Lord Beaumel sat quietly, trying to pretend that he was some kind of ornament in the room itself, while the Ruler of the Empire sat across from him, with a calm smile on his face that he could not fathom, and he heard the voice of the other man: "Is the Wanderer his own name, or the name you have given him?"

"Aside from displaying great psychic powers and revealing those 'memory fragments', does he have any inhuman qualities?

"Have you ever approached him head-on?"

Lord Beaumel licked his slightly dry lips and answered Rosetta Augustus's question honestly, but there was still not much he could answer accurately after all—as a religious who had been seduced by knowledge and converted, he was not of a high rank among the Eternal Sleepers, and in that strict and mysterious sect, secular status did not fully translate into status in the Order, or rather, the benefits of a mere "Lord" were not enough for him to climb to the middle level within the Eternal Sleepers, and a cultist like him was right" Extraterritorial loiters" are limited to a small amount of publicly available information.

In fact, it wasn't until the order for the Great Evacuation came down that he knew that the Extraterritorial Wanderers had infiltrated the psychic network.

After the lord poured out all the information in his stomach, Rosetta Augustus nodded slightly: "Yes, Beaumel, you have made the right choice. ”

Beaumar hurriedly lowered his head: "Yes...... Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"But I'm still curious as to why you're coming here to snitch," Rosetta asked, looking at Beaumal and seemingly casually, "you obviously know the stakes involved, and even without considering the Order's reckoning with the rebels, the fact that you, a Typhon nobleman, have fallen into the Dark Sect is a great sin in itself, and yet you came and confessed it to me, why?" ”

Lord Beaumel raised his head and struggled to meet Rosetta Augustus' calm gaze, and he opened his mouth a few times before he finally had the courage to organize the words: "Your Majesty, I joined the Sleepers only for the sake of secret knowledge, but I never thought of betraying you for this - I know that what I say now is not convincing, but if I have to choose between an unspeakable demon god and an empire, I still wish I could die on Typhon's side......"

Lord Beaumal spoke, his heart filled with bitterness - many years ago, when he first came into contact with the mystical knowledge of the Eternal Sleepers and mastered the powerful power of the mind, he never imagined that he would sink so deep into this darkness, there is more than one hidden sect in this world, there are too many unseen groups of transcendental beings who are preaching their strange and gloomy teachings, declaring that they have a deal with unspeakable forces, but most of them are just deceptions to lure the ignorant, He had thought that the Sleepers were just one of them, and felt that he was smart enough to get the knowledge and power he wanted in the dark cult without falling into their frenetically dark "horror myths", but who knows......

Who knew that they were actually playing for real, and that indescribable power would come to their senses in the blink of an eye!

Windsor Marpel glanced at Lord Beaumar with a hint of pity, shook his head, and said, "There are too many people who think the same way as you, Mr. Beaumay, who believe too much in their own luck and 'prudence', and think that if they are careful, knowledge and power are at their fingertips, but almost all of them pay a high price for it. ”

Thinking of the Christians who had tried to snitch and died before him, Lord Beaumel couldn't help but shudder: "I have experienced all this deeply now. ”

"Beaumel, I will judge you impartially for everything you have done, including the sins you have committed since joining the Dark Sect, and the merits you have done at this moment," Rosetta Augustus said, "and before that, I need you to do a lot of things that may make up for your mistakes."

"For now, you can go to the next room to rest—rest assured, Lady Windsor Marpel can keep you safe, and you won't have to worry for your life as long as you stay in the Obsidian Palace."

Lord Beaumel stood up excitedly and bowed: "Thank you very much for your kindness, Your Majesty. ”

After the nobleman left the reception room, only Rosetta and Windsor Marpel were left in the room, and the black-haired and black-dressed head royal maid had left at some point.

"Your Majesty," Windsor Marpel said, looking at Rosetta the Great, "I have sent a summons to the archmages on duty in the Royal Mage Guild, ordering them to immediately send the information to the various communication towers, so that the guild's strongholds can begin the hunt for the Eternal Sleeper cultists. ”

"Good. In addition, contact the district governor of Orlandel and ask him to start an investigation immediately," Rosetta nodded and said, "Besides, Beaumel doesn't have much information, and the Eternal Sleepers in various places should have begun to evacuate at this time, and most of those strongholds are empty, so the key to the search is to intercept those who are evacuating......"

"Their destination is Cecil," said Windsor Marper, "and the Cecil's side must be ready to take it, even ...... I'm afraid someone has already crossed the border by now. ”

"Alert the nearest communication tower to the border, let them intercept and inspect all people and vehicles entering Cecil's territory, especially the latest railway lines, and remind them that they must be manned by a more powerful mage during the inspection - the Cultists of the Eternal Sleeper have extraordinary powers in the psychic realm, and it is very easy for ordinary people to be deceived into breaking through ......"

Rosetta said in thought, and after arranging a series of border intercepts and checks, he was silent for a moment.

"In addition, we need to draw up a conclamation notice......

Windsor Marpel subconsciously raised her eyebrows: "Teasing announcement? ”

Rosetta nodded: "Eternal Sleepers who are willing to return to normal society and are willing to take the initiative to pledge allegiance to the Empire, the Augustus family will pardon their past crimes, and as long as they are willing to abide by the order and no longer cause harm, the Royal Mage Guild or the Imperial Crafts Association will consider accepting them." ”

"Your Majesty," Windsor Marpel couldn't help but say, "do you really want to pardon those Eternal Sleepers so easily?" To pardon a dark sect on such a large scale, and to admit them into the Mage Guild and the Workers' Guild...... I'm afraid this ......"

