Felix A. Zille was probably an unimportant name to the citizens of Vila Nova Dônia.
However, in Cape Town, he wasn't a nobody. As the captain of the original city lord Sydeon's guards, he had inherited the city lord's "will," property, and political capital. He was publicly recognized as the closest successor to Sydeon.
And for most people, the most memorable thing about Sydeon was probably the iron-blooded attitude under his humble exterior, as well as his hostility towards outsiders.
In this regard, Felix was quite open-minded … but that was all.
Previously, in order to stand out among the many competitors and obtain the support of outsiders, he had sent out invitations to the various churches of Vila Nova Dônia. In the end, Rorschach had really gone, and then dug out the hostility in his heart.
"All outsiders deserve to die! The previous city lord was killed by outsiders. Not only are they invading our territory, but they are also trying to wipe out our culture and race. As long as I become the city lord, the outsiders and their messy things will all be completely eradicated. "
From a certain standpoint, it was no wonder that he was Sydeon's successor.
What happened next was a very normal development. The churches of outsiders gave up on him, and even viewed him as a hidden threat. Naturally, his political enemies attacked him because of this.
Although extreme racism would attract a large number of supporters in an environment where the wind was against them, in the current situation where the alliance was developing rapidly, and outsiders were extremely popular, this was rather unwise. This was especially so when the large churches of the Aishi People, who were both rich and powerful, were helping to add fuel to the fire.
And so, Felix naturally went against the wind. From being one of the top three candidates for the city lord, he was now probably only in the top ten. If nothing unexpected happened, there was no hope for him to reach the top.
From a certain standpoint, his meeting with Rorschach was a turning point in his life. He had been on the rise all the way up, but at some point, he had made a turn, and now he was on the decline.
From a certain perspective, Seiji's careless way of inviting Rorschach (or even the fact that Rorschach was only a useless spell from an outsider) was viewed as an incredibly foolish move. This even lowered Seiji's reputation both internally and externally.
"Damned Aishi bandits, damned Rorschach, damned Game Church, damned Vila Nova Dônia …"
Felix's negative emotions were full of weaknesses. The more desperate he was, the easier it was for him to be charmed by strange religions. At this time, a believer of the Eye of Wisdom came knocking on his door … or rather, Felix believed that Felix was a believer of the Eye of Wisdom.
"Our God can give you endless power …"
"Bastard! I have nothing to say to you disgusting meat Gods! "
At first, the furious Felix wasn't so easily fooled. He had once been Sydeon's trusted aide, so he understood just how frightening and untrustworthy these Evil Gods were.
"… It's just as our God said. Your noble soul as a hero is filled with rage against those evil colonists. You can distrust us, but there's still a chance for us to work together. Lord Sydeon once had a pleasant opportunity to work together with us. We can give you a chance, a chance for us to completely wipe out the colonists …"
"Bastard!"
Even though Felix was somewhat tempted, he still angrily chased away these evil cultists.
But from a certain standpoint, the fact that Felix didn't report these wanted evil cultists was a good indication of his intentions.
"The Evil Gods are the mortal enemies of the Aishi's new generation. Those Aishi bastards are also our mortal enemies, the enemy of our enemy … Why should I help them wipe out the Evil Gods?"
In the end, Felix's lobbyists, who no longer cared about their own lives, were greatly encouraged by this treatment. They repeatedly came to Felix's door to lobby him.
"… Just think about it. If you succeed in conquering an outsider's city and then return to Cape Town with the spoils of war, just how much will your citizens worship you? Lord Sydeon sacrificed himself for your cause …"
From a certain standpoint, Felix was destined to fall the moment he allowed the Evil Gods' believers to lobby him.
This wasn't just because he didn't refuse them firmly enough. It was because the Evil Gods were sources of pollution, and their believers were mobile mental contaminants. Words were powerful to begin with. After being repeatedly indoctrinated, it was only a matter of time before Felix completely fell under the Evil Gods' control.
Felix wasn't Sydeon. He didn't have a true iron will. His imitation of a soldier's appearance and military aura was nothing more than a fake that could be seen through instantly.
Currently, Felix was wearing a silver cross-shaped coiling snake insignia as he stood on a thundercloud together with his fleet. He was constantly muttering something, but his subordinates around him couldn't hear a thing.
Felix's complexion wasn't good. Or perhaps it should be said that he was abnormally good. Even though he was clearly middle-aged, his skin was as white and rosy as a baby's, and he had an innocent smile on his face. Drool was even dripping from the corner of his mouth … Fine then, all I could say was that Felix's appearance was undeniably similar to that of a mentally ill patient.
Suddenly, a hole opened up in the city on the ground. With a series of violent explosions, the lightning barrier in midair was forcefully blown apart.
Felix's general, who had gone insane, pointed with his sword, and a large fleet of twenty-seven airships began to descend.
At this critical moment, a certain hidden schemer had stabbed the Aishi People of Vila Nova Dônia in the back.
"Airstrike!"
When the alarm rang out, even Isabella, who had been prepared for this, couldn't believe what was happening right before her eyes.
Soon, Rorschach learned of all this through the communication network. He knew that there was no time to waste.
"… I knew that Jack couldn't be trusted at all."
[Alright, alright, you've already said it more than ten times. Is there a need to go so far? But even if you knew that he would definitely try to cause trouble, so what? There's nothing you can do about it.]
Rorschach was rendered speechless. Indeed, even if he knew that Jack definitely couldn't be trusted, there was nothing he could do about it right now.
He was scheming against the unsuspecting, passively defending against Jack, and actively ambushing him. He was already doing his best to not lose this battle. How could he possibly hope to do anything about it?
There was a boundless wilderness before him. Nightfall made the battle even more chaotic.
The first wave of enemies' fortresses had already been broken through. The countless sparks in the wilderness were still fighting.
Meanwhile, Rorschach, who had originally been the vanguard, was now falling behind the other reinforcements.
The reason? The dense mass of black eyes before him was the reason. His overly obvious divine power reaction and combat results had directly attracted the attention of the Evil Gods, making them focus on attacking him.
If he wanted to break through this obstacle, he could only force his way forward step by step.
"No, there's still something we can do."
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