"What the hell are you going to do?"

In the face of the re-arrival of Benjamin and others, most of the local leaders showed a suspicious attitude.

"Our goal has always been clear, to bring His Majesty back to the throne, to pull the Church down from above, and to taste the bitter fruits of their own crimes. ”

"That'...... What the hell do you want us to do?"

"We have formed a secret organization to plot to overthrow the church. We need your participation to use your voice to speak out against the Church when necessary. ”

"You want me to speak out against the church? No, no, no, no......"

This time the operation was not as smooth as the last time, and although the church did not hold the officials responsible for the poster incident, it was clear that there was still some fear in their hearts.

Only a few said they would support the king unconditionally, even if it was a direct confrontation with the church. Most of the remaining officials showed a lot of hesitation in their words. And when Benjamin invited them to join the Nightmare Society, they also procrastinated, looking like "you spare me".

It seems that someone from the royal capital must have come to beat them.

Benjamin couldn't force it. It is impossible to expect the mind to control everyone, and even the overseas sects cannot do this without being destroyed. Therefore, after a visit by many officials, they could only write down the names of their supporters and set off for Koster.

In fact, it's pretty good to be able to get a range of support.

During this period, Duke Colin also sent them several letters, saying that the situation in the royal capital was complicated now, and he couldn't get out, and no matter what Benjamin had planned, it was best not to take the king close to the royal capital.

Seem...... It is not only the local administration of the kingdom that is in turmoil, but there are also many things going on in the royal capital.

Benjamin thought about it for a while, but decided not to approach Haven Wright for now. He still walked at his own pace first, and if nothing else, Grant would definitely be back, and they had better stay away for the time being.

"How's the situation on Koster's side?"

A few days later, back to the stronghold of the Academy's dark department, Benjamin asked the person in charge.

The person in charge replied: "The strike seems to have to wait for the role of time, but ...... Many members of the Nightmare Society have recommended new lists, and it is said that these are also people who hate the church and want to join us. ”

As he spoke, he handed Benjamin the list, which was filled with dense information, about a hundred people.

Benjamin nodded when he saw this.

Internal recommendation, this is indeed the main source of the expansion of the Nightmare Society, and he also believes that those members will not risk their lives to recommend some unreliable members to come in. After all, if their information is exposed, all of them will be in danger together and will be frantically hunted down by the church.

"Let's arrange it, these people will be in several batches, and I will meet them on the ship. Therefore, he spoke, "In addition, you should try to give these members more intelligence training so that they can adapt as soon as possible." ”

The person in charge immediately nodded: "The subordinates understand!"

In this way, the large ship floating outside the harbor became a temporary stronghold of the Black Nightmare Society. Benjamin began interviewing new members in batches, and the homegrown underground organization of the kingdom of Horry finally began to grow.

And at the same time.

"Hurry up for me! All of them are grinding, I can't finish the portion today, and I don't want to get paid? Hey! Who is that! A pair of eyes don't look around! What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and get to work!"

In the middle of Koster, in a small printing workshop in the middle of nowhere, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was oppressive, and the overseer dressed in black walked past a somewhat distracted worker, and suddenly spoke, and scolded viciously.

The worker came back to his senses and didn't dare to say anything, but nodded solemnly.

"Don't be in a daze with me here, I sent you so much money, but I didn't let you be here to be in a daze for me. The overseer snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly, "If you can't finish your share before dinner, you won't eat it." ”

When the worker heard this, his body trembled, and he quickly lowered his head and quickly operated the printing press, turning pages of blank paper into loose pages full of pictures and words.

However, he couldn't help but think of what a friend had told him a few days earlier.

"What? They pay you so little? I tell you, you've been tricked by them, and that workshop isn't printing books at all, they're actually printing indulgences for the church! Why are you not willing to give you even a few copper coins when you are doing such a sacred work?"

When he heard this, he was stunned.

Just like just now, he stared blankly at the printed loose leaf in his hand, at the words on it that he couldn't read. He thought they were meant to be bound into books, but ...... It was then that he realized that every page he had printed was the same.

Moreover, after talking to several other workers in the workshop, they found that all of them were printing exactly the same thing, and it was impossible to bind it into a book.

