As social intelligent beings, human beings will always gather with each other for hobbies, professions, beliefs, and other reasons, and many strange organizations have been formed in the world.

Some organizations are powerful, the most powerful of which is the 'Holy See of Light', and some have strict restrictions on the professions of their members, such as the Alchemy Society, the Mage Alliance, and so on; Some organizations are evil, they have no lower limit to their pursuit of power and profit, such as some small cult groups; Some organizations are strange, they are somewhere between good and evil, and although they behave strangely and disgustingly, they often do not cause much harm to society, such as a large-scale organization called the 'Square Hunters', whose members are mainly middle-aged female humans (and a small number of men) - they have a very strong desire to occupy open spaces - in the heyday of the group, any square-like open space in any city will immediately be filled with a large number of square hunters, Simply sharper than the vultures that smell carrion, when they are numerous enough, they begin a mystical ritual that resembles a dance, through which they declare their possession of the clearing.

In short, some of these organizations are desirable and some are reviled by others, but in the history of the Holy Light Empire, no organization has been labeled as 'human disgrace' or 'stain on the sleeve of Tinos' as 'The Wendland Brotherhood'.

The Wendland Brotherhood first appeared in Sheakshire fifty years ago by Wendland Merlin, a retired paladin with a fervent faith. At its inception, its members were predominantly Capable and fanatics, preaching that 'common faith is the basis for equality' and that the state would revise its foreign policy toward other intelligent races to allow them to use more effective (and at the same time more extreme) methods of preaching. The parliament at that time was very troubled by this, and on more than one occasion proposed to the Holy See to forcibly dissolve the Wyndland Brotherhood, but was prevaricated by the Holy See on the grounds of 'silencing the mouths of believers and fearing that it would be inappropriate'.

With the acquiescence of the Holy See, the Windland Brotherhood became more unscrupulous, and it was during this period that their philosophy changed, from 'all things in the world should be worshipped by Dinus as the supreme god' to 'certain beings are born unworthy of the grace of the supreme god, and all beings are never equal and cannot be equal'. The new program received more recognition, and a large number of new blood poured in, from warriors to businessmen, from law controllers to artists, as long as they were excellent people from all walks of life.

After many rounds of collision and fusion of new ideas, the concept of the Wendland Brotherhood has once again changed and completely solidified - 'human beings are supreme, and all things are subordinate'.

Since then, the Brotherhood has begun to advocate for the classification of dwarves, elves and other creatures as sub-races, and the necessity of their existence depends on how much value they can create for human society, and even hopes that the six human empires can jointly send troops to conquer the Hazy Forest and the Kaolin Kingdom, so that these places can operate in a way that is 'more beneficial to humanity', and that 'even the lowest humans can have the best elven artwork and tools made by dwarves'.

'Humans are the main force that overthrows the rule of the demons, and the elves and dwarves are the ones who sit back and enjoy it, and it is their turn to do something', this kind of slogan was very popular in Achia at the time, and not only did it deceive many commoners, but even among some people in power, and similar political tendencies appeared - which directly led to the freezing point of diplomatic relations between various races.

When the Holy See finally realizes that the core ideas of the Wendland Brotherhood are no different from those of the old rulers, it is too late to prevent the tragedy from happening.

It was the 'First Birthday' forty years ago (the day of the fall of the Antucan Imperial Court was designated as the 'First Birthday'), and it was customary for countries to hold a grand celebration to commemorate the end of the demonic rule. On this day, a number of extremely brutal murders occurred in the major cities of the six human empires at the same time, and the dead were all elves or dwarves who stayed in human society for a long time for various reasons.

It was an orchestrated murder by the Wendland Brothers, a demonstration they had been planning for a long time, and it worked just as they had hoped.

The Elders of the Forest and the King of the High Mountains formed an alliance for the first time, and in their opinion, it was the indulgence of the Holy See of Light and the inaction of the Human Empire that led to such a tragedy, and obviously, this was the case. Countless elven archers and dwarven warriors walked out of the forest and out of the mountains to seek justice for their innocent and tragic deaths—not an impulse to strike a stone with an egg, for dryads and rock giants could be seen in the marching procession, and even two emerald dragons soared in the sky.

Had it not been for the surprise of the Pope at the time, the 'holy' Zachariah, the war that would have engulfed the whole of Arcia would have erupted in a single night - after all, the six human empires were not monolithic.

Zechariah took off his 'crown of light' and fell to his knees under the watchful eyes of countless soldiers, believers, and emissaries of the conquest coalition.

Immediately following them knelt were six archbishops and twelve knights of the Holy Sword.

This is the first time in the centuries-old history of the Holy See of Light that it has bowed to the world.

A humble gesture in exchange for the possibility of peace talks, and after a great deal of concessions and promises from humanity, the coalition finally agreed to withdraw its troops.

