Chapter 22 I, Rand, wanted to be an upright person (more)
In the middle of the night, when Rand thought that the matter was over, the house arranged for the suspected protagonists burst into a dazzling white light.
At this time, Rand was handling official business in the sacrificial room with the lights on. He had not yet fallen asleep, and his eyes were hurt by the dazzling white light.
Olenna was sweating profusely. The white light just now was emitted by a high-level ritual device of the Torch Church. For some reason, there was no warning before, until it reached the critical point and exploded directly.
The fact that a high-level ritual vessel could be damaged without any direct physical attack from the outside world meant that the evil power here was already extremely strong, combined with the smell of blood that was smelled before.
It is very simple to conclude that this is a cult den and that there are very advanced evil creatures.
The white light is not only a warning, but also the last protection.
Olenna yelled to Ellie, "Run!"
High-level evil creatures were completely beyond the ability of a single human to defeat. Now she could only pray that the last rays of light from this ritual vessel could buy them time to escape.
Rand walked out of the sacrificial room and found that many believers who rushed out of the house were paralyzed. It seemed that the light had a suppressive effect on the power of the Mother Goddess.
After a careful feeling, Rand found that his blessing 1, the thirst of the Black Goat Mother, and blessing 2, the thirst of sharing, were weakened to a certain extent, but not much.
Are there props specifically designed to deal with cultists? He used to think that the ritual vessels of the Torch Church could only sense the presence of cultists, but now it seems that this is not the case? Rand frowned. In the future, he must be more careful not to expose the fact that this is a cult den, otherwise the trouble will be greater than he imagined.
However, although the den was originally founded by cultists, cultists now make up the minority. The white light also woke up the sleeping villagers in the den on behalf of Rand.
Olenna fell into despair. There was an emerald arrow stuck in front of her, which meant that there was an elven ranger watching her in the dark, and his level was at least higher than hers.
Just as she stopped, a paladin wearing black armor with silver in some parts stood in front of her, his majestic body towering before her like a mountain.
At this time, Taner had put on a helmet, and the rubies inlaid on it reflected the light of the torch in the dark night.
Although they did not fight, this paladin made people feel that he was the superior just by standing there.
Even if it was a fair fight, Olenna was not sure if she had a chance of winning. What's more, not only was there a ranger lurking in the dark, but she also had to protect Ellie.
This is almost a desperate situation.
In fact, Taner was hesitating whether to let the two go. These two adventurers, who seemed to be from the North, obviously belonged to the good camp.
Taner was not sure whether the current situation could be considered a misunderstanding.
This is indeed a cult den, but it is not an evil cult den. If Taner had not come here as an undercover agent, he would probably have the same idea as these two adventurers who are dressed in gorgeous clothes and are obviously of noble birth.
It’s a cult den, how can it not be evil?
But now there was no chance for explanation.
Taner shook his head. He absolutely could not let these two adventurers go. If they escaped and reported to the Torch Church, their hideout would be wiped off the map.
Thrai and Thes will die, Rand will die, the tauren Shasa will die, and even Taran, who had just surrendered, will die.
The butt determines the thinking, and a person's position determines the way he thinks.
At this time, Taner stood firmly on the position of the den. He absolutely could not tolerate everyone in the den being killed unjustly and shamefully.
Everyone in the den is just trying to survive and must not be treated as those evil cultists and wiped out.
If reported, the actions of the Torch Church would definitely be considered "wrong".
So Taner would not let such a mistake happen.
Olena bit her lips, and because she bit too hard, her tender lips were broken, but she was not aware of it.
Bright red blood flowed from beside his lips.
"Ellie, it seems we have no way to leave." Olenna concluded painfully.
The light from the exploding ritual vessel seemed to have no effect on the two cultists.
This means that the level of evil of these two high-level professionals may have exceeded the total of what she had seen in the past.
Olenna sheathed the drawn one-handed sword. Now she still had a chance of escaping alone, but it was impossible to take Ellie with her.
If she gave up on Ellie and ran away alone, she might as well die.
"Let us go. I can promise that we will never reveal any information about this hideout. I can swear on this, no matter what kind of oath there is in the world." Olenna said. She was trying hard to think of a way to break the impasse.
She forced herself to calm down. If she couldn't calm down, there would be no way she could take Ellie away.
"Do you think it's possible?" Rand sat on the chair that Thess had cleverly brought over with a gloomy face. Now this little trick for promotion and salary increase has been taught to Thess and Serai by Taner.
But now it seems that Seth is more clever.
Rand didn't want to have anything to do with these two troublesome people, but if he let them go now and bet that they would keep their oath, it would be like putting the lives of 61 people in the den, including himself, on the gambling table. If he won, he would get nothing, and if he lost, he would die.
It is absolutely impossible to let them go.
Rand twisted his hair in pain, unable to think of any solution to the problem.
However, Rand is good at diverting problems. The most dangerous people now are not him, but these two beauties.
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This young-looking Ellie is the wisest of the protagonists.
"Try to think of a solution. It's impossible to let you go. If you can come up with a solution that's the best of both worlds, maybe you don't have to die." Rand said helplessly, crossing his legs.
"You know us?" It was Ellie who spoke.
"Yes." Rand nodded slightly. His handsome face looked calm under the torchlight. "A relative of the White King."
Ellie was not surprised that a cultist from a remote mountain village knew her identity. After all, the evil here was strong enough to crush the high-level ritual vessel specially given to the White King by the Torch Church.
The Rand in front of him looked like a human, but in fact, God knows what he was.
There is also a ranger in the dark who has not shown up yet, and he is probably the top leader.
In a small mountain valley, there were actually two top professionals hiding, as well as an unknown powerful evil creature.
I am so unlucky that I encounter this level of evil forces wherever I go. Now it seems that there is no chance to destroy their evil plans.
"Let one of us go, and keep the other as a hostage." Ellie said.
This is indeed a lot safer, but it doesn't mean much because the trust issue is not fundamentally resolved. Rand continued, "And then?"
"As long as you treat the hostage well, the White King will exchange the hostage for something of sufficient value," Ellie said, "and then we'll be even."
"How can you guarantee that the White King won't just come and destroy us?" Rand rolled his eyes.
"As long as you treat the hostages well," Ellie said, "we have no inherent hatred."
"It's not up to you to decide whether to treat us well or not." Rand still objected, and the confrontation between the camps was the biggest hatred.
"You have to believe me." Ellie continued to argue, "Killing us will not only bring you no benefit, but will also lead to the White King's pursuit. It's better to believe us. As long as you don't do anything excessive, the White King is not an unreasonable person."
Rand smiled. He couldn't afford the gamble: "Not enough."
At this time, the elf Lysa walked out from the shadows, holding a dim crystal in her hand: "This is the image crystal."
The elf blinked her beautiful eyes, looked at Olenna who was pursing her lips and Ellie who was a little stubborn, and licked them with her bright red tongue.
Strictly speaking, she was also a person on the good side, so she didn't want two such beautiful lives to disappear.
So she used her wisdom and came up with a brilliant idea: "My Lord, you should know how to use it for the best effect."
"Ahem." Rand coughed awkwardly.
(End of this chapter)