Whenever others speak, they can’t help but first praise an unnamed angel they read about in the "Gospel of Heaven."

If this side effect cannot be nullified, covertly operating within the Orthodox Church becomes almost impossible.

The value of a "swindler" also diminishes greatly.

But for Byron, modifying the rules with [My Rules are Rules] to endow the swindlers with a layer of divine protection is just a trivial task.

Only when they’re truly needed can the deadliest blow be struck.

Upon returning to his main body, Byron was not complacent; instead, his face appeared somewhat somber:

"Many enemies still lie ahead of me.

In the mortal world, [Evernight Queen], Kingdom of Castilia, Saints, Pope, especially behind them are the Old Gods and their kin that are still slumbering.

Just look at those angel incarnations; once the Old Gods awaken, wouldn’t they scheme to reclaim the divinity devoured by the [Creator]?

Even if they haven’t awoken yet, there is already some Old God force that has infiltrated the Church."

The timing of the religious war proved to be much sooner than Byron anticipated. The internal conflict in Castilia dragged the West Coast Star Moon Empire into the fray, escalating the throne war into a hegemonic struggle over the Inland Sea.

Perhaps it was his pressure that forced the [Puppet King] to make a move and initiate the throne war.

But anyone with slight political acumen knows that "Ferdinand’s assassination" is just the catalyst, never the true cause of world wars.

It’s been rife with contradictions from long before.

The person capable of precisely foreseeing, driving the situation, and simultaneously detonating the entire Old Continent is the true expert.

All of this appears too coincidental.

As if someone began orchestrating this turbulent era in secret decades ago.

Especially after just hearing from Luohate about the rumor that the new doctrine encourages clergy to study the "Gospel of Heaven," the feeling becomes even stronger.

The entire Old Continent plunged into warfare, leading to the sudden deterioration of [Silver Law] in a short period.

Though I’ve gained benefits from the war, I cannot deny that this chaos hastens the arrival of the Spiral Annals.

So, which force is stirring the storm?"

Unlike when he initially grabbed hold of [Hell Painter] Leonardo’s trail, gaining insight into the bottom of the Abaddon Secret Teachings in advance.

This time, however, he knows nothing about that force, not even catching a shadow of a ghost.

As Byron ascends higher and higher, sooner or later, he’ll have to bear the flag on his shoulders.

If the clandestine conspirators can’t be caught, the "Pantheon" will sooner or later become an unpredictable bomb that could blow everyone sky-high.

At that moment, the two sisters who had been observing everything through the [Golden Triangle] suddenly kissed Byron on each cheek.

Muah! Muah!

A strand of hair on Byron’s forehead automatically stood upright.

Biubiu...

As his love energy gradually fills up, he temporarily lets go of those troubling thoughts.

It’s better to focus on the task at hand; it’s far from time to worry indiscriminately.

With a girl on each side, he gladly pulls them into his arms, planting a kiss on each of their smooth foreheads.

Catherine picks up the dressing case on the table and hands it to Violet:

"As the situation becomes increasingly tense, I propose whoever advances to the fifth order first gets to use this treasure. It’s most important to improve our strength quickly."

Their spirituality had long reached the critical point of 20 alongside Byron.

Catherine’s promotion ceremony requires saving money; the more the war rages, the richer she becomes.

Publishing the identity of Financial Street and Lady Friday when the time is right should grant the Authority of [Wealth] without issue.

Violet’s [Whale Oil Mechanic] only awaits the Zero Level Sacred Relic [Whale Oil Powered Steam Engine] and the Industrial Revolution’s mighty influence.

[Calamity Witch] needs to wait a bit more, but as long as Rhine Metal Company keeps supplying various battlefields, her ceremony continuously progresses.

Unfortunately, the fall of the Faroe Islands military port and the Bearkin have nothing to do with her as a witch; otherwise, the ceremony’s completion rate could have taken a bigger leap forward.

The sisters reached a consensus, and Byron had no objections, pulling them closer as they beamed with energy:

"Practice is essential.

I need to achieve 1% of the ’Unity of All Things’ to attempt to interfere with [Myriad Wings Angel], proactively hunting down heads during others’ Saint Descent ceremonies.

Becoming the secret organization’s behind-the-scenes big boss.

I request assistance from the two sisters!"

With their startled cries, he carried them into the bedroom with bold strides.

Summer is over a month away, yet their spring tasks remain incomplete.

He indeed needs the two sisters to use their [Divinity] side and [Beastliness] side to give him a proper lesson.

...

Nearly the same time.

Across the North Sea, a small inconspicuous boat secretly leaves port under the cover of darkness in the Earldom of Hodalan on the Eternal Night Peninsula, heading towards Hightins.