They are nightcrawlers who wander in the dark, and they are fanatical believers in their hearts. Perhaps the last failure had stimulated their self-esteem very much, but this time there was no mistake in the action, but it was better to say that it made Freya feel terrible.

The screams sounded like a baby's cry in the night, and the cries of despair mixed with terror suddenly pierced the quiet, somewhat excessive night sky, and the first step had been successful, at least for now. But don't be careless yet.,It's because of carelessness and contempt that I didn't complete the oracle of the Divine Envoy before.,This time it's even more difficult.,So it's not just the warriors who are enough to pay respect.,Even yourself have to be cautious.。

"Inspector General? What's going on!? ”

Freya, frowning, took a step back, and her gaze naturally fell on the place that was most important to the cultists right now—the place where the oracle was.

"What's the source of the sound!?"

“…… It's not clear, archbishop. However, judging from the direction, it should be the direction where the Divine Envoy is located. ”

Filily drew her sword at the first moment, but it obviously didn't have much effect. Soon, another scream similar to the previous one sounded in the same direction, and after "circling" around the night sky for a while, the surroundings returned to calm.

"It's the wailing of man...... But not like the voices of the ombudsmen. Maybe someone has infiltrated the Inquisition and wants to disadvantage the Divine Envoy, so I'll rush to it! Archbishop, you ......"

"I'm going to alert the Ombudsman elsewhere to this matter, and instead of worrying about me, you better think about why someone has infiltrated the Inquisition."

Freya ignored Filily's hesitation. Instead, they left straight in the opposite direction. That's right. The Inquisition did have some kind of "outsiders" mixed in. But the only one who wouldn't hurt was Freya herself.

After a few moments of hesitation, Filily finally chose to keep the oracle safe. No, it should be said that she could only go and protect the oracle at once, instead of staying here and continuing to talk about meaningless topics with herself, because the embodiment of faith is the right thing for a believer to do compared to an ordinary archbishop. If Filily hadn't done that, she wouldn't even be a cultist.

Filly passed the test of "faith" unexpectedly, but unfortunately she had no way to avoid the trap after that. I want to act in the court that the Ombudsman and I am very familiar with, and from the present of the Ombudsman. It would be necessary to sacrifice some people's lives in exchange for precious time. Those who were "publicly executed" in the direction of the Divine Envoy should have now completed the last part of their mission.

"God will remember you, rest in peace."

After a few seconds of silent prayer, Freya walked away in the exact opposite direction to Filily. Although the decayed old trees of the Inquisition are no longer dedicated to the gods, they still occupy the precious accommodation that should belong to the faithful, and thanks to them, the life problems of the already stressed procurators are gradually worsened.

Under the pretext of so-called "seniority", different factions gather every day and rack their brains with their unfaithless heads to think about what benefits they can still squeeze from the inquisition and from "faith". I don't think about how to lighten God's burden. On the contrary, the people who are plotting how to take back the "faith" that have already been contributed are all infidels.

Not bad, though. At least they huddled in the same place, it will be a lot easier to clean up. Let's begin, your faithful "believers", and risk your lives to fulfill the oracle!

……

The barely quiet night finally lost the last of its comfort as Freya walked briskly, and although the faint wails did confirm the progress of the situation, the part of the dead who did not participate in the ruling, but waited around the periphery of the "ruling", still alerted Freya.

"Bishop! The bait is done, but ......"

The dead man's eyes in front of him were full of anxiety, "Things are a little troublesome, because someone accidentally started too slowly, so it was discovered by some old priests, and they are now trying their best to resist." We are worried that there will be fish that will slip through the net, so we are waiting on the periphery according to your instructions. ”

"Another failure, sorry so much! Your Excellency! Another wounded believer was weeping and mourning, apparently regretting the fact that he had not fulfilled the oracle more than the scars on his body.

Ah, I really hope that those rotten trees will take a look, although the belief is wrong, but this is the real "believer".

Although it is decaying, relying on the accumulation of strength and intelligence brought by age, if those moths really cower together, the waves of conflicts between these beloved dead soldiers alone will definitely not have much effect.

And even if the decoy tactic succeeds, the time gained is actually only a fraction of the time, and if the so-called "riot" is resolved by Filily and the Inspectors who were attracted by the initial screams, then the movement will definitely be exposed immediately.

Sure enough, there is no way for anything to develop according to the best estimates? But it's not to blame these fanatics, they've done their best. So......

Let's just use some spare heat for the oracle.

"It's okay, I can't always do it, but this situation is also in my guess."

With just a wave of his hand, the wounds on the believers' bodies, large and small, were immediately healed. Freya, however, didn't give them time to thank them.

"Faithful believers, I now ask you questions on behalf of the oracle. Are you the most steadfast warriors of faith? ”

"Yes!" Softly, but firm enough, as if with a low roar of death. That's enough evidence.

"So, your faith is enough for you to have the consciousness to swing your sword at your past companions, right?"

“…… Be! ”

Hesitant, after all, no one is an emotionless dead thing, and no one will be able to answer immediately if he kills his companion who has been spending time with him in the dark. But they've done it well enough, with that kind of conviction......

"Each of you should be wearing the Ombudsman's uniform, time is running out, take off your cloak and take it with you, and ...... For the sake of faith and oracles, do what you must do! ”

……

That must be a false "faith" comparable to their own beliefs, and if these fanatical believers of their own faith believe in "gods" in faces, then they must be able to go further. It's a pity, it's a pity, the facts are the facts, and they can't be changed.

Freya, the archbishop of the Inquisition, waved his hand, and then watched as the faithful began their indifferent and merciless battle under the excited gaze of those old moths. It is only because of the needs of the oracle, just because of the difference in temporary "status", that it must be as cold and ruthless as if it were a blood feud. A moment ago, the "Inspectors" who roared away did not have a trace of confusion, as if the hesitation of the previous answer had disappeared with the words. At the next moment, the "assassins" who reacted to everything also forgot about these companions in front of them, who had become mortal enemies, and fought to the death as real "assassins".

What the archbishop needs to do is to immediately change his nervous and excited mood, and step on the blood of his subordinates to leave footprints on the way to the old priest.

Ah, please forgive yourself for being like this, Lord Divine Envoy, of course the oracle himself will complete it without complaint and at all costs. But......

It is so sad that such faithful "believers" should be sacrificed because of such ugly moths. So...... So! At least in the most splendid way to pay tribute to the souls of these dead "believers", so that they can get a hard-won ticket to heaven.

"Huhu...... I'm sorry clergy. ”

Freya kept panting, and at the same time hid the smile on the corner of her mouth and the anger in her heart, and bowed her head towards the old priests who had unlocked the barrier and wanted to accuse her.

"Help is late, everyone...... Are you okay? (To be continued......)