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Upon returning to the Great Chapel, the familiar priest immediately approached, led Arnoldra to the side door of the Sanctuary, and asked in a low voice:

"Can you help me investigate? What's the news? ”

"There is no news." Arnold frowned and spoke, every word in his tone revealed confusion and concern, "There are indeed a lot of rumors about that 'sea god' along the coast, I went to the lower city and the port dock, but I didn't find the source of this rumor, and I didn't find any acts of sacrificing to the evil god. No matter how much information is found, the intelligence shows that the belief in the 'sea god' was really brought in by accident by a merchant from the Rorsted Islands who bought something in the port and left, and the spread of this belief was also due to the luck of someone who caught a fish. ”

"What about the 'fools'?"

"This 'Fool' is very interesting, he suddenly appeared a year ago, then disappeared again, and just after the church and most of the covert organizations thought it was some evil god who had changed his identity, more information appeared in an incredible way......"

The priest waited for the paper papers, but Arnold simply dictated:

"Intelligence from Intis shows that the Abrahams have extraordinary kindness towards the 'Fools', even though they do not believe in them. In addition, the Church of the 'God of Mysteries' has also compiled a lot of information for this evil god.

"Instead of using our creation myth, they describe Him as a god from the ancient, fabled 'Western Continent,' just as the 'God of Mysteries' describes himself. And also showed goodwill to the 'fools', allowing the people of the country to believe. ”

"It looks like a righteous god in the future, and now the belief of this evil god has appeared in Fusak, claiming to be able to cure diseases and save people, and there are many ordinary people in the countryside who have little knowledge have already believed, which is simply a great disrespect to the Lord."

The priest's eyebrows were also twisted together, and his height of nearly two meters allowed him to show amazing majesty when his face was expressionless.

"Did you find out the identity of the merchant?"

"An indigenous person of the Rorsted Islands." Arnold reported the name of his investigation, "He is quite famous in the Rorsted Islands, a devout Poseidon who is said to have received an oracle, secretly supports the rebels, and has also done a lot of charity and opened a school." ”

The priest's expression was originally quite serious, but when he heard the word oracle, contempt suddenly appeared on his face.

"The true body of the sea god is just a monster with power and few brains, and it is blasphemous to call the roar and threat of such a thing an oracle, and the people of the Rorsted Islands are still so ignorant and pitiful."

Arnold did not agree with the other party in words, and in the face of this compliment, which was obviously stepping on one hand, he suddenly straightened his face:

"Please watch your words."

The contempt on the priest's face was swept away, and he even showed a little fear in the face of the demigod from the Inquisition:

"What, what's wrong?"

"Praise the Lord, and have mercy on you, Mr. Dean, for there is absolutely no disrespect to the Lord in my heart!"

Arnold's tone was serious, the patience and peace on his face just now disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he just frowned, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly revealed a terrifying cold aura. In the face of the priest's somewhat flustered confession, he said in a steady tone:

"You just forgot to put the Lord in the highest place when you spoke."

"What, what? I didn't mention the Lord just now, nor did I say anything disrespectful to the Lord......"

"Yes, you didn't say the wrong thing, you just compared the 'sea god' to the gods. You must know that all the evil gods, the former true creator, the hidden sage, and the current primordial witch, are also gods who have been recognized for their powers. Arnold replied, "But remember, this is in Phosak, and whatever you say, you should put our Lord first, not with other righteous gods." ”

When the other person said this, for a moment, the priest felt that the demigod in front of him did not feel like a person, but like a machine that had been trained to respond to all the actions and words of "suspected disrespectful gods" around him.

It usually seems normal, but as soon as there is any behavior they consider "disrespectful to the gods", it immediately reveals a terrifying side - the Inquisition has undoubtedly produced "excellent" warriors who will make all heretics and even their own people fearful, and believers who are so devout that they are feared, but do such people really have an ego?

He had known each other for nearly a decade, but he was still trembling every time he came into contact, for fear of saying the wrong thing - despite such caution, he would still be considered by the other party to not be good enough.

"But don't worry, you're just saying the wrong thing in a private setting like this, so I'm not going to do anything to you."

"Your competitor has been looking for an opportunity to take your place, and I hope you don't show up in the Inquisition for a trivial matter."

With that, the demigod smiled kindly and generously, even though such a smile was completely terror in the eyes of the priest on the same level as that of a demon. Even more frightened him than the demons: "There are still many infidels in the prison of the Inquisition who have just entered in the second half of the year and have not been cleared, and the Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated, but the introduction of foreign beliefs has happened, and the Holy See and the Holy See are already dissatisfied with our work. ”

"Maybe it won't be long before believers of the 'Sea God' and 'Fool' will appear inside, so there is probably no place for you."

