"My name is Sun"

    "I don''t really need that since I know it''s fake"

    "I think your answer should be your name right? You don''t want to address each using hey or you, right?"

    "Fine, call me Avis"

    The woman''s brutal remarks left the Apollo speechless, even when he tried to act kindly she would immediately do something to rebuke him.

    "She is feisty and fierce"

    [It''s because she is already taking a high gamble talking to you so you have to understand her]

    Jeremiah reasoned though Apollo''s attention suddenly shifted to the accumulating crowd behind the woman.

    "That is one hell of a party" he mumbled though he noticed that their gazes were pinned on him.

    "That is not looking good" he could read their eyes and could tell because of his actions they view him as a hero.

    "Sir thank you"

    One of the seemingly looking slaves said while his body was weakly leaning on his brother''s shoulder.

    "Thank you for saving us"

    "We know what you did!"

    "Thank you not only did you kill the marquis you also broke every lock in his manor"

    Apollo never expected to hear gratitude from strangers he had safe, he thought that they would fear him instead of feeling thankful for what he did.

    "There is nothing for you to thank you, you may go back to your homes" Apollo said urging them to go on their way.

    His words made all the people look at each other.

    "Sir, if it wasn''t too much can you help us one last time"

    One of the older prisoners said though it seems he was a bit afraid to speak.

    "We are actually residents of distant villages here in Avarice, one day the people of the marquis came and started kidnapping everyone. He took everyone from the young to the elderly. Children, women and the old were sold into slavery, while those with good builds were put on a fight in the arena"

    "Sir, we don''t have a place to stay, we no longer have homes, and we can''t ask for the king''s help since he assists the marquis in expanding his business"

    "Yes...that''s true! We saw him before....he was walking through our cages as if we were some animals he likes to buy!"

    "Mister mage if it isn''t too much can we ask you to help us, at least we want to report this to the emperor"

    Apollo felt like there was more to it but didn''t dare to pry.

    "Alright let''s do this, let''s make a contract"

    A deal was forged while a plan was created in order to draw the people from the church. Apollo has a rough idea where the recruitment could take place so all he needs to do is take advantage of it.

    At the same time, the other Apollo had been fighting in the eastern part of the continent. He had joined the subjugation army in order to eliminate a horde of demonic beasts that already devoured a massive area of a forest. Many magical beasts were either corrupted or eaten by the demons and even the trees and land were drained of life.

    "Jeremiah tell me how much you need for the system and skill upgrade"

    [Creator we at least need stat points scaling up to 700,000]

    "Ugh, just how long do I have to kill"

    [Patience Creator we will get there]

    A sigh escaped from his lips while lifting his blade to kill. In the span of weeks, this event happened to seven more Apollo, they either searched the area for any trace or tried to be bait to become a new recruit.

    Finally, he was able to gather the needed points and upgrade the system and also his skills.

    So as he divided the workload among his multiple bodies, he then started using his authority to see the time when the meet-up between the bishops and members of the revolutionary church happened.

    "Alright let''s do this" Apollo declared as he prepared an ancient spell to assist him to control the authority.

    "Jeremiah make sure to lock the space using the authority of space, we can''t let anyone disturb or even spy on me"

    [On it Creator]

    This Apollo''s current location is a forest. Strangely the place was bathed in the soft light of the setting sun, the golden rays slowly touched the boy''s body as if comforting him. The leaves rustled gently in the breeze, and the air was filled with the scent of pine and earth. It seemed like this place was uniquely made for a gathering spot.

    Apollo drew his breath and within the quiet forest everything seemed to stand still, his eyes closed as he concentrated.

    "Jeremiah"

    [Yes Creator!]

    A spell came to his mind then an incantation flowed out of his lips as the authority swallowed the area.

    As the magic and authority took hold, the forest around him began to waver and blur. The vibrant greens and earthy browns of the present day melted away, replaced by the grey tones of an earlier time. The scene solidified, revealing the forest as it had been months ago.

    Apollo remained calm and manipulated the authority to do his bidding.

    As the scene solidified his eyes stared at the scene before him. The once-empty forest was now bustling with activity. A small group of figures came, their clothing reflecting their identity not to be noticed. They were gathered around a stone altar at the center of the forest.

    Apollo never anticipated there was an altar there, though it seemed that this altar was used to hide their identity and anything that would transpire there. The scene continues to unfold and Apollo observes in silence.

    The details of the meeting became clearer as he focused. The figures, their serious face and intent, Apollo heard their voices rising and falling in excitement, their topic is how they will take the five children of Gods, Apollo''s friends. Their happy chattering made the boy angry but still, he continued to listen.

    The meeting lasted only a few hours before the figures began to disperse, leaving the altar surrounded by an aura of vigilance. It seems they want to keep things as hidden as possible. Apollo watched as the last of them departed, the scene gradually fading back to the present as the magic of his spell began to weaken.No?v(el)B\\jnn