The city of fire and oil, the academy is stationed in the field.

Monroe carefully inspected the room again to make sure that there was no eavesdropping magic secretly set up by the wizards, and then placed the crystal ball on the desk.

The red light became more and more intense, and a strange wave of magic soon spread in all directions.

Monroe wasn't worried that the energy fluctuations would cause the wizards to be alarmed.

Although the entire city of fire and oil has been set up to detect divine magic, the crystal ball in his hand is essentially a witch weapon, and it is precisely because of this that he can search before passing.

The alchemy items on the wizards are varied, and the council has no way to scrutinize them one by one, and they will not do such a thing that can easily cause dissatisfaction.

And a wizard using magic in the room, producing some magic fluctuations, is also very normal, and there is nothing to be suspicious.

After all, there aren't too many wizards who conduct experiments in the room or even cause accidents......

However, Monroe's face was filled with a trace of disgust and grievance, he was a dignified adjutant of the Divine Punishment Army, and he was reduced to the point of needing to rely on this kind of demonic witchcraft!

It's a shame!

While thinking about it, the red light had gradually faded, and a blurry image appeared in front of him, but he could vaguely recognize that this was the current head of the Holy See - Pope Jarves!

"Your Majesty!" Monroe knelt down on one knee and said excitedly and respectfully.

As an ordinary lieutenant in the Divine Punishment Army, he had only had the opportunity to meet the Lord's earthly envoy when he was attending the grand ceremony, but now he was able to talk alone.

"You shouldn't have caught the attention of those wizards these days, right?" Pope Jarvis looked at Monroe, who was kneeling in front of him, and asked indifferently.

"I don't think so, sir." Monroe hesitated for a moment, although he had argued and refuted a few words during his lectures at the academy in the past week, they were still at a normal level.

In fact, because some of the professors' remarks are so unusual, there are questions and doubts in almost every class.

There is no more of him, and no less of him.

Monroe estimated that he had most likely not attracted the attention of the wizards by now, at least he did not notice any signs of being followed or watched when he went out.

"In that case, how much of the task I gave you has been accomplished?" Jarvis asked again.

Monroe replied. "I haven't found out where Lord Joshua is being held, and the wizards are very vigilant, and I suspect that only a very small number of councillors, or even the speakers, know about it."

"As for the magic star, his whereabouts are unknown, and he should have been in the city of fire oil recently, and I have only collected some information about him......"

Speaking of this, Monroe was extremely ashamed.

His Holiness Trust Himself to Entrust Him with Such a Difficult Task.

But for a full week, I didn't have any key gains......

After successfully entering the City of Fire and Oil, those wizards seemed to be very generous and did not restrict anyone's freedom, but in fact, they were enclosed in the wizarding academy for easy supervision.

Not to mention the fact that they have to waste a lot of time listening to the nonsense of the professors.

Naturally, Jarvis was also aware of the risks needed to infiltrate the enemy's hinterland, so he didn't blame Monroe, but instead asked about the current situation in the city of oil, and then added with a sigh.

"How many of the Lord's people are left under the sorcerers?"

Although they are reluctant to say so, in a way, they are indeed forced to abandon the believers of the City of Fire Oil and the entire kingdom, and let them fall into the evil control of wizards.

Now there is only a scene of corpses lying in wait and heads rolling......

Wizards will never let go of believers who believe in the Lord!

But I think they're living as if they're ...... Not bad?

Monroe paused for a moment, and then stopped talking, these days he had also made a secret visit, ready to expose the prosperity of the city of oil, and the result surprised him very much.

Not only were the sorcerers willing to pay 'high wages' for the labor of the poor people, but they also guaranteed them three meals a day, and even the casual workers recruited in the slums were given delicious white bread and the occasional fish steak for lunch.

Add to that the salary of five Imperial Silver Coins, and that's already the treatment that only elite soldiers of the Empire have!

Monroe told everything he had seen and heard, and finally reported it. "I think these wizards are trying to corrupt the devotion to the Lord in the hearts of the poor with money!"

