Chapter 386.2
As Riner’s murmurs persisted, Kasser’s patience wore thin. “Fire King, spare us the editorials. Or shall I take over?” he asserted firmly.
Riner stifled his irritation and resumed reading from the next sentence.
“There is a crisis looming over the world at this very moment. God purportedly stated that if we unite, we can overcome this crisis with ease.”
Cynicism painted the expressions of not only Riner, but also the other kings who listened intently. Each harbored the same skeptical thought: ‘Let’s see how far this charade goes.’
Talk of a world crisis, an impending war, and an ambiguous evil to combat only served to exacerbate Riner’s annoyance as he recited the flowery phrases littered with grandiose descriptors. Pausing momentarily, Riner met Kasser’s gaze before continuing.
“…To lead this war to victory, God purportedly bestowed two priests upon the earth. Supposedly, when these two priests enter the sacred fortress and receive the oracle, the path to restoring peace will reveal itself. Warriors of God, you are deemed worthy of a sacred mission by the divine. Anika Jin and Anika Flora, you are tasked with opening the way for the two priests to safely reach the fortress.”
A hush fell over the surroundings.
“Hah…” Kasser burst into laughter, though there was no mirth in his tone. The audacity of the monster, seizing hold of the Holy City and issuing its demands, particularly the mention of the two Anikas, filled him with a fiery rage.
His blood boiled with fury at the thought of some monstrous entity daring to covet Eugene, his wife. The anger within him burned so fiercely that he felt it would not dissipate even if he were to tear the creature apart, piece by piece.