The threat of war was lifted, and the Empire of Humanity began to focus on the purge of the Wendland Brotherhood, an organization whose existence was defined as illegal, and whose ideology was called 'demonic restoration', in which all civilians involved were put to death and all core members were subjected to soul burning—a process that lasted fifteen years and paid a terrible price.

It was not until twenty-five years ago that the Holy See declared the Wendland Brotherhood dead out, and that there would never be a similar incident again.

Now, this long-extinct organization has appeared in the Witcher's underground training camp.

The shock in the hearts of the reservists had already turned over the sea, but under the effect of the paralyzing toxin, they could not make a surprised expression or speak.

Like a well-prepared birthday surprise, when people suddenly jump out of the darkness with a cake in their hands, the birthday star should be in a state of being scared silly, or crying with joy, in short, it should not be cold and indifferent - this is too boring.

Aware of this problem, Christo said to Samantha, "Honey, could you please modify the range of effect of the 'Paralysis' a little?" At least let them move their tongues, everybody has the right to speak freely, you know, we're not a hypocritical and authoritarian body like the Holy See. ”

"Don't you worry about them chanting mantras or praying? Polly himself is not the only one who controls the law here. ”

Samantha glanced at him coldly.

"With you and Calvin here, should I worry about that?"

Critos smiled and turned to look at the gray-robed mage, "What do you say, Master Calvin?" ”

"I can turn thirty-one tongues into thirty-one slugs, and it only takes about two seconds."

Calvin snorted, "Of all the people present, Polly is the only one who can threaten us with magic, and now that he's on the Forbidden Chain, I don't think there's any need to be so careful." ”

Samantha didn't say anything more, she whispered a few incantations, and soon, everyone felt that the paralysis subsided somewhat, and although the hands and feet were still stiff, the tongue and lips did barely regain consciousness.

"Okay, can you all talk? Ah, yes, I saw a young man over there swallowing. ”

Christo said happily: "I think you all have a rough idea of what happened. It took us seven months to successfully connect to your teleportation circle, sneak in in the middle of the night, and capture your mentors one by one, and Mister Vaolet wanted to resist - so we twisted his arm into a rag and then used a little trick to get Helen to scream, which worked, didn't it? You're scrambling to get here, jumping like moths to a fire into the range of the 'paralysis' - in general, despite all the preparation and intelligence we've done beforehand, we really didn't expect it to all go so smoothly, and really, I have several backup plans in place. ”

There was silence in the audience, and it was clear that no one knew what to say even if their mouths could move, and the young reservists even felt that even a little louder breathing could make the situation worse.

"Your organization, the Wendland Brotherhood, should have been eradicated once and for all."

In the end, it was Wren who spoke first, "I learned this section in history class, and it is said that the Holy See and the Six Great Empires have exhausted all means to ensure that nothing slips through the net. ”

"Obviously, they didn't exhaust everything."

Criteos smiled, looking relieved to have a few words with the young men, "Of course it's important to learn history well, young man, but don't be superstitious about those things—history is just a nasty subject for you, and for us, history itself." ”

"You...... Let's ...... Here's ...... What is the purpose...... Target......? ”

Adam asked with difficulty, apparently still a little tingling in his tongue.

"Good question!"

Christo looked at Luo Yu and Maleos, who were kneeling beside him, "Before entering here, I sent a letter to Archbishop Mycella, and it did make a small request-'Secretly send Rhodes Palmer to kill the elves and dwarven diplomats of the Holy Light Empire and send their heads back to their homeland, or I will kill all the mentors and reservists in the underground training camp, and leave no one behind'-well, just such a small request, giving them two days to think about it is enough to give them enough time, yes, you will live or die in two days, It's up to the temple to decide. ”

Die......

We?

The reservists all looked more or less frightened, ashamed of this, but they couldn't control their instinctive fear—those terrible enemies, dangerous tasks, they had to face only after they got out of the training camp, and their biggest problem here before was only a final assessment.

"You want to provoke another war and pull the Holy See and the Human Empire down at the same time, as you have done in history."

Wren gritted his teeth and said, "What's the point of doing this?" The world is in chaos and falling apart, how much can you get out of it? ”

"Benefits!"

Chris looked confused, "What's wrong with this society?" Everyone only talks about the 'benefits' when they do things! 'Benefits'! My lord is above, and sometimes I really want to pick a son and quit, just for the sake of these fools...... As if it had nothing to do with them...... Expect others to ...... everything."

"Don't be angry, sir,"

Kim of the Mighty Brothers, said in a deep voice: "There are always more thorns than praise on the path of greatness, and how can the mortal people understand our great ambitions." ”

"yes, you're right, Brother Kim."

Christo sighed, then glanced at the young people in the audience with a compassionate gaze, "What good can we get?" Doing these thankless tasks brings us nothing but slander, hunting, and hiding in Tibet – but we must still persevere, for the benefit of all mankind. Yes, while your descendants are in and out of the elven garden as easily as you are in your own kitchen, while you enjoy the endless resources of the forest and the mountains, we are still nailed to the pillar of shame of history and will never be able to turn over—oh, what good can we gain? ”

"It's all!"

