After listening to the words of Baron Fiorlando in front of her, Tatiana, who had many doubts about the Rock Lake Mine, finally let go of the doubts in her heart.

Everything that happened in this mine seems to make perfect sense.

The magic that escapes from the air does not falsify, the corpses that are being sorted and piled up do not, the small number of miners who cower and are kept aside are strong proof, and there is nothing flawed in all the performances and statements given by Baron Fiorlando.

Moreover, the passage he just said was already very, very heavy within the Black Sun Society.

The so-called "confrontation in front of the Black Sun Secret Ritual" is actually tantamount to acquiescing in the secret ritual's spiritual interrogation of itself, and only a person who is absolutely loyal to the association and his beliefs and has no timidity would dare to say such a thing.

After all, psychic interrogation is nothing more than madness, stupidity, or death at best, but in the face of the Black Sun Secret Rite, any slightest concealment can be punished with the harshest punishment - any person, no matter what his status, is judged "guilty" by the Black Sun Secret Rite, the distant abyss will send its own murderous pursuers to the sinner.

In this case, even if the sinner is not killed on the spot, he will be pursued endlessly until he is torn to pieces by the pursuers, and his will and soul will be absorbed by the abyss in the process.

"Calm down, Fiorlando, there's no one here who wants you to swear in front of the Secret Rite."

Tatiana's tone softened a little, and she sighed heavily as she looked at the badly damaged ritual sculpture in front of her, before she stepped forward and examined the scattered fragments of the sculpture.

After carefully examining the scattered sculptural remains, Tatiana basically agreed with Fiorlando's judgment.

She couldn't find any trace of any magic or magic on this destroyed Black Sun Secret Ritual, all she could feel was the familiar aura of the abyss.

This means that the destruction of the ritual is very likely to start from within—some important parts of the ritual have been maliciously destroyed before, and only in this case can a stable and powerful ritual collapse on its own.

After examining the wreckage of the Black Sun Ritual Rite, Tatiana stood up and turned to the baron and said, "I need a captive. ”

Baron Fiorlando shrugged: "Whatever you want, there's more ...... But I remind you that these miners did not join the riot, they remained in their camps. ”

"It's okay, just let me see what they're thinking."

As she spoke, Tatiana waved her hand, and an exceptionally large palm made of black mist formed out of thin air, and it quickly reached out of the miners' ranks, and in a burst of exclamations, grabbed a middle-aged miner red-handed.

In the next moment, the dark magic turned into a sharp needle, stabbing the middle-aged miner's head.

Immediately afterward, the long needle used to capture the target's thoughts and memories stirred violently in the middle-aged miner's brain.

Moments later, Tatiana tossed the miner, who had collapsed into a mess of mud, and in the brutal detection he had just gotten the same terrible treatment as a psychic interrogation, his will had been destroyed in the process, and his spirit had been shattered into a mess of detritus.

In the miner's memory, Tatiana got everything she needed.

She saw the contact between Baron Fiorlando and the Black Sun Ritual during the day, and with the help of the Secret Rite, the Baron had completed a long ritual that was obviously quite difficult.

Then, she saw in those memories the preparation of the miners to start a riot, and she saw that a considerable number of people in the mine were rapidly assembled, and they still had weapons in their hands......

After receiving this important information and evidence, Tatiana turned her head and said solemnly, "Fiorlando, I already know the general situation. ”

"So, what are you going to do?"

"We will be responsible for the next task of investigation, and I will report these relevant situations to the headquarters...... And you, just concentrate on cleaning up this mine! ”

The baron's expression was grim: "Sounds like you're going to make me a coolie?" ”

"It's good for you to be a coolie now."

Tatiana replied calmly: "This situation is indeed sudden, and the main responsibility is not on you, but you still missed something...... If your shooter battalion can go along, tonight might be a lot better. ”

With that, Tatiana took out a thin and brittle black crystal, and her fingers used a slight force to pinch the thin piece, and then, a special magic signal rose, drawing a huge black sun pattern in the night sky.

"You seem to have lost a lot of soldiers, and we'll send some more men to fill your gaps, don't worry, it's going to be better than the ones in the mines."

Tatiana beckoned to the Asaru Giant Bird cowering in the distance, and when it got closer, she turned her head and said, "The mine must be maintained after all, and you can solve the miners' problems yourself." ”

With that, Tatiana rolled over and rode onto the back of the Asaru Giant Bird, and flew high into the air a few seconds later.

Shug raised his head, and he looked quietly at the sky, watching as the Asaru giant bird kept flapping its wings until it had completely disappeared into the deep night.

He walked over to the hapless miner, took a quick check on his condition, and shook his head helplessly.

He's hopeless.

Although he had chosen the Black Sun Society, the Black Sun Society did not show any mercy because of his choice.

Now, the miner's mental world has been completely destroyed, his will, thoughts, and memories are no longer repairable, and he can't even respond to external stimuli.

“……”

Shuge finished his investigation of the miner, and instead of rushing to dispel the huge illusion covering the Rock Lake Mine, he slowly gave new orders to the soldiers.

The vast majority of the soldiers were still sorting the bodies, and a small number broke away to bring the miners, surrounded by panic and despair, back to the camp.

An "officer" came to Hugh's side, and he clearly had some opinion of the present situation, but before he had said a word, the fickle baron lost his temper again, and he cursed twice, and threw the officer to the ground, and punched and kicked him.

