"Is this a prophecy?"

Karun looked at the painting and pondered for a long time.

He didn't believe that Mr. Bede would specially paint a purely symbolic painting of love for him. If that were the case, he should have given it to Piaj.

The meaning in the painting was also clear. The position of the Wall God that Linda was heading towards, the high and mighty position, had already been replaced by Piaj.

It was implied that Piaj was the next generation Wall God.

But this kind of implication had a playful meaning, and it was a bit too casual and simple. However, using "God" to play around seemed disrespectful, after all, the biggest taboo for believers was blasphemy against the gods.

Moreover, there was a hidden meaning in it. The painter who could predict the next generation Wall God... how should his position be defined?

This inevitably fell into a paradox: only the next generation Wall God could predict who the next generation Wall God would be, but he predicted someone else?

Karun looked through the window and watched the two figures carrying large and small bags walking towards the end of the street. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should have a serious expression or a relaxed smile.

"It seems that I should have less contact with the people from the Wall God Sect. Not only are they crazy themselves, but they are also good at turning others into crazies."

He rolled up the painting and put it in his pocket. Karun walked towards the front desk, and Murie happened to be standing there, ready to settle the bill.

"I'll take care of it."

Karun put his hand on Murie's shoulder.

Murie turned his head and looked at Karun, smiling, "I didn't plan to compete with you. I just came to get a few more bottles of good wine and two more packs of cigarettes."

The front desk waiter brought the cigarettes and wine. Because they were too valuable, there were seals on them that needed to be opened in front of the customers.

"Are you crazy? These can't be reimbursed." Karun jokingly scolded.

"That's why I was planning to secretly bring them in and give you a surprise when you settle the bill after eating."

The front desk waiters looked at the two of them and asked, "Do you need to break the seal, gentlemen?"

Murie pointed at Karun and said, "Ask him."

Karun nodded and said, "Break the seal."

"Alright, sir."

Karun took out the Order Voucher and asked, "Calculate the bills for both private rooms."

Murie held the cigarettes and wine and asked, "Why? Afraid that I'll continue ordering? It's already enough, no need to order anymore. I can still take half of it back and slowly smoke and drink."

"Just in passing."

"Don't worry, no one will fight with our captain to pay the bill. Everyone listens to the captain's orders, haha."

When settling the bill, Karun glanced at the bill and silently took out a few more vouchers from his pocket to make up for it.

After returning to the private room, everyone had almost finished eating. Now the main focus was on drinking, smoking, and chatting. As they chatted, they quickly moved on to the topic of future plans.

Murie suggested, "How about we pool our resources and buy a building in York City to live together? It would be more convenient for us to gather and communicate for future missions."

Karun couldn't help but think of the apartment he used to live in, Allen Apartments.

"Leave this to me to arrange."

Let Allen Manor clear out a building in that apartment complex and arrange it specifically for his subordinates to live in. This way, it would be close to his Funeral Society and convenient to deploy manpower.

"Thank you, Captain!"

"Haha, the captain is the best."

Karun smiled and nodded. With more people to help at funerals in the future, the young master of the Benda family carrying the coffin for you, the future officers of the Knights opening the way for you, and a row of real priests singing dirges for you, this grand scene would require extra vouchers.

"When our Order Whip Squad is established and everyone gathers in York City, we will be very busy. I hope everyone is mentally prepared for this.

We won't discuss the deep purpose behind this reform set by the higher-ups for now, but it is undeniable that this Order Whip Squad, formed by outstanding young people, will definitely be the star team in each region's hands.

If we do well, we will achieve better results and the road ahead will be smoother. If we don't do well, any failures under the spotlight will be magnified. So this is both pressure and motivation.

But I believe in our strength, and I believe in our quality. We are still young, and being young means unlimited possibilities.

Believe in me, believe in ourselves, the future of the Order God Sect will be ours! Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

...

The dinner lasted until 3:30 in the afternoon. After leaving the restaurant, everyone got on the carriage. No one wanted to go back so early. Of course, because Richard was not here, no one suggested going to the studio to experience the local customs.

Finally, at the suggestion of Bart and Mas, the carriage drove out of the city, but instead of heading towards the camp, it headed towards the direction of the Gate of Reincarnation.

They didn't pay much attention when they came back that day, but now they could appreciate the "ruins" of the battlefield.

The preliminary battlefield cleanup had been completed, and it was no longer possible to see any wounded, but the work of handling the bodies was far from over.

Not only were there the remains of the undead creatures, but also the remains of many priests. This part of the work was crucial and time-consuming.

Of course, it wasn't about respecting the bodies, but rather "recycling and reusing" them.Almost every church has regulations for the recovery of the bodies of their priests. Different levels of strength, different routes, and different degrees of damage have different requirements for the recovery of priest bodies.

When the carriage came, what they saw was a group of reincarnation believers carrying and organizing the bodies.

Everyone in the carriage observed their surroundings with a "sightseeing" mentality. Even Aisley and Blanche, the two girls, did not shed any tears. Instead, they found it very interesting.

