Chapter 1095 - Godsend Again
Chapter 1095: Godsend Again
At this point, the golden castle was even more famous than the legendary light since 2 rank 16 wizards leveled up because of its food.
Although a wizard had levelled up after seeing the legendary light as well, many people thought of it as a special case.
“Druid Poly, why are there so many people dining here today?” Steward Myer asked in confusion.
Due to the many powerful figures Abel were friends with, almost all of them had brought their most talented disciples along.
“Steward Myer, let Master Bennett know. I think the food has a special ability to help wizards level up!” Druid Poly lowered her voice.
She was in a rough spot. Although Abel agreed to open the golden castle’s teleportation circle, it was her suggestion.
Most of the wizards there were not even for the legendary light, but for the food. All of a sudden, she felt like she made a big mistake.
Abel was sitting on battle fort no.1 with Frankenstein and Doff by his side.
He really couldn’t care less about what was happening to the golden castle. His focus was fixed on the Holy Kingdom.
He reached his power of the will into his crystal angel statue again to check out the legendary Knight’s soul.
It was the one who tried to hunt him down in the front line, but now it was kneeling in humbleness.
One fifth of the energy in the crystal angel statue had turned dark gold. He didn’t know what would happen if it was fully dark gold, but he wanted to find out.
Knight Ando gave out a lot of faith. It was almost as much as Izual.
He also had the souls of 10 mad knights. But after, there was not much else they could do other than giving faith.
It has been some time since he unleashed a massacre on preachers, and Abel was planning to do it again.
Burnside was a head commander in the Holy Kingdom, which was a pity.
It signified that God did not grant him the status of Holy Knight during his prime.
Still, he did not give up and kept training.
He had lost his sense of direction ever since he became a head commander, but still, he had landed a job as a police in a town.
The police had permition to use all teleportation circles in the city. It just cost them some gold coins unless it was for work purposes.
Abel’s focus landed on Burnside and understood his pain and passion.
His permission to use teleportation circles was just what he needed
Therefore, Abel decided to make him a temporary preacher.
The process was simple, all it took was a preacher guide.
Abel could not turn Knight Burnside into an assassin just like that. He was too poor, and he could only use a teleportation circle a few times with his fortune. He needed gold coins
Abel cast his vow and Knight Burnside suddenly opened his eyes in the training room.
He immediately knew he became a preacher, but the words of god told him to do something different. He had no doubt and he knew exactly what to do. After all, a god educating his people was not uncommon.
Knight Burnside arrived at a desk in his room and took out a parchment to write something down.
He then turned to another corner and took out an armour from a vintage box.
It was the armour his ancestors passed down. He would only wear it during the most crucial times.
He knew today was his day, his day to serve god.
As a police, of course he knew where wealth gathered in town. He knew stealing was bad, but everything was justified in the words of god.
He arrived at the back door of the best model in town. He carefully opened the door and sneaked into the most luxurious guest room on the second floor.
He was on a holy mission and no one could spot him.
After all, serving Abel was basically serving god.
Abel kept his eyes on Burnside through the passage of faith. He depended on him.
The reason why Burnside’s movement was so smooth was because Abel used his power of the will to scan all the areas around.
There was a merchant who just came to town with a bag of gold coins to deal with resources on the 4th room of the second floor.
That merchant had paid him a visit before and gave him a bit of benefits to ensure their smooth transaction, but it seems like it was a mistake.
Burnside needed a lot of gold coins to use the teleportation circles, and that merchant was the first one who came to mind.
It was normal for a merchant to have a full day of rest before they start their work, and at that moment that merchant was sleeping in his room.
Burnside arrived at the door and Abel gently reached out a strand of golden power of the will. Immediately, the lock opened.
Burnside stepped into the room and Abel’s power of the will filled the place. Everything was in his control as that golden power directly plunged into the heart of that sleeping merchant.
Burnside immediately stepped up and stacked the big bag of gold coins and left as Abel locked the door with his power of the will once again.
As for the causes of that merchant’s death, even a holy knight would not be able to find a trace.
Still, Abel knew he couldn’t keep what he was about to do a secret for long.
Burnside arrived at the teleportation circle of the town centre. Gave out a gold coin and he was teleported to another town.
As a police, no one would stop him as he made his way to the chapel.
“Let’s see how many preacher guides I can take this time before the holy kingdom notices!” Abel took a sip of juice on his fort and lowered his voice.
He unleashed a godsend through Izual, and the energy changed as he arrived at the chapel door,
A golden glow wrapped around his knight sword. He was now Izual.
The desire to kill propelled him forward, and the defence of the chapel was broken in one slash. Before the preacher even registered his fear, a sword plunged into his chest.
In a flash of white light, the dead body of the preacher turned into dust and vanished.
Izual then speeded back to the teleportation and used the police badge for another teleportation.
The process repeated, he was in a battle with time.
Preachers vanished from town to town. A mysterious disappearance like this was hard to track down.
Soon, 45 towns were covered. Izual even had time to get some more gold coins in the chapel. What the merchant had was far not enough for this expense.
45 preacher guides appeared in the crystal angel statue.
However, good times couldn’t last forever. The countless godsends caused Burnside’s body to break down and the Holy Kingdom was already on to him.
By the time he arrived at the 45 chapel, Abel knew it was time to stop.
Those 45 preacher guides would take him half a year to give out anyway. It would be a while until his next operation.
Suddenly, Burnside sensed a sense of emptiness in him. Before he knew it, the preacher guide Abel gave him was cancelled.
He turned his gaze towards the teleportation circle in town and sensed 4 powerful energies approaching. He immediately ignited all his inner power and his body began to expand.
He knew he had no chance against the opponents he was facing, but he still wanted to go out in glory. He was serving god, death might be a reward, a way for him toreturn to the arms of god.
When the 4 elite Holy knights noticed Burnside, Burnside had already ignited his last charge.
“Keep him alive. We need to interrogate him!” An elite holy knight yelled.
However it was too late. The load of his body had reached a tipping point, and the charge pushed it over the edge.
When an elite knight tried to hold him down, Burnside’s body blasted open.
“Damn it, he is mad!” The elite knight roared in fury seeing blood and flesh flying his way.
However, the following investigation was simple. Burnside was identified was someone with resentment after failing to become a holy knight, and he had taken down preachers to let out his anger after writing his suicide note.
The reason he did not attack holy knights instead was because he didn’t have the power.
Things went according to Abel’s plan.
Although 2 huge massacres had happened to preachers in the Holy kingdom, they just couldn’t find any correlation between Burnside and Assassin Apo. After all, they were from totally different areas.
At the end, the Holy Kingdom had no choice but to categorise this as another accident.
Abel looked at the 45 preacher guides in his crystal angel statue, and his granting began once again.
His preachers were just like every new preacher, getting sent to a chapel and began to spread the words of god.
If things continued like this, the holy kingdom might have a new ruler even if the Demon from beyond woke up in the next 100 years.
Suddenly, the research spirit sounded and Steward Myer’s voice emerged.
Abel was caught off guard, the rabbit essence was crushing trouble again. At first he was just planning to let his close friends try his food, but the legendary light had attracted much more people than his expectation.
After all, preparing a meal for your guests was basic manners.
However he soon remembered he was no longer the little wizard he was. With the golden castle and his fame, a few dishes wouldn’t give him too much trouble.
“Tell steward Myer to make an excuse and say the ingredients are too expensive. From now on we will only make 10 portions per night, if anyone wants to have it, they must reserve a spot!” Abel said to the research spirit.
Although rabbit essence was not hard to make, giving out unlimited amounts of them would do damage to his potions.