The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 333 - 332 Best Contributor

Chapter 333: Chapter 332: Best Contributor

Chapter 333 -332: Best Contributor

One of the founders of the organization

[Archbishop of Glory – Yaleris Highton]

The Glory Hall, formerly known as the Light Great Cathedral, was the earliest base of the [Light Church] in Zion.

Yaleris Highton was the founder of the Church and the author of its doctrines, known as the First Bishop. Under his management, the Church grew at an unimaginable rate, becoming the first Church in Zion within just a few years.

At that time, whether they were gentlemen within the organization or people from cities, towns, and villages associated with the organization, everyone regarded the Light Church as the sole flame guiding humanity through darkness.

Light Churches began to be built everywhere on the Fourth Continent, and the faithful were prevalent to the extent that there was a tendency to rename ‘gentlemen’ to ‘Light Followers’.

Moreover, the Light Church was extremely inclusive, allowing for the development of various small churches.

However, at the peak of the Church’s development,

Yaleris Highton suddenly announced the dissolution of the Light Church within Zion, renaming the Light Great Cathedral to the Glory Hall, and ordered the demolition of all sculptures and decorations associated with the Light Church, as well as the closure and restructuring of churches in various regions.

He stayed within the Glory Hall, serving as a historian, recording and preserving significant events of the organization, and bestowing honors on gentlemen who made great contributions.

The reason for the sudden dissolution of the Church was simple,

The [Skin Market] did not favor the existence of such a Church and would have directly cut off the supply of Skin if the Light Church had not dissolved.

For the past few centuries, Yaleris Highton has remained in the Glory Hall, only coming forward to handle major events within the organization.

Among the surviving founders of the organization, only Yaleris and Doctor Araus still possessed healthy physical bodies.

As for another founder, known as [First Knight – York De Moratti], his brain was held in the hands of ironclad knight armor.

In the early days when the organization was established, the group of gentlemen was primarily composed of knights, and Moratti was the General Knight Commander at that time, revered as the bravest warrior.

Since the system of gentlemen was not yet well-established and wars were frequent, there were few truly powerful individuals.

Commander Moratti often personally led teams to combat Patients and even ventured deep into the Grey Zone for pathogen and exploration. Although his body was extraordinarily strong, it waned from the erosion of plaguing Pathogens during repeated confrontations.

Due to his steadfast will, he forcefully lingered on his sickbed with a declining body for over a hundred years until the organization developed the technology to separate the brain, at which point he discarded his physical form to become what he is now.

The giant armor holding his brain was based on his knight armor from those days, combined with contemporary technology to create the ‘Righteous Armor.’

Commander Moratti’s consciousness has been etched into the armor via Arrays, existing in this new identity, silently guarding over Zion.

When the three founders arrived, everyone bowed in salute.

The Archbishop of Glory, Yaleris Highton, took the central position and began to speak, “It is truly heartening that among the core personnel dealing with this nightmare incident, there are two such young newcomers.

I hear one has been with us for less than two years.”

Though the Archbishop looked like a dried-up corpse, his speech was forceful and strong. The young man he referred to was naturally William… Technically, William could still be considered a student of the academy, having not yet graduated within the two-year term.

“First, you will need to stand in two rows so that I can carve the ‘Honour Sculpture’ for you.”

The lineup was quickly organized with the adjustment of the two Prophets,

Yi Chen and Reagan, the two young men, were kneeling in front, with Prophet Yuri in his wheelchair nestled between them.

Standing in the back row were Marko and Martin, Zede, and Spacy.

Yuri in the wheelchair also temporarily removed his facial bandages during the carving session, squeezing out a smile, which he was not adept at,

to ease the discomfort and tension, he tried to place his palm on the shoulder of Yi Chen beside him. When he reached out, he found another hand already resting on Yi Chen’s shoulder, cold and corpse-like to the touch.

There was no warmth of blood flowing underneath, no possibility of Slaughter.

For a moment, the atmosphere turned somewhat awkward, so Yuri had no choice but to retract his outstretched palm.

“Everyone, maintain this pose and don’t move; it will be completed soon.”

Archbishop Yaleris seemed to pull out a long, flat stone slab from some subspace, directly carving on it with his fingers, and it only took a few minutes to engrave everyone’s features onto it.

Accompanied by a ‘Dispel Nightmares’ tag, it was placed in a vacant niche within the hall.

“In addition to the honor, each of you will receive a reward of one hundred thousand silver coins, as well as the opportunity to select an item suitable for yourselves from the organization’s treasury.”

“One hundred thousand! That’s exactly enough to pay off my debts…” Yi Chen felt his efforts were quite worthwhile upon hearing about the hefty reward.

“Moreover, we will nominate the best contributor of this nightmare event here.

Since we are merely observers and cannot determine who made the greatest contribution, the opportunity to nominate will be given to you.

The nomination will be determined by an internal vote, where each person has only one vote and cannot vote for themselves.

If someone receives a number of votes equal to or greater than half of the total number of people, they will be officially elected.

If a successful election does not occur, the ‘best contributor’ honor will be canceled.”

“The best contributor will be personally escorted by me to the Secret Storage Room of the Original Church, where they can select one of the treasures left over from the early days of the organization’s founding.”

“Original Church’s Secret Storage…” Prophet Marko’s pupils showed a strong interest when he heard this.

“Now, let the voting begin! Find a piece of cloth or paper to write a name on.”

Yi Chen let his gentleman’s clothes yield a small piece of fabric, and when he went to write down a name, he hesitated again.

He didn’t know whether to write Zede’s name or Yuri’s, as both had played a crucial role in the nightmare project, and after some thought, he still found it hard to commit to either.

Just then, the Archbishop’s voice rang out:

“William Behrens, there’s no need for you to ponder any longer, the best contributor has already been chosen!”

“Ah?”

The Archbishop tossed into the air, and five different pieces of paper unfolded and hovered in midair, all inscribed with the same name—[William].

Although everyone was interested in the treasures of the Original Church, they already had a best candidate in mind.

Yuri, by his side, finally found the opportunity to pat Yi Chen vigorously on the shoulder before letting Prophet Marko wheel his chair out of the Glory Hall.

Teacher Zede mixed with Reagan, and the two seemed to have bonded a bit over a meal at the beef restaurant last time; ready to splurge on a lavish meal again with this prize money.

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Wrinkled Skin Spacy, before leaving, purposefully whispered in Yi Chen’s ear:

“If you want to understand more about skin afterward, you can find me at the address on this card.

You appear to have already been selected as a Candidate for the First Gentleman. Claude’s current state is very bad, and the selection is expected to take place shortly.

It might be a month, maybe a week, or it could even be tomorrow or the day after.

You should also make haste as well. If possible, come to see me tonight.”

“Understood.”

Once everyone had departed, a smile crept across Yi Chen’s face; he could feel that the end of the nightmare event had elevated him to the higher echelons of the organization.

The next moment would be thrilling,

It was Yi Chen’s first time hearing about the ‘Secret Storage of the Original Church,’ and since it was the highest reward, it was bound to be better than the items in the organization’s treasury. Perhaps he would truly be able to select a weapon suited for himself or some other rare treasure.