Ansorenne's sky was completely undefended.
The boundless magical mist would make all detection methods a joke. No matter how tall the city walls were, it would still be possible to climb over them from above.
Perhaps mist repellent devices would be able to ensure the safety of a small inner city, but the larger the city, the more defensive blind spots there would be.
Rorschach found a suitable landing spot simply by walking back and forth in the magical mist.
He lightly jumped over the city walls and glided down without making a single sound when he landed.
He walked around the outer city's borders twice, entering and exiting the houses and small harbors. Then, he donned a camouflage cloak and successfully blended into the crowd of pedestrians.
Since he had already snuck around so many times, there wouldn't be any flaws in his camouflage.
The little Abyss Dragon was covered in a large pile of rags and was now on all fours as a pack beast … In order to make up for his "damaged dignity as a Dragon", Rorschach had to pay for a luxurious meal.
Meanwhile, the black dragon Keke turned around and transformed into a dark-skinned, bearded man with a smile on his face … well, he wasn't an adult yet, after all.
However, since his height was more normal than Rorschach's, he was actually more suitable to stand in the crowd while wearing a cloak. Meanwhile, black dragons were involved in the domain of shadows, so they were naturally good at hiding their presence.
Even though he was just standing there, people would instinctively ignore his existence. If it weren't for the fact that human transformation magic locked onto his face and species, he would have been an excellent spy.
Then, Rorschach realized that something was wrong.
"… Why is there no change at all?"
Merchants were still leisurely walking around the streets with their pack beasts, hawking their wares. Busy women were still wearing veils and cloaks, washing vegetables and cooking.
In an alley, children were playing and chasing each other.
The citizens were leisurely enjoying their free afternoon, just like in the past.
The streets here were no different from half a year ago, and the citizens were no different from before. However, this was the biggest problem.
The city here wasn't like Aishi's modern society, where citizens and civilians were separated from each other and didn't interfere with each other's safety. An army was actually composed of professional soldiers and a large number of militia.
Rorschach wasn't sure how many people there were in Cape Town, but there couldn't be more than a million residents in the inner city. Now that there were already tens of thousands of soldiers on the frontlines, it was impossible not to mobilize the reserves and mobilize the army.
It would be difficult for the citizens to not notice such a large-scale military mobilization. The logistics, transportation of the wounded, and replenishment of soldiers would definitely involve the citizens.
War would make the citizens nervous, panicked, and excited. No matter which possibility it was, this kind of daily situation shouldn't happen.
. that meant that they were hiding information? Or was he using an army that wasn't in Corner City? Roxia felt that no matter what the reason was, it was worth thinking about.
[Rorschach, when you arrive at the Church, prepare to guide the divine power and create the Great Cathedral in the shortest time possible.]
...... ..... . there are ten thousand people here believe in the God..
... seventy-two thousand, moderate and above believers. Six thousand and four hundred strong believers. And the citizens here are very, very devout.
Rorschach was stunned. Although he had heard that the missionary operation was going smoothly and that Cape Town in enemy territory had become the first source of faith, wasn't the number a little too much?
Even though he had worked so hard in Vila Nova Dônia these days, there were still more than a hundred moderate believers and barely more than a thousand light believers.
But the scene in front of him made Rorschach understand.
It was a few children playing together. They seemed to be playing a game of throwing sandbags.
Before they started, they held the sandbags and chanted casually.
"Praise the Lord of Games. May she judge the game fairly as always. May I have good luck/win/not get hurt in the next competition."
The first part of the prayer was the same, but there was a fork at the end.
A faint white light fell like a miracle. The white light fell on the knees and elbows of those who prayed for peace, protecting them. The light fell on the neck of those who prayed for victory, making them feel refreshed and energetic. The holy light behind those who prayed for good luck.
It was clearly a miracle and a miracle, but the little girls treated it as normal. They began to throw sandbags and chase after each other.
"… this is a prayer ceremony? That works? "
... [Why not? Hold my sacred item (sandbag as a toy), sing my holy name, perform my good deeds (play a game). My existence is praised, my will is fulfilled. No matter how you look at it, it is a complete religious ceremony. Moreover, their prayers are super devout!]
A God's name, God's Divine Concept, and praying for the God's favor (a communication link between a human and a God). Now that Roxia thought about it carefully, he realized that this really did meet all the requirements. It was a complete religious prayer ritual.
. As a God, the God's own will and abilities aren't important. What's important is whether the Divine Throne you're sitting on is a life-threatening volcano or a throne that leads to the highest. Ansorenne is a wasteland, so the simpler and less popular a Divine Concept is, the easier it is to spread. That's why don't fight with those idiots over a Divine Concept that seems popular … That's what the God's Creator told me back in the day.
. "… The person who recommended the Divine Concept of 'Games' to you back in the day was definitely a bastard, an incredible bastard. He fooled everyone."
Due to the fact that "Games" was too young and common, as well as the fact that the Game Church sold video game products, a new God like Ansorenne would only secretly laugh at him. He wouldn't be viewed with too much hostility or wariness.
Judging from the preaching he did over the past few days, he knew that this simple and primitive Divine Concept was incredibly suitable for spreading. Right now, he could even use a method that bordered on cheating to spread Divine Concepts among the natives who didn't have any faith. As long as he accumulated enough Divine Concepts such as "Competition" and "Fairness" had limitless potential.
. [… He's indeed a bastard, but it's quite subtle when you put it that way. Cough, go and perform your Divine Concept. We need a Holy Church, the first Holy Church in this wasteland …]
Lori's tone was rather strange, but she didn't say anything in the end.
Behind him, the black dragon Coco silently nodded as she watched the prayer ceremony. Coco was more than a hundred years old, but she actually knew quite a lot about faith and the path to becoming a God.
With such a "Field of Faith", even if a storm came, this ship wouldn't sink at any time. That was why Coco's restless state of mind calmed down considerably.
The greedy black dragons were never loyal. Always standing on the side of the strong was the path of survival that they prided themselves on.
Rorschach had made the right choice in bringing Coco here. As a newcomer, Coco had no intention of risking her life for a boss she wasn't familiar with. If she really stayed in Vila Nova Dônia, she would be lucky if she didn't become a deserter, let alone contribute.
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