"They are withdrawing westward, and the Cecil Empire has chosen to take them in, why do you think that?" Rosetta interrupted Windsor, "Lady Marpel, why do you think Gawain Cecil needs those Sleepers?" ”

Windsor Marpel was only instinctively confused and resistant by Rosetta's astonishing order just now, and when she was reminded a little, she suddenly showed a thoughtful look, and the clue gradually took shape in her mind: "...... Gawain Cecil is a ruler, at least for now, and he will not accept the Sleepers simply because they are his 'dependents', unless it is in the best interest of his rule......"

"Psychic Network...... Incredible technology, isn't it? Rosetta said lightly, "Remember those rune combinations we found in that 'Demon Web Terminal'?" ”

Windsor Marpel's brow furrowed slightly.

"The Eternal Sleepers are not just a dark cult, they also have advanced technology, and perhaps from the very beginning, Gawain Cecil took a fancy to this before approaching them," Rosetta said, "and the most regrettable thing to me is that the Eternal Sleepers are right under my nose, and I am one step slower than him—it is the dull inherent thinking and rigid vision that have caused us to miss this treasure, but fortunately we still have a chance to remedy it."

"Ms. Mapel, find a way to find a more effective way to block the psychic network, find a way to completely remove the imprint in the brains of the Eternal Sleepers, and then publish the news that the Empire can save those who have accidentally gone astray, they are only bewitched by the dark sect and controlled by the curse, and we can help them lift the curse, so that the resistance of all parties to the 'dark cult' can be minimized, and it can also attract many eternal sleepers who are unwilling to go to Cecil.

"Believe me, there are definitely quite a few such people – Lord Beaumel is a prime example. Most of the Sleepers are Typhonians, and in addition to the orders and deterrence of the 'Extraterritorial Wanderers', a large part of the factors are that their status as dark cultists will make them unable to gain a foothold in Typhon, and now we give them a foothold and help them get rid of the threat of the Extraterritorial Wanderers, and many will be willing to stay. ”

Windsor opened her mouth with some doubt on her face, but before she could speak, Rosetta continued: "Lady Marpel, knowledge itself is sinless—or even if some people think that some knowledge carries 'original sin', we must master it for the sake of the Empire, because next to us is Cecil, and Cecil's ruler...... It has been ahead of us in many areas.

"There are some things that we don't fight for, and others will occupy them, and in this regard, the Cecil people will not humble us."

Windsor nodded slowly—she had been convinced.

"Your Majesty, I'm a little worried," she said, "if we get the word out, the upper echelons of the Order of the Eternal Sleepers may respond very violently—they are clearly loyal to the Extraterritorial Wanderers, and for the good of their masters, will they simply kill all the 'traitors' who do not follow the orders to evacuate and take refuge with us?" As a dark sect...... That's what they did. ”

"But they can't," Rosetta shook her head, "if they can maintain psychic monitoring of every cultist, then Lord Beaumel won't be able to get out of the Obsidian Palace at all - according to Beaumel's intelligence, this dark sect has also been hit hard by this incident, and the state of that 'psychic network' is obviously very bad at the moment, which is why there are a succession of informants who have successfully contacted outsiders." We only need to seize this gap and 'separate' as many Empire-loyal cultists as possible from their network before the Eternal Sleepers rebuild their psychic network, and our goal will be achieved. ”

"I see, Your Majesty, that I will arrange this as soon as I get back. With Lord Beaumal as a reference, and the fact that we have successfully achieved 'Block' here today, I believe that I can find a more complete solution to the 'curse' - even if I can't find it for a while, I will lead the High Mages to take action to keep as many Eternal Sleepers as possible. ”

Rosetta bowed slightly, and added, "Besides, we can't wait passively for the converts, many of the Catholics may miss out on opportunities out of fear and suspicion—that's exactly what I asked Lord Beaumel to do." According to the list provided by the Lord, you arrange for the mystics to actively contact and control the cultists who have not yet had time to escape, and then spread to control all the cultists in Aldenan as much as possible. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After all this arrangement, Rosetta let out a long breath, and then he stood up and slowly paced to the crystal glass window beside him.

Facing the inner courtyard of the Obsidian Palace, a few well-lit lights dispel the gloom and gloom of the courtyard, and the magical barrier that envelops the entire courtyard makes it warm like spring, and there are flourishing plants growing in the courtyard.

They've been thriving all winter, and now that spring is on, the barrier is about to close, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard will be seamlessly ready for the next flowering season – just like the power of humanity against nature.

Rosetta knew that the mages of the Imperial Engineer's Association were working on ways to reduce the cost of such magical barriers, which several discerning scholars believed would help increase food production and maintain a greater supply of fruits and vegetables during the cold winter months, and that research had been going on for years.

If successful, it may be as useful as the "Dust of Plenty" technology, which is already widely used.

And in Cecil, which is not very far away, there must be smart people who are paying attention to similar fields and conducting similar research.

They started many years later than Typhon, but they made rapid progress in many areas.

For the ruler of Cecil, whatever was in his shell, whether it was a "wanderer" or some kind of Holy Spirit, had been working tirelessly to bring together talents, and even now, even Typhon's talents have begun to flow towards Cecil.

A sense of urgency pounded at Rosetta's heart, but it made him smile.

This feeling of being real and "alive" is really pleasant.