When Kuboert and his group rushed over, the first thing they saw was the Mage Lynch resting against the wall. If Lynch hadn't stopped them, the three, tormented by psychic attacks, might have foolishly launched an attack on him.

"Zilvra, how did you get so seriously injured?" Lynch hurriedly took out a few bottles of white potions from the Spatial Bag but then glanced at the Light Priest Kuboert standing by. "I forgot, there's an even better healer here. Since we don't need to fight anymore, maybe you could heal a few of us."

Kuboert ignored Lynch and went to check on the unconscious archbishop. Though he was in a coma, the archbishop's breathing was still fairly stable, indicating he wasn't in immediate danger. However, the flesh on his hand had completely festered, making it difficult even with Divine Arts to restore it to its former state.

"How strange, why would he use Spiritual Power?" Kuboert seemed to intentionally ignore Lynch's presence, muttering to himself while healing the other two. Watching the pure white glow of the Divine Arts, yet never as quick and miraculous as before, Kuboert couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Lynch waited for a long time without the priest coming to heal him. 'Do you think only you suffered from Spiritual Power, and I'm always unscathed?'

Kuboert walked over, glared harshly at Lynch before wiping the sweat from his forehead and began to cast a healing spell. Although it was just a simple spell, the mage felt every inch of his body become relaxed and comfortable, the wounds from Intelligence Whip and Soul Surgery healing rapidly.

"That Black Dragon outside is your handiwork too, isn't it?" Kuboert dispelled the Holy Light from his hands and immediately said, "What is it you want, tearing Pate City apart before it stops?"

Zilvra secretly smiled behind the priest's back, then gently turned the statue on her ring. A reluctant dragon roar sounded outside, but the black beast, knowing its playtime was finally over, soon returned to its cage, and the magic power of the ring instantly grew stronger.

Lynch, however, let out a long breath and smiled at Kuboert, "I thought you looked upset because I'd done something unforgivable. Rest assured, the Mage Association will assist in rebuilding Holy Pate. But can't that matter wait until after the war?"

"I can't make decisions about the reconstruction; only the archbishop has the final say." Kuboert glanced at the spy lying on the ground. "But you've beaten the archbishop to this state; I wonder to what extent the temple and the Knights will fall into chaos. God of Light, why do you test our mortal faith with such predicaments time and again?"

"I don't think this is something hard to resolve." A head with a cunning smile poked out from behind Zilvra. Given the True Path Sect's dominance on the Anriel Continent, other organizations like the Pate Temple were unwilling to sincerely meet with their leaders or, let alone, join hands in cooperation. Felps said, "We can find you a new archbishop, surely better than this one!"

"What nonsense is that!" Kuboert was genuinely angry. He could accept the consecutive defeats in the war against the Snake-men, he could accept the temple's suppression and resistance against Wislin, and he could even reluctantly accept the archbishop being a Snake-man's spy. But allowing a Wanderer—granted, that's a polite term—a Thief to choose the Light Temple's archbishop was absolutely unacceptable.

Lynch hurriedly grabbed Kuboert's arm, displaying a wry smile. It was only then the mage realized the person he had knocked out with brute force was the Supreme Leader of Holy Pate.

Littlefinger saw Kuboert was truly angry and quickly hid behind Zilvra again. He was well aware of the formidable power of this Dark Elf woman and hence regarded her as the most effective shield.

"Don't get excited, Kuboert, what Littlefinger said is indeed a feasible plan." Lynch tried to keep his voice calm and gentle. After all, proposing a conspiracy against the Temple to a devout follower of the Light was always a challenging task. Lynch said, "Would you rather see the Temple descend into chaos now, or let it hold out until after the Snake-men War victory? You must understand, by that time, no trouble could cause the Temple's collapse—but not now! Absolutely not now!"

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