Finally ending a whole day of farce, Elashia at last returned to the palace.
But before she parted from the Cecilia sisters, Elashia asked Cecilia for the key to the armory.
Although somewhat curious about what Elashia planned to do, Cecilia didn't ask much.
After all, those weapons belonged to Elashia.
Elashia's purpose for wanting the armory key was simple—to give some of the weapons to the "thief" who would visit the Elasia Empire's armory in three days.
East of Elasia, in the Holy Kingdom's holy palace currently shrouded by a blood moon—the land of the dead—Holy Empress Evelyn was raging at the lords below.
"What? You're saying that the Bishop disappeared in an attack by 'Northern Fire'? And you have no clue whatsoever?"
The minister below answered tremblingly:
"The people in my territory have all been bewitched by those bandits from 'Northern Fire.' We captured several witnesses, but they... they all insist they know nothing. No matter how we torture them, it's useless."
Holy Empress Evelyn felt her head spinning.
The Blood Cult Leader was one of the actual leaders of the Holy Kingdom designated by the Blood Emperor, with strength almost equal to her own. That this grassroots organization "Northern Fire" had already gained such power...
Evelyn said to the lord in a low voice:
"Fine, I understand. You may go."
"Yes!"
That lord fled from the holy palace as if escaping.
"Northern Fire... Northern Fire... Northern Fire!"
Evelyn roared while angrily smashing items in the holy palace.
This was already the twelfth attack this month by this grassroots organization called "Northern Fire"!
This damned "Northern Fire" would not only occasionally attack local Blood Churches, assault Blood Clans within the Holy Kingdom's borders, ambush unprepared blood servant armies, burn armories, but would even distribute food and weapons to local people after leaving, gradually weakening the Holy Kingdom's control over various regions.
Even more hateful—the people everywhere strongly supported these bandits' actions. After each attack, no matter how they investigated, they couldn't find any trace of these "Northern Fire" members.
Why!
Wouldn't it be good for everyone to become blood slaves together and welcome the great Undead King!
Why resist!
Evelyn's roars echoed throughout the entire holy palace, chilling the guards outside.
Meanwhile, in the suburbs of Radiant Emperor City, a man in blood-red robes was stumbling forward.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
He had thought that escaping to the Elasia Empire would mean those "Northern Fire" madmen would stop pursuing him.
He never expected that even facing the danger of causing diplomatic problems, those madmen would still relentlessly chase him.
At this rate, he would really be exhausted to death!
He absolutely couldn't die!
He had finally become the leader of the Blood Church through those dirty means. Along the way, how many people had he harmed, how much humiliation from Blood Clans had he endured!
He hadn't even had time to enjoy it—how could he die here!
But reality wouldn't change because of his strong desires.
Now he was already severely injured, his weapon had been shattered, and even an ordinary human soldier could kill him.
Looking behind him, that black-clothed goddess of death had already brought her subordinates in pursuit.
His leg had just been pierced by that woman's throwing knife—he probably couldn't run much farther.
No! This was the time to stay calm!
Seeing the patrolling soldiers on the walls of Radiant Emperor City in the distance, the man had an idea.
He had no weapon in his hands—he just needed to run over there and say bandits were attacking him!
The Elasian soldiers couldn't possibly recognize him as the Blood Cult Leader anyway!
The man smiled cunningly and ran desperately toward Radiant Emperor City.
But he didn't see—at the foot of the city walls, a flash of pink passed by under cover of darkness.