Did he think the joke was funny? What a horrible madman, I should have remembered that there were no normal people in the Inquisition...... The priest couldn't laugh at all, and the corners of his already stiff mouth tugged at reluctantly:

"Then, the matter of investigating the beliefs of the 'sea god' and the 'fool', this should have been my task, but my ability is really limited, so I still have to pay more attention to it later."

Arnold nodded:

"I'll keep an eye on it, and that's my job."

"However, it happens every year that the change of seasons leads to identification with foreign beliefs. After the cold weather in winter, more than 85% of the ports are closed, and the only ice-free ports will not be open to civilians living in the docks, and they will naturally turn to foreign beliefs, and before the 'sea god' appears, they will quietly pray to the 'lord of the storm', the 'god of thunder'. ”

"The Inquisition will not be so ruthless, when will we exterminate the people? It's just that it still needs to be caught and dealt with, telling people that even if they convert now, when the coastal thaw thaws in the spring, they still have to remember to return to the Lord's reward. ”

Speaking of which, Arnold glanced meaningfully at Father Gods:

"As one of the people in charge of this matter, you can report several people to the tribunal, as long as the evidence is conclusive."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to understand this sentence, Arnold turned around and walked away.

He had a lot to do, such as continuing to make an appearance for the God of War Church during the last period of time, and finding a way to make some covert gestures to the Red Angels, and negotiate with the Inquisition to prevent them from finding out the God of War hiding in the lower city.

So during this time, he will be happy to sow discord among the members of the Church around him.

In addition, Arnold felt that he should find a way to reach out to the followers of the "Fools", to reach out to the sudden guests who were active in the snowy parts of the north, the legendary "gods and goddesses", noble descendants of true giant blood.

Like most people who learned of the existence of this race, he was curious about them.

When everyone believed that the "Eastern Continent" and "Western Continent" were just ancient legends, an ancient god who claimed to be from the Western Continent appeared, and then these giant remnants who had been living in the Eastern Continent also appeared, and it was estimated that the most joyful were those historians.

The professors of history, geography, and genetics at St. Milon University had long been impatient, but the Church was on guard, and the Inquisition had ordered that anyone who dared to submit an application for business contact at this time could be directly recognized as apostasy.

— despite the fact that privately I don't know how many people have known about it, and how many people have begun to gather quietly to try to learn more about the two faiths, if not for the sake of faith, but out of sheer curiosity — has made the church very uneasy.

And the reason why the church is upset, the church cannot say.

It was almost noon, and there was no one on the street, so Arnold walked out into the street, passing by where the bulletin board was.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something, and turned his head sharply to look at it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today it is still His Majesty the Emperor and the decree from the church."

Under his gaze, the words "and from the church" faded away like a pencil mark that had been erased.

Just as Arnold was stunned, a new change occurred on the bulletin board: after the words "and from the church" disappeared, a blank space several centimeters long appeared, and Arnold watched as a line of rune gradually appeared, a name that he had been able to see on documents this year.

"George Augustus III"

As if sensing something was wrong, the line quickly turned into Fursak.

Arnold, who had always been calm and calm, was dumbfounded at this moment, and he watched as the words "His Majesty the Emperor George Augustus III" were hanging so clearly in the center of St. Millon, the capital of the Vorsack Empire, on the bulletin board of this Level 0 seal.

However, the new handwriting is noticeably faint and flickering, making it look very unstable. After about ten seconds, the name "George Augustus III" faded again, and the existing characters changed the order to condense into "and from the church", but it didn't take long for it to be distorted again...... The two words were entangled and fought back and forth for a while, and it seemed that the Holy See, who was now holding this seal, was slightly superior, and in the end, the sentence returned to the original appearance, and it was impossible to see that such an astonishing change had occurred.

After witnessing the battle between the Emperor of Rune and the Patriarch over the seal, Arnold could no longer remain calm. Rune's emperor has not completely broken the seal, and he can compete with the Patriarch for the seal held by the other party under the heavy protection of such a distance, and he still fights back and forth, which means that the opponent's influence on the high-level items in this path can be called terrifying.

The gods were dead, and the enemies around him were so powerful, and he was once again acutely aware of how dangerous Fersak's situation was now.

A change of camp is imminent.

