Abel had to shorten his time in the Dark World and return early in the morning in the next few days.
He just had to check up on Thief god Milton as he was doing his operation that day.
The Holy Kingdom was in chaos during this time. The amount of news about preachers and holy knights being killed was scary.
Many more holy knights were sent out for investigation, but a god was not something they could take down, even if it was a weak one.
This was especially the case since no onhadas seen the face of the attacker.
However, what happened was just like the past, so the Holy Kingdom quickly suspected thief god Milton again.
But what could they do against a shameless god who killed weak and helpless people?
The game was rigged from the start. No matter how many mad knights or legendary knights they sent out, temples were still being attacked every morning.
Even half god knights were sent out, but it was still not easy to track down an invisible and scentless god with the ability to break in and speed away.
Eventually, the saint decided to use the holy power of the Guardian wings, but they still had zero hope.
This new thief god Milton’s shameless level was almost 10 times higher than what he was. After all, gods killing ordinary preachers or knights in his physical form was unheard of in the past.
It was completely operating on instinct and the commands of Abel.
The saint’s head was about to explode. They not only needed to combat the wizard union from outside, but they also needed to take care of an invisible god causing chaos around the kingdom.
“No matter what, we need to set up a trap to capture thief god Milton and sacrifice his body to our lord. Then, our lord will be reawaken sooner. It is a hassle, but its also a great opportunity!” The saint looked to the knights and lowered his voice.
“Majesty, we don’t have the confidence to take him down, do you think we can ask the half gods for a favour?” A legendary knight bowed.
Thief god Milton was weak, but a god was still not something a legend could takedown.
“Don’t worry about that. When your plan is in motion, I will provide more than enough power to capture thief god Milton!” The saint lowered his voice again.
He wanted to capture thief god Milton more than anyone. Not only did this thief god kill many preachers and cause chaos around the kingdom, but he has also stolen many treasures.
But there was one thing he didn’t understand, why did the thief god not find a place to level up with the holy crystal it got before going rampage again?
Indeed, it was a rampage, even for a god.
Meanwhile, in the golden castle, Abel smiled as he watched more and more preacher guides and souls emerging from his crystal angel statue.
He quickly granted most of those souls out, and more knights that served under him were emerging within the Holy Kingdom.
Every holy knight could give him a hundred times more faith than normal people, as well as having access to more information.
With thousands of holy knights spread out over the holy kingdom, Abel had a good grasp of what was happening.
Of course, he knew the Holy kingdom was setting up a trap for thief god Milton as well.
Abel sighed. There was no predictable pattern in thief god Milton’s attack, so setting up a trap for him would be useless.
Thief god Milton would spend the night flying around causally until he found his next target.
If the holy wanted to succeed in their plan, they would need a lot of luck on their side considering how big the holy kingdom was.
There was a huge mansion next to the potion maker union in the elves’ Bay Law City admired by every elf.
It was the home of Grandmaster Bennett, and the new home of Steward Myer, Druid Joseph, Druid Poly, and Druid Gunther.
“Do you think Grandmaster Bennett forgot about us?” Druid Gunther sighed.
The other two druids gazed at him in disapproval. Even steward Myer was doing so.
“Grandmaster Bennett must have his reasons. Don’t forget everything he done for you!” Druid Poly was Grandmaster Bennett’s first follower, and she lowered her voice.
“We are just too useless!” Druid Joseph sighed.
A depressing atmosphere loomed over the hall, and the three followers stopped speaking.
“Steward Myer, Druid Lucia from the goddess temple wants to see you!” A female voice emerged from outside.
Steward Myer quickly ran out. Was there news about his master? If the goddess temple weren’t forbidden, he would have traveled there already.
The followers followed.
“The prestigious Druid Lucia, greetings!” Steward Myer bowed.
Although steward Myer was of extremely high status as Abel’s steward, he still had to keep his dignity.
“Druid Lucia, is there news about Grandmaster Bennett?” Druid Gunther interrupted.
“Druid Gunther, you should invite Druid Lucia into the lounge first!” Steward Myer helplessly sighed and bowed again “Please, Druid Lucia, come to the lounge and have a glass of juice!”
Druid Gunther bit his lips and quickly ran into the hall to prepare.
Druid Lucia, Druid Poly, and Druid Joseph took a seat on the side as steward Myer remained standing.
“Steward Myer, we do have some news from Grandmaster Bennett. He wants you to take care of all his assets in the elves!” Druid Lucia smiled.
“Is master okay?” Steward Myer was trembling.
He never stopped worrying during these days. His fame as a steward was all because of Grandmaster Bennett.
But he didn’t care about power. He only cared about his master’s safety.
There were rumors about his master killing a powerful legendary wizard, and the golden castle had disappeared since then.
“The goddess temple has met up with Grandmaster Bennett. He is okay, but he is not going to return to the elves for now, so that’s why we are here to see you!” Big Druid Lucia looked towards the 3 followers.
“I knew Master did not forget about us!” Druid Gunther smiled as he stepped in with the juice.
He almost forgot everything he said and the druids gazed at him.
However, he pretended he didn’t see anything as he served up the juice to Druid Lucia.
Without Grandmaster Bennett, they didn’t even have enough juice for themselves everyday.
“That’s right, Grandmaster Bennett told the temple to give this to you!” Druid Lucia smiled again and took out a portal bag for steward Myer.
After all, he was the steward, and his status was higher than the followers.
“Druid Lucia, thank you!” Steward Myer bowed and transferred the bag to Druid Joseph.
Druid Joseph scanned the bag, and his face was filled with excitement.
“Grandmaster Bennett really didn’t forget about us!” As he happily handed Druid Poly the portal bag.
There was more than enough training potions for all of them, and there were even more than enough wine and juice, as well as a bottle of rabbit essence.
They were all prepared by the puppets of the golden castle.
Since their chefs have run out of rabbit essence, they could no longer cook those amazing foods with the ability to impact the soul.
Since Abel considered that, it meant he still remembered his elves.
“Steward Myer, I will take these resources to the storage and you can organise it just like how it was in the Golden castle!” Druid Joseph took the bag back from Druid Poly and bowed without showing it to Druid Gunther.
“Great, just like how it was!” Steward Myer also smiled.
“Steward Myer, Grandmaster Bennett has promised to supply potions for the goddess. We will send you some from time to time!” Druid Lucia continued.
“Thank you so much. If you have the chance, please tell the master I will remain loyal no matter what!” Steward Myer bowed.
“Big druid Lucia, please tell the master we will forever remain loyal too!” The three followers also bowed.
“Okay, if I have the chance!” Big Druid Lucia stood up and bowed back.
Just like that, the mansion’s energy became vibrant once again with the new supply of juice and rabbit essence.
This happy atmosphere carried over to the potion maker union with the new supply of potions. Almost all the elves were celebrating.
