"So you mean to tell me that you took an entire month of my time and still found nothing related to the Greyling's?!!!"
"Do you know how much attention the Holy council places on this matter?!!"
"Useless!! Utterly useless!! How can you be the head of the Deminclus regional cathedral and still be this incompetent?!! How?!!!"
Inside the main hall of the cathedral, the white clad figure was once again kneeling before the screen like barrier, on the other side was the other white clad figure. Livid with rage, the figure on the other side was spewing out disparagement on and on.
"The council meeting will be held in nine days, you better have something to present to the council at that time or else.." The blurry figure on the other end warned before terminating the connection.
The kneeling white clad figure got up gracefully and walked out of the hall.
"Arghhh!!! That bastard!!! How humiliating! When I finally rise to level of Arch deacon watch how I'll deal with your descendants!!" she screamed, venting out her pent up rage.
It was common knowledge that the Arch deacon was approaching the limit of his lifespan, in order to prolong his stay in the mortal world his only choice would be to curry the favor of God or at least one of the angelic beings.
If he passed away without leaving a stable foundation for his lineage then one of the Grand deacons in the mainland will rise to the level of Arch deacon. Due to the importance of the Deminclus regional cathedral, there was a high chance that the Grand deacon of Deminclus will be the one to take the position of the Arch deacon.
The way you treated one will always reflect on the way they will treat your descendants in the future in your absence. With the humiliating treatment the Grand deacons receive from the Arch deacon, it was definite that his legacy will not survive his fall.
His frantic race to extend his lifespan instead of repairing his relationship with his subordinates was considered laughable by the elite members of the church. Some even considered it cruel since he seemed to care very little about the fate that will befall his descendants should he fail to extend his lifespan.
"Slana!!!!"
"Yes Grand deacon? "
"Take all available units, all the Holy knights and even the paladin squad if need be, set out now on an expedition to the savage region and do not dare come back if you don't find the fugitives!"
"What reason am I to give the other regional deacons if they question our sudden deployment of troops?" Slana asked, well aware that the Arch deacon and Grand deacon were adamant on the utmost secrecy of the current operation.
If word got out that the church couldn't capture three escaped fugitives and a cat then the Deminclus region and even the entire mainland continent might become a laughingstock .
"If they question you then tell them you're embarking on a crusade ordained by the Arch deacon to purify the savage region! We might as well colonized the barbarians while we're at it.." the Grand deacon proclaimed.
Slana shivered visibly at the thought, after all the last time they tried to colonized the savage regions had ended in a catastrophic war that led to the arrival of demons and angels.
Many great being and elite class figures fell during the savage wars.
~It seems that the Grand deacon is royally pissed, if I don't bring news of success in due time then I'm regally screwed... Who would have thought being a deacon would be such a hard job~
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"Listen up everyone! The extremities of the barbarians and heathen races have come to the attention of our glorious Lord!! Tonight we march on the savage regions!!!" Slana said as she rallied the troops.
"For our lord!!" one of the Holy knights yelled.
What ensued was a chorus of morale raising yells;
"For our lord!!"
"For our lord!!"
"For our lord!!!''
"For our lord!!!'' ...