Maleos couldn't bear it any longer, and scolded: "Are you a child when Lord Rhodes? I'd rather believe that all the water in this world has turned to wine than that Lord Rhodes will kill people at your request!" He's definitely trying to save us now! ”

"Is there something talking?"

Christo asked curiously.

"It's the dwarf, sir, it's the dwarf who imitates humans and speaks the lingua franca."

Carter replied immediately.

"yes, that's disgusting. I don't talk to the dwarves, they are vulgar and dirty, and they always smell of sweat and wine. ”

Christo said disdainfully, and Ted, another Holy Able, silently walked up to Maleos, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up with ease like a large rag doll - and then punched him twice in the stomach, and then threw the dwarf at the feet of the feather like garbage. Then, Christo turned his gaze to Luo Yu again, "Mr. Elf over there, could you please repeat what your dwarf colleague said?" ”

Luo Yu lowered his eyes, looking like his heart was like ashes. After a while, he slowly repeated what Maleos had said.

"Oh, you're right, even if Archbishop Mycella had agreed to my request, Rod Palmer wouldn't have done such a thing."

Christo shrugged, "If he really wants you people to die, then he can take my letter and wipe his nose - don't expect him to have any other way to save you, the small teleportation circle here can only establish one teleportation channel at a time, and when it binds to our teleportation array, the connection to the previous circle will naturally be disconnected." And the first thing we did when we got here was to shut down the teleportation array in the training camp, so that we didn't have to think about getting here by magical means—am I right, Master Calvin? ”

"That's right, sir."

Calvin said with a sense of sympathy: "The location of this training camp is too deep, which also causes the spatial energy here to be distorted and suppressed, and it seems that there are some other means of restriction - I don't know, after all, Akron Holy Ableman is not a free character - in short, except for the use of teleportation arrays, I believe that there is no spatial spell that can accurately send the caster here." ”

"Then, it shouldn't be difficult to dig through a thousand-meter-deep layer of soil by magical means......

The whisper of a young reservist was heard from the audience, and Calvin immediately laughed loudly, and Samantha sneered disdainfully.

"You can't do it, you foolish student, not even the Great Tutor, Mr. Bloomfield."

Polly had been hanging his head in frustration, but then he couldn't help but say: "For ordinary people, the concept of the earth is just dirt and rocks, but from the perspective of magic, the earth is alive. It is made up of countless silent and stable earth elementals, and if you use magic to deal with it, the earth will resist it - after all, no matter how proficient a mage is in elemental magic, the elements he can mobilize are only very, very small compared to nature. ”

"That's the case, children, happy or not, we're going to spend the next two days day and night - if Lord Rhodes ends up cutting off the heads of diplomats from the Misty Forest and the Kaolin Kingdom, I assure you that all of you will be safe from here; If Lord Rhodes chooses to let those secondary creatures go, he'll give up on you at the same time, and I'll kill you all and leave with regret - ah, sorry, it's going to be two days away anyway, and I shouldn't let the future affect your mood right now, right? ”

Christo smiled and said, "Fortunately, we have been polite to each other so far, and we have not spoken or acted aggressively with each other, so I hope this friendly state of affairs will continue—"

"Do you want me to say, you guys are good enough to go to the trouble of sneaking into our bootcamp just to daydream, or do you mean you Brotherhood of Wendland shit can't even fit in a comfy bed outside?"

Vaolet, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke.

"Daydreaming?"

Christo's eyes narrowed.

"There's no way you'll succeed, and as my good fellow Mareos said, it's less likely that Lord Rhodes will help you commit a murder than if all the water in the world suddenly turns to wine."

Vaolet let out a snorting laugh, "On one side are countless innocent lives, and on the other hand, there are several mentors plus thirty-one rookie reserves who haven't even passed the assessment, even the most brainless people know which side to give up, right?" ”

"Boys, I just said that I hope that the friendly relationship between us will continue, but apparently your practical instructor is against it."

Christo looked around and paced slowly on the stage, "This training camp is really a wonderful hiding place, and it was because it was too safe that I let my guard down, right?" Look at you, Vaolet, and look what you hypocrites have done, training camps for warriors for the Supreme God, allowing other races to swagger here, and serving as mentors to humanity—"

He walked past Helen, Polly, Vaolet, and Falling Feather, and then returned behind Valolet, gently stroking the top of his head, "—you have given secondary creatures a position above humans, and you have given them the opportunity to be above humans, and you want your people to be respectful of an elf, don't you?" Or hooking up with a filthy dwarf? ”

Valolet fell silent in response, and Christo's eyes grew colder, "If you don't want us to be friendly, then I'll do what you want." I'm going to kill one first—it's not a big deal, there are so many hostages—it's okay to kill one first, but I'm going to let you choose, Woollet, who do you want to die first? Is it a reserve, or a mentor, or a human, or something else? ”

"Me."

Vaolet didn't think about it, smiled and said, "You can kill me first." ”