Chapter 56 The Power of the Three Parties (2)
Both William and Nox had just arrived at the meeting hall when they saw Might fighting Bliss…
No.
The Palace of Darkness messenger was ruthlessly fighting against the Temple of Light messenger. The Mercenary Association messenger was even trying to separate them…
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! You'll kill someone if you continue!"
The Mercenary messenger was a muscular warrior. He held onto the Temple of Light messenger's arm tightly. No matter how much he struggled, the Mercenary messenger's iron rod-like arms restrained him, preventing the former from moving at all.
What was even more detestable was that he was still shouting as if nothing had happened and telling them to stop fighting…
At the same time, the Palace of Darkness messenger attacked both sides.
Punches landed crazily. Despite not using any battle energy, real punches landed on flesh without any regard. After a short while, the Temple of Light's messenger's face was swollen.
No one knew how long this violent and torturous behavior lasted.
When they saw William and his men come in, they stopped.
The Mercenary Guild's muscular man immediately loosened his grasp, ignoring the unlucky person who fell to the floor with a loud bang. He walked over to the side to admire the murals in the meeting room.
As for the Palace of Darkness messenger, he sat down in the corner, his eyes narrowing as he drank the fruit alcohol. His excited expression looked as though he was reminiscing about what had just happened…
"Where is Lautner?" The corners of William's lips twitched.
"Eh, what's wrong… My Lord, you called me?" Lautner had merely gone to the washroom. Who would know that so much would have happened?
"Should we get a water elemental mage to treat him a little?" Nox asked softly.
In the end…
The Temple of Light Messenger, who had really good hearing, reached out and shook his head as he slowly got up. "Bah!"
His spat blood on the floor. William raised an eyebrow…
However, the Temple of Light Messenger did not see William's eyes and stared ruthlessly at the other two men instead. He simply said, "I don't need to be treated. These are just external wounds. I can still fight another day."
"Did you even attack? Weren't you being hit the entire time?" The corners of everyone's lips twitched.
Lautner coughed softly. "Alright, since everyone is fine, I'll make the grand introductions." He turned slightly as he introduced, "This is the Lord of City of Dawn, William Blackleaf."
"Greetings, my Lord!"
"Greetings, my Lord!"
"Greetings, my Lord!"
No matter how powerful they were, the three messengers still had to bow down to express their respect towards a territory's sole leader.
William was this city's king!
Unless they had the ability to wipe out the city, they couldn't be too arrogant.
Their backgrounds were indeed very strong, but they couldn't win against a King or Emperor.
This was something every messenger had to remember!
Besides, they also realized that they had the same ability as Lautner, so how would they dare to cross the line?
Also, William's last name shocked them and made them choose to treat him sincerely.
"Hello, messengers. Please sit." The conference hall of City of Dawn was newly built and was very spacious.
He sat at the head of the table, smiling at the three of them. "City of Dawn belongs to the neutral faction and doesn't lean towards the Light or the Dark.
"My territory will keep its neutrality. I will only choose to take part in war if someone invades or threatens my territory. I hope everyone can understand this."
"Of course. My name is Akama, the South-Eastern messenger of the Palace of Darkness. It's my first time in City of Dawn, but I'm already amazed at the multi-racial community in the city. I greatly admire this sort of life. Can I ask what kind of impression Your Honor has of the Palace of Darkness?" The Intermediate-level dark warrior asked.
William smiled slightly, remaining quiet.
"Does my Lord plan to build all three sanctuaries at the same time? Anyway, I personally think that the Mercenary Guild will bring a lot of help to Your Honor's territory."
"It's the same for the Temple of Light. Your Honor should know that amongst the many intelligent beings, there are always more people who prefer the light instead of the dark." The Temple Messenger who said he could fight for another day piped up as well.
When the three of them first received the invitation, they didn't have a good impression of this City of Dawn which was once Border Town.
