"I'm a dying person anyway..."

In the gloomy and dark prison, Philip trembled and picked up the gold pound coupon on the table, as if he had made up his mind, and nodded heavily: "Say, what should I do?" Help you kill? ”

"In the next few days, people will come looking for you."

Mavi got up and walked towards the door, and behind him, Philip suddenly said, "Please be kind to my daughter, priest." ”

"The goddess witnesses everything, and in her presence, there is no hiding of deception and lies, and truth is supreme."

Leaving the cell, Mavi pulled out a list.

Philip Greene

Brooke Gale

Arlyn Byrne

Raising their hands to cross out Philip's name, they continued on to the next cell.

Late at night, in the dark suburbs, the gates of the Ungersar Prison opened, and a horse-drawn carriage slowly drove out in the direction of New Russia.

In the woods, a pair of eyes watched the distant carriage, quietly hiding its figure.

Half an hour later, the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate.

"Satuk..."

In the candle-lit chamber, Bishop Fowler stroked his left hand, which had regrown and had a silky skin like milk, and asked with his eyes down, "Now that there are not many churches left in the city, what do you say they will do?" ”

Fr. Satuk, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, filled his glass with red wine and replied: "If they were wise people, they would have guessed what the consequences of the New Religious Law would be, so the list of religious affairs they presented was most likely false." ”

Bishop Fowler nodded slightly, "yes... The list of believers is the most important thing in the church, and we don't need to have a direct conflict with the small church, after all, no one can say whether they have gods coming down or not, and fighting against the gods is a matter of the gods, and we are not qualified enough. ”

"So..."

"It's enough to force them away and eradicate the believers, and in this way, the gods who have lost the power of faith will naturally collapse."

"Next, those small churches must find ways to falsify the list." "If you think about it from their standpoint, you can see that there is not much way out, either to evacuate the faithful in advance, or... Find a substitute for the dead. After marrying His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, Wexford County is completely under our control, and their every move cannot escape our eyes, even if some lost lambs are stupid to help them, they can't reverse their fate. ”

Tasting the expensive red wine, Bishop Fowler nodded with satisfaction: "Fate cannot be changed, this is an established fact, but there is one thing that worries me..."

Father Satuk asked, "What is it?" ”

"Those big churches that have left, it is not good for us to have enemies with them at the moment, not to mention that we also have branch churches in other kingdoms, so it is understandable to let them leave safely, but I am afraid that before they leave, they will secretly make trouble, disturb the order, and cause trouble for us."

"About this... You don't have to worry. Fr. Satuk said with a smile: "Tonight, as you expected, those big churches have secretly sent people to steal the list of the other church, and plan to give the list to those small churches to confuse us. ”

Bishop Fowler raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Has the list fallen into the hands of the small church? ”

"Of course not, I sent someone to cut off the beard, in a dark alley, using the magic bestowed by the goddess Wild..."Father Satuk took out a few bloodstained lists, "I wanted to report this to you early, but you are too busy, not only to discuss the marriage with His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, but also to carry out the order of the goddess Wilde and select two elites of the Knights..."

"Who else knows about this but you?"

"And the servants of God, Barry and Ernest..."

"Ernest? He's also involved? "Bishop Fowler was impressed by the name, and if you knew there was a spy around you, you would be paying more attention to him.

"He is a nail planted by the Wisdom God Cult around us, and it should be used at a critical moment. I leaked the list to him just to tell him that we haven't 'discovered' his true identity yet. ”

"I made the right decision to put such an important place in New Ross City in charge of you, Satuk."

Bishop Fowler said from the bottom of his heart: "Your cunning is even better than mine. ”

"But you're the one who promoted me." Father Satuk bowed, "I willingly assist you, as I did with the goddess Wild. ”

"Don't be too busy showing your loyalty, I know your loyalty."

Winter, winter, winter!

There was a knock on the door of the chamber, and the priest Ernest pushed the door and entered, "Father Satuk, Bishop Fowler, Barry has returned, and he has brought the latest information about the Church of Truth. ”

"The Point Guard Is Here"

"Let him in."

A man shrouded in a cloak walked into the chamber and took off his hood, revealing a featureless, ordinary face, so ordinary that if thrown into the crowd, it would disappear instantly.

But...

If Macmillan was present, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance, he was the black-clothed servant who followed Ma Wei and a few people but was arrested in the police station to drink judicial milk tea!

"Tonight, Fr. Mavi of the Church of Truth went to the Angesar prison...."

Barry, the priest, described in detail what he had seen, and after listening to it, Bishop Fowler and Father Satuk looked at each other and smiled obscurely.

As they expected...

In order to protect believers, the Church of Truth is looking for scapegoats!

And their target is the prisoners in the prison of Angissar!

"I can't sit still..."

Bishop Fowler stroked his empty left ring finger and laughed coldly: "There is nothing wrong with finding scapegoats to exchange your own believers, but it's a pity... After all, it didn't escape from the palm of our hands. ”

"Bishop, are we going to Ungesar Prison to ask for a closer look?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's them who should be in a hurry now, finding a scapegoat is only the first step, they have to find a way to send the believers out of the city, and then get the scapegoat out of prison..."Bishop Fowler narrowed his eyes, "Our goal is the list of real believers in their hands, and we can't be too anxious to get this thing, let alone force them to jump over the wall in a hurry." ”

Barry, the servant of the gods, suddenly realized: "Then what are you going to do next, Bishop?" Wait and see? ”

"No, not only can we wait and see, but we must also take the initiative." Bishop Fowler said: "Satuk, after the withdrawal of the Great Church from New Rus, did we not free up some men? ”

"Yes."

"Send out all these people, disguise themselves as coachmen, operate around the Church of Truth, buy a shop on Kerr Street, open a random shop, and as the store manager, visit all the shops on Kerr Street, and secretly investigate who are the believers of the Church of Truth."

"Understood."

"Also, don't act at the first time, just collect information, and then contact His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, and ask him to use his connections to block all the main roads, and once he finds that the believers of the Church of Truth are out of the city, track them for a distance, and arrest them immediately after being sure that no one is watching! From their mouths, the names of other believers are interrogated, and one is delayed, and two is delayed, until all confessions are made! ”