The Cult of the Frog God is not what it seems, though few people actually know what it is. The half-frogman priest who was guarding outside the stone waited quietly, his expression solemn, as if he were guarding some important treasure.

In fact, the reason why such frequent meetings with the messengers of the frog god is not because of their apparent claim to liberate the believers, but on the contrary, the beneficiaries of the meetings are the side of the perceived enlighteners. The messengers of the frog god are all women, and the believers of the church are all men, and at each meeting, the messengers take something from the believers.

"Giving will allow us to survive the era of disaster, and the future will rise in countless new births. The priest silently recited the prayer as another figure appeared in the hallway. It was a man dressed in a gray robe, and his robe did not naturally dip into the water, but floated on the surface of the water like a feather. His boots were covered with a special scale-like substance that also kept out the water on the ground.

It doesn't take much effort to find this place, as the ghouls who live in the shallows know every nook and cranny of the place, and the mages who can force it to confess to all the mages indirectly have the general scope of the Frog God Cult. Coupled with the previous inference of rituals, the dark room below deck is no longer such a difficult place to find.

As for the people in the church, Cheese hasn't seen a few priests who look like half-frogs along the way, and if they don't happen to be absent from the church, it is that there is a huge gap in the number of priests and believers in the church of the frog god. This is very unnatural for the Cult of the Evil God.

"Mind explaining to an unbeliever like me what a time of tribulation is? Cheese's voice rang out in the damp hallway, causing the frog priest to froze for a moment. Then the admirer of the half-frog immediately turned in the direction from which the sound came and made a defensive gesture. But the grey robe had turned behind him, and the sharp dagger was pressed against the latter's neck, and the slightest force would make the blood flower bloom.

"The unbelievers should not come here, this is the temple of the frog god, leave now, and God may forgive you for your recklessness. The priest's voice sounded calm, but it was probably because his voice did not come from the tongue and throat. But from his words, it is clear that there are two things, first, he is very unconfident, and second, this lack of confidence is mostly due to the gods he believes in.

"If your God really had the power to discipline others, I wouldn't be standing here as safe and sound as I am now. The puppy who told me where it was was said was a very interesting thing, and if I guessed correctly, the frog god would be extremely weak now. And you, as His followers, are also in a dilemma, right?" Cheese's words were cruel and pleasant, and the Grey Robe had no affection for the evil gods and their followers, so his sympathy and other positive or non-negative emotions were not projected onto these people. It's a joy to watch them suffer.

Fortunately, Cheese's nature does not take pleasure in violence, his pleasure is entirely based on a small victory over the evil god, and when he realizes that no matter how much he threatens the priest in front of him, he will not be able to hurt his god after all, and even this priest should be an ordinary person he is protecting from the evil god, those pleasures turn into bitter feelings.

He gently stabbed the blade of the dagger into the other's skin, and looked at the blue fluorescent, like the mossy blood on the wall flowing from the sticky, reflective skin, and the threat and urging in it were self-evident. Believers are usually not afraid of death, but the Frog God Cult is very abnormal right now.

"Wait, I said, I said. The priest felt the pain and raised his hands and shouted sharply, a sharp difference between his performance and that of the true fanatics. But that didn't stop him from telling the story of what was happening in the sect, "The frog god is indeed very weak. Because the evil that flowed down from the upper end of the river infected Him, and prevented Him from giving birth as usual. The frog god is the god of fertility, and most of his power comes from offspring. Originally, the priesthood was supposed to be held by pure-bloods, but now they all had to stay by the frog god and take care of him, and half-bloods like me had to take on this responsibility. ”

"Half-bloods, purebloods?" the mage's gaze sharpened, and he heard a very unsettling word that made him think of the nezumi uncontrollably. And just as he was about to further ask for information from the other party, the door of the stone chamber was pushed open. Apparently by design, this heavy door could only be opened from the outside, in order to prevent the believers inside from trying to escape.

Unfortunately, the secret room designed for ordinary people was completely unable to trap the bloods who were several times more powerful than humans, Jung's skin was shriveled, his eyes were blood-red, and his nails and teeth were stretched out like beasts, revealing his original posture as a vampire.

"I don't need to ask him, I've pretty much figured it out. We'll talk about the rest when we change to a dry place. The vampire stepped out of the threshold, the expression on his face much lighter, and his face quickly changed from that hideous appearance to an elegant elf. Behind him, a barefoot heel stepped out, and it belonged to a naked woman, a woman without a single hair on her body.

As soon as the priest with the dagger to his neck saw the woman, his eyes immediately widened, and he suddenly burst out with strength, trying to break free from the shackles of the cheese, even caring for his own life. Fortunately, the woman raised a hand in time, "This is the will of the frog god, and you are not responsible." Don't worry, the ceremony was a great success. The next thing, none of your business, continues to preside over the church, and He is watching you. ”

The woman did not put down her palm, but touched Cheese's dagger with her fingertips, and the sharp weapon made of minerals suddenly became soft and slipped out of the priest's neck, but when Cheese re-grasped it, it seemed that nothing had happened at all. The woman looked at the gray robe, and there were mixed emotions in her eyes, the most of which were fear and awe, "The frog god has named you, and he is willing to cooperate with you for a while." Now, please follow me and I will explain to you the ins and outs of all this. ”

Cheese looked at Jung, and after receiving an affirmative look, he temporarily restrained his hostility. Without the use of magic or other means, he could feel that the woman in front of him was no longer human, and that her posture was the same as that of Jung as an elf, a parody of a departed state.

Inside, under the skin, they have become something very different. Cheese, who had chosen to work with such an inconsistent being, now seemed to have no reason to refuse another pretender's offer. Although, he very much wants to take the opportunity to eradicate this frog god from the world as well.