However, after some investigation, they realized that this rapidly developing city had great potential. It should be able to bring them many believers and benefits.
Both the Temple of Light and Palace of Darkness believed in one God.
The Light God and the Dark God.
The purpose of their existence was to help the Gods collect the faith of intelligent races.
The Mercenary Guild was a lot simpler. Their goal was to recruit mercenaries. When a person posted a mission at the mercenary association, they would be able to receive a certain fee. As they let mercenary teams and mercenaries accomplish the missions, they would earn a portion of the reward too.
Either way, the Mercenary Guild was more like an association that played the role of a middle-man. For them to gain a footing on the Legendary continent meant that they were definitely strong. After all, real warriors usually believed in the God of War.
However, mercenaries were not loyal to the Mercenary Guild, because they would often form their own mercenary teams.
If they really had to compare which was stronger of the three?
"With this rural and remote place, how can we differentiate what is strong and weak?
"The Gods now cannot bring about their miracles and one doesn't receive any reciprocation for their faith. Even the titles of many Gods were made up.
"Many believers only want peace of mind. Light messengers and dark messengers seem to be an elite occupation, but they might not be loyal to the God they believe in!"
William said slowly, "However, it is also because of this situation that I'm allowing you to enter City of Dawn. If not, wouldn't you take all of the benefits?"
Thus, he explained very clearly, "I will establish the Temple of Light, the Palace of Darkness, and the Mercenary Guild. Whether you want to recruit believers or mercenaries, I don't care.
"However, you have to remember that I want all of the benefits I deserve.
"If you choose to be stingy, I will be the same!"
"My Lord, please be assured, I understand." The Temple of Light messenger smiled, while the other two messengers nodded as well.
The Legendary continent was large, so communication was inconvenient. Providing aid was even harder.
For example, apart from their main believers who pledged their eternal loyalty to the Temple of Light, the ones in the temples built in other Empires, Kingdoms, and various nations, members of the congregation, and different occupations were not fanatic believers. They led very free lives.
After they chose to become a Cleric or Saint Knight and received some training, they could choose to stay in the Temple or leave to enjoy their lives and take part in wars.
As long as they didn't break too many of the Temple rules and no one specially reported them, their names wouldn't be removed from the Temple.
It was the same for the Palace of Darkness.
"There's no other way. It's all for the performance…" Both the Temple of Light and Palace of Darkness' messengers cursed in their hearts. They didn't really believe in their own Gods. It was just that their jobs were powerful and they earned more money.
The Temple of Light messenger and the Palace of Darkness messenger even knew each other. They would often meet up and have a drink together.
They had only fought earlier to give William a show, to make this young Lord think that they weren't easy to deal with because a stronger person always liked to show their subordinates that he could handle things.
However, the Temple of Light Messenger never expected his old friend would have a new friend and even hit him so harshly.
"My heart… hurts so much." The Temple Messenger's expression was filled with disappointment and unwillingness.
William smiled kindly. "If you are all fine with it, we can start work tomorrow."
Just as the three messengers broke into bright smiles, William said again, "I forgot to say, tell your people to bring enough money. You can use my people. Their pay is 5 copper coins a day, and their construction speed is extremely fast."
"…" The three of them were speechless.
William raised an eyebrow. "I do remember that you don't have to use your own money to build the sanctuaries, since all of them could be taken from the headquarters. Did you want to bully me for my lack of knowledge since I just left Dark Night City?"
The three messengers glanced at each other before they hurriedly shook their heads and denied the accusation.
However, they really did want to earn a sum of money and run. They were the messengers of the area, not the city messengers, so they wouldn't have to face William every day in the future.
As for many cities, no matter which faction came in, there would be many benefits.
That was why many Lords or nobles would use their own money to build the sanctuaries.
They had never thought that William would be so stingy.
"However, you're still too young." The three of them were thinking about the same thing. An Elf that came from Dark Night City and had the last name of Blackleaf, who was he if he wasn't a Royal?