TBC

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With an explosion, the hidden door of Mausoleum No. 1 was blown open in a corner, but the whole was not shaken.

A person stepped forward to take a look, only to see that the rocks had been blown away a lot, revealing the large black stone slab underneath.

The slate was cold to the touch, and I didn't know how thick it was, and there was not even a trace of the explosives left on it. Seeing that the mausoleum was still extremely strong, the members of MI9 who had quietly arrived here had begun to get agitated - from the planned loud noise, the church should have almost been alarmed. At this moment, the powerhouses of the Thunder Church may come over at any time, but they can't even blow up the door!

The mausoleum itself has been damaged, and the part of the ground has been completely destroyed. But this did not allow the MI9 excavation to proceed smoothly, but instead the heavy stone slabs and large broken bricks were piled up in a haphazard manner, blocking all the entrances and exits and gates, and they may not be able to clear the outer layer of rubble and rubble even if they moved it for a whole day.

It rains almost every day, and a cordon has been put on all sides, even though it is unguarded and difficult to approach.

The members of MI9 knew that it was difficult to enter the mausoleum, but they did not expect to find the door.

"Sir! There's a breakdown here! ”

In the pouring rain, a person waved his hand vigorously not far away, and the chief in his mouth hurriedly leaned over when he heard the words, only to see that there was indeed a small hole in the place where the other party's finger was pointing - less than a meter in diameter, with the help of the eyesight of the extraordinary, they saw that the hole was full of jagged rocks, and they didn't know if it was a dead end in front of them. And with this diameter, there is no room to turn around at all when jumping.

The chief picked up a stone and threw it into the hole, and the people around him had just begun to hold their breath when they heard a "plop".

"It's all water."

It was just a second before it was thrown into the water, and the next sound was not heard at all. The chief's expression was immediately difficult to see: "The depth is unknown, the width is limited, and there is a lot of stagnant water in it, so it is not accessible here, let's find another one." ”

"The pumping equipment is too big to be brought in quietly, and if it is called, it will inevitably attract the attention of the church."

The people around him also saw that it was impossible for people to go down safely in this hole, and when they heard the chief say this, they had to spread it out regretfully and return to their posts. After the chief looked around left and right, and saw that this mausoleum was really completely buried, and it was impossible to break it by any method, his eyes darkened, and he walked to an inconspicuous corner, and took out a small glass bottle from his bosom.

The glass bottle is the simplest of styles, finger-length, with a rolled-up note inside, which looks similar to the "wishing bottle" that children would buy. Buy it, write your wishes on the paper roll inside, and bury it in the ground.

And the use of this prop is the same as that of a wishing bottle, the chief gritted his teeth, opened the note, and wrote a line of words on the small note with a waterproof pen:

"Find an inconspicuous entrance to the mausoleum"

The handwriting written by the waterproof pen was actually dark red, and when it was drenched by the uncovered rain, the dark red ink flowed downward, staining this small piece of paper red to a corner.

He licked his lips, looking at the bottle with fear.

It was enough to write down the wish, and the price required to realize the wish was not up to the person who made the wish, so he carefully rolled up the piece of paper again and stuffed it back as it was.

As soon as he put the bottle back in his coat pocket, he heard an exclamation from his subordinate.

The chief's heart was sudden, and he hurriedly walked out of this hidden corner to hide from the rain, and came to the side of the subordinate who was screaming. In the pouring rain, he wiped the rain from his face, and was about to speak, but found that he was stepping on a dark red liquid under his feet.

There was horror on the subordinate's face, and he couldn't speak, just pointed ahead.

The chief looked down, only to see that it was still the same waterlogged hole just now. The stagnant water had been dyed a suspiciously dark color, and a human head was floating on the water, with eyes looking at the sky, not emitting a single bubble, and slowly sank like this.

"He slipped and fell into the hole, and was about to climb up, but suddenly he didn't move...... "The subordinate said fearfully.

Before he could be shocked, the chief found that the stagnant water was actually slowly falling along with this inexplicable subordinate. He didn't expect his wish to come true so quickly, and the price he paid was so simple and rude. It didn't take long for the skull and stagnant water to disappear completely, revealing a bottomless pitch-black crater, and the strong smell of blood spread from the walls of the crater, mixing with the smell of rain.

The chief picked up a stone again and threw it, this time for a long, long time without a sound, and at last there was a soft thud.

“…… Let's go down. ”

He took a deep breath and let his devotion and faith in His Majesty the Emperor occupy his mind, not thinking about things that were empty-hearted. (End of chapter)