Chapter 438: Efficient Ghost Search Machine (5000!!!)

The Crimson King Karin and former Cardinal Kahn were sitting in the administrative office building of the upper hideout handling affairs.

Karin sorted the documents in her hand one by one.

Although she couldn't see the words, Karin had worked as a clerk, so she was adept at organizing documents.

Bishop Kahn had finished tidying up and made himself a cup of tea.

The climate in Rand's territory is not suitable for growing tea trees, so all the tea leaves are bought from the south.

As a student at an agricultural college in his previous life, Rand was well aware of the harsh conditions for growing tea trees.

There are relatively strict requirements on the acidity and alkalinity of the land, temperature, rainfall and humidity, as well as light.

It's still too cold here in Rand, and the air lacks humidity.

Bishop Kahn made another cup for Karin.

Bishop Kahn and Karin are both frugal people, so they would only consume tea at times like this.

Normally, they are more accustomed to ordinary boiled water.

As for why we need to cook.

At Rand's strong request, not drinking raw water has now become an experimental new doctrine of the Torch Church's fledgling sect.

Although it is a bit strange to ask the followers of the Torch Church to follow Doctrine 3, Hygiene Common Sense, to obtain the blessing of the "Dark Fertility Goddess".

As the senior leaders, Karin and Kahn certainly knew that this was a natural principle rather than divine power, but the lower levels could not necessarily tell the difference.

After Karin had sorted out the documents, she thanked Bishop Kahn and picked up the teacup.

Bishop Kahn began: “In some places farther away, our reforms are not going very smoothly.”

Karin shook her head. “It took us several years to go from suspecting the Dark Plenty Goddess Sect to deciding to cooperate with them. I think we should give our people some time.”

Bishop Kahn looked at Karin with some surprise.

Today's Crimson King, the Saint of the Novice Sect of the Torch Church, has grown a lot.

Bishop Kahn suddenly felt that the split of the Torch Church might not be a bad thing.

At least now, the dirty blood that was difficult to remove has been separated automatically, right? The original old doctrine has also been replaced.

Bishop Kahn is relatively satisfied with the current situation.

It's just that you are often forced to work as a soldier, which is not so good.

Although, Grand Duke Land was willing to hand over the territory work to himself and Karin, it was a sign of trust.

but!

This is a lot of work.

Just as they finished their tea, the two Torch Church leaders were about to go out for lunch.

There was a knock on the door.

Bishop Kahn and Karin were both helpless.

It seems there is other work.

Karin disappeared on the spot.

Bishop Kahn went to open the door.

Karin can't be too high-profile.

She can be a mysterious detective, but if she serves as an administrator of the hideout in a high-profile manner, then even if everyone keeps their mouths shut, flaws will be revealed over time and arouse suspicion.

Karin's identity cannot be revealed.

"What's the matter?" Bishop Kahn said in a flat voice. "If it's not urgent, it may take until the afternoon to deal with it."

The one who came was a paladin with some snow and mud on his body.

"Report!" The paladin was not surprised to see Bishop Kahn. In the hideout, the political systems of the Mother Goddess Sect and the Torch Church's Nascent Sect were indeed intertwined.

Bishop Kahn frowned.

"What is it?"

The paladin handed over a letter.

Bishop Kahn took it.

It has the emblem of the Torchlight Church, but it is very old and was commonly used before the schism.

Bishop Kahn opened the letter.

He looked up and down, and his expression changed slightly.

Bishop Kahn looked at the paladin again: "Is the messenger here?"

The paladin nodded and said, "Yes, Bishop Kahn."

"Let him come to me," Bishop Kahn said, then changed his words, "I'll go see him wherever he is."

The Paladin said, "Please follow me."

Bishop Kahn and the Paladin went to a reception room in the upper hideout.

And Karin followed.

As a qualified detective, Karin's stalking skills have reached perfection.

Bishop Kahn, the Paladin, and Karin, who was following behind, came to the messenger.

The messenger was a young man dressed as a businessman.

But judging by the calluses on his hands, and the way he stood, it was obvious that this young man was a knight or a paladin, and not really a businessman.

Bishop Kahn personally checked to see if there were any outsiders nearby.

Then he looked at the courier dressed as a businessman and said, "I am Kahn. I used to be a cardinal in the Holy City. You should have heard of me or seen me."

The messenger nodded nervously.