"I didn't see so many dead bodies when I came back that day," Murry said.

Bart reminded, "This doesn't include the bodies that couldn't be preserved and those that have already been recovered. The actual death toll will be even higher."

Mas said, "We also need to consider the injured. This is a war of different levels, and the injured are likely to be contaminated both physically and mentally."

Karun spoke up, "If you want to know the specific data, you can ask Captain Groven when we get back. They should have more accurate statistics."

The extent of the losses suffered by the Reincarnation Church this time is the most concerning issue for other churches.

"Hey!"

Someone outside shouted at the carriage.

Karun stuck his head out and saw Lango.

"Stop."

The carriage stopped, Karun got off, and Lango walked over, smiling and asking, "What, here to watch the excitement?"

"No, I came to pay my respects to the battlefield."

"No need to be hypocritical. If the Order had encountered the same thing, I guess I couldn't help but go and see the scene of Order priests' bodies everywhere."

"Then you probably won't be able to see it. Our Order Church has a fast body recovery speed."

"Well, hahaha." Lango laughed loudly, "You can't hear these dark jokes between churches if you stay inside the gate for too long."

"I'm not lying to you. Although I am not saddened by the casualties of the Reincarnation Church, I also have no interest in defaming or mocking. I respect everyone who dares to fight when facing the gods, well, including undead creatures."

"I understand what you mean, but I can also sense the danger in your words. What have you compared the gods to?"

"Except for our own gods, all other gods are the targets we are prepared to fight against, right?"

"You're looking for trouble."

"Yes, I am."

"Actually, the world inside the gate is pretty good. This time was an accident."

"Then why did you come out?"

"I don't know. I didn't expect it myself. The place I've always wanted to escape from, I started to miss it as soon as I escaped."

Karun pointed to the distant Gate of Reincarnation and said, "The gate is still open. You can think of a way to go back."

"The gate has the ability to distinguish souls entering and leaving. If you want to break the rules, you will pay a great price, unless you are powerful enough to distort the rules.

By the way, I just received news that the Order Church has requested an increase in the number of young people sent to the Order Church for learning and exchange. You Order Church really know how to take advantage of the situation."

"I think this reflects a kind of human care. Even when the Reincarnation Church is severely damaged, you can still help us train young people enthusiastically. This is a symbol of trust, mutual assistance, and lasting friendship within the church circle."

"Have you memorized all those empty words at the beginning of the official letter?"

"Hehe, what's wrong with that? Your young people come to study without charging any fees, and they might even receive allowances. The amount of the allowance might make many Order priests jealous."

"Love without paying a price. The more you give now, the more you want to earn in the future. But, I plan to go to the Order Church for learning and exchange."

"I think it will be difficult for you to blend in. Even if you manage to get in, you will be 'specially' arranged."

"That's not a problem. I still have the original owner of this body with me. I can use him when the time comes. I thought you would invite me. I read the public letter recently issued by your Order Church. This group of young people, including those selected, will form the Order Whip Squad."

"I'm not that familiar with you."

"But I think I can make use of it, right?"

"No, you're not suitable."

"Why?"

"If you're there, I won't be able to receive high-cost-effective tasks."

"Okay, but I think we will meet again in the future. I'm very interested in you."

"Because of Peide?"

"No, because... hehe, do you know, the first time we met, the altar where you were standing, the central altar of the church, there shouldn't be an external teleportation point in the world inside the gate. So, where did you come from?"

"Do I need to explain this to you? I don't think it's necessary. It's true that the Gate of Reincarnation is controlled by your Reincarnation Church, but the Reincarnation Church only controls one entrance and exit.

I think you should be more concerned about the relationship between the Reincarnation Church outside the gate and the Reincarnation Church inside the gate. I'm more curious about how you define your own identity."

"I'm too lazy to bother with these things."

Karun pointed to the carriage and said, "The memorial event is over. I have to go back."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

...The journey back was smooth. They first took a boat to a transit island. However, unlike when they arrived, the number of Order Knights on the island had increased nearly tenfold, and there were always falcon knights circling above the outer sea.

According to Captain Groven's introduction, this was the result of the withdrawal. Two days before Rierlsa left, half of a knight order had already gathered on the island.

Originally, the Order of the Gods intended to join forces with other orthodox churches to help the Reincarnation Church resolve this matter. However, because the one who ultimately emerged was the Sealed God Rierlsa, a god personally sealed by the God of Order in history, the Order of the Gods terminated the joint assistance on this basis. As a result, the Reincarnation Church was left alone to face the revival of the Sealed God.

Before entering the teleportation array, Captain Groven gave everyone a souvenir, 12 Order Throne figurines.

He personally made them from a bone staff he stole from a bone dragon on the battlefield.

After expressing their gratitude to each other, the teleportation array was activated. After a bumpy ride, they returned to the Dingge District Teleportation Array Building.

If he had the choice, Karun really wanted to take the teleportation array back to York City right now. However, the flow of events would not allow him to do so casually, and he did not have the qualifications to refuse the torment from the process.

