Chapter 1216: Patience Will Ultimately Pay Off

City of Silver, at the top of the spire, in the Chief's room.

With white hair and an old scar on his face, Colin Iliad looked out of

the window at the deep darkness. It was only when a silvery-white light

suddenly burst out from afar, bringing a few seconds of light, that he

retracted his gaze and nodded slightly.

Chirmont has succeeded in advancing...

His gaze landed on the two-meter-tall youth standing in the middle of

the room.

"Derrick, do you know why I kept delaying the subsequent plans and

didn't implement them after the first exploration of the Giant King's

Court, despite already becoming a Sequence 3 Silver Knight?"

Derrick thought for a moment and said, "Your Excellency, on the one

hand, you wish to see if there are any other paths you can take to the

seaside. On the other hand, you are waiting for the other Elders of the

six-member council to advance to Sequence 3."

And now, both matters were completed.

Nearly five months ago, an expedition team of the City of Silver

discovered a hidden path. From there, they circled around the mountain

where the Giant King's Court was located, and they arrived at the sea.

However, the sea was illusory, and there was no way to pass through it.

Forcefully entering the water only caused bodies to gradually crumble.

Now, another demigod of the six-member council, Waite Chirmont, had

finally advanced, becoming a Sequence 3 Silver Knight. He could have an

honorific name and receive the prayers of the other residents of the

City of Silver within a certain range.

Colin Iliad sighed and said, "Very good. You have a very well-rounded

understanding of the situation.

"If I had a choice, I truly do not wish to bring you to the Giant King's

Court again and attempt to open the palace where Dark Angel lays in

slumber..."

At this point, Demon Hunter Colin paused for a moment before continuing,

"I do not know what danger such an expedition will bring. I can only

make ample preparations in advance. Now, Chirmont has finally succeeded.

Even if an accident happens later and we are unable to return, he and

the other Elders will be able to support the City of Silver, allowing

everything to continue on as we await the next opportunity."

He sized up Derrick for a few seconds before nodding in acknowledgment.

"Your growth is even better than I expected. If not for the fact that

the Giant King's Court matter originated because of you, I'd really want

to keep you in the City of Silver and be an understudy Elder of the

six-member council."

Upon hearing this, Derrick Berg replied without hesitation, "Even if you

wish to keep me here in the City of Silver, I would still apply to go."

This was a glimmer of hope that he had seen. This was an opportunity in

his heart that could save the City of Silver. He was willing to

sacrifice everything for it.

Colin Iliad gave a rare smile.

"You are still too young. After you experience many things like me, you

will understand that compared to drawing your sword and sacrificing your

blood in a zealous fervor, enduring humiliation and helplessness, and

persisting in the darkness is even more difficult and painful.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Chirmont later. Ask him if he is

willing to lead an expedition team to the Giant King's Court, or stay in

the City of Silver."

Derrick fell into silence, his mouth agape, but not a single word came

out of it.

Colin Iliad didn't continue on this topic and instead asked, "Have you

completely digested the Priest of Light potion?"

"I digested it completely last week," Derrick replied frankly.

Colin Iliad nodded and said, "Have you gathered all the supplementary

ingredients?"

Derrick acknowledged tersely.

"I've gathered all of them. I'm just short of preparing the ritual."

His ritual required him to extract the strongest emotions that he was

unwilling to abandon, before injecting them again after consuming the

potion.

After a few gatherings with the Tarot Club, as well as Miss Justice's

private attempts, they had already come up with a well-formulated plan.

He was to complete it by relying on this Sequence 4 Manipulator's

control of the psyche domain, and Mr. Fool's Angel's Embrace.

Demon Hunter Colin didn't rush him as he calmly said, "Don't be anxious.

The second exploration of the Giant King's Court will still take some

time."

"Until I become an Unshadowed?" Derrick asked.

Colin Iliad didn't deny it as he nodded slightly.

"I'm also waiting for Lovia to become a Black Knight. Her ingredients

and ritual have been prepared."

Upon hearing this, Derrick immediately felt pressured.

At the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, City of Generosity, Bayam. At

the top of the bell tower of the City of Generosity.

The cardinal of the Church of Storms, the high-ranking deacon of the

Mandated Punishers, Sea King Jahn Kottman, stood behind the railing,

looking at the sea which was no longer that blue. There was wreckage

floating above it, burning with the remains of ships.

"Humph, in my territory at sea, even a War Bishop has to bow his

head..." The muscular demigod with a chiseled face retracted his gaze as

he muttered.

He had a head of dark blue hair and a pair of deep blue eyes that were

as thick as a worm. He controlled the weather and sea around the Rorsted

Archipelago.

Alger Wilson, who was standing beside the Sea King, didn't show any

signs of frustration. He patiently waited until Jahn Kottman turned his

attention onto him.

Aside from most of the Beyonders of the Sailor pathway being

bad-tempered, they often trembled in submission when facing

High-Sequence Beyonders of the same pathway. This was a characteristic

of a "Tyrant."

