Chapter 82: The Stolen Corpse
Chapter 82: The Stolen Corpse
"I accept your fealty, Uldin. I hope that in the time we spend together in the future, we can cast aside our differences and seek common ground while reserving differing opinions."
Lothar looked at this man—stern-faced, his hair meticulously groomed, almost with "inflexible" and "unapproachable" practically tattooed on his face—and a trace of helplessness arose in his heart.
From Uldin’s perspective, his view of the Two Sicilies wolf clans was entirely correct. In the Two Sicilies ruled by the wolf clans, everything naturally prioritized the wolves; ordinary humans lived in dire straits. Uldin alone, weak and isolated, simply lacked the strength to resist and could only choose to leave.
But for Lothar, Uldin’s world was merely a background he had fabricated, even if it had, in some sense, become a real world. Could Lothar possibly kill a retainer after summoning them simply because they were a bloodthirsty demon who had committed countless crimes in the game world? Wasn’t that absurd?
Fringilla, for example. In her personal storyline, there was a plotline where she transformed into a "Tyrant," destroying an entire town. But this didn’t prevent Lothar from genuinely liking this somewhat tsundere little miss.
Therefore, Lothar could only try to change Uldin’s thinking. But how could an ascetic monk like Uldin, with a will as strong as iron, be swayed by a few mere words from others?
If the one "preaching" to him hadn’t been Lothar, Monk Uldin would have long since swung that brick-thick Bible of his and smashed it against their temple for some physical enlightenment.
’If I had known it would be like this, I shouldn’t have designed factional hatreds between retainers in the first place. It would have been better if everyone just got along happily.’ In any case, whether the game made money or not no longer concerned him.
Lothar helped the kneeling Uldin to his feet. "Come, I’ll take you to see Archbishop William. I need to request a position for you as a parish priest of a diocese, or perhaps a deacon. I hope you can shoulder the responsibilities of parish priest for Jorgklusburg." In short, it was to secure an official position for Uldin.
"I know you once held the clerical rank of archbishop, but in this world, everything must start anew."