"Are you willing to be our follower?"
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Old Wendill almost died from anger.
However, the situation was as such. It wasn't the first time he dealt with Rorschach, and he knew that this person had always been like this.
He took a deep breath and rubbed his chest for a long time before he finally calmed down.
Rorschach's question was outrageous, but what was even more outrageous was that it would most likely become the truth.
The Eagle's Crown had always been hesitating, hesitating whether to die or to live.
In their hesitation, they missed the best opportunity, and because of the stock market crash, they fell behind financially and politically. They could only sit and watch as the Game Church took over the space left by the Three Great Leaders.
How could they give up a position that they worked so hard to get?
Back then, the Eagle's Crown was second in command under the Radiant Scroll. Now, his authority in the board of directors was still second.
"… Is this the attitude of the God of Games?"
The old priest who still didn't give up instantly aged ten years. His trembling right hand spilled his coffee all over the floor. He was in no mood to care about his terrible thoughts.
The young man smiled. His childish face was pure and gentle, but the silver light in his eyes was the pressure of a god.
Trying to gain something without risking anything? Trying to scare us into giving up our shares? Haha, do you really think we're that easy to scare? I'm tired of your tricks.
"Our will will always be one."
In that moment, the human figure and the divine phantom overlapped. Wendill, the cleric, could feel the twin souls of the God of Games. It was only then that he remembered that there was a church of the God of Games here. Then, he remembered the deep connection between the Church of Games and the Mage Country, as well as the shadow behemoths behind the youth.
His trembling right hand calmed down. As the waiter hurriedly cleaned up the table, the old priest who had been silent for a long time finally sighed helplessly and nodded silently.
Instantly, Rorschach smiled happily.
Perhaps Rorschach wasn't a qualified negotiator, but when it came to grasping the situation, he was the most suitable negotiator.
The Eagle's Crown's current situation wasn't good. It wasn't good in any sense, but the worst was the situation at their headquarters.
The chubby Behemoths could only become delicious prey for the wolves. After losing their core fighting force, their territory was being invaded by the wolves. Their believers were being lured away, and the number of faith providers had begun to decrease sharply.
This was fatal to a god, especially a god of faith.
The God of Faith was hollow on the inside. It was like blowing up a balloon. When it was blown up, it would get bigger and bigger. But if it was accidentally popped, it would really leak endlessly.
The Eagle Crown was a Level Seven God. If he did not have enough faith, he would be demoted. He had to maintain his territory and faith. Otherwise, not only would he be demoted, he might even fall into a long period of hibernation … To a God, that was equivalent to death.
Usually, if he met with such a situation, he would be able to retaliate or request for the higher-ups to mediate. In fact, he would even have time to relocate the Third Region. However, now that his main forces had been annihilated, what could he do to retaliate? Right now, the higher-ups in the Dimensional War were all busy with their own matters. They didn't have the ability to mediate … Even if they mediated, would those sharks who smelled fresh blood really stop eating? Using a small knife or a soft knife to slowly kill the victim would make no difference.
Rorschach took advantage of this situation. The Eagle Crown didn't have the ability to relocate at all, so he made his own request.
"Be our assistant. Our God Faction needs a veteran church like yours."
To put it nicely, Roland called him "assistant." To put it bluntly, Roland wanted him to be Roland's "underling." What else could Wendill say? He could only silently nod and accept.
He had already thought of this possibility before coming here, but he still had some hope. He hoped that the two sides' positions would be slightly blurred, and that they would be able to confirm their relationship after the war.
However, Rorschach dispelled Wendill's hopes. He made it clear that Wendill would either be Roland's underling or get lost. He even made it seem like he would start a war if Wendill didn't get lost.
Wendill took a deep breath and had a bitter expression. However, this was within his expectations.
Right now, his church was on the brink of death. There was nothing he could do if others saw through his weakness.
In the end, when the two shook hands and confirmed the deal, even Rorschach, who had always been calm, felt a lot of emotions. It felt like a lifetime had passed.
The era when he and Lori were struggling to survive in the cracks seemed to have happened just yesterday. It had only been a few years, and the giant that he had to look up to had become his underling and assistant.
Of course, many things were only temporary. Many situations would change with the times.
The Eagle Crown did need Vila Nova Dônia to shelter it from the wind and rain. It also needed the Seymour people to replenish its lost source of faith. However, after the war was over, it wouldn't submit to the weak. In the end, strength spoke louder than words.
Rorschach and Lori were aware of this situation, so they didn't mention too much about the future in the deal. They only agreed on the present … It was meaningless to talk about the future. The internal strife in the God Faction was too common. In the end, it still depended on personal development.
Rorschach was only confident that with the current development and the Game Church's plans, they could still suppress the Eagle Crown ten years later if they developed well … What if they didn't? If they didn't, they would have already fallen in the Planar War. There was no point in discussing this.
Rorschach was only certain that he and the Game Church needed the Eagle Crown to join them.
As long as he didn't leave, the strength he had left here wouldn't just be ten or twenty percent. With a little reorganization, Rorschach was confident that he could reach thirty or forty percent.
A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. The Eagle Crown's talent training system, army training mode, and administrative personnel training system were all things that couldn't be developed in a short time. With such a veteran offering all his experience and resources for the Game Church to absorb, Lori's Church of Games could truly reach the peak in ten short years.
In the simple family dining room, the two drafted an agreement. It was simple but effective.
There were no witnesses, no special supernatural powers, and no legal binding. However, with the current situation, both sides would carry out every clause to the letter.
And after the initial confirmation of the superior-subordinate relationship, the questioning session of the Truth Symposium became unusually simple.
All of Vila Nova Dônia … no, all of the Harlet Wastelands was now completely united and unified.
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