Chapter 241 Lanqi's Official Authority

Don't take away my human rights. Painful Bishop.

Minutes later.

The battle ended almost as quickly and violently as a storm.

The crew and guards on the merchant ship's deck had little chance to resist before being completely subdued and tied up, their weapons scattered on the ground, leaving them with only powerless fists.

Their eyes were filled with fear and distress, as if they couldn't understand why they had been attacked by the Resurgence Church, and they didn't want to guess what would happen to them next.

Of all the people on the merchant ship, only Viscount Francis stood, unbound. A subtle tension paled his cheeks slightly, and his originally dignified appearance now seemed somewhat weathered.

But he smiled with a hint of resignation.

Viscount Francis probably guessed what was happening.

The nobles in the city must have finally become impatient, wanting to replace him. Now there was a ridiculous opportunity to use the Resurgence Church to get rid of him.

Although anger burned in his heart, Viscount Francis was also well aware of the reality. In this chaotic world, one careless step could lead to being crushed by the wheel of fate.

These silver-robed Resurgence Church members displayed overwhelming power. From their brief clash, Viscount Francis clearly recognized the absolute difference in combat strength between the two sides.

It could even be said that if they wanted to, he and his crew would already be dead.

Just as this oppression and unease permeated every corner of the deck, the silver-armored priest leading the Resurgence Church members walked over.

This silver-armored priest was so powerful that no one in their entire city could match him.

In the Imperial City, fifth-tier experts might not be uncommon. Some outstanding geniuses from the Imperial Royal Academy even possessed fifth-tier strength at a young age.

But in their remote city-state, third-tier was enough to be considered a powerful mercenary or adventurer.

Viscount Francis's excellent secretary and guard was a fourth-tier expert.

But against this silver-armored priest, he was defeated in just a few moves, like a child unable to fight back against an adult.

For people in the border regions, the Resurgence Church was a complete dimensional strike.

No one could compete with the Batian branch's church members, known for their fierce combat power.

"Let's get straight to the point."

Viscount Francis stood there, expressionless, smoke swirling around his lips.

With several church members watching him closely, he took a deep breath and tossed the cigarette butt into the sea.

He tried to appear calm.

Since they hadn't killed him directly, it meant there might be room for negotiation.

Negotiating and even compromising with the Resurgence Church was a humiliation, but if it could save the innocent people on the ship and his daughter in town, he had no choice but to abandon his dignity.

Walking towards him was a priest in silver armor, the pressure emanating from him significantly stronger than the others.

If he wanted to, he could easily take the head of anyone on the ship.

"Viscount Francis."

The silver-armored priest chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What is your attitude towards our Resurgence Church?"

"Understanding. I don't want to have anything to do with you," Viscount Francis replied.

The silver-armored priest smiled, seemingly unsurprised by Viscount Francis's honesty.

This was why he preferred this straightforward viscount to that scheming fat pig.

If he had to choose a partner, the silver-armored priest would rather cooperate with Viscount Francis than with that treacherous strategist who might stab him in the back at any time.

After all, the Batian Church's orders were to use a combination of wisdom and strength to gain absolute hegemony as priests in various towns, to make the people believe in and accept their teachings, but not to violate imperial law and cause trouble.

Although in their view, a violation that went undetected was not a violation.

He still wanted to avoid anything risky as much as possible.

"We are actively changing in accordance with the environment, and the fact that we haven't harmed anyone is a sign of our utmost sincerity."

With that, the silver-armored priest took out a bracelet.