Amber Sword

Chapter 1194: Chapter 301: Whirlpool V

"Miss Magdal."

Even though winds and rains darken the skies outside the Ande Fulei Grand Temple, they do not alter the usual tranquility and solemnity inside this holy place; the hall of the Holy Temple is usually a spot for silent prayers and can accommodate a thousand people during certain ceremonies, hence the interior is built magnificently, with twenty-eight gray stone pillars supporting a deep dome, and rows of long benches oriented towards the central altar forming a centripetal fan-shaped space, which is imbued with a sense of spatial majesty.

Here, numerous junior servants are responsible for the daily cleaning and maintenance, and when they see Princess Magdal returning from outside, they hurriedly rise to greet her.

Magdal herself is a high-level Priestess and also a Princess of a nation, not to mention officially still a student of the Wood High Priest. With Wood leaving Ambeser soon to head towards the central power of the main temple, the status of this Princess has naturally risen, becoming increasingly revered.

Magdal stopped and gently nodded in return to the greeting. Although born a Princess, she rarely exhibited the noble daughter’s arrogance or haughtiness, which is not only related to her upbringing but also her inherently gentle demeanor.

This Nun Princess is known for her affability in social occasions, and praise for her abounds both inside and outside the Holy Temple.

"Is Wood High Priest here?" she asked.

"The Lord of Priest... seems still doesn’t see outsiders, Miss Magdal," the servants answered in unison.

"Oh..." Magdal sighed inwardly, although she had anticipated this, she could not help but feel disappointed. She pondered for a moment and asked again: "Then, what about Lord Moros?"

She addressed Wood as the Wood High Priest yet called Moros ’Lord,’ her attitude is clear. However, everyone knew well without saying; Moros was indifferent and power-driven, and few truly accepted this ’outsider’ within the Ande Fulei Grand Temple.

A servant thought for a moment and answered, "It seems that the Lord of Priest is in a meeting."

"Meeting?" Magdal was slightly startled, wondering who would be visiting so late, "Who is the guest?"

"It’s Marquis Youxi and an unfamiliar noble," another person replied.

It was him? Magdal knows Marquis Youxi sides with Duke Xifah, yet this person’s ties to the Northern Alliance are not that close; why would this vagabond noble visit the Temple at this time for something urgent?

She furrowed her brows slightly, recalling past events, unable to suppress an unpleasant feeling. The servant who had observed her asked hurriedly, "Miss Magdal, do you want to go and see?"

"No, it’s not necessary." Magdal shook her head decisively, revealing a sickened expression.

The servants glanced at each other, fully aware that rumors suggested the Nun Princess had unpleasant interactions with Marquis Youxi, and now it seemed true.

What they didn’t know was that at this moment, the Antobro Princess’s face was somewhat flushed, her palms sweaty from her nervousness; she silently repented, anxious and uncertain whether Martha would forgive her for lying publicly.

But no matter what, this was the path she’d chosen without regret.

"In Martha above, please bless me with success," Magdal murmured in her heart.

...

In a small room, a candle flickers dimly, the flame alternately brightening and dimming, occasionally sparking, casting shadows on the two equally inscrutable faces nearby.

Brand knew Ambeser’s second (1) Great Priest Moros is historically a renowned power-hungry manipulator, yet unlike the Great Priest Anman who Brand killed in Trade Wind Ring, Moros, despite being sinister and indifferent, lived austerely, detached from material indulgence, resembling an ascetic.

(Note 1: Game history)

It’s uncertain whether he feigned such an image, but at least he maintained it during his term; his relationship with the Erune Nobles was lukewarm, his political inclinations leaned slightly towards the Cruz Empire Faction, yet at least he maintained a passable surface relationship with the Erune Royal Family.

However, that’s history’s story. Now, Brand flutters like a butterfly, altering the course of history; the new Great Priest’s attitude diverges greatly from historical records.