After muttering to himself, Sea King Jahn Kottman finally cast his gaze

at Alger, who was leading a "pirate" fleet. He said without any

expression, "Your performance this time was remarkable. The Council of

Cardinals has passed your review and has decided that I will preside

over your advancement ritual."

After receiving the item left behind by Queen of Calamity Cohinem, Alger

found an opportunity to report the matter to Sea King Jahn Kottman.

Apart from two details that he modified, he had given an honest account

of the exploration of the elven ruins from the time he arrived in the

primitive forest of Sonia Island.

Firstly, he claimed that he had headed for the elven ruins as part of

him taking the initiative to ambush the Feysacian troops. They had

specially looked for a suitable venue, and there were many sailors

present to verify it.

The second was to lessen the autonomy of the subsequent actions. He only

claimed that he dreamed of a female high elf on the night of his

exploration of the ruins. Nothing abnormal happened after he drank a

glass of wine from her, so he hadn't paid too much attention to it. When

he came to the Rorsted Archipelago and woke up one night from his sleep,

he suddenly realized that he had entered a magnificent palace at the

bottom of the sea, and had picked up a sparking coral.

Although many aspects of the evidence and physical evidence had

indicated that Alger's description was real, Sea King Jahn Kottman

didn't fully believe it. He was sent back to Pasu Island to be

investigated by the pontiff, Gaard II.

With the help of "Angel's Embrace," Alger looked like he was trembling

in front of the Tyrant's aura. Without holding back, he explained that

he had developed a certain degree of ambition after meeting the female

high elf in his dreams. For this, he had taken the initiative to head to

the Rorsted Archipelago in hopes of receiving her inheritance, but in

reality, he had covered up the core secrets and the most serious

problem.

He had used the method of confessing his "ambition" to pass the

investigation. As for the female high elf, whether it was a result of

him having some elven blood that a fortuitous encounter was given to

him, or if she had any hidden motives, he claimed that he was unsure. He

hoped that the pontiff could figure out the answer to lessen his

worries.

Alger displayed his fear of the unknown, making the cardinals believe

that this was the main reason why he had reported the fortuitous

encounter.

This proposal was designed by Alger himself, but with Miss Justice's

suggestions, it was tweaked to be more in line with human nature.

Of course, as expected, Alger didn't receive the advancement ritual.

Instead, he entered an inspection period.

The pontiff of the Church of Storms, the Grounded Angel, had reinforced

the seal in Alger's body, preventing the Cataclysmic Interrer

characteristic from seeping out for two years and affecting him.

In the past half a year, Alger had led the pirate fleet that had been

assigned to him. He had worked hard to harass the ships of Feysac and

Feynapotter. He had even participated in sea battles, taking great risks

and making numerous contributions. This fully expressed his devotion to

the Lord of Storms, as well as his submission to the orders given by the

Church.

Finally, after this Rorsted sea battle, the situation had escalated. His

patience paid off as the Council of Cardinals acknowledged him.

Alger took a deep breath and struck his right fist to his left breast,

shouting loudly, "Holy Lord of Storms!"

His agitation was half an act, while the other half came from the bottom

of his heart. This was because in the past half-year, he had suffered

quite a bit of pressure.

Ma'am Hermit had already finished digesting the Mysticologist potion and

was preparing to advance to Sequence 3, Clairvoyant;

Although Miss Justice had yet to fully digest the Manipulator potion,

she had made significant progress. Furthermore, she was a complete

rookie when she first joined the Tarot Club. Now, she had become a true

demigod. She wasn't just a Sequence higher than Alger, but a whole tier;

Before long, The Sun could advance to Sequence 4, Unshadowed, and obtain

godhood;

The Star had also finished digesting the Sequence 5 potion and had

accumulated a significant amount of contributions. He was just waiting

for the higher-ups to give him a chance;

Miss Magician wasn't far from digesting her potion after "Traveling"

time and time again. Furthermore, her teacher had prepared the

corresponding Sequence 4 Secrets Sorcerer ingredients for her;

There was no need to mention The World Gehrman Sparrow. Even if he were

to suddenly inform them that he was an angel, Alger wouldn't find it

surprising;

Miss Judgment was currently a Sequence 5 Disciplinary Paladin. She was

digesting the potion and was trying her best to keep up with everyone's

progress;

The Moon, who didn't like to work hard, became anxious as a result and

was seeking to become a Sanguine Earl.

Faced with such a situation, as one of the most senior members of the

Tarot Club, Alger naturally didn't wish to be left behind. He

desperately wished to advance to Sequence 4 and become a demigod.

So many days had gone by; yet, he suppressed his anxiety and patiently

waited. There were two instances where he showed signs of losing control

which required him to hire Miss Justice to treat him.

And now, he finally got the answer he wanted the most:

He had passed the assessment and was to prepare for the ritual!