"It's really remarkable." Yárvis's expression was extremely solemn.

If the wizards continue to exercise brutal rule, it will be better to deal with it, and such a cowardly gesture and curry favor at any cost is digging into the foundation of the existence of the church!

Monroe went on to add. "Also, they update their weapons very quickly, and every day a lot of new weapons are being produced."

"I've also heard that these wizards are building something called a train, capable of transporting nearly a thousand tons of goods and an army of a thousand men from any corner of the kingdom to the city of fire oil in a matter of hours!"

Hearing this, Jarvis's face became extremely ugly, and he immediately realized how dangerous this thing called a train would be.

This means that wizards will have terrifying war potential, and they will be able to send a steady stream of soldiers and supplies from across the kingdom for as long as they need them.

Just as Jarvis frowned and pondered a countermeasure, Monroe suddenly spoke.

"But it seems to me that it won't be long before the whole kingdom collapses on its own!"

"Oh?" Jarvis looked at Monroe in surprise, wondering why he would suddenly say that.

Monroe explained, with a sworn remark. "The sorcerers slaughtered the local nobles, but they were not good at managing it, and they squandered the plundered wealth, so that the poor people of the whole city of fire oil ate meat and white bread, and paid extremely high rewards......

"However, they don't care about farming and production, they only know how to be greedy to earn more coins, and now that a large part of the land in the city of fire and oil has been abandoned, I believe that other cities in the eastern part of the kingdom under the rule of wizards will be no exception!"

The more Monroe spoke, the more excited he became, and Pope Jarvis gradually understood the meaning of his words.

In order to earn wealth, the sorcerers dragged poor peasants from the fields to the workshops to produce weapons and alchemical creations of higher value, such a short-sighted move is undoubtedly the way to death!

"The kingdom is still able to maintain its dignity because they have tempted the traitorous merchants through money, and they can buy enough food from the empire, and they only need to cut off this trade route, I dare to conclude that in three months at most, the wizards will collapse themselves!" Monroe concluded rather proudly.

"This is the best news I've ever heard!" Jarves' furrowed brow suddenly widened, and he looked at Monroe appreciatively.

He is worthy of being recommended by Gustav, the commander of the Divine Punishment Army!

This keen insight and inference is simply the material for innate intelligence activities, and it was really a bit condescending to be just an adjutant of the Divine Punishment Army before!

Although trusting Monroe's judgment, Jarvis shook his head and pointed out a shortcoming in the plan.

"Three months is too long! I suspect that the wizards, when they sense that something is wrong, will sit back and watch the kingdom decay and attack the empire in a big way! ”

He didn't dare to imagine how armed the wizards would be in three months......

The kingdom has a population of more than 3 million, and even 1 in 15 can pull out hundreds of thousands of legions, and it only takes a week for each of them to be proficient in handling muskets, becoming a qualified soldier, and threatening the heavily armed divine punishment cavalry on the battlefield.

Not to mention the wizards' new flying machines, airships, alchemy carts, thunder cannons (electromagnetic cannons) and many other powerful alchemy tools, even if the power of the entire empire is gathered, it may not be able to win this vicious battle.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Monroe asked hesitantly.

"We might as well speed up the process!" With the pearl in his hand, Yalvis said in a deep voice, "I think you should have noticed that the actions of the wizards in the kingdom have caused some people to be dissatisfied. ”

Monroe's thoughts flickered, and it immediately occurred to him that the Pope was referring to the nobles of the kingdom.

"Although they have betrayed the Empire and the Church, I think there are still some people who have been coerced by the wizards to choose the wrong path, we might as well give them another chance to prove it......" Jarvis's eyes flashed with a cold edge, and then he continued.

"I'll let another person handle this matter, as long as you continue to investigate intelligence in the City of Fire and Oil, and make some cooperation while ensuring your own safety!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Monroe nodded in reply.

He knew very well that the church would never send only him and Ivina into the kingdom, in fact, as far as he knew, there were more than three hundred spies caught by the wizards, and those who could still hide in the shadows were the best of the best.