Don't...... Are they really printing indulgences?

Their family background and background have never even seen a real indulgence, but that sacred summons has long been known to everyone in the Kingdom of Hori - only special priests are qualified to sell it, and no matter who buys one, the gold coin falls to the bottom of the box and clangs, and the soul can go straight to heaven in the future.

The workers were in disbelief at the crudeness of the loose-leaf they printed every day...... It's the legendary indulgence. They even feel like their beliefs are crumbling little by little.

So, probably just yesterday, he secretly hid a printed thing, copied some of the words on another piece of paper, and showed it to his literate neighbors. And the feedback from the neighbors...... He didn't even dare to think about it.

"The word means 'sin,' and the word says 'heaven,' right...... Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

At that time, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, he was stunned for a while, silently took the piece of paper back, went home without saying a word, and then came to work in a daze this morning.

That's right, that's indulgences.

He hadn't had time to tell his co-workers about the discovery, but someone else had smuggled something back yesterday, and I'm afraid he had already discovered the truth. When he came to work today, he also noticed that many people's eyes were not quite right.

Everyone is a little absent-minded......

The overseer noticed this, and even took the whip out of his office, held it in his hand, and paced it back and forth in the workshop with a vicious expression, so frightened that they did not dare to make a sound.

But...... He still couldn't help but think of what the friend had said.

"Why don't you protest with him? Do such an important job, but get less money than the port to move goods, and be treated like fools! I tell you, you should protest to the overseer en masse, and if you don't add money, you won't do it!"

No, quit?

Thinking of the fierce look on the overseer's face, his legs didn't know why he couldn't help but tremble, but when the scolding words rang in his ears, he couldn't stop burning in his heart.

The weather was hot, the whole workshop was sealed to death, and the windows were not opened. Everyone was working in a dull atmosphere, sweat was running down their foreheads, and their vision was even a little blurry.

Syllable!

"I want to die! I said don't sweat on the paper, the sweat that was just printed is wasted for you, this money ...... Can you afford this money?"

None of the workers paid attention, and it seemed that beads of sweat dripped onto the printed indulgences. In an instant, the nightmarish voice sounded from behind him, accompanied by a burning pain in his back.

He was almost whipped to the ground by the whip.

"I ...... I ......"

Barely holding his balance, he turned and looked through the misty sweat at the gnashing overseer behind him. On the dark cheeks, there seemed to be bloodshot in the narrowed eyes.

"What are you? Do you dare to talk back? Do you know what you just ruined? Do you know how much money your sweat will cause our customers to lose? If you can't finish today's share, you will be responsible? You ......?"

"Get out!"

With a roar, the worker suddenly raised his fist and struck the overseer in the face. At that moment, it was like a rooster that had been choked by the neck, and all the chatter suddenly disappeared.

The overseer fell to the ground, clutching his face in disbelief.

The whole workshop fell silent at that moment, and the sound of the printing press stopped abruptly. The others turned their heads to look at the workers and overseers who stood up, but their eyes were not surprised.

It's like ...... They have been waiting for this signal as well.

"Are you fools for us?" the worker, his fists clenched and trembling slightly, walked up to the overseer and looked at him condescendingly, "indulgences, a piece of hardware, we've been printing this thing all along, and you won't even pay two copper coins to send us away." ”

At that moment, the overseer's entire face froze.

More than a dozen workers in the entire workshop also stood up together at this moment, and everyone stared coldly at the overseer. The expression on the overseer's face changed again and again, stunned, shocked, angry, and terrified...... In the end, he just held back one sentence: "You...... What are you talking about? I don't know what you mean. ”

When the worker heard this, he turned around, picked up a large pile of indulgences on the workbench, and threw them all in the overseer's face.

"Don't you understand what I mean?" he scolded, taking a deep breath and scolding as if he were using all his strength, "we ...... We're dead!"

The overseer fell to the ground, in a mass of indulgences, and for a moment he didn't even react. And under his shocked gaze, the workers did not look at him again, but kicked open the door of the workshop and walked out one by one.

Each tall figure that finally straightened up disappeared into the dazzling sunlight outside the door.