Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1248 A Thousand Years of Waiting

In the primitive forest outside Bayam City of the Rorsted Archipelago.

The leaders of the Resistance gathered in a mountain cave as they looked respectfully at the Sea God’s Blessed. He was wearing a black cloak, his brows were yellow, and his blue eyes were dark blue.

“Lord Danitz, this is an opportunity!” a bald man in a wheelchair with a green beard, Kalat, said in excitement.

His partner, Edmonton, whose face was colored with short red patterns, immediately said, “Lord Danitz, according to our intelligence officers, the situation in Bayam is chaotic. Be it the Church of the Lord of Storms or the governor-general’s office, everyone is feeling anxious because of the encirclement of Backlund by the Feysac military forces.”

Having said that, Edmonton looked at Kalat and got the person-in-charge of the corresponding field to give a more detailed description.

Kalat looked at the solemn-looking Lord Danitz and deliberated over his words.

“Internal cracks amongst them can already be seen. Some people wish to commandeer the forces of the colonies to support Backlund, while others wish to hold on to this place as the tinder for their resurgence.

“This difference in opinion has caused the military and the Beyonders of the Church of the Lord of Storms to be at a loss. There are flaws in every aspect.

“Lord Danitz, this is our chance. We can agree to the conditions of Feysac and the Feynapotter navy. We can cooperate with them to attack Bayam and take back our kingdom!”

It’s indeed an opportunity… But is this something I can decide? It’s not like I’m stupid! Danitz listened quietly to the leaders of the Resistance and muttered to himself.

Having grown up in Intis, this famous pirate, treasure hunter didn’t have any qualms about attacking the Loen colonies. He had zero hesitation or uncertainty about it.

Of course, he didn’t have a strong sense of belonging to the Intis Republic either. In fact, when he was occasionally a part-time pirate, he preferred targeting businessmen from Intis. This was because they often carried more valuable luxury items with them.

There was only one reason why Danitz didn’t agree on the spot to the request of the Resistance’s leaders. It was because he had become a Conspirer, so he knew very well what his position was.

A human mouthpiece!

A tool that was responsible for passing messages between Gehrman Sparrow and the leaders of the Resistance!

Gehrman is most likely Loenese. If I were to agree to it directly, I might not be able to see tomorrow’s sun… However, he acts like he doesn’t care about Loen at all… Dogsh*t! I can’t be fooled by such superficial appearances! Danitz cleared his throat and surveyed the area.

“This matter is of grave importance. Prepare a clean and serene altar immediately. I need to pray to God.”

In an organization that believed in the Sea God, such a request didn’t surprise the likes of Kalat, Edmonton, and the others. It even met their expectations. Hence, they immediately arranged for people to prepare for the sacrifice.

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were also supported by countries like Feysac, Intis, and Feynapotter to survive this long, or else they would’ve been annihilated

in the ancient palace, he lightly tapped the edge of the mottled table in front of him. After pondering for a few

the upper echelons of the Church of Storms and the governor-general’s office. Exert pressure on them… The goal is to force them to give

Loenese will have most of their interests protected, allowing them

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and tidy altar, Danitz, who received the feedback,

at the leaders waiting outside. He said with a solemn expression, “I have received

is precious. Unnecessary sacrifices

to use the present situation to negotiate

blind your rationality. The people around you and a beautiful future

his powers of persuasion and his ability to fabricate explanations were increasing by leaps and bounds. Many a time, his thoughts would automatically

of the Resistance all had a deep hatred for the Loen colonial masters, but

to the point where both parties were blinded with bloodlust, the Blue Mountain Island where Bayam was located might be completely submerged by the sea and become a ruin. All the locals would end up

capable of stopping the situation from collapsing. However, how

believed that these fellows were no different from the Loenese. They were all bandits from the Northern Continent

of silence, Kalat, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the man in a black cloak on the altar

“According to the intel, the one who has the final say in the Rorsted Archipelago is Sea King Jahn Kottman. It’s best if we

slightly and said, “That’s exactly

need to send someone to represent us and

the gazes of Kalat, Edmonton, and the others were all on his face. It was as though they were saying that the Blessed of Sea

he looked at the crowd and

danger. I know that some of you are filled with the spirit of sacrifice and want to make the necessary contributions. Uh, how

no objections.” Kalat and company didn’t hesitate

minutes later, Danitz looked at the card

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at the top of the spire, in the Chief’s

Berg, who appeared less physically developed when placed in contrast

“Are you ready?”

the ghostly-blue

good

like a Beyonder from the Sun domain, but more

on his face, Colin Iliad immediately shifted his

“Are you ready?”

gray eyes, no longer wore the usual black robe

her head indiscernibly

Colin, who had become a Silver Knight, cast his gaze on the others in the room