Chapter 385: The Royal Holy Spirit

“Donald is right. Even if we lose, both the royal family and our clan can find other forces on the continent willing to help us. After all, neither the Church of the Gods nor the royal families and noble houses of various countries want to see the mighty Church of the Three Glorious Gods continue to grow stronger!”
As the next head of the Ansel family, Ferdinand had an understanding of the continental situation that was no worse than that of the heads of other noble families and royal houses. His analysis was precisely what Donald had mentioned as crucial.
To reassure Duri and the royal family he represented, Donald also revealed some of his own cards.
“To be honest with you! Including myself, I already have four legendary warriors under my command. If the Church of the Three Glorious Gods doesn’t raise its elite fighters to the level of demigods, I can guarantee that these four of us, going all out, will surely win. Even if they send fewer than two demigod-level fighters, we still have a chance to fight!”
“It’s a pity that Amps can’t participate in this war due to his status, lest the enemy use it as an excuse to damage our reputation. Otherwise, just the demigod demons alone would be enough to keep the Church of the Three Gods busy!”
Hearing Donald’s assurances, Duri and Ferdinand were both happy and shocked.
Although they knew somewhat about Donald’s forces, they never expected that in such a short time, he would have gained another legendary warrior. They felt a hint of envy—why hadn’t those legendary warriors joined them instead?
“If Donald can bring such powerful forces into play, our chances of winning are at least 60% or more. The only concern is the demigod-level fighters the enemy might deploy. I don’t think that, even if we gain the upper hand in this war, the Church of the Three Glorious Gods, especially the Church of the God of Dawn, with its domineering attitude, will simply accept defeat without bringing in even stronger forces!”
Duri nodded and said, “Ferdinand has hit on what I’m worried about. Although our Celt clan possesses strength comparable to that of demigods, we’re not true demigods after all. We face many restrictions in both combat and actions. As for legends, aside from Donald, we can at most gather two more. Overall, we’re still at a disadvantage in terms of high-level strength!”

Donald was a bit confused. Before he could ask, Duri took the initiative to explain, “This is a critical moment, and there’s no need for too many concerns. It’s not really a secret anyway. With your abilities, Donald, you’ll eventually find out anyway, so I’m telling you now—no one will object!”
Donald had always been curious about the powerful elite in Celt, so he listened patiently to Duri’s explanation.
“The most powerful force in our kingdom is beyond the understanding of ordinary people. Only the leaders of various nations, as well as those at the level of gods and demigods, know the truth! Those who have reached the level of demigods and have been guarding the land of Celt are the ancestors of our royal family—the great King Celt I!”
Upon hearing this, Donald was deeply shocked and immediately had a guess.
“Could it be the Holy Spirit?”
Duri looked at Donald in disbelief before answering, “Exactly! Donald, you guessed it! Our ancestor chose to become the Holy Spirit after his death to protect the safety of the royal family and the kingdom!”
With this, all the mysteries Donald had known before became clear.
No wonder he had never heard of any demigod warriors in his own country even after becoming a legendary warrior, and Vincent and Ferdinand had been very secretive about this.
Donald also didn’t expect that someone from the Celt family, who had always been opposed to the orthodox branches of the God’s Church, would choose to become a Holy Spirit—something similar to a deity, with faith as its source of power.
Compared to the gods, who are restricted by the rules of the main world and the beliefs of their followers, Holy Spirits face even greater limitations. Unless they become true gods, even Holy Spirits cannot be immortal and will eventually fall, though this process might take longer than some people live—dozens of lifetimes!
Duri continued, “The two legendary warriors our royal family can field are one who is worshipped by our family, and the other is the Holy Spirit created by the great King Celt VII. Plus, after Uncle Vincent was promoted, Ferdinand’s family also has two legends. This is the strength Celt can show to the outside world! Now, with you, Donald, and three other powerful warriors added, it’s even more!”
“Is that so…”
After hearing the second prince’s words, Donald had a bold idea, his eyes shining with depth and brightness.
But he didn’t reveal to Ferdinand and the others what he had in mind—those things were beyond their control!
“You must have come today because the situation on the front lines is getting tense, right?”
“Exactly!”

Duri also did not hide anything and gave a general overview of the situation in the southwest.
“If we had no external support, we might be able to defeat the mixed forces of mercenaries, bandits, and other local groups gathered by Andrew. But with the backing of the Church of the Three Radiant Gods, our kingdom’s military will surely suffer heavy losses. That’s why I’ve come to ask for your aid—hoping we can work together to completely cripple Andrew’s forces and deprive the Church of its leverage!”
“There’s no problem. Dalaran is protected by the elves, and my army can be deployed at any time. Though it numbers less than five hundred, they are all elite! Additionally, the Night Knights stationed in the territory of the Sirens can also be called in. With the mage towers there for protection, safety isn’t a concern!”
Duri was overjoyed upon hearing this.
“I originally planned to involve the Mage Association as well, but those old fools have disappointed me greatly. If it weren’t for our lack of strength, I would have driven out those increasingly greedy guys long ago!”
Ferdinand spoke disdainfully, “Don’t worry about the people from the Mage Association. As Celts, they have no sense of duty to defend the kingdom. Once this matter is settled, the kingdom can take action against them. By then, the contracts signed back then will likely need to be revised!”
“Ferdinand is right. The Mage Association is just a minor issue. For the Celt Kingdom, they’re like an skin condition—unpleasant to look at but curable at any time. The Church of the Three Radiant Gods, on the other hand, is the real incurable disease. Once the cause takes root, it becomes extremely difficult to eradicate, and even with the best treatment plan, curing it might cost half a life!”
“That’s why we must eliminate this threat before the cause takes hold!”
The three most outstanding young men of the Celt Kingdom exchanged glances, their eyes filled with determination.