Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 1012 - 1012 581 Sir we can plant now

?Chapter 1012: Chapter 581: Sir, we can plant now Chapter 1012: Chapter 581: Sir, we can plant now Gust and Arambrough hurried back from the front lines as quickly as possible to meet with Grand Priest Kent, but the meeting was anything but pleasant.

“The temple has finally revived, and now you want to control the flow of people? Do you realize what you’re doing? You’re restricting the Undead God, restricting the Undead Temple, do you want to become an enemy of the Undead Temple?! Are you a spy sent by the Church of Light?”

“Great, now I know why the temple hasn’t been able to develop over so many years, it’s because of too many people like you holding it back. No, today you must give me an explanation, otherwise I will tell all the faithful that the Council of the Undead wants to stop everyone from serving the Undead God. Everyone will take up arms and tear down this damned council mountain!”

Kent cursed furiously, indignant and self-righteous, with spit flying everywhere. Since he was Undead, to express his emotions, he even conjured some effects of spittle, spraying Gust all over his face and head.

The timing was too perfect. Seeing how professionally Anthony operated, Kent began to doubt himself, wondering if it was because of him that the temple had declined, feeling unsettled with no place to vent.

What luck, Gust barged in speaking of controlling traffic, saying the Resting Plains were too close to the Eye of Eternal Silence, that it was the Monarch’s Land of Slumber, and having too many people around made it hard to manage.

Pah! Anthony whispered behind him, and Kent immediately reacted, surely, it was those from the Council of the Undead, always controlling this and that, making it inconvenient for the faithful to come and worship. That’s why the Undead Temple had declined. Yes, that had to be it.

Eager to find someone to blame, when Gust appeared, how could he calm down?

Although it was Anthony who reminded him, the more Kent thought about it, the more it made sense. There had been no shortage of such control measures in the past, and it was difficult for the faithful to migrate and travel within the range of death, forcing him to make the decision to ‘wander the temple,’ even holding the Undead Holy Fire festival in another place.

So, the decline of the temple was certainly due to Gust’s excessive control measures and had nothing to do with his own amateurish level of spreading glory.

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