Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

"Candidate? What candidate?"

Roy was a little stunned.

After hearing William's plan to revamp the Holy Spirits Church in the Blackwater Swamp, Roy's emotions changed from confusion to fear.

She was an ordinary clergywoman of the Sealing Temple, a mere priestess in the Church. Why was she suddenly assigned a mission to rebuild the Blackwater Province's Holy Spirits Church?

And she was directly placed in charge?

What did she do to deserve that?

"I'm just asking you to explain what happened at the Sealing Temple to the bishop. Then, work with Vincent and redesign the parish in the Blackwater Swamp, reopen the Church of the Seven Holy Spirits, and carry out missionary relief activities. Don't overcomplicate this matter."

This was William's explanation.

"But only the Patriarch of the Central Church has the authority to set out plans for a parish and open a church…" Roy subconsciously replied.

William sneered and said,"Actually, I plan on trying to contact the Central Church first, but I don't think they will respond to our request."

Roy fell silent.

The tragedy in Red Spring Town was enough to explain the situation. The Holy Spirits Church had completely abandoned them.

However, that wasn't what she really wanted to ask.

After some hesitation, she asked, "But you know that I'm a…"

"Faithless."

William finished her sentence and said, "Isn't that good? In any case, my Eighth Holy Spirit title was faked by later generations."

Fake idols and fake believers were probably the most suitable recipe ingredients for religions.

…

In William's era, the Nakuland area wasn't included in the Blackwater Kingdom.

In fact, even in the era when the various kingdoms on the continent were at loggerheads and yearned for territory the most, no faction had thought of making that place their goal of conquest.

This was because it was hard to call what was in Nakuland order. If one had to describe it, it was like the sewers of the entire Vic Continent, or rather, a place of exiles.

The reason was that a war that couldn't be traced back to its origins had caused the land of Nakuland to suffer an eternal curse. No matter what crop was planted there, the fruits produced would be shriveled and bitter. Children who grew up eating food here were more prone to deformities and curses of madness than elsewhere on the Vic Continent.

In addition, other than the especially ferocious wild beasts nearby, there were no rare minerals or natural resources, causing Nakuland to be a dump used by the major factions to exile prisoners for many years.

During the Unification War, Terra I conquered this land.

William didn't know if the other party wanted to farm for achievements by unifying the continent. After all, it was undoubtedly easier not to occupy a place like this than to occupy it.

The historical records also proved this. When Terra I reigned, Nakuland existed as an individual province. Back then, the Platinum Palace constantly invested resources in hopes of establishing order there.

However, after his son, Terra II, succeeded the throne, he stopped this assistance because he realized that this place was financially a bottomless hole. Therefore, he completely quit. Nakuland was subsequently integrated into the Blackwater Province.

It was precisely because of this that although the entire Blackwater Province was nominally under the Rose Palace's jurisdiction, it was actually divided into east and west governance.

Of course, it wasn't right to say that things were divided. It was the same as many years ago. It was difficult to say that there was an order of governance.

If there were any changes to Nakuland after hundreds of years, it would be the city of Blacklight City.

This was originally a large settlement, but it had become a city built around the Astral Lighthouse and was basically controlled by the Astral Council.

At the same time, it was the only place in this unruly land that still had Astral Order.

The only use of this bit of order was to ensure the stability of the Astral Lighthouse.

In other words, other than this bottom line, nothing else was sacrosanct.

"Why do I feel that this lighthouse is much larger than the one in Thorn City?"

William looked at the huge lighthouse that rose from the dilapidated city in the distance and spiraled into the sky.

He took a break in Thorn City for two days. After arranging everyone's next stage of work, he rushed to Blacklight City.

He originally planned on taking the time to return to the Twilight Fortress. After all, that fortress held a pivotal position in the future Moon Realm invasion. Many projects needed his personal supervision. However, he could only give up when he learned that the Demon Sealing rune circuits hadn't been completed.

Although there were many enchanters in Thorn City, most of them existed in the form of small civilian workshops. Many of them only had a few sets of enchantment techniques passed down from their families. Later generations were simply copying them. The basic skills of those enchanters weren't up to standard and didn't meet William's requirements.

Therefore, the progress of the project was delayed again and again.

The Crow Feather Prophet behind him replied, "So here's the situation. When this lighthouse was built, it took into account the complicated environment here and all kinds of possible accidents. Therefore, the Astral Council basically fortified this Astral Lighthouse and the nearby land. They also stationed an entire Battle Mage Order and two Spellblades inside to prevent any possible damage."

After all, Nakuland was the most virtuous and simple place in the Vic Continent. There was no lack of outlaws here. In order to deter those people from having any nefarious thoughts, this bit of military deterrence was necessary.

William looked at the black light that flickered slowly as if it were breathing and nodded. Then, he smiled and said, "With so many magic chanters and Spellblades, it's basically comparable to the Rose Palace's Mage Hall before it was purged. It's no wonder Vincent is so resentful that Blacklight City isn't willing to cooperate with him. If he had so many people, he wouldn't be in such a tight spot. I heard that he went to Offa University to ask for help. Isn't this nonsense?"

Currently, almost all the magic chanters in the Mage Hall had been sent out to lead teams to carry out all kinds of missions. Even the Imperial Guard mages in charge of guarding the Rose Palace were no exception. The palace's security was handled by the stone guardians summoned by William. It was evident how necessary the magic chanters were.

Most importantly, the shortage couldn't be quickly replenished. Even under the Astral Laws, it took at least five years to nurture a usable mage, not to mention that the Astral Council had already stopped the awakening service for the Blackwater Province's magic chanters. In the long run, the entire Blackwater Province might even lose its competitiveness in spells.

"Presiding Judge, the Battle Mages and Spellblades here are from the Astral Council and are the most staunch supporters of the Astral Laws. It's probably easier to convince a rock than them."

The Crow Feather Prophet, who had guessed what William was thinking, reminded him.

William didn't reply. Instead, he asked, "What's your evaluation of their garrison here?"

For many years, the Crows had been trying to infiltrate the fortress and steal the soul fragment. Although they returned empty-handed every time, they had a thorough understanding of the garrison here.

The Crow Feather Prophet immediately replied, "Very strong. Ignoring the Spellblade team stationed outside, in terms of the Astral Lighthouse, the tower guardian is a genuine Legendary domain expert. She can even temporarily use Divine Realm spells in the tower. As for the guards guarding the seal, they are two peak Masters. Other than that, the Battle Mage Order has many teleportation nexuses in the tower and can rush over to provide support at any time…"

The more the Crow Feather Prophet spoke, the more pessimistic he sounded. He didn't even notice the smile on William's face.

"Moreover, because there's a special Enchanter Association and Alchemy Association in the fortress…"

"There are also enchanters. Are there many?" William exclaimed.

The Crow Feather Prophet nodded solemnly and said, "There should be quite a lot. I remember that the last time I came, even the patrolling guards here were fully equipped with enchanted equipment."

"Then, this is really…"

Previously, he was still worried about the refurbishing of the Twilight Fortress. Now that there were so many well-trained enchanters here, it wasn't wrong to say that he had lucked out.

"In short, according to our leader's summary, that fortress probably can only be barged in after reaching the peak of Legendary. Considering that the Demon General, Mania, is sealed inside, I reckon only a Divine Realm can retreat unscathed… Sigh, Presiding Judge, why are you smiling?"