Entrust him with a task?
Linley looked at Cesar in confusion. “Lord Cesar, pray tell!”
Cesar was, after all, a major, founding figure of the ‘Saber’ organization, one of the four major assassin’s guilds of the Yulan continent. Most mortal affairs, he could simply have Saber handle. For Cesar to ask Linley for assistance definitely meant that this affair was not a simple one.
“Linley, not too long ago, O’Brien and Catherine, those two greedy fellows, said that they wanted to take over the entire world, right?” Cesar said.
“That was the case, yes.” Linley nodded.
Cesar nodded as well. “Whether or not the world is divided up between you three is none of my concern. But you should know that Rosarie and myself have a…special…relationship.” Cesar chuckled. “I understand Rosarie’s temper quite well. She’s remained at the Frost Goddess Shrine this entire time because she truly cares about the Frost Goddess Shrine.”
Linley nodded.
Rosarie had been training for thousands of years, but she still remained at the Shrine. From this, one could tell how much she valued the Frost Goddess Shrine.
How many of the experts of the Radiant Church or the Cult of Shadows who had been in training for thousands of years had remained in their respective churches? After all, the goal of these experts who had trained for thousands of years was to become a Deity! If they themselves were on the path to becoming a Deity, why would they feel the need to worship a god?
Gods required people to have faith in them.
Rosarie, however, hadn’t stayed at the Frost Goddess Shrine this entire day due to her faith in the Frost Goddess. It was because she was emotionally attached to the Frost Goddess Shrine.
“That day, O’Brien said that he wanted to have the Eighteen Northern Duchies belong to the O’Brien Empire.” Cesar shook his head helplessly. “Actually, it doesn’t really matter if he takes them over. Only, you should understand that the O’Brien Empire has an internal regulation that only the worship of the War God, O’Brien, is permitted. All other religions are forbidden.”
Linley nodded.
Even the Radiant Church and Cult of Shadows had only been able to set up intelligence networks within the O’Brien Empire. They didn’t dare to openly proselytize on a large scale.
“Once the Eighteen Northern Duchies are subdued, given the iron rule of the War God O’Brien, he definitely won’t permit the Frost Goddess Shrine to continue to exist.” Cesar furrowed his forehead. “I’m worried that Rosarie will act in a hot-headed way and fight against the O’Brien Empire.”
Linley now understood why Cesar was concerned.
“Lord Cesar, why are you so concerned about something like this? As long as you are alive, I think the War God won’t go too far in his actions.” Linley laughed.
Cesar nodded. “Right. As long as I am alive, that is the case. But what if…what if on this trip to the Necropolis of the Gods, I die? Would the War God still treat the Frost Goddess Shrine with such courtesy?” A hint of frustration could be seen on Cesar’s frowning face.
“This…”
Linley was silent for a moment. “Lord Cesar, why do you have so little confidence in yourself?”
“That’s not it.” Cesar shook his head. “Linley, you don’t understand. Although all four of us are Demigods, there are still vast differences between Demigods. For example, Saints. Can an early stage Saint possibly compare to you in power?”
An early stage Saint?
Even a million Abyssal Blade Demons had not been able to stand against Linley, who had killed them as he pleased. The difference between them was as great as that of the heavens and the earth.
“Although we are all Demigods, my strength is the lowest of the four. For example, Dylin. He’s already a peak-stage Demigod, and supposedly, he’s right at the cusp of breaking through to become a full God.” Cesar shook his head as he spoke.
Cesar was only an early stage Demigod, after all.
The others? The War God had become a Deity five thousand years ago, and the High Priest had become a Deity over ten thousand years ago. As for Dylin? He, too, had become a Deity tens of thousands of years ago.
“The person with the greatest chance of dying in the Necropolis of the Gods is actually myself.” Cesar said.
“Then, Lord Cesar, why are you going to the Necropolis of the Gods?” Linley asked.
“The first reason is, I am forced to go. The second is…” Cesar’s eyes lit up. “A long, lazy, life eventually grows boring as well. I want to once more experience the excitement of life-and-death struggles. In the past, when I was with Armand, we walked on the edge of life and death. Also, my career as an assassin. That truly was an exciting life. I miss it very much.”
Cesar still had the heart of a warrior.
Linley understood.
Warriors such as Cesar wouldn’t be able to forever slumber in a quiet lifestyle. What they needed was battle, was heart-pounding activities, was new breakthroughs, was rising to higher and higher levels!
“Linley, are you willing to help out in Rosarie’s affairs?” Cesar asked directly.
“Of course I am willing. Lord Cesar, how could I dare to not be willing?” Linley said with a smirk.
“You little punk.” Cesar grinned as well.
Within ten years or so, Linley would become a Deity. Even more importantly…Linley had a special relationship with Bebe and Beirut. This was the reason why Cesar had come to ask for Linley’s assistance. As long as Linley was willing to get involved, even if the War God came back from the Necropolis of the Gods, he wouldn’t act against Rosarie.
“Linley, O’Brien, Catherine!”
An ancient voice suddenly rang out in Linley’s mind. Not just Linley’s; the War God at War God Mountain and the High Priest in the Yulan Empire both heard this same voice.
Linley’s face changed.
Lord Beirut!
“I know that you are planning to start a war in the continent. I don’t care what happens to the rest of the Yulan continent, but there are two things you need to remember. The first is that you are not to disturb the peace of the Forest of Darkness. The second is that your armies are not permitted to enter the Eighteen Northern Duchies, nor are you permitted to engage in slaughter in the Eighteen Northern Duchies. Understood?”
“Yes, Lord Beirut.”
The War God, the High Priest, and Linley all simultaneously responded back mentally.
Who would dare violate the orders of Lord Beirut?
Lord Beirut retracted his divine presence from their minds.
“Truly terrifying. His divine sense was able to instantly cover the entire Yulan continent.” Linley sighed with endless praise. “Lord Beirut’s power is simply too great, far above the likes of the War God.”
“What happened, Linley?” Cesar, seeing that Linley had become lost in thought, couldn’t help but grow confused.
Linley looked at Cesar, then understood. Just then, Lord Beirut had only spoke with his divine sense to give orders to Linley, the War God, and the High Priest. The other experts didn’t know about it.
“Lord Cesar, weren’t you worrying about Rosarie just now?” Linley laughed.
Cesar nodded, looking at Linley questioningly.