Chapter 67 Report

The Poseidon Cult has many extraordinary people who have reached the metamorphic level, and is undoubtedly a force that the Fisher family cannot contend with.

Irene had originally thought that if the other party was an illegal extraordinary person with a bad identity, with the power of the Fisher family, they could try to swallow them up and seize the mysterious treasure-level object.

But the power of the Poseidon Cult is simply not something they can resist.

"Caution" and "secrecy" are the two most important principles of the Fischer family.

She knew that it was not the right decision to rob other gangsters, and the best decision was to report the Isaac family.

However, reporting will obviously bring about two obvious problems.

The first problem was the lack of evidence. Although the secret ear technique had the effect of eavesdropping, it had no ability to record sound at all. What she heard was just "one-sided words."

The bottle of potion alone was not enough as evidence, because Mrs. Isaac could have simply denied it and said the potion did not belong to her at all and that it was a false accusation in order to buy time.

The Isaac Knight Family is a prestigious and influential family in Nasir. It is impossible to convict them based on their own words alone. The appearance of the potion can only attract the Storm Church to investigate.

The second problem is that if the Church of Storms finds serious problems after investigation and deals with the Isaac family, then the mysterious artifact carried by the mysterious person of the Poseidon Cult will also be confiscated by the Church of Storms.

She would not be able to fulfill the oracle given by the Lord of Loss.

"Well, it is indeed a somewhat uncomfortable choice."

if……

Irene thought about another possibility, which was to forcibly incite everyone in the family to attack the Isaac family regardless of any danger or consequences.

First of all, the Poseidon Cult has a deep foundation, and they are likely to be destroyed because of this, and an innocent attack on an extraordinary family will be considered an illegal act.

"I absolutely cannot do that. Oh, Lord, please forgive my cowardice. I am not afraid of death, but I do not want to die meaninglessly."

As for leaving the pagan group around without dealing with them for the time being and waiting for them to complete some unclear rituals, this option is unthinkable.

She finally made a decision. Even though she wanted to fulfill the oracle of the great Lord of the Lost, acting impulsively would destroy the Fisher family.

cautious.

Irene recalled Lucius' words in her mind. The great influence that lazy and free-spirited man had on the Fisher family could never be erased.

"Remember, always be a wise coward, not a brave jerk."

"Because your judgment will affect more than just one person. Don't provoke those who the Fisher family cannot afford to offend."

I see, thank you, Uncle Lucius.

In the richest northern city of Nasir Town, there is a church belonging to the Storm Church.

All the port towns and cities in the continent of Oden have churches of the Church of Storms without exception, but the faith of Storms is rarely seen in the inland.

Many inland people even think that the Storm Church's status as one of the orthodox churches is not worthy of its reputation.

After Irene told Byrne her idea and got his consent, she immediately went to the church of the Storm Church.

The white dome church is quite solemn and dignified. Its walls are made of ancient stones, giving it a solid and heavy feeling. There are carvings symbolizing sea breeze and lightning above the four spires of the church.

A huge bell that has been there for a hundred years hangs in the bell tower at the top. When the strong sea breeze blows, the heavy bell sound will echo throughout the entire northern city area.

The priest of the Storm Church is a kind-looking bald old man who is indifferent to worldly affairs. He rarely participates in any activities on weekdays, and he will not refuse the invitation from Baron Hoven, the lord himself.

The old man, wearing a dark blue robe, knelt before the majestic statue of the Lord of Storms, lowered his head, and muttered to himself:

"Lord of the Storm, your majesty and power make your people prostrate themselves in prayer. Your majestic singing makes the waves and the winds submit. We are all schools of fish swimming under your command."

"Master Priest."

Irene came into the church calmly, wearing a black robe and veil.

The old man stood up slowly and tiredly, turned around and stared at Irene with his aged eyes and said:

"Ms. Irene, what can I do for you? Please come with me to the reception room."

He had also been treated for some minor ailments by Irene and still had a good impression of her.

The power of this storm priest is at the origin, and his clergy rank in the church is the second-level priest. He has been staying in Nasir for decades, but the time he has left the church is very few.

Irene stared at the majestic statue of the Lord of Storms in the church. There was a suffocating power in His eyes that made people want to kneel down and surrender. The absolute pressure made the storm and thunder feel fear.

