"Go on, what does this group represent?"

The other person's eyes became wandering, and even when the name was mentioned, Sean could see a look of fear on the girl's head.

"Is it related to the ancient gods? Are the ancient gods' followers active in the northern part of the empire?" Sean suddenly said.

The sudden appearance of the girl in front of him was very similar to the situation that could be seen everywhere in Tacoma City at that time. This also reminded him that the believers of the ancient gods were not necessarily active only in the Bashalan Empire, but also in other countries. Without effective countermeasures, it would be difficult to completely eliminate them.

Sean used a sobering spell on Dashiqi's shoulder, and the other party's state of fear disappeared instantly.

He raised his head and looked at himself with a very complicated expression.

But what was more of it was hatred. If Sean gave her enough food to replenish her strength now, he believed that this girl would die with him without hesitation.

"You liar, you are not looking for trouble with our companions. You want to frame us so that you can execute us in front of your beloved people." I have to say that this girl has a good imagination.

It’s true that Sean had never thought of this method.

Because of previous relationships, the Oro region has always been feared and hated by many believers of the ancient gods. If we deal with them under the pretext of participating in the activities of the ancient gods' believers, we might be able to gain a wave of favorability and save those people who had lost their favor before.

"You reminded me of a way, but it's easy for me to deal with you. There's no need to show off in front of any public. Instead, it's really eye-opening that you can pretend not to believe it even when you saw your companion's handwriting." Sean sneered and put the thick parchment in his hand away. If the other party didn't want to say anything, he could only wait for Frelia to send someone over, or look for a wizard with relevant knowledge in Oro City.

"That's the Borg."

Just as I was about to leave, I heard the girl with the last hair finally speak.

Borg

Looking at the other person's face in the firelight, it was already extremely dirty.

Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating are all done in this small cell. To be honest, if the other person hadn't spoken so softly, Sean wouldn't even want to come in.

The smell is too strong and too unpleasant

"Be more specific. Are the cultists you mentioned just now the believers of the ancient gods?" Sean's question instead aroused the other party's dissatisfaction, and he deliberately kept silent.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I already know that you're targeting me to take credit for it from the Borg. The Borg are already preparing to attack from the north, but it's difficult to conquer the Bashalan Empire, which has persevered for hundreds of years, simply attacking from the outside. So they need an insider. If I'm not mistaken, the insider should be you, but given the Borg's distrust of us as a whole, they need you to be honest, right?"

Sean looked at the other person, and the clues he had obtained in the past few days connected everything together.

I originally thought it was just a matter of struggle between two empires and internal conflicts, but I didn't expect that the booklet I received today actually involved ancient gods, so I have to learn more about it.

Even now, when Sean faced that kind of existence, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He could hardly think of any ability to deal with the ancient god. Even the power of the Eye of Ghroth could only hit a few believers at most. If the ancient god really appeared, I am afraid that unless Ghroth himself came, there would be no way to face that kind of existence.

"So the Borg need you to do something, preferably to eliminate a regional noble, so you can fully participate in the battlefield. However, since your forces are scattered and it's difficult to effectively target the local nobles, you've come all the way to my city, Oro City, where it was first established. And since you suffered heavy losses in the last incident, you think this city is the most likely place for an uprising."

Sean told the rebels' plan in detail, and based on the clues of the past few days, this should be correct.

"but"

"I didn't expect you to get involved in the power of the ancient gods. That is simply not something that humans can touch. Taking them with you will only bring endless disasters. What you call liberating the suffering people is just a lie to make your own hearts feel better. The real you is just as bloodthirsty," Sean said coldly.

"I didn't even know there were followers of the Old Gods. They were the Borg, not us."

Sean's words seemed to anger the girl in front of him, and she roared in a hoarse voice.

"Then what is this?" Pointing to the thick paper in his hand.

"I don't know either. They call it the Lovekla Pendant, something that can make the body stronger. I just heard someone mention in a meeting that the Borg have been looking for this thing, and I don't know what it has to do with the Old Gods."

There was no sign of lying on her head, so she must be telling the truth.

I guess even she doesn't know why the believers of the ancient god would infiltrate the revolutionary army, and why the believers are her companions who came here together.

“What are they looking for these things for?”

The other party stopped talking and just looked at him fiercely.

"They're looking for a lot of things, but I won't tell you any of them."

"ah"

Sean pinched the other person's face hard, and for a moment he really wanted to kill him.

Take a deep breath

"It's okay. I'll find out eventually even if you don't tell me. It's just that you haven't figured it out yet. If the Borg really are here to find the artifacts of the Ancient Gods, you're just one of their sacrifices. Victory, huh. What a joke."

Sean let go of the other person and this time walked directly to the cell door.

"Chaos will eventually begin, and you will all die at the hands of those you once oppressed. Aren't you very capable? Then go find it yourself. I heard that what the Borg desire most is a silver key that glitters in the moonlight. If you find it, you will know everything."

Dashigi laughed contemptuously in the cell.

"Really? Then let's make a bet. Let's bet on whether Di or you guys can survive in the end and take good care of her and find her a clean place. I don't want to die like this." He said to the soldiers in the cell and at the door at the same time.

"Yes, my Lord."

He left the cell with a heavy face.

At this time, somewhere in the northern border of the Bashalan Empire, all the soldiers on the tall border wall were ready.

The wind is very strong today. It looks like winter is coming soon.

At this time of year in previous years, all cities would stockpile food in preparation for the winter, but now they have to face a greater threat.

"How many of them are there?" A general stood at the highest point of the city wall and looked out at the dark mass in the distance.

"countless"

The sound of artillery fire rang out from afar.

"Be careful to hide"

The soldiers shouted loudly