From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

In the narrow dark alleys of Fein City, moonlight filtered through the stained walls, casting a hazy silver glow, while the air was filled with the scent of damp earth and faint sounds of bustle from the distant streets.

At the end of the alley, two figures met stealthily in the dim light.

One of them was tall, dressed in a black trench coat with the brim of his hat pulled low, covering half his face and leaving only a pair of sharp eyes twinkling in the night, revealing an aura of utter coldness.

That was the Chief of Police for Fein City, a Daybreaker of the Dawn Church named Mormir.

The other, a thin man in a dark jacket with hands in pockets, stood in the shadows. His eyes betrayed a mix of tension and anticipation. He looked around nervously, alert to any movement nearby.

The distance between the two was neither too close nor too far, just enough to maintain a relatively safe range.

Chief Mormir in the trench coat took an envelope and several Gold Coins from his pocket and pushed them gently forward; the slender man nervously reached out, nodding slightly.

Finally making up his mind, the slender man snatched the envelope, quickly shoved it into his jacket, a flash of smugness crossing his face before reverting to a tense expression.

Chief Mormir in the trench coat merely nodded slightly, satisfied with the outcome of the transaction.

"Go to Black Gold City in Ahornblatt Province and deliver this letter to the editor-in-chief of the 'Sincerity Newspaper' there. They'll know what to do with it," he said.

A breeze swept by, causing the streetlight at the entrance of the alley to flicker briefly, casting intersecting shadows of the two men.

In a brief flash of light, they exchanged glances, and the deal was silently concluded in the dark, leaving behind two figures that slowly walked away and an empty, quiet alley.

By now, Mormir had joined the Black Tide.

Black Tide.

It was an intelligence organization created by Darren, and one of the external organizations belonging to the Fischer family and Dawn Church, taking in numerous illegal extraordinaries. Although its outward slogan was to gather intelligence for profit, in reality, like Aldrich's "Black Eyes," it was a familial intelligence service.

The many illegal extraordinaries within Black Tide believed that the "Tide Master" was just an old dog, unaware that the true mastermind behind it was Darren Fischer.

After communicating with Darren, Mormir decided to join Black Tide and assist Darren.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The first thing he did after joining Black Tide was to spread rumors.

Darren had many dirty secrets deep inside, especially when dealing with enemies, one cunning plot after another would secretly emerge.

He knew very well that the most despicable bastard in the Fischer family was himself!

A month later, many rumors spread across cities in the northern provinces of Cyart, alleging that the "Wrathful Angel" of the Jones family and the "Wasteland Beast" of the Frosac family had already chosen sides, deciding with the Romann and Fischer families.

Furthermore, these four noble families were rumored to soon join forces to head south and eradicate the evil cultists manipulating the Adley Royal Family!

These half-true, half-false rumors were propagated by Black Tide and the Dagger Brotherhood. Despite the two families' continuous neutrality and wait-and-see attitude, many people in the northern provinces of Cyart were persuaded that the four families were truly uniting.

Other rumors had convinced a great number of True Gods Church followers that the mainstream Salvation Church and Tempest Church in Cyart would support the Fischer and Romann families.

In fact, the stance of the churches at this time was critical.

If both the Tempest Church and Salvation Church sided with any party, it would grant that side a tremendous advantage, with public opinion swiftly tilting completely in their favor.

However, the Tempest Church and Salvation Church had completely differing viewpoints.

Bishop Zane of the Tempest Church and others had decided to accept the proposition of the Romann and Fischer families to go to the Cyart Royal Capital to investigate the causes and consequences firsthand.

On the other hand, the Salvation Church declared they had significant evidence of the Romann family's collusion with heretics, insisting they must be eradicated immediately, along with the Fischer family.

In reality, the Fischer family and the other noble families were all well aware that each one of their "Extraordinary nobility" families had its own dirty secrets.

Beyond that, there was another, more important matter.