"If you can successfully cause chaos in the kingdom, then you will be the first hero, and when you defeat these blasphemers, I will personally baptize you!" Jarvis said approvingly.

Monroe was speechless with excitement, in the past, only the top of the church was qualified to be baptized by the Pope himself, which was equivalent to a guarantee to the pinnacle of power!

With the plan to weaken the wizarding kingdom, Arvis's worries for months suddenly eased a lot, and continued. "Is there anything else you need to report?"

Monroe hesitated for a moment, and then recounted many of the strange theories that he had heard in class over the past few days.

From geometry, the laws of the celestial bodies to the theory of planets......

Halfway through this, Jarvis raised his hand to signal that Monroe didn't have to continue, and then explained.

"Obviously, they are trying to misinterpret the Bible, and I think Gustav must have warned you that all books on witchcraft have demonic powers, and they are very demagoguery, and the only way to resist erosion is not to listen, not to hear, not to ask!"

"I see, thank you for the warning, Your Majesty the Pope!" Monroe thought that the words of these wizards were indeed very inflammatory.

For example, the planetary theory, such a thing that is extremely contrary to common sense, can make up many plausible theories as evidence, confusing tens of thousands of people, and even after listening to it, they can't help but feel that there is a trace of truth.

It was only now that Monroe suddenly realized that he had been polluted by demonic knowledge, and his soul was no longer pure!

Perhaps this is why His Holiness the Pope wanted to baptize himself personally.

Realizing this, Monroe was extremely moved, but soon thought of his companion Ivina!

She may have been more polluted than herself, because in the last two days, Monroe has found that the girl has even begun to take notes during class!

This is an extremely dangerous tendency, and it makes him feel deeply uneasy!

However, just as Monroe was about to speak for instructions, the image of the Pope in front of him suddenly turned from clear to blurry, and the red light emitted by the crystal ball began to flicker irregularly, and then went out directly.

Monroe was startled and turned his head to look around, thinking that the wizards had discovered and interrupted his magic.

Fortunately, he remembered that the cardinal, who was in charge of the dangerous witchcraft creation, had warned him that the 'signal' of this thing was not good, and it was better not to have too long a communication time, otherwise the signal of this thing might be interrupted......

"Damn witchcraft creations!" Monroe cursed, but there was nothing he could do.

He's not a wizard, and he doesn't know much about alchemy, so he can only make the next connection until he recharges himself.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the key things have been said almost!

Monroe quickly gathered his emotions, put away the crystal ball, pushed the door and walked out.

Ivina was leaning against the wall of the living room, her right hand not off the hilt of her sword, to prevent anyone from suddenly breaking in and disturbing the conversation, and when she saw Monroe coming out of the room, she asked curiously.

"Everything is going well, right? Monroe? ”

"Very good, His Holiness the Pope has recognized my abilities and strategies!" Monroe said rather smugly, and then looked around Evena's body, and immediately noticed the thick note hanging from the girl's waist.

This place was originally used to hang Bibles, but now it is used to store notes containing the knowledge of wizards.

Monroe said dissatisfied. "You seem to be interested in wizarding knowledge these days, right? Evina? ”

"You're too obvious, Monroe!" Ivina's face remained unchanged, but she reminded herself. "Wizards are very intellectually curious, and people like you who never record their classes are an absolute minority, and it is easy to attract their attention!"

"It was indeed my negligence." Monroe's face changed, and his tone suddenly slowed down a little. "You also have to be extra careful, the knowledge of demons has the power to deceive people's minds, and further study is likely to distort our cognition......"

Ivina nodded hesitantly.

"One month, one more month for us is enough!" Monroe swore and spoke. "According to my plan, with the help of those people, at most a month, the huge magic kingdom will collapse!"

A month?

Ivina sighed to herself as she thought about what she had seen and heard these days.

The poor people of the kingdom are afraid that they will suffer again.

(End of chapter)