What awaited them were inquiries from three related departments, which lasted the whole day.

Karun and Muri, as guides, had an additional evening session.

They were truly exhausted, but fortunately, they could sense that the higher-ups were just going through the motions and did not have any suspicions or intentions to dig deeper.

They were arranged to stay at the "Zeliya" Hotel, named after the first female high priest in the history of the Order of the Gods.

Staying at this hotel meant that there would be various commendation ceremonies and banquets to follow.

Sure enough, for the next three days, there were three banquets held each day.

If it was just a feast, it would be fine. But unfortunately, their roles were not just feasters; they were more like bride and groom. It was like having three weddings every day. After going through all this, everyone was almost drained of energy.

"Ah, I even have a fake smile on my face when I go to sleep now." Muri rubbed the corners of his mouth and said.

Bart glanced at him and said, "I smile when I exert force in the bathroom."

"Please, can you two stop being so disgusting? I'm eating!" Eslie scooped up a piece of cake with a spoon and put it in her mouth, smiling gracefully as she chewed.

The room bell rang, indicating room service.

Wentura immediately got up and brought back the wine and cigarettes, putting them all in his newly purchased large suitcase.

Muri reminded him, "Wentura, you should order one for my room too."

Wentura replied, "I already did. The cigarettes and wine they send to this hotel are even more expensive."

Karun, who had just taken a bath and put on his new divine robe, walked out and asked, "Is there a banquet tonight?"

Bart asked in confusion, "Can there be another banquet? Even the Knight Order of the Dingge District has hosted us."

Mast reminded them, "Not only the representative office of the Knight Order, but also the Retired Soldiers Association of the Dingge District Knight Order has invited us. They even obtained the approval from above."

The room door opened, and Blanch walked in, saying, "Captain, I just received a notification that there will be another banquet tonight."

"Ah!"

Everyone slumped on the sofa or carpet.

Karun picked up the ice water on the table and asked, "Which one is it?"

"The Order's Whip."

...

The banquet was held in the banquet hall on the 7th floor of the Zeliya Hotel.

Although they had been tormented, everyone carefully tidied up their attire and adjusted their mental state before the banquet started. They lined up in the aisle outside the banquet hall ten minutes before the start of the banquet, as long as there was enough incentive, even young people who hated socializing and formalism could immediately transform into social butterflies.

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After all, their next stop was the Order's Whip.

Led by the emcee, they entered the venue. The first to arrive were the heads of various departments of the Order's Whip in the Dingge District, followed by the heads of the entire Order's Whip system. Because the Dingge District was the "capital district," the highest department of the Order's Whip was also located here.

First, the leaders of each department gave speeches. When they were done, Karun and Muri, as representatives, stepped forward to speak. They all started with affirming the leaders' nonsense, then summarized the leaders' nonsense, and finally reiterated that they would use the leaders' nonsense as a guide to do their future work well.

During the conversation with the department bosses, Karun received a letter from the Personnel Department Director of the Order's Whip Headquarters. With this letter, Karun could directly go to the Registration Office of the Order's Whip Management Department in this district after returning to York City, and then go through a process at the Academic Building. His Order's Whip squad would be officially established.

This letter was the biggest gain for Karun at tonight's banquet. It not only saved him time running through the process but more importantly, it allowed him to complete the personnel registration in the Order's Whip in the first place.

With this letter, he could transfer personnel in the name of the Order's Whip Headquarters. The family and department relationships of other team members present could be ignored, and their positions could be directly transferred. It could also avoid the trouble of others in the district trying to squeeze their people into his team after they returned.Murie also received a public letter, but out of respect for the director, he did not pass it on to Pascio and the others.

Just as the banquet was about to end tonight, a man rushed in to deliver a message. Suddenly, Karun noticed a shift in the atmosphere of the entire venue. Those bigwigs of the Order Whip System, who were previously laughing and joking, began to tidy up their appearances and consciously arrange their positions.

Finally, a man with half-white hair walked in, and the atmosphere of the banquet hall instantly fell into an absolute suppression.

Karun noticed that the man's eyes were blue, not the soft kind of blue, but more like the indifference one would have when facing a corpse.

Everyone present bowed to him:

"Greetings, Whip Holder."

The highest-ranking existence in the Order Whip System, the Whip Holder - Fuden. Airod.

Fuden walked up to Karun and the others, and all the team members bowed to the Whip Holder again.

"I'm sorry I'm late, but I guess before I arrived, they must have been spouting a lot of nonsense in front of you, right?"

After Fuden finished this sentence, all the bigwigs of the Order Whip System present laughed in unison, even if they were laughing at themselves.

"I hope that one day, the ones standing here spouting nonsense will be you.

You will be free tomorrow, you can enjoy your holiday, so I won't say much tonight, I only have one piece of advice for you."

Then, Fuden took a half step back, raised his right fist, placed it on his left chest, and shouted:

"Hold the whip!"

Karun and the others all made the same gesture and said in unison:

"For the order!"

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More to come tonight.

(End of this chapter)