They all call me Great Master-Chapter 735 - 732: Descent of the Gods II

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Grindelwald smiled.

Beneath the veil of night, a warm smile emerged on his pale face.

Feeling this warmth, the congregants present unconsciously drew closer to the leader of the Black Cat Faction.

"Your Crown has readmitted you.

You too were deceived.

Therefore, you are innocent,"

Grindelwald said with a smile.

Immediately, cheers erupted.

"That's wonderful!"

"We are innocent!"

"It really is great!"

Many were on the verge of tears at this moment.

Grindelwald maintained his smile, scanned the surroundings, and then spoke again—

"Your Crown has pardoned your sins.

But what about the sins of our brothers and sisters?

They are still deceived, and we should rescue them.

Your Crown may be magnanimous, but we cannot turn a blind eye,"

These words immediately drew a deep resonance.

"That's right!"

"Too many of our brothers and sisters are still blinded by that despicable scoundrel, we need to inform them of the truth!"

"Yes, only this way can we prevent Your Crown from being disgraced,"

"If Your Crown is disgraced, it will be our shame,"

One by one, the atmosphere grew increasingly fervent.

Grindelwald, seeing this, smoothly said,

"Toran, your devotion has caught the attention of Your Crown, Who now sees you as His closest confidant, and you shall right all wrongs as the High Priest.

And I?

I will give you ample support,"

Immediately, Toran knelt on one knee in the direction where the Giant Snake Nidhogg had vanished.

"I am grateful for everything you have done for me, Your Crown.

I swear by my life and soul that I will bring the church back under Your command.

No one shall stand in my way!"

After the devoted, fervent words fell, Toran stood again.

The young High Priest turned around and directed his gaze at the congregants.

His burning eyes made everyone dare not meet his gaze, and they all lowered their heads.

"Your Crown has forgiven you all.

But Your Crown is watching over us.

Let us advance in the light of Your Crown!

We need to set out right now—Ainhars Territory, Bert Territory, Inner Bay, Sidon Fortress, all need us to spread the light of Your Crown anew,"

Having said that, Toran bowed to Grindelwald.

Then, without looking back, he walked towards the outside of Doldot Port.

Everyone followed.

Meanwhile, Arthur, manipulating Grindelwald, nodded in satisfaction at this scene.

This was the result he wanted!

That's why he turned down Marinda's Escort Fleet.

Because he had a better escort fleet.

Whether the Inland Church could be the best was not of concern to Arthur at all.

Do not forget that before it became a church, it was known as the 'Inland Waterway Mutual Aid Association.'

It gathered too many people who made their living along the bank of the Inland River.

Perhaps there were no high-end combat forces, but there were certainly enough people.

And that was what Arthur needed.

Due to the short development time, there was some deviation in the organizational structure of Arthur's organization; as the mid-to-high-end combat force began to make up for it, the middle managers and lower-level personnel were too sparse, unable to control more territory.

Therefore, upon understanding the organizational structure of the Inland Church, Arthur made up his mind.

The Lord of the Inland River could only be his pet serpent, Nidhogg.

Feeling the affectionate thoughts coming from Nidhogg in the Inland River, Arthur smiled and soothed his little snake.

Immediately, Nidhogg excitedly shook its body.

The next moment, a huge undertow appeared in the ceaselessly flowing Inland River.

As a result, Arthur had to tell Nidhogg to stop right away.

Instantly, the little snake sent Arthur a thought filled with grievance.

'Good snake, this here is the Inland River, broad though it may be, it isn't the true sea. If you thrash about, my ship will sink.

I promise you.

In at most three days, I'll let you make a big fuss.

How about that?'

Arthur assured the little snake.

Afterward, the little snake excitedly nodded again and again.

For Nidhogg, who sees Arthur as the closest of kin, like a father or brother, just being able to spend more time with Arthur was happiness itself.

As for Arthur's promise?

It believed unconditionally.

Sensing the emotions coming from Nidhogg, Arthur smiled faintly.

'I wonder how your preparations are going up front?

I have a big surprise planned for you here.

And it's really big!'

Arthur said with a certain teasing tone.

Then, the Southern Lost Spirit Medium continued to manipulate Grindelwald.

The task of this Black Cat Faction leader was far from over.

After returning to Port Doldot, the Black Cat Faction leader bought some food from the snack stalls on the docks—last night's incident had destroyed quite a bit of the dock, but it hadn't become desolate.

On the contrary, due to the dock's rebuilding, it buzzed even more with activity.

The Marquess of West Berlin offered double the usual wages, striving to restore Port Doldot to its original state in the shortest time.

Double wages were attractive enough for most people.

With more people working, food stalls that followed the crowd became more numerous.

Even if the worksite provided food, under the premise that it wasn't free, the food stalls were more popular.

Sausage and bread, which Grindelwald purchased, were counted among the most popular items.

Two sausages and two generous loaves of bread were held in the left hand of the Black Cat Faction leader, while in the right hand were two leather water flasks.

One contained clear water with a bit of salt added.

The other was filled with pure wheat beer.

With these foods, Grindelwald turned left and right to enter an inn.

Familiar with the path, Grindelwald pushed open the door and entered his own room.

The sound of the door opening and closing didn't draw the attention of the person inside the room.

Or rather…

Currently, nothing could catch Lucius's interest.

A fellow who can't even distinguish the real from the fake in his own memories, what else is there to care about?

Even life and death wouldn't matter anymore.

Grindelwald looked at Lucius, who was sitting there dazed, and didn't speak immediately. Instead, he placed the food and drink he was holding onto the table beside him—since he had left, Lucius had been sitting there, and now upon his return, Lucius was still there, obviously having not moved.

"Have something to eat," Grindelwald said.

Lucius, as if hearing nothing, remained unresponsive.

Immediately, the Black Cat Faction leader raised an eyebrow.

"You've been sitting here all this time, didn't pee your pants, did you?"

As he spoke, the Black Cat Faction leader flared his nostrils.

The bewildered Lucius turned his head woodenly to look at the man with the pale hair and complexion, instinctually wanting to make a retort out of embarrassment.

But then again, Lucius felt there was no need.

He couldn't be sure whether his memories were real or false; even the name Lucius, he wasn't sure if it was truly his.

It was unnecessary.

Immediately, Lucius was about to sink back into his stupor.

At that moment, Grindelwald spoke up again—

"Do you want to get your real memories back?"