I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 527 308: Advancement, Angel of Silence (2-in-1)

Listening to those words, which were almost a threat.

The Kizi God, however, did not get angry. After a moment of silence, he spoke, offering a more advantageous proposal: "Besides the Sphincter Region and the Carmen Region, I can also allocate the Gray Forest Archipelago to you."

The Kizi God spoke calmly, as if these territories were no longer important to him.

Gray Forest Archipelago...

This is a conflict area bordering the Natural Church.

Rogel quickly understood the Kizi God's intention.

This was an attempt to have their Black Tide Secret Society join the war against the Natural Church!

"We will not join you in your war against the Natural Church, at most we will cease hostilities with you."

Rogel shook his head, not even waiting to hear the Kizi God's subsequent proposal.

He was not tempted by the Kizi God's proposal.

Although the Gray Forest Archipelago was a very good area capable of providing a large amount of Faith, Rogel knew well the principle of not biting off more than one can chew.

Scot had just stabilized recently, and the newcomers to the Secret Society were still in their developmental stage. At such a time, recklessly taking on a large area that once had heretical Faith was more harmful than beneficial.

He needed time to develop, so he decisively refused the Kizi Church.

To Rogel's refusal.

The Kizi God, unexpectedly, also had no reaction, but nodded slightly: "In that case, we will respect your choice."

"However, as an ally, let me give you a rational reminder."

"The Green Heart God of the Natural Church is a foolish and barbaric fellow."

"Even if your church merely ceases hostilities with us, they are very likely to vent their anger on you."

The Kizi God seemed to be quite familiar with the Green Heart God of the Natural Church.

It appeared that the Green Heart God might have once been a follower of the Mother Goddess, just like him.

However, Rogel did not pay attention to this statement.

The Gray Forest Archipelago was indeed more than he could handle right now, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so polite.

As for the Natural Church... Rogel didn't care about their thoughts at all.

Therefore, any previous verbal promise with the Natural Church could naturally not be fulfilled.

Although this was somewhat unsavory, Rogel still decided to cease hostilities with the Kizi Church.

At present, the continued existence of the Kizi God was of greater value to him and the Black Tide Secret Society.

The initial collaboration with the Natural Church was simply driven by circumstances.

If Magrela had been behind the Natural Church back then, Rogel would have targeted the Green Heart God now.

In the end, these ancient gods, whether the Kizi God or the Green Heart God, were all just the same scum in Rogel's eyes.

The struggle for Faith and territories was essentially a brutal and savage survival of the fittest.

To talk about morality in such matters was not noble, but foolish.

"Saintess."

The Kizi God called out.

"Go and handle the transfer of the Sphincter and Carmen regions with the Black Tide Secret Society."

The Saintess Kizi took a deep breath at the words, calmed herself, and stepped forward, gesturing "please" to Rogel.

"No need to trouble you, I will send someone there."

"You only need to notify your people."

"As for this Shell... it will temporarily remain here to serve as our connection with you."

Rogel said.

Then, as if remembering something, he turned to look at the Kizi God.

"By the way, since we are now in a cooperative relationship, let me give you a reminder as well."

"There is a fundamental difference between our Secret Society and your organization. Before making certain decisions, it would be best to clearly understand your position."

With that, Rogel controlled the Desire Curse Shell to leave the Kizi Holy Hall.

The Kizi God remained silent, watching him depart.

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"Fernar, remember, the most important purpose of your trip to Balahavi is to gauge the Harvest Church's attitude toward the Kizi Church and the Mother Goddess Church. Clarify their position and establish a relative communication relationship. Make sure not to cause any additional troubles..."

On the deck of a Black Tide Church ship.

Fernar recalled Teacher Tariq's instructions, took a deep breath, and calmed his emotions.

He thought back to when he was just a small-time street overlord on Scot Island, idling away his days, occasionally going out to sea with his uncle to fish, with a bit of cleverness that was never used on the right path, destining him for a life likely leading to imprisonment.

Fernar once had a childhood sweetheart neighbor, with whom he had a good relationship, and they made a childhood promise to someday see the world outside.

But… she was later deceived by a handsome believer of the Kizi Church and joined their church.

… From that day on, Fernar's pure affections turned sour.

After that event, he became very averse and disdainful of the Kizi Church's brainwashing proselytizing, often causing trouble for these annoying believers.

But deep down, though he disliked the church, he simultaneously yearned for power, as it was needed to support his dreams of exploring the seas.

Hence, Fernar spent his days muddling through this confusion and stagnation.

If no unexpected events occurred, he might have taken over his uncle's job and become an ordinary fisherman for life.

Until the Black Tide Secret Society arrived.

Thinking back, the first time he encountered the Black Tide Secret Society wasn't in the square.

When the Black Tide Secret Society attacked Scot, he had just gone to sea with his uncle, and thus, he witnessed the awe-inspiring power of the vast Black Tide.

This also emboldened Fernar to go and watch at the execution platform.

Thus, came to be who he is today.

Fernar didn't know if his choice back then was the right one; he no longer wanted to live a muddled life.

But looking at it now, the Black Tide Secret Society never restricted his freedom. Even Teacher Tariq told him that if he wanted to sail, he should go, without being forced to stay here.