With a slight nervousness and curiosity, Gibrielle arrived at the Lord's Mansion, located in the center of Cecil's South Town.

The former "witch", who had a healthy dark complexion, a beautiful countenance, a slight knowledge of magic, and a chance to make a living between adventurers and ruffians with her sharp teeth and ability to deceive and deceive, sat in the interview room with trepidation, wondering what the task would be from the lord himself—she had met Archduke Gawain Cecil, but it was at the graduation ceremony of the first phase of the MIA operatives, and she stood in the square with a large group of contemporaries, swearing allegiance to the Grand Duke on stage, At that time, she never imagined that she would one day sit here and receive orders from her lord one-on-one.

Will it be a dangerous task? A very difficult task? Or is it a very special task that must be completed by a specific person?

No matter how she thinks about it, Jibri can't think of any decisive gap between herself and ordinary MIA agents - the first phase of the operators are of similar professional level, and because it is a crash course, the first phase of the operators is not even as good as the newcomers trained later in many professional skills, especially since she has been sent abroad for so long, and she is seriously out of touch with the local area, and she urgently needs to make up for it......

There was no one else in the room, only the lord's chief maid was here to accompany her, and the maid lady as a maid obviously did not talk to the guests casually, in such a slightly uncomfortable atmosphere of silence and embarrassment, Gibrielle unconsciously drank another cup of tea, and the next second she put the teacup down, the sound of pouring water came from the side.

The chief maid held a large teapot, filled the empty teacup in one go, and then smiled a little blankly at Gipple, "Please use it." ”

"Ah, thank you......" Jibrie said subconsciously, and then realized that she had drunk several cups of tea without noticing, and now she couldn't drink it at all, but somehow, she just glanced at the little maid named Betty, and felt a "telekinesis" for no reason - obviously the other party was just looking at her blankly, but Jibrie had a feeling that "not drinking the tea poured by the other party is a crime".

Weird psychological pressure...... It's really worthy of the people next to the lord.

Jibrie blinked, and subconsciously reached for the teacup next to her, but before she could pick it up, the door to the interview room suddenly opened.

The lord appeared there.

The witch Gypley, who was almost on the verge of falling victim to another of Betty's teapots, quickly put down the teacup, stood up and saluted respectfully and neatly: "Greetings, Lord Duke." ”

Gao Wenhun waved his hand nonchalantly: "No need to be polite - sorry to keep you waiting, I'm preparing something." Is the trip to the royal capital still going well? ”

Jibrie suddenly became a little nervous, she folded her hands in the lower abdomen slightly awkwardly, and lowered her shoulders slightly, which was one of the few "upper-class conversation postures" she learned during her training at the Military Intelligence Bureau: "Everything is going well, my lord, the stronghold of the royal capital has been handed over to the later personnel, and the relevant reports have been sent." ”

Gawain sat down in his place, and he saw that the "senior operator" in front of him, who seemed to be about the same age as Hetty, was a little nervous, and couldn't help but laugh: "Very good - don't be inhibited, sit down and talk." ”

Gybrielle sat down in front of Gawain, who looked the "witch" up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and said unhurriedly: "Gypri, no surname, born in the Peibo region, knows a lot of magic, and once worked as a magical apprentice for a short time, but after the death of the mentor in a vendetta, he fled to Leslie, and used to make a living by divination and selling talismans, codename 'witch', right?" ”

Still a little nervous, but had calmed down slightly, she nodded, "Yes, that's what I experienced before. ”

"Amber has recommended you, and she says you have great talents," said Gawain, "and you are said to be very good at cheating, and you have a knack for steering......

The expression on Jipley's face suddenly became strange and embarrassed, she didn't think that her former boss - of course, the current boss - would use any good words to recommend herself, after all, the boss didn't have a few good words in his head at all, he had always been a broken mouth and hated ghosts, and he had relied on excellent escape skills for many years to avoid being killed by his enemies on the road, but these words used by her boss to describe his subordinates came out of the mouth of Cecil's ruler...... That's a bit of a thrill.

Fortunately, Gawain quickly relieved the "witch" lady: "Don't be nervous, I know Amber's word habits, and I will filter it myself to know what you are really good at." You're a talented speaker and you know how to resonate and be recognized, right? ”

Gypley was a little embarrassed: "Just some...... It's just something that doesn't go into the stream. ”

"It's a talent that comes in handy, and I happen to have a task for you, and it needs your talent. I need to be reminded that this mission will have a very profound impact on your career as a MIA operative, but it is really important," Gawain said, casually grabbing a stack of papers from the side, "You come and see these things." ”

Curious, Gipley took the papers, and was surprised to see that there were lifelike images on them—the first thing that came to her mind was oil paintings, but she soon realized that the completely realistic black and white pictures were very different from the painter's works, and that the contents of those pictures were not artistic objects and portraits, but rather something that was hardly artistic and unpleasant.

