"So, his name's Peddler?" Invaderon muttered in surprise as he stared at his Apostle, "What happened to the army you sent his way?"
"They were defeated." The Apostle bowed in response, "The unscrupulous merchants are rapidly accumulating strength. They are selling some of their assets to regional Deities to buy a portion of their faith."
"Have you narrowed their base?" Invaderon asked next.
"I found it, Your Lordship!" Nefear landed on the ground and spoke in joy, "They have strong defences. I couldn't breach it by myself. To conserve my troops, I ordered a retreat and came to inform you."
"Essencer has become their guard dog."
"So that happened in the end. Damn Essencer. He's just too weak." Invaderon snorted in disdain, "Seems he got overconfident in the end just because he could steal and store the faith of other Deities and devils."
