When the young priest Vann Igneel walked towards Allen and Isabella with a warm smile on his face, Allen also looked at him silently.

Allen knew that this guy must be trying to add new believers to the Dark Temple in order to complete the tasks assigned by his teacher, the high priest Delphi, and thereby improve "performance".

From Vann's body, Allen felt the power of faith coming continuously, and its intensity was not inferior to that of the original team of the Dark Temple.

"It seems that Delphi has trained his student well!" Alan commented silently in his mind.

However, Allen now came to the territory of the Iron-Blooded Duke to observe the situation secretly and eliminate possible hidden dangers. It was impossible to actually receive a piece of land for farming.

So, when the young black-robed priest Vann Igneel asked about their identity and purpose of coming, Allen nodded and shook his head:

"We are believers of the God of Darkness, but we are just passing through here. We will stay for a few days and then leave."

After hearing Allen's words, Fann showed a rather regretful expression on his face.

After a brief silence, Van En said reluctantly: "So do you want to go to the temple to worship? If you don't know the process, I may be able to help."

"Thank you for your concern," Allen waved his hand and rejected his request, "We can just go there ourselves."

Fann said "hmm" and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. Looking at his depressed look, he looked like a child whose toy had been confiscated.

Allen smiled and glanced at him, his eyes revealing the elder's appreciation for the younger one.

After Vann gradually walked away to greet others, Allen's eyes quietly turned black, like a bottomless abyss.

At the same time, Vann Igneel clearly felt that the divine power in his body suddenly boiled, and then rose uncontrollably.

He was deeply surprised by this, but soon his eyes showed undisguised joy.

"It turns out that the great God of Darkness has also felt my piety," Van En sighed silently in his heart. "It seems that Teacher Delphi is right. My Lord is omniscient and omnipotent. As long as you follow him loyally,

It will definitely pay off.”

Therefore, while silently praising the God of Darkness in his heart, he used a more proactive work attitude to spread the teachings of the God of Darkness to passers-by around him.

Looking at Van Igneel's busy back and feeling the rapidly increasing power of faith in the world of consciousness, Allen had to silently sigh that it was really worry-free to have a "salesman" who worked hard.

However, at this moment, Isabella said softly:

"Lord Messenger, shall we pray now? After all, we have come to the statue of our Lord..."

Allen thought for a moment and nodded: "Then go!"

At the same time, he silently complained in his heart: So this is the so-called "asking for blessings"!

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at the same time.

In the castle of the Iron-blooded Duke.

After Delphi, the high priest of the Dark Temple, agreed to participate in the war, the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke summoned his vassals to discuss the next battle plan.

However, the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke himself did not attend this meeting.

The Duke has always hated meetings. Rather than chatting with a group of nagging nobles, the Duke would rather ride on a horse and go to the battlefield to kill people.

Because of this, today's meeting was chaired by the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke's personal advisor "Weird" Hobuev on his behalf.

Although Hobuev's mind usually jumps around, at a critical moment like today, his mind became clear inexplicably. He quickly came up with a plan based on the manpower and material resources of each vassal family and the terrain of the battlefield.

A basically feasible battle plan.

Throughout the meeting, Delphi sat silently and said nothing.

He is not familiar with these nobles, nor is he familiar with the combat methods of this plane, so it is better to leave things like planning to experts.

After all, the great God of Darkness has sent down an oracle. Delphi believes that with the protection of the gods, they cannot fail.

Because of this, he always behaved calmly and confidently.

Seeing Delphi's appearance, the duke's advisor Hobuev became even more elated, saying words such as "under the command of the duke" and "under the protection of the God of Darkness".

Everyone present seemed to realize that the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke and the Dark Temple were already on the same boat, so they did not refute further.

All in all, today's meeting went very smoothly.

After Hobuev finished speaking about the battle plan, all the nobles swore that they were willing to obey the advisor's arrangements and fight for the honor of the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke and the glory of the Black Temple.

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After the meeting.

Basically all the participating nobles took carriages and returned to their temporary residences in the military camp.

There is only one exception.

That man's name is Quincy Kenny, a count with a long family history in the Kingdom of Greyhawk.

In addition, Lord Kenny, who was unfortunately killed by the enemy in a surprise attack on the battlefield some time ago, was his nephew.

Earl Kenny is a fat man as big as a mountain. Once he walks, the fat on his chin and belly sway, like a pregnant elephant.

Even the famous fat Ariel couldn't help but sigh that he was so small compared to a big witch when he saw him. At the same time, he whispered to Delphi in private: "Don't call me the fattest in the world again."

So Delphi changed her tune and called him "the second fattest person in the world".

Earl Kenny's weight has affected his daily activities. He needs servants to help him get in and out of carriages and up and down stairs.

Fortunately, Earl Kenny is a widower. Otherwise, it would not be easy to be his wife.

At this moment, Earl Kenny struggled to climb onto the carriage with the help of his servant, but instead of rushing back to his residence, he directed the coachman to drive in the opposite direction.

"Hurry up! It's too late!" Earl Kenny was heard roaring angrily in the carriage.

"As you command, sir." The coachman replied weakly, and then gave the horse a hard whip.

Earl Kenny's destination was not far away, it was in a nearby forest.

There are dense vegetation there and no sunlight, making it a good place for conspiracy.

When they arrived there, the four horses pulling the cart were panting and sweating profusely.

Obviously, pulling a fat man like Earl Kenny to gallop is not an easy task for these noble thoroughbred horses.

After the carriage stopped, a gloomy voice was heard coming from the window:
Chapter completed!