The stench of these refugees can be smelled from afar.
As he spoke, he looked towards Lawrence, who was just beside the porridge shelter.
"This Third Prince is truly weak, caring about these refugees."
"Young master need not worry, being sent here means he’s already lost his power."
The young noble couldn’t help but nod: "That’s true, the Second Prince looks more like a king."
After speaking, the young noble seemed to think of something: "Why didn’t those people report last night?"
"They said something unexpected came up; this Prince’s actions somewhat affected them."
The Saintess was watching her Priests, examining and treating the people in the refugee camp.
"Did you gather any information yesterday?"
Anita slightly nodded beside her.
"We did, indeed someone is spreading some kind of faith within the refugee camp."
"Like the promise of attaining happiness without suffering from illness.
Like obtaining power to deliver injustice upon the perpetrators."
Although these beliefs seem righteous, as soon as you connect the dots, you know which two Evil Gods they are.
"Evil things, spoken with such righteous tone."
"Saintess, do you have any news?" Kana approached and asked at this moment.
Alicia gave him a glance and nodded.
"I can roughly confirm that someone inside is spreading the faith of the Evil Gods, hoping to pinpoint some people today."
"No need for that trouble," Kana smiled and said, "We’ve already pinpointed the gathering place of the cult within the refugee camp."
As soon as this was said,
Alicia and the nearby Holy Knights paused for a moment.
They all turned their heads towards him.
Kana just smiled and nodded, adding, "We should thank your actions yesterday, clearly it alarmed the cultists and made them gather together."
"The Night Watchers followed them and found the gathering place, overhearing some of their plans."
A Holy Knight furrowed his brows.
He said, "Since we have already captured these evil doers, we should act quickly and mete out the Holy Light’s punishment."
"No, no, no, we can’t do that. These cultists are quite crazy. If we battle them within the refugee camp, many refugees will die in the fight or be forced into corruption."
Hearing this, the Holy Knight seemed to only now realize it and quickly nodded and bowed: "Apologies." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
Alicia looked at Kana: "How did you manage it? You just arrived, didn’t you?"
It has only been two days since arrival, and to capture the cultists in the refugee camp directly, isn’t the efficiency too high?
"In this aspect, we are professionals."
Alicia didn’t ask more, changing the topic: "Then how do you plan to act?"
Since Kana’s group is professional, it is better to let them lead the actions.
After all, having fought alongside Kana’s group before, there is some level of trust.
Kana said, "Yesterday, when the cult was gathering, we learned of their upcoming sacrificial action.
According to the information you’ve obtained before, they always choose concealed locations for their sacrifices and hide their tracks along the way.
This way, we can follow them and, when they perform their sacrifice, catch them all in one go, avoiding any harm to the refugees in the camp."
Alicia thought for a moment and then nodded.
"Okay, if you take any actions, inform us; we will coordinate."
After chatting for a moment, Kana left.
Alicia watched Kana’s departing figure.
"The Night Watchers are indeed formidable," she muttered, explaining to Anita’s quizzical look.
"The Night Watchers must have some means to identify cultists, otherwise they couldn’t have found their gathering place so quickly.
Is it because of the oath they took about the world?"
Alicia couldn’t guarantee.
They quickly reconvened with Lawrence.
"What? The Night Watchers have not only found them but also locked onto the targets?"
Lawrence was somewhat surprised.
Alicia nodded: "Correct."
"Are they that formidable? More so than the Holy Light Church?" Lawrence stared at Alicia as he spoke.
To this, Alicia explained: "At least for now, in terms of targeting those cultists, they are indeed much more professional than us."
A large mansion in the city.
This is a noble’s property within the city.
A large, brightly lit room.
A huge goose feather bed, with luxurious furniture placed around.
On the bed, the young noble from the day was enjoying himself.
Several young and beautiful, fair-skinned girls were attending to him.
A faint pink aroma filled the air, carrying a sweet, cloying scent.
"Jasmine, oh! Well done, ah~"
The nobleman called out.
His eyes couldn’t help but emit a faint purple light, opening his mouth calling out.
A slender tongue flicked out of his mouth, like a long serpent’s tongue.
He had long since taken on an inhuman appearance.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
The crisp knocking drew his crazed expression into restraint, frowning in slight impatience.
The butler walked in.