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Perhaps Neltarid had felt they couldn't afford to waste any more time.
Regardless, they were growing stronger. There was probably a limit, but it was clear that the damage would only increase if left unchecked.
Willow said that Neltarid was in the dimensional rift, but even though Davey could travel through the rift, he had no way of pinpointing their exact location.
Fortunately, since Davey knew Neltarid was the culprit, he had some options.
He went to the headquarters of the Church of Neltarid to figure out what to do next. Upon arrival, he saw a small girl run toward him.
“Agatha.”
“Master!” Agatha, who called him master, wore a bright expression, but clear exhaustion showed beneath it.
He couldn’t help but marvel at how ridiculous it was that even a child so young had been sent to the field to treat the wounded.
‘I wonder if Neltarid predicted this situation? Wait… is that why they entrusted Agatha to me?’
Agatha, who regularly received pointers from him, had grown rapidly like a sponge absorbing water, but she was still left lacking in some areas.
Currently, the headquarters was incredibly noisy. Conspiracy theories about the mad angels trying to undermine the church’s standing had caused an uproar. As a result, the headquarters was constantly busy trying to quell both internal and external chaos.
“Master, what brings you here? Everyone is so busy...”
“Agatha, is the Pond of God safe?”
“The P-Pond of God? Ah… Yes! It’s fine.”
The Pond of God was one of the most sacred places within the church's headquarters. It was like a sanctuary protected by the Holy Empire of Valchas, but it was essentially a sanctuary Neltarid had created...
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