In just ten minutes, Skadi had rushed over to the Zells’ vi with more than 20 other grandmaster-level
experts.
Excitement filled Skadi’s eyes when she noted how the area was guarded by powerful big shots.
What was happening today? Why were so many big names gathered here?
This was not something any ordinary person would ever get to witness.
Would she be able to meet her idol?
Skadi went up to her grandfather and whispered, “Grandpa, is something big happening today?”
Zakariah looked around the ce and then whispered something in Skadi’s ear.
The smile on Skadi’s face instantly froze. It was then reced with a dignified and solemn expression.
She turned and ordered the grandmaster-level experts, “Surround the vi. Don’t allow even a single fly
to enter the premises.”
They immediately dispersed in all directions.
Ten minutester, Grant rushed over while huffing. “Colonel, the National Association of Priests is
here.”
“Invite them in quickly,” Ster pressed.
Grant smiled bitterly and said, “The Martial Arts Association won’t let them in. They’re saying they won’t
let even a single fly in.”
Zakariah’s and Skadi’s faces twitched, and they strode out of the vi at the same time.
It was not long before two sage-like priests dressed in purple robes entered the manor with 18 other
priests dressed in red robes.
Zakariah introduced the white-haired priest who was dressed in a purple robe. “Colonel, this is Father
Cillian, head of the Quiet Winds Church. He’s also the head of the Priests Association in Jonford.”
The man had a delicate face and oozed a refined temperament. His deep eyes seemed dotted with
stars as if he had witnessed the vicissitudes of life. His white hair seemed fitting with his appearance.
Father Cillian saluted, “Greetings, Colonel.”
Ster nodded slightly in return. “And to you, Father Cillian.”
Zakariah introduced another priest who not only sported long brows but also a white beard and equally
white hair. “This is Father Lloyd. He’s the vice-head of the Quiet Winds Church and also one of the five
vice-presidents of the National Association of Priests.”
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Father Lloyd was about 70 years old. His face was long with slightly high cheekbones, and his hair and
beard were white. His long brows that hung down the side of his cheeks were more than 20
centimeters in length, while his purple robe gave him a sage-like disposition.
Even if he was the vice-head of the Quiet Winds Church, he still possessed the cultivation base of a
stage eight grandmaster.” Greetings, Colonel,” said Lloyd as he saluted Ster in the ways of the
priests.
Ster smiled politely. “And to you, Father Lloyd.”
Zakariah put his hand over his heart and said to both of them, “Fathers, as I had mentioned just now,
we must keep those assassins out and protect the warden.”
Father Lloyd smiled lightly. “Mr. Sinir, to tell you the truth,st night, my junior-”
“Senior!”
Father Cillian frowned and cut his senior off.
Lloyd coughed before continuing. “The Quiet Winds Church will do their best.”
After Cillian saluted Ster, he then turned around and went toward the rest of the students of the Quiet
Winds Church.
Ster looked at the backs of the two priests thoughtfully as he felt unease grow in him. “Mr. Sinir,
can we rely on them?”
Zakariah decided to reveal more information about the two priests.”All 18 generations of Father Cillian’s
ancestors have been golden amulet masters of the Quiet Winds Church. He’s 65 years old this year
and is also a stage nine grandmaster. He has refused the president position of the National Association
of Priests several times and has been hiding in the Quiet Winds Church in seclusion for years. Father
Lloyd is 98 years old this year. His father and grandfather were also golden amulet masters of the Quiet
Winds Church. He possesses the cultivation level of a stage seven grandmaster.”
His eyes were green with envy when he mentioned their cultivation. He was also the president of an
association, yet he only possessed the strength of a stage three grandmaster while Father Cillian was
a stage nine grandmaster.
Why was there such a huge gap between them?
After hearing more about the two men, Ster raised his head and sighed. “I hope they can help the
warden weather through this disaster.”
Father Cillian and Father Lloyd were now seated at the stone table while Grant sent for someone to
brew them tea.
“A General Star has fallen. That is a fate we can’t deny. Why don’t you want to tell them the truth?”
Lloyd asked, somewhat puzzled.
What Lloyd had wanted to tell Zakariah just now was that Cillian had seen a General Star move toward
the west when he was star gazing the night before.
The falling of a General Star meant that a major figure of the government had reached the end of their
life.
Considering what was happening with the warden at the moment, it was not difficult for them to guess
that the General Star was referring to the warden of the Northern Territory.
Cillian closed his eyes and rested his mind before responding lightly, “The General Star didn’t fall off
completely. A glimmer of life yet remains in the warden.”