The True Gods Churches of today were no longer the "Hand of God"; they had become ... secular forces with their own wills and interests!

Gradually, the people of Ahornblatt Province, East Coast Province, and Emerald Lake Province came to believe the statements of the Romann and Fischer families.

On the contrary, the people of Glenborough Province and Elphinia Province steadfastly believed the Royal Family's statement and considered the Romann and Fischer families to be traitors.

As with most wars, both sides involved tend to believe they are the just party.

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Nasir City's Municipal Square.

Many citizens gathered here, packing the square to the point where not a drop could trickle through, every gaze converged on a platform in the center, towering over a dozen meters high.

In the golden light of dawn, Byrne's figure stood erect on the high dais of the Municipal Square, his black hair fluttering in the breeze, a determined light sparkling in his eyes.

Countless looks of adoration and respect cast upon him, he simply took a deep breath and began his final speech before the war.

"People of Cyart, warriors of Fischer, today we stand here not for the sake of hollow honor, nor for the temptation of wealth and silver. We are here for the glory of our family, for the land we've toiled upon, for our kin and brethren, and also for the gods we revere!"

Byrne's voice was loud and penetrating, as if it could pierce through the clouds and reach the deepest recesses of every citizen's heart in Nasir City.

"The gods have granted us everything, and we must defend the glory of the gods. Those heretics who go against the gods must be utterly destroyed!"

His voice gradually became more impassioned, like a flame burning in his chest:

"Our enemies are greedy and cruel, they are ready to trample our lands, insult our families, and destroy our dignity!"

"They think with their mighty military power and boundless ambition that they can make us submit, but Fischer will tell you, we will never submit! The bones of the Fischer family are harder than the hardest metal, and our inner will is fiercer than the storms at sea!"

He suddenly drew a decorative longsword from his waist, its blade glittering dazzlingly in the sunlight:

"Today, the people of the East Coast will take up their weapons to defend our homeland, to defend our dignity, and for the glory of the gods. The Fischer family will lead you with courage and wisdom, driving out all invading enemies from this precious land, letting them know the just people of Cyart are invincible!"

His gaze swept across the face of every Cyart person as if he could see through everyone's soul:

"I know some of you feel afraid, some of you are confused!"

"But I tell you, fear is the excuse of the weak, confusion marks the beginning of failure. As Cyart people, you must learn to use courage to dispel fear, and belief in the gods to disperse all confusion!"

"Because we are warriors, we are the sole guardians of this land!"

Byrne's voice was filled with power:

"Remember, every charge you make is for your own family. The strength of Cyart people will never cease, it will continue, all for the land we live on and the family we hold dear."

He took a deep breath and then shouted loudly, "Now, let us launch the fiercest attack on the evil cultists in the name of the people of Cyart, with the honor of warriors! For our homes, for our loved ones, for the glory of the gods, march towards the Cyart Royal Capital! Save the Cyart Royal Family! Expel the evil cultists! For the glory of the gods!"

"Save the Cyart Royal Family! Expel the evil cultists! For the glory of the gods."

As his cry fell, the people in the Municipal Square echoed in unison, their voices thunderous.

Their eyes flickered with unwavering resolution, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory. At this moment, the citizens of Nasir were the guardians of this land!

Once the pre-war speech had concluded, Byrne, who had just stepped down from the platform, was quickly informed by Theo, the old butler.

"His Excellency Byrne, the Adley Royal Family has already assembled their troops, heading towards the East Coast Province!"

"The other great families that have assembled troops heading for the East Coast Province, responding to the Royal Family's call, include 'Fog Wayfarer' Abernathy family, 'Flaming Blood Proud Dragon' Castleton family, 'Ruins Song Spirit' Middell family!"

"Hmm, it's finally starting," Byrne nodded calmly, everything was still within expectation.

With the situation unclear, the more cards in hand the better; he began to seriously consider the proposal given by the president.