In the gloomy night sky, a figure that had disappeared before reappeared, flashing under the heavy clouds, finally out of the range of Xiuge's magical sense, and disappeared.

At this moment, the baron, who had been busy beating the officer, finally stopped, and he quickly bent down, helped the officer who was busy rolling with his head in his hands, and helped pat the dust off his body.

"I'm sorry, I may have been pushing too hard."

"Ordinary Mr. Ernst, I was caught by them when I was doing sleeper work in Wattle before, and the beating was terrible at that time, and you can only be considered a massage."

"Okay, I see, I'll add magic next time...... Go ahead and tell the others to come back quickly, it's time to start the next step. ”

With that, Shug snapped his fingers lightly, and the vast magical illusion that enveloped the mine began to dissipate rapidly.

The corpses were still corpses, except that they were no longer the miners, but were "re-dressed" with the clothes of the soldiers and overseers.

Through a series of plans, Xiuge finally succeeded in achieving his first big goal after entering this dangerous country.

With his own planning and ability, he managed to create a huge roster gap for his side.

And now, it's time for them, the infiltrators, to fill the void freely.

……

"Mulled wine."

"Dry fries."

"Burnt chicken."

"Steak, grilled just right."

In a sprawling house in the Dawn Society's temporary residence, a long list of strange words had been copied by several clerks from the telecommunications secret instrument, and when they were reported to two professional mages, the way they were arranged and combined changed dramatically.

Among these busy crowds were not only the official members of the Dawn Sword, but also those who wore different costumes and insignia—from different countries and organizations, from Waterl's professional magical spies to armed agents in the Iris of Teresa, and of course, sword wielders with very special shapes and temperaments.

Meyer and many other core leaders of the Dawn Society bypassed these busy intelligence officers, and this was the first time they had officially "inspected" the place since the official establishment of the Dawn Sword.

Darswell looked at the strange words with interest, and when he saw the word "stinky salmon", he couldn't help but whisper, "Hey, I know it's a cryptographic method, but why did you decide to use these words, it's all for food?" ”

"Not all, at least the 'stinky salmon' and 'charred chicken' don't look very good."

Meyer laughed and quipped, "If you want to know the secret, I'm afraid you'll have to ask Felix...... If you beg him, he will still speak. ”

"Forget it."

Darswell shook his head: "This kid has a lot of temper lately, he said before, anyone who wants to inquire about these things has only two choices, either get rid of it, or join the Sword of Dawn...... I don't dare mess with him. ”

"In that case, let's not disturb the work of the professionals here."

One of the Dharma Council mages who was traveling with him smiled, "Everyone, please come with me, we will wait in the next room for a while, Professor Veka will be here soon, and we will have a chance to learn more about the latest news before he comes." ”

With that, he led the group out of the busy house and into the next room.

As the mage had said, it didn't take long for a simple and neat report to be delivered to everyone, and with the help of the mages, its contents were directly displayed in the form of magical images in midair.

"The 'Hidden Ladder' plan has begun to be officially implemented, and there is no need for support for the time being."

"Temporarily halting the infiltration of Target 5 is too risky."

"No. 16, No. 17, No. 48 are very vulnerable, No. 2, No. 4 to 9 are relatively dangerous."

"The fishing village is stable, and there is no wind and waves......

Even after the initial translation and reorganization, the messages sent from Saint-Steele were vague and cluttered, with special code names for specific plans, objectives, and regions and locations.

This was a plan that was decided together with the officially established Sword of Dawn before Xiuge and the others set out.

Although this plan is likely to hurt the newly formed alliance emotionally, the penetration and influence of the Black Sun Society should not be underestimated, and the others of Shuge and Felix would rather add some extra steps in the process than have their intelligence work leaked due to the defection or vacillation of a few people in the team.

Once that happens, the consequences are likely to be devastating and no one can afford to do so.

Therefore, even when showing the "results" to Meyer and other core members of the Dawn Society, they did not really show the true content of these important information - after all, now, although the Sword of Dawn is nominally affiliated with the Dawn Society, it has begun to support the actions of many countries and organizations at the same time, which makes the status of the Sword of Dawn soar in a short period of time, after all, no one wants to take action without intelligence support, and that kind of behavior is really no different from sending death.

"Well, while Professor Veka hasn't arrived yet, let me guess what these messages mean......"

Meyer clapped his hands lightly, he made a joke, and then he leaned in front of the messages, and after carefully scanning the important secrecy twice, his expression became delighted.

Darthwell knew his old friend best, so he asked, "Why, what do you see?" ”

"Hmm...... Although I do not know what these code names refer to, I can see from this information that our comrades, who are active in enemy territory, seem to be making some good progress, at least they are now able to find out where they are dangerous and where they are weakly defended, and they are able to continue with those plans on that basis. ”

Mayer stroked his beard: "Of course, more importantly, I don't see any sacrifice or death in these messages worthy of our grief, which is the best news for a group of people who have stepped into a dangerous place." ”

"You're right, Professor Frey Meyer."

An old mage stepped into the conference room just in time, and he smiled at Meyer, who was looking at him, and echoed, "They are a group of warriors, a group of true warriors...... I don't agree with putting too much pressure on such a group of brave people who sacrifice their lives to take risks, and I hope that they can do more miracles on the premise of protecting their own safety. ”

(End of chapter)