Chapter 432 - 289: The Eve of the Storm (1)
Since there were no other issues, Lady Anna took her leave, saying there were still problems in the Farole region. Chaos was forcefully deploying troops, seemingly preparing to tear open a rift in the Farol Principality.
Neither the Sydney Union nor the neighbouring Tony’s Man Principality could afford to watch Farol Principality fall—transitioning from their own rear to the front line is not a transformation any king or duke would want to see.
So Lady Anna had to go there.
Malin accompanied Faye back to the villa, only to discover that all the girls were present and gathered around the table.
Faye’s idiot brother was clutching his head, seemingly pondering over a question.
"My girls, what are you looking at?" Malin approached them curiously.
"We’re watching the Apprentice from the Church of the War God doing his homework," Jessica laughed as she spoke, "It seems Faye’s brother is a seventh-year Apprentice in the intelligence sector of the Church of the War God, following the Sage Sequence."
"The Mowish family’s penchant for adventure sure is strong," Malin muttered to himself as he glanced at the question—Discuss the deep strategic games behind Chaos’s increased invasion efforts into Farole over the past two years.
Whoever set this ridiculous question, don’t they know that this Chaos is simply a Mimicking Bird,
But then Malin reconsidered—there’s no need for the Church of the War God to be afraid, according to Malin’s analysis over the past few years. Nine out of ten times, their own War God has likely fallen to its knees, but the clergy of the Church of the War God can still wield Divine Arts. This divine office must lie either in the hands of the God of Justice or A’Krong.