She claimed to be a believer of the Lord of Redemption, not a believer of the Lord of Storms, so she just saluted the old man and said calmly:

"Master Priest, I want to report something. I hope you can notify higher-level church personnel to come to Nasir to investigate."

"What did you say?"

The Storm Priest narrowed his eyes, his expression became a little serious, and said, "Who do you want to report?"

"Mrs. Isaac, she is actually a member of the Poseidon Order, and so is her brother whom she never mentioned."

Irene answered calmly, but the Storm Priest's narrowed eyes widened!

"What! What you said is actually true?"

Madam Isaac, he has known that woman for decades. She is a serious old friend. The Storm Priest was silent for a long time and then said:

"Ms. Irene, I must warn you seriously that your accusation is extremely serious! If it is ultimately determined to be a false accusation, the church will definitely severely punish you and the Fisher family!"

Accusations of heresy were indeed very serious matters. After all, those who were considered to be cultists would eventually be wiped out by the Orthodox Church.

In order to prevent the nobles from using accusations of heresy as a weapon to eliminate dissidents, the major churches also treated such matters very seriously.

Irene's tone also became serious and solemn: "Well, I know its seriousness, Master Priest. My family heard the secrets of the conversation with their own ears when they attended Mrs. Isaac's tea party. There is no way they could be wrong!"

"Mrs. Isaac and the others seem to be trying to complete some kind of ritual. We will definitely find the problem if we investigate."

A ceremony?

That is something that needs to be taken seriously indeed, the old priest had a serious look on his face, knowing that many villages and even towns had been destroyed by the terrifying power of heretical rituals.

"In that case, I don't have the authority to investigate a knight family. I'm afraid I need to ask the bishop's deputy or a third-level priest to come in person."

The old priest nodded, paused and continued:

"The journey here is long and difficult. I'm afraid it will take about a week for the carriage to reach Fein City and then bring people back."

"Okay, I understand. The Fisher family will cooperate with the Storm Church at that time."

Irene nodded again in respect, then turned and left the church.

The old priest waited until the girl left, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Alas, I hope the report is not true. Although I don't want the kind-hearted Ms. Irene to be punished, but Isaac...you must not be confused!"

He was already over seventy years old, and he had few old friends left in Nasir, and the strong and stubborn Mrs. Isaac was one of them.

However, the old priest's years of experience and intuition in religious work made him very clear in his heart that Ms. Irene was not making a random attack, and Mrs. Isaac probably really had a problem, it was just a matter of whether it was big or small.

——

Mrs. Isaac stood at the window of the mansion, gazing out at the familiar scene.

The white mist gradually dissipated, and the buildings in Nasir looked extremely peaceful and beautiful. The gentle sea breeze also made people feel very cordial.

But there are still a few days left before she has to destroy everything in front of her with her own hands. By then, thousands of people might die and the entire town might fall apart.

After the ceremony was completed, Mrs. Isaac herself could no longer stay in this town and had to leave before the strong men from the church and the kingdom arrived.

She had to return to her "homeland" on the sea and throw herself back into the arms of the Poseidon Cult.

Mrs. Isaac sighed and said to herself:

"Three days. Only the last three days are left."

“Then, it was all over.”

The building is about to collapse, and the emperor is knocking at the door.

Chen Zhuo traveled through to the collapsing Great Qi Dynasty. Originally he wanted to rely on his special ability to gain skills by absorbing work experience to live an interesting life in this foreign world. However, he did not expect that misfortunes might happen at any time. In order to survive, he had no choice but to be involved in this chaotic world.

What exactly does a so-called secret agent know?

When you know a little bit of martial arts, a little bit of marching and fighting, a little bit of studying things to gain knowledge, a little bit of the general situation of the world, a little bit of Qimen Dunjia, a little bit...

When necessary, for the sake of the world, he would discuss the principles of martial arts with the peerless genius, drink and have fun with the heroes of the martial arts world, meet with the evil witch under the moon, have a long talk with the princess of the current dynasty, or even wipe out the whole family, search the house, kill people to silence them, and even... he would do it!

Chen Zhuo, there is nothing that he cannot do!

(End of this chapter)