Throne of Magical Arcana
"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
"Who Am I"
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
On the debate stage in front of the Temple of War, the other priests had all fallen into silence after hearing Lucien's speech.
Lucien looked around in his plain white robe and then said to Nena peacefully, "respected Lady Nena, shall the results of the debate be announced now? It seems that no one else wants to continue anymore."
Nena was a bit startled by Lucien's question. She took a cold glance at Lucien and turned to the priests, "do you all agree?"
Nob was about to oppose, but he could not find a single reason. The only words coming up in his mind were those just said by Lucien.
His brain had stopped working. Without the guidance of the brain, his mouth had given out the words, "A… Agree…"
Depressed, the priests of the God of Love and the God of Wisdom who had lost in the first round also agreed.
After a short hesitation, the other priests agreed as well — There would be three winners today, so they still got a chance.