bullyxtreme Chapter 143 You've Come to Pick Me Up, My Sage
Chapter 143 You've Come to Pick Me Up, My Sage
[During the two years that Hazard was appointed a Great Sage, the Inquisitive Sage Iskandar and the Biological Sage Nafis continued to relentlessly oppose his decisions at every discussion, which greatly angered Hazard.]
[Recently, the two seem to have received some confidential information from a source, and openly accused Hazard of "disrespect for the gods" at the Six Houses Sages' Meeting.]
Although the two men's accusations were rather subtle, Hazard's patience had also reached its limit.
[Therefore, he convened a second council of sages, a rare occurrence, and directly revealed his "god-making plan."]
Prior to this, the scholar Clercchi of the Sulun school had already sensed the undercurrents within the Canon. Although he was deeply concerned about the academic environment of the Canon, he was powerless to do anything about it.
Therefore, he applied for early resignation, extricating himself from the vortex of infighting within the Order of the Fathers.
With the position of Sage of the Solemn School temporarily vacant, Azar's faction held an absolute advantage among the remaining Sages of the Five Houses. This meeting, attended only by the Sages of the Five Houses, was a trap set against Nafis and Iskandar.
During the meeting, the two vehemently opposed Hazard's "deification agenda," and after the vote failed, they threatened to expose his outrageous plans, hoping to force Hazard to act against them.
But they were destined to be disappointed. Hazard, who was prepared, directly ordered his mercenaries to place the two under house arrest, while publicly claiming they were both ill at home.
[Subsequently, a meeting of the Six Academies Sages, consisting of only three people, was held, and you were recommended to temporarily assume the position of Sage of the Sulun School, which was unanimously approved.]
From then on, Hazard held absolute power in the Papal House.
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Several days later, on the top floor of the Order of the Sage, in the office of the Sage.
Azar sat upright in front of his office with a frown on his face, holding a report about the God-King's Legacy organization causing trouble and robbing the Church Council's caravan.
"These uneducated desert people!"
Hazard slammed the report on the table, his eyes burning with fury, but it was quickly replaced by deep, thoughtful consideration.
This is the third attack on a caravan in just a few days.
Not only the official caravans of the Church, but almost all private merchant guilds suffered losses to varying degrees. Even if the Church dispatched mercenary groups to encircle and suppress them, they would probably only be able to return empty-handed in the face of the flexible and mobile desert people.
"Great Sage, it's time to take your medicine."
As the doorbell rang, a waiter entered Hazard's office carrying a bottle of dark purple potion and respectfully placed it on the desk piled high with documents.
With his graying hair rubbing his temples, Hazar put down the documents from the various merchant guilds requesting the Church to eradicate the bandits. He took the medicine bottle from the waiter's desk and drank it all in one gulp, his tightly furrowed brows immediately relaxing a bit.
According to his students, this was an alchemical potion that helped his body adapt to the divine exoskeleton.
Of course, the suspicious Hazard also secretly instructed scholars to investigate and analyze the ingredients of the drug, and only after confirming that it was completely harmless to the body did he begin to take it with peace of mind.
"First, send a team of envoys to the desert to negotiate."
Hazar waved his hand, saying they were just a bunch of bandits short of money and food; he figured that giving them some money would keep them quiet for a while.
Once the god-making plan is complete, he will naturally go to the desert himself to collect the interest from those ungrateful bandits.
"Also, what stage has the god-making project reached?"
"Reporting to the Great Sage, the new divine armor has been completed, and the energy acquisition plan has been put on the agenda."
"The key to our current research is the wisdom of the gods."
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Xumi, Jingshan Palace.
"Lord Mufeng, this is the key to the Jingshan Palace meditation device given to you by the Great Sage."
Taking the key to the Pure Land from the scholar trusted by Azar, Mu Feng, dressed in sage's robes, nodded slightly, revealing a serious expression that said he would certainly live up to the trust placed in him.
To study the wisdom of the gods, how can we do so without getting closer to them?
Thus, someone's office was moved from the dark and damp underground workshop to the Jingshan Palace.
With a slight scraping sound, the heavy, emerald-green gate slowly opened, and the guards at the door stood straight, their eyes fixed straight ahead, vigilantly scanning the surroundings for any potential threats.
Jingshan Palace, the meditation palace of the former Grass God Great Compassion Tree King, is nominally the bedroom of the Little Auspicious Grass King, but in reality, it is a prison where sages confine gods.
The key to the Pure Goodness Palace is passed down among great sages throughout history, and only when they step down will they hand over the secret of imprisoning the gods to their successors.
And this key is now in Mu Feng's hands, which means that Hazard trusts his genius student quite a bit.
The space rippled slightly, as if a thin layer of bubbles was spreading from somewhere until the slight ripples covered the entire Jingshan Palace area like a barrier.
The guards at the gate rubbed their eyes. The Jing Shan Palace, which had seemed to shake slightly just now, had returned to normal. The slightly ajar palace gates had been closed, and everything was back to normal.
I guess I'm seeing things.
The two put their strange feelings aside, picked up their weapons again, and continued to carry out the order to seal off Jingshan Palace.
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At this moment, Mu Feng, who had just entered the Pure Goodness Palace, put away the gleaming Eye of God with satisfaction, completing the illusion of being blinded by a leaf that shrouded the Pure Goodness Palace.
Now, even if the entire Jingshan Palace is deserted, when Azhar comes to inspect it in person, he will only see a scene no different from usual.
Well, hopefully no one will disturb his intimate conversation with the deity about wisdom anymore.
Poor sage, your supposedly impenetrable Great Wall was not so much riddled with holes as it was never actually built.
The space inside Jingshan Palace is not spacious. Grass-green vines hang in the air, and a walkway paved with turquoise and white extends to the central lotus platform. The hollowed-out glass walls sparkle, reflecting the colorful sunlight outside the windows.
On the lotus platform, Nasita floats quietly within a spherical, deep green barrier.
She closed her eyes quietly, her small hands gently folded over her chest, as if she were sleeping in a long dream.
This dream, which can hardly be called a beautiful one, has continued for five hundred years since the birth of the little god.
Now, it's time to wake up from this nightmare.
Data from the key flooded into the meditation device left behind by the Great Tree King, and the green cage began to gradually dissipate, causing the birds inside to fall towards the long-desired ground and sky.
There, someone was already prepared to embrace.
The moment she fell into his arms, the little goddess slowly opened her eyes and saw the sage who had come to pick her up as promised.
Joy sparkled in her beautiful four-leaf clover eyes. Nasita nestled comfortably in the warm embrace, her flawless white face beaming with the sweetest smile.
"You've come to pick me up, my sage."
"It is a great honor, my dear God."
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