Loran Hill slowly approached the center of the venue with a sickle in his hand. The passionate old man was now lying on the ground, his body covered in blood, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.
"Is it over?"
Red Hat shook the blood off the blade in his hand and inserted it back into the handle of his staff.
"Yeah, it's all been cleaned up." The girl's voice was much more ethereal and quiet than usual.
Looking at the quiet member, Red Hat knew she was probably feeling uneasy. Not everyone could kill without a care in the world.
But someone has to do these things.
He stopped questioning the silver-haired girl and stood there, waiting for the other two team members to come over. Judging from the sparse sounds, they should be finishing up.
Red Hat took off his gloves, now stained dark red, and threw them to the ground, covering the old man's face. He stepped back a few steps, and then a fierce red flame rose up, burning it.
Besides the crackling sound of flames, there was a strong smell of blood in the air. As the sound in the distance gradually faded away, the other two team members also slowly walked over.
The giant sword in Black Bull's hand was stained with dried blood, dark red and almost black under the flames. The makeup artist wiped a strand of hair on her chest with a tissue, which seemed to be stained with blood.
After seeing all the team members arrive, Red Hat woke up from his silent thoughts.
"Let's make a record first, and then burn them all."
After they finished speaking, several people took action. An hour later, a huge white flame fireball slowly fell from the sky and crashed into the valley. The intense high temperature engulfed all objects.
After everything was burned out, only a faint white crystal remained on the ground, emitting a little heat and dim light.
After checking carefully several times and making sure nothing was missed, the four of them left the place.
On the way back, Loran Hill thought about the information she had just heard, analyzing it in her mind. Although she was some distance away from the Red Hat, it did not affect her ability to obtain the information.
Lamenting the persistence and madness of this group of people, she didn't know how to comment on it and could only sigh.
What happened after the Twilight Age that transformed the world into what it is today? Did all those ancient humans truly vanish? Without understanding the truth, it would be difficult to understand the present.
She would have to speed up the process.
"After we return this time, our mission will come to an end." 'Red Hat' suddenly spoke, with a trace of fatigue in his voice that was rarely seen before.
"What happens next is not something our small team can easily resolve. It will involve a lot of things, and perhaps even high-level officials from within the church are involved."
"I will take everyone back to the Holy Mountain of Karenriel to report on our work, and then everyone will rest for a while."
After giving the order, they quickened their pace and headed towards the distant and towering mountains to the east.
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A week later, Loranhill returned to the Holy Mountain of Karenriel again, and more than two months had passed since she left.
She first went to the headquarters of the Adjudication Department, wrote a report, reported on her experiences during this period, and then waited for the next arrangements from the top management of the organization.
During the days of waiting, she took off her black robe and returned to Aquarius Palace to do her usual work.
Compared to the previous busyness, it is much quieter now. It is said that this is because a new batch of nuns in the church are about to graduate and they will start their internship, so they have taken over many simple tasks.
"Yes, yes, that's right. Put it there. The bed isn't placed right. Move it a little bit."
Boli stood on the bucket, instructing the new members below to arrange new objects and tidy up the temple.
During the two months that Loran Hill was away, she successfully became a 'senior' and became a little bolder.
Occasionally turning her eyes, she saw Loran Hill, wearing a black uniform and a white scarf on her head, walking into the temple. The girl ran over excitedly.
"Luo Xier, you're finally back~ I missed you so much during the time you were away."
She hugged the girl with one hand and talked about some things that had happened recently, most of which were trivial matters, but without Luo Xier's help, she had to do it all by herself. At that time, she was particularly worried that she would not do it well, and there was no one around to confide in or talk to.
But there was no other way. Without Roxelle, who was also from Emenas, she had to find those nuns who were originally born in the church. Sometimes she asked questions, sometimes she asked for help. After a few visits, they gradually became familiar with each other.
"...I was terrified at the time, but luckily Sister Meilian was there to comfort me and drive the troublemaker away."
"Bo Li is really brave, but after this experience, I believe you won't be so scared next time."
Roxelle and Boli chatted about little things in life, like what they were having for lunch and what new discoveries they had made in the Sanctuary. The repressed and cautious life they had led recently seemed like a distant dream.
"Last weekend, when we were on holiday, Jelica said we would have a small get-together in two days. Luo Xier just happened to make it. That's great."
"By the way, there is another thing, which is said to be sent from Emenas." Boli seemed to remember something, and then pulled Luo Xier back to where she lived.
She squatted in front of the small cabinet in the bedroom, opened the lower compartment, and took out an iron box with an intact seal and ink on it.
"This is for you." She placed the box in Luo Xier's palm. There didn't seem to be much in it, and it wasn't very heavy.
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