Chapter 53 : Heaven Truly Helped Me
Chapter 53: Heaven Truly Helped Me! Foolish Oak Town Folk!
As the deepest nail buried within Oak Town.
He was also the core commander of this 【Oak Town Annihilation Operation】.
Owen had barely slept the entire night.
Every order from above had to be arranged properly, one by one.
This was no small scuffle.
It was about selling the entire Oak Town—skin and bones included—to those undead outside the city who were howling for food!
By the time Owen finally finished assigning all the tasks, dawn was already approaching.
He only felt his head buzzing, as if a ghoul had been scratching at it all night.
Rubbing his swollen temples, he decided to find a place to fill his stomach and catch a short nap.
After all, there was still a hard battle to fight tonight—being without energy would not do.
Owen staggered into a small eatery that was fairly clean.
Early in the morning, there were not many people inside.
Just a few mercenaries who had risen early to travel, and several local loafers.
Owen found a corner seat and sat down.
He ordered a bowl of steaming hot meat soup and two pieces of hard bread.
He had just taken a couple of sips of soup, the chill in his body barely driven away.
When he heard the shop owner at the neighboring table, chatting animatedly with a regular customer.
“Hey~ brother, have you heard?”
The owner looked excited. “This afternoon, there’s going to be a Holy Light charity event over in the wealthy district. There’ll be all kinds of games, and it’s free for the whole town!”
“Huh? Free?” The regular clearly did not believe it.
“Those big shots would be that kind-hearted? The sun must be rising from the west!”
“Hey, it’s absolutely true!” The owner patted his chest.
“As long as you go, I hear everyone gets something—each person can receive an exquisite little gift!”
“Whether it’s valuable or not doesn’t matter. Who wouldn’t want something free?”
Owen’s heart skipped a beat.
But his expression did not change.
He merely pricked up his ears, the spoon in his hand slowing down.
The owner continued shouting, “And that’s not even the best part!”
“In the evening, there’ll be an official charity banquet at the central grand plaza!”
“And they’ve invited Priest Colin from Holy Light Town to personally preach! Talking about the truth of the Holy Light!”
“Oh, Holy Light Town?” The regular grew interested.
“You mean the one in the Mistwood, the town that’s rumored to be miraculous, with angels truly protecting it?”
“Who knows.” The owner shrugged.
“But here’s the key point!”
“During the banquet, there’ll be a random lottery!”
“One thousand lucky slots, all giving away one bottle of high-purity holy water!”
The regular immediately sucked in a sharp breath. “Hiss~~ that’s holy water!”
“And high-purity at that?”
“This stuff is worth a fortune on the market! Is it real or fake?”
“It’s spread all over the city—how could it be fake?” The owner swore confidently.
“The afternoon event alone is going to be lively enough.”
“As for the banquet at night, I reckon the entire Oak Town will cram in there!”
“Who wouldn’t want to try their luck and get a bottle of holy water for free?”
Hearing this, Owen’s heart sank.
Holy Light Town, charity banquet?
And even a holy water lottery?
What was all this supposed to be!
Why did it pop up at such a critical moment?
His instincts told him something was off.
He shoveled down the rest of his food in a few mouthfuls, tossed several copper coins on the table, and got up to leave.
He had to verify this information immediately!
Over the next few hours.
Owen mobilized all the hidden lines he had planted throughout Oak Town.
Information gathered into his hands like snowflakes.
【One: Last night, a small group indeed entered Oak Town under the banner of Holy Light Town.】
【They went straight to Oak Castle and stayed there for the entire night.】
【Two: The charity event this afternoon and the charity banquet tonight are indeed real!】
【They were personally approved by Old John, and jointly organized by the lord’s manor and several wealthy merchants.】
【The publicity is overwhelming, and almost everyone knows about it, but the true purpose is unknown.】
【Three: That Priest Colin reportedly displayed some kind of “miracle” in the castle last night.】
【This caused both Old John and Baron Gregor Wells to treat him with great courtesy.】
“Hmph! Playing tricks and fooling people!”
Owen looked at the last piece of information, a cold sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“Looks like they really want to spread their Holy Light in Oak Town.”
“A bunch of ignorant bumpkins who don’t know the meaning of death!”
The anxiety hanging in his heart eased slightly.
So that was it.
These people from Holy Light Town had come to Oak Town to open a branch and seize territory!
Making such a grand show.
Nothing more than trying to buy people’s hearts and expand their influence.
As for that holy water…
Owen scoffed.
It was probably just a little stronger than ordinary holy water, blown out of proportion by them.
“What a pity, what a pity,” Owen laughed darkly.
Cruel light flickered in his eyes.
“You really picked a good day!”
“After tonight, the entire Oak Town will be reduced to scorched earth!”
“Your Holy Light, your priest—every last one of them will be buried alongside the Undead Legion!”
However.
An even bigger surprise was still to come!
A brand-new top-secret message was delivered into Owen’s hands.
This piece of news nearly made him jump up in excitement!
To show their emphasis on Priest Colin and the Holy Light faith.
And to ensure the charity banquet tonight went off without a hitch.
That idiot Old John.
Actually ordered the transfer of most of the elite magicians stationed at the Magic Towers!
And had them go to the central district this afternoon to prepare for the event, with full participation in the banquet at night!
Now, among the eight Magic Towers.
Only a few inconsequential magic apprentices remained, going through the motions.
Maintaining only the most basic energy transmission of the magic arrays!
“Heaven truly helped me! Heaven truly helped me!”
Owen trembled with excitement.
“Old John! Gregor! And that damned Priest Colin!”
“You’re practically delivering a great gift right into my hands!”
The Magic Towers!
They were the core of Oak Town’s defensive system!
The greatest barrier blocking the Undead Legion!
Destroying the Magic Tower nodes.
Had always been the most crucial—and most difficult—part of the plan.
It required elite death squads to take enormous risks, infiltrating heavily guarded towers to carry out the sabotage.
If they were discovered by the magicians stationed inside, the plan could fail completely!
But now!
The official magicians had been transferred away, leaving only a few apprentices!
What did this mean?
It meant the difficulty of the mission for the death squads he sent to destroy the nodes would plummet!
The success rate would skyrocket!
They might even complete the task silently, without alerting anyone!
“Hahahaha!”
Owen could not help but laugh softly, drawing glances from passersby.
He quickly restrained himself, but the wild joy in his heart nearly overflowed.
This was simply the blessing of the Morgan family’s ancestors!
Owen seemed to already see tonight’s scene:
When the charity banquet reached its climax, and people cheered for winning holy water.
The south gate would be quietly opened by insiders.
The Undead Legion, long famished outside the city, would surge in like a tide…
And those foolish townsfolk still immersed in their beautiful dreams of Holy Light would all become offerings for this grand sacrifice!
“Soon, very soon…”
Owen lifted his head and glanced at the sky, the sun already slanting westward.
He licked his slightly cracked lips.
In his eyes remained only bloodthirsty excitement and impatient anticipation.
“Nightfall, hurry and descend!”