleportation circle was to them, allowing it for personal use was almost impossible.

So, he could only wait for a chance in the future.

As for the Lance Spirit, he was about to take it back to the Holy Continent. The Central continent was not where his core was located, and he didn't have a powerful management spirit like that anyway.

He then turned to the vast amounts of new souls in the crystal angel statue and began to think.

If he kept them in the crystal angel statue, they would be able to bring him endless amounts of faith.

But, at the same time, he also wanted to increase the number of knights he had in the Holy Kingdom. He only had 2000 of them.

A knight could not bring as much faith as a soul since it was purer.

Most importantly, he wanted to get more information from the Holy Kingdom, so he needed more knights.

With Izual around, getting the souls of holy knights was much easier. He didn't have to turn into a dragon to do so.

"I'll make them real knights. I can find more in the front line or when the holy knights invade anyway. I just need to hide myself well and not let the Holy Kingdom notice!" Abel thought to himself.

Of course, he wouldn't do the task manually. He was not a true god- he could not multitask and grant 150,000 souls at once.

He would leave it to his druid soul.

He then arrived at the metal platform and began drinking a glass of juice.

In the following 10 days, he rested on the metal platform during the day and entered the Dark World to kill hell creatures at night, just like the good old days.

The only thing different was now he had more than 170,000 low-rank holy knights as followers in the Holy Kingdom.

Those low-rank knight's souls would be able to return to the crystal angel statue even if they died.

Their rank was already pre-determined. Those knights were rank 6 at most anyway. Even if they died immediately, it wouldn't take long until they reached rank 6 again.

With 170,000 of them, Abe would be able to form a proper information network in the Holy Kingdom.

As for the souls of those mad knights, Abel did not give them out. He would never do something so risky until he understood the benefits.

He turned to the 100 preacher guides in the crystal angel statue. They had become much more important to him since he realized the Holy Armor could not create more of them.

He raised a demand to his druid soul to find a faithful follower to become his preacher.

He knew the Holy Kingdom had preachers spread out throughout the Central Continent to get their information.

However, they still lacked preachers. Everything they did, including protecting the guardian wings, long-distance teleportation, and day-to-day tasks, needed the power of faith. The entire Holy Kingdom was like a faith-generating machine.

Preachers were the core of creating faith and hosting important ceremonies, but creating more of them was similar to a normal person's.

According to the Holy Kingdom's narrative, a preacher was a more glorious profession than a holy knight. Their faith was purer, and they had more recognition from their god.

Therefore, Abel's druid soul has found a candidate in almost no time.

He was a young man without the talent for being a holy knight. But despite that, it did not affect his faith. He was determined to become a glorious preacher.

Abel connected with him. His name was Ackerman, and he was praying.

Unlike normal prayers, he was chanting the words from an old complicated holy book. Normal people probably couldn't read the words, even if they had the book right in front of them. But, Ackerman managed to memorize it from front to back.

Suddenly he sensed a strong force touching him.

"My follower, I've received your faith. I will now grant you the profession of preacher in the name of god. You are now my ambassador in the common world!" Abel sent Ackerman a message through the crystal angel statue.

Ackerman was trembling with excitement. The information ran through his head. Even the sections on the holy book he was unclear about had become clear.

At the same time, he sensed holy energy rushing through him. Not the ones of a holy knight, but the power that confirmed his identity as a preacher.

"My lord, I will forever be at your service!" He got on his knees and mumbled.

He then stood up and walked towards the closest temple from his house.

He could clearly sense the preacher's energy running through him along the way, and everyone bowed at him. Even the holy knights did so.

As the ambassador of god, he did not need to bow back. Just a gentle smile was enough.

Abel kept his eyes on Ackerman through the passage of faith. He was his first preacher. His success would dictate if his future preachers could succeed.

If Ackerman got recognized, he would be immediately sent out to spread his faith. After all, each preacher was extremely important.

As Ackerman approached the temple, Abel's heart began to pound. He was directly stealing faith from the Holy Kingdom.

Still, Abel was not afraid of the Holy Kingdom finding out. He had done everything through the passage of faith. As long as they didn't send out legendaries to take him down, he could escape even if he couldn't win in a fight.

Ackerman was from a big city, and the temple was located in the city center. There were 18 temples like this in the Holy Kingdom, and each represented a big city.

Abel saw the temple through the eyes of Ackerman. It was grand, as though he was looking up at a mountain.

A strange energy shifted out of it and engulfed the city. Although the energy was harmless, it could deepen one's faith.

Preacher Ackerman stepped on the staircase of the temple and slowly approached the door.

Abel sensed the holiness of the temple intensified as preacher Ackerman pushed open the door.

"Ackerman, congratulations on becoming a preacher!" The headmasters in the temple welcomed him.

"The prestigious headmaster, how can I start?" Ackerman immediately bowed in humbleness.

"You need to fully grasp your preacher abilities. This normally takes 10 years, but the temple can't wait that long. You will be sent to a chapel to serve our lord while you learn!" The headmaster lowered his voice.

Although it was only one of the 18 temples of the Holy Kingdom, there were not many preachers around. Only 5 of them were available.

Therefore the preacher system always had an overload of work. None of them would have any spare time, not even a new preacher.

"By your will, Headmaster!" Preacher Ackerman was willing to do anything in the name of god.

Abel did not interfere during this process.

"I'll send you to Wether city. The preacher of the city has returned to the arms of god, so we need someone to replace him!" The headmaster thought for a moment and said.

He then took out an identity card and added, "This identity card can ignite the shrine of Wether City!"

"Yes, my prestigious headmaster, Preacher Ackerman, reached out his hand and bowed.

The process was simple, and Ackerman was accepted as a member of the temple just like that.

Going to Wether city was just as simple. There were teleportation circles throughout the Holy Kingdom.

The first thing Preacher Ackerman saw when he stepped out of the teleportation circle was a grand structure built out of delicate marbles. However, it was not a temple. It was a chapel.

A chapel was a small-scale temple with the power to only affect a small area.

After thousands of years, the Holy Kingdom has developed a special missionary formula. With both temples and chapels working hand to hand with each other, they could derive a lot of faith with a small number of preachers.

Preacher Ackerman stepped into the chapel. It was equipped with all facilities, including a hall with the space to hold all the followers who came to hear the holy words of a preacher. There was also a holy room with a shrine, which is the most important area of the chapel.

When a shrine was ignited, it could cause a small town to generate faith for them.

There was also a living space for the preacher to live a comfortable lifestyle using the donations and taxes of the city people.

Ackerman quickly stepped into the holy room and placed his identity card on the circle of the shrine. Afterward, he put a few mana gems in the socket.

A pure white light began to glow from the top of the chapel. The people in town turned their gaze towards it, the chapel was in operation again, and they could now pray in it.

Since preacher Ackerman was the one who ignited the shrine and the people in town relied on it, they all became followers under the management of Preacher Ackerman.

It was at this moment, Abel realized a whole town of faith was rushing towards him.

Maybe it had been a while since the chapel was last ignited, but the faith was not powerful. Still, Abel knew it would build up over time-especially since this town had holy knights as well.

In other words, Preacher Ackerman had found an entire town of followers in the Holy Kingdom for Abel.

As preacher Ackerman's rank increased, he would be able to bring on more and more followers for Abel.

Not to mention, Ackerman was only one of the 100 preacher guides Abel had. If he granted all of them out, he would be able to have at least 100 little town of followers in the Holy Kingdom.