OBS Chapter 325 The Golden Priest
Chapter 325 The Golden Priest
Located on the west side of the Crimson Royal Court, the Tower of Imprisonment is one of the core landmark buildings in Crescent City. The entire iron tower is over twenty meters high, and its body is made of black steel and dark gold alloy. Countless fine runes are etched on its surface, and it flows with a ghostly blue light under the moonlight.
The Tower of Imprisonment is the core hub of the entire Crescent City's barrier. A massive "Core of Imprisonment" floats atop the tower, said to contain the ancient divine power of Nuwa, the source of power for the entire barrier. Therefore, the Tower of Imprisonment can also be called the Tower of Destiny of Crescent City. Such a crucial place is naturally inaccessible to ordinary people, and the one who controls the normal operation of the entire tower is none other than the most powerful priest in Crescent City at present.
The Golden Priest controls the military and barrier affairs of Crescent City, and works in the Tower of Imprisonment year-round. In the years since the throne of Crescent City has been vacant, the Tower of Imprisonment has become a second administrative center.
The Gold Priest usually receives his subordinates in the main hall, known as the "House of Contracts," and only rarely in his private study. Those who can be received in this place are his core confidants, such as the Fire Priest who is currently in front of the Gold Priest.
The Golden Priest was a stern and rigid man. His study was arranged in a neat and orderly manner. The desk and the floor were all cleaned until they shone. The soldiers guarding the study were all elites he had carefully selected. They were extremely loyal to him and strictly followed the rules. Whether they were patrolling or changing shifts, they would not make a single unnecessary sound, ensuring that the entire study always had a quiet and solemn atmosphere.
The Fire Priest stood before the Gold Priest's desk, watching the Gold Priest meticulously examine the documents on the table, so quiet it was as if he didn't exist. Everyone who knew the Fire Priest knew he was a hot-tempered person, but at this moment, he was showing a side of himself that was beyond imagination.
It took the Golden Priest quite a while to finish reviewing the documents on the table. He pondered for a moment before picking up a quill pen from the table and signing a few words on the back of the documents.
In this technologically advanced modern world, even in Crescent City, people can develop their own technology and enjoy a certain level of modern life. However, the Golden Priest is a nostalgic person. He always believes that using those traditional things from the past is more noble and classy. So, when everyone else is already using convenient water-based pens, he still stubbornly uses quill pens to approve documents.
However, his quill pen was made from the feathers of a high-level demon beast, the Golden-Winged Nether Eagle. The hollow part of the feather was finely carved, and delicate inscriptions were engraved inside the pen barrel, allowing the quill pen to automatically absorb ink and output stable lines. It can be said to be more practical than a modern calligraphy brush.
Aside from the quill pen, the other items in the study also seemed traditional and outdated, such as the old-fashioned gear clock hanging on the wall, whose pendulum swung rhythmically from side to side. Although it was purely driven by physical means, its accuracy was no less than that of modern electronic clocks.
After signing the document, the Golden Priest looked up from the document. He was wearing a pair of dark silver glasses, which he only wore when reviewing documents, because his meticulous attitude would not allow him to make any mistakes, no matter how small.
The Gold Priest looked at the Fire Priest with his sharp gaze and asked, "How are the preparations for the Dustless Trial going?"
"It's all ready, and we can start at any time," the fire priest replied respectfully.
"Well, that's good. It's time for him to participate in this trial." The Golden Priest's indifferent tone made it sound like he was talking about something insignificant.
The fire priest remained silent for a long while before finally speaking up, "Are we really going to let him participate in the Dustless Trial? Wouldn't it be better if we didn't let him participate in this trial? That way, he would never have the authority to participate in politics."
The high priest glanced at him and asked coldly, "What kind of person do you think he is?"
"He's just a kid who's barely come of age. What can he possibly accomplish?" the fire priest said dismissively.
"A child? A child who can fight you to a standstill in front of everyone, a child who can remain calm and composed under the pressure I exert? You underestimate him."
"That only shows that his cultivation level is high. After all, he is the reincarnation of the strongest Blood Witch King, so it is normal for him to have high talent. But to control the fate of Crescent City, cultivation level alone is not enough," the Fire Priest said somewhat dismissively.
"Do you know why he started a fight on his very first day in the city? And why he even brought up the commandments of the previous Blood Witch King in front of everyone to force you to release that prisoner?" The Gold Priest's tone was somewhat sharp.
"Doesn't this just show that he's young and impetuous and doesn't know how to bide his time? No matter how strong he is, he shouldn't try to stand out before he's established himself; that will only hasten his demise."
"Have you ever seen the previous Blood Witch King ever humble himself before anyone? No matter when, even when he was weak, he was always decisive and ruthless, daring to think and act. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the strongest Blood Witch King."
"So you mean he..." The fire priest seemed to finally understand something.
"Perhaps this is the innate aura of a king. A true king can never be subservient to others. His series of actions after entering the city were a demonstration, to tell everyone that he has returned. He even brought up the precepts of the previous Blood Witch King to establish his authority. This kind of mindset and momentum is beyond the reach of ordinary people. At least you and I at his age could not do these things."
"If that's the case, why make him undergo the Dustless Trial so quickly? If he passes the trial, wouldn't he be even more difficult to deal with?" After hearing the Gold Priest's analysis, the Fire Priest was no longer calm, and his tone was somewhat impatient.
The Golden Priest maintained his composure throughout, saying calmly, "The aura of a king is unstoppable, but a king who leaves the palace is merely a solitary ruler. Even with immense power, he cannot unleash it. Therefore, the sooner the Dustless Trial begins, the better. If it is delayed too long, he will inevitably gain a foothold in Crescent City, making him even more difficult to deal with. This is why I have come to discuss this with you."
"You mean we tampered with the Dustless Trial so he couldn't pass it?" the Fire Priest said, suddenly realizing.
The Golden Priest adjusted his glasses, a cold glint in his eyes, and said, "The Trial of No Dust was originally a tradition established by the Second Blood Witch King. He used this method to determine the reincarnation system of the Blood Witch King, and today it's time to end this system in the same way. If the Uncrowned One cannot pass the trial, then it is the will of the Goddess Nuwa, and I don't think anyone can object. Therefore, I intend to entrust this prayer ceremony to you. I think you know what to do."
"Don't worry, I will definitely not let him pass the Dustless Trial," the fire priest said confidently.
"With your many years of experience in managing prisons, I believe you must have a way," the Gold Priest affirmed the Fire Priest, then casually asked, "Fire Priest, I'd like to know, deep down, how do you view my treatment of him?"
The fire priest was taken aback. He looked at the gold priest and found that the other was staring intently at him. The sharp gaze made him certain that no lie could escape his eyes.
The fire priest hesitated for a moment before speaking: "The Blood Witch King has always been succeeded by the reincarnation. This is a rule that the Blood Witch Clan has established since ancient times. Everyone is used to it, so no one is willing to break this rule. It is precisely because of this that the curse on our entire Blood Witch Clan has lasted for thousands of years. As long as the curse on us can be lifted, I will break any rule. I will always stand on your side."
After hearing his words, the Golden Priest's face showed a look of relief, and his originally serious posture relaxed. Finally, he said earnestly, "I know you will understand me."