She saw priests and priests beating people with hideous faces, men dressed as soldiers dragging their occupants out of houses into the streets, men in clerical robes directing soldiers to set fire to houses, and knights of the Holy See taking their possessions away from civilians while people with blood on their faces fell to the ground pleading......

Many of the pictures are not very clear, and the angles are not appropriate, giving people the feeling of sneaking to record on the side, and this angle just gives the people who look at these pictures a strong sense of substitution, as if all this is happening in front of their eyes, at this moment......

And more importantly: even in the most unclear picture, the hideous expressions of those priests, priests, and papal knights are the clearest and most complete.

A deep disgust and resistance rose in Gypley's heart, for she had seen and even experienced it in reality.

It is normal for a witch who has fled from other places and is not a real transcendent, but has mastered one or two hands of magic skills, and uses "witchcraft" such as divination to "bewitch the people", and it is normal for her to be rejected and blamed by the local church......

There are many people who believe in the Holy Light, but in this world of religion, there are also many people who reject the Holy Light, and among those who live at the bottom of society, there are even more unbelievers everywhere, especially in the more or less "mage apprentice" Jibri.

Gawain watched as Jipley's expression changed, and quietly took a magic guide device from the side - the structure of the magic guide device was like a simplified magic network communicator, and the number of magic patterns on its triangular base was very small, but its top was inlaid with a high-quality projection crystal.

Gawain placed the device on the table and activated it in Jepley's curious gaze, "Look at these images again. ”

The magic device was activated, and the image stored in the crystal was immediately projected - this time, Gipley saw the dynamic scene firsthand, seeing the scene of the church beating civilians in the street.

The footage is short, shaking violently, apparently recorded in a panic and covert.

As a mage's apprentice, Ghirley wasn't surprised by the magic device that could project images, she was just curious about the content of the images: "My lord, these are ......"

"What has happened and is happening in Lu'an City," Gawain said solemnly, looking into Gipley's eyes, "I ask you, after seeing these images and images, what would you say if you were to tell more people what you saw and thought, and let those people know the dark side of the Church of Light?" ”

Needling to know what her mission was, she pondered as she said, "Overly direct criticism and swearing may be effective for those who are already resistant to the Church of Light, but it can be counterproductive for neutral people and supporters of the Church of Light. Presenting the facts in the most neutral way possible, and telling the phrase 'the church has always been so dark' as if it were a fact, will resonate the most. In addition, it is possible to link the victims of these images with the targets of propaganda, so that those who hear about them realize that they themselves are themselves people who will be beaten, plundered, and burned at the stake. If you don't mind making up some extra information, I can also make up a series of backgrounds outside of these frames......"

"We don't need to make anything up, we just state the facts," Gawain said lightly, "we just need to state the facts, and that's enough." ”

"It's enough to state the facts as you want," Gibrie said immediately, but then frowned, "It's just that there are too many people in the South, those who believe in the Light, those who believe in other gods, and those who have no beliefs...... That's a huge number......"

As a smart person, Gibrielle had completely guessed the lord's intentions, and as a person who did not believe in the Holy Light herself, she had no objection to this matter, and now the only thing she was curious about was how her mouth, which could only be used to persuade three or two people, to do what the lord asked for-

The lord specially summoned himself, and also collected the information in front of him (although she didn't know how to collect it, because she hadn't had time to see the printing factory and magic network communication equipment in the territory), and the plan was definitely to attack the Holy Light Church throughout the southern border, and this kind of thing could not be done by one or two sharp teeth.

Gawain looked at Gipley's face and smiled slowly, "What if your voice could be heard by the entire South?" ”

Gibrielle raised her head in surprise and looked into Gawain's eyes, and then she thought of the incredible things that had happened in this incredible land, and the surprise in her heart turned into a mentality of "the old ancestor's operation will definitely be successful, so don't ask, just do it": "...... If you can really do such a thing...... Then I'm going to have to get ready. ”

"Then prepare yourself, Miss Gypley," Gawain said, standing up, word for word, "a new war has begun. ”