Bishop Kahn is indeed a legendary figure.

His achievements made many young people admire him.

Unfortunately, Bishop Kahn could no longer tolerate the red tape and the petty intrigues, so he resigned.

The messenger nodded.

"So, how much can the Grand Knight of the New Holy City do now?" asked Bishop Kahn.

The New Holy City had a new Grand Knight, and Bishop Kahn knew this.

But the content of the letter...

This made Bishop Kahn a little bit unbelievable.

The leader of the enemy forces is actually one of ours? This...

This makes a lot of things reasonable.

When the Prideful Sun Project first came into being, it brought a large number of lower-class civilians to Crescent Moon Territory. The New Holy City's pursuit force was surprisingly slow.

I guess the new Grand Knight was the one who interfered.

"There's not much Sir Willy can do. Sir Willy was elected, but due to the lack of direct power, it is difficult for Sir Willy to influence the decisions of other Knight Commanders." The messenger said, "The fact that they sent me here to deliver the letter is already the result of their hard work."

"But Lord Willy is not a complete puppet." The messenger said, "The Old Holy City has undergone great changes due to the Scorching Sun Project. There are also considerable conflicts among the Knight Commanders. As the new Grand Knight Commander, Lord Willy can still do some things, such as arranging some exchanges of interests, or proposing a few proposals that all parties will accept."

"So why are you here this time...?" Bishop Kahn's eyes were sharp.

"It's to seek help." The messenger said, "Lord Willy believes that only the Newborn Sect is the orthodox Torch Church, but Lord Willy himself is not very good at doing these... insider work, so what he can do at present is very limited. He hopes to get the support of the Newborn Sect."

"Yes," Bishop Kahn said, "but this is a serious matter. We still need to discuss what kind of support we will provide."

The messenger nodded.

It is normal that discussions are needed as trust has not yet been established.

Lord Willy hopes to see the revival of the Torch Church in his lifetime, but the Messenger also knows that such things cannot be rushed.

After Bishop Kahn ordered someone to arrange higher-level treatment for the messenger, he returned to his office in the administrative hall.

Karin also showed up at the right time.

"I really didn't expect this." Karin didn't know what expression to make. "No wonder the evacuation went so smoothly."

Bishop Kahn's expression was also strange: "This way, we can accomplish a lot of things."

"We can arrange some paladins and clergy. The way we use power in the New Holy City is essentially the same as ours. With the protection of the new Grand Knight Willy, there will surely be no loopholes." Karin thought.

"After all, we already have some experience in conducting covert operations in the New Holy City, right?" Karin said with a smile, "We can tell General Taner about this. Taner seems to be very good at fighting behind enemy lines."

When General Taner first went to the New Holy City to fight behind enemy lines, he came up with many strategies.

As to why Taner is so good at insider work, no one knows.

Maybe he had experience of lurking inside before.

It's someone else's private matter, so it's not convenient for you to ask too much.

"Let's do it." Bishop Kahn nodded, thinking that this was a reliable approach.

Taner was his student. Taner had outstanding abilities, and Bishop Kahn was very pleased.

…

At this time in the north, in the palace of the White Kingdom, Rand was working.

With the White King.

And all the top leaders in the den.

The White King condescended to work at the residence of his prince-husband.

After the morning meeting every day, the White King would come for lunch and then start working.

The White King can also work in the palace.

But now is a rare opportunity to see my sister and my friends.

Then it would be a huge waste to stay in the cold palace and work alone.

There are still many days to go in working alone in the cold palace, so there is no rush.

Here it is…

The White King glanced around at the higher-ups in the hideout.

The White King basically knew all the higher-ups in the hideout, at least he recognized their faces.

The White King glanced at Rand again.

Obviously, the top executives in these dens are all Rand's lovers.

She didn't think it was strange that Rand had so many lovers.

Or rather, the number of people was much smaller than she had imagined.

According to the information she learned from Ellie, Rand's lovers were all here. The White King knew that Karin was also in the hideout, but she didn't think that someone as stubborn as Karin would have any emotional entanglement with someone as changeable as Rand.

The White King tacitly agreed that the great nobles of the White Kingdom should be given to the Landese people.

Now, none of them succeeded.

But it is true.

The top leaders of these dens are all outstanding people.

If Rand can get so many powerful, beautiful, and intelligent people to work for him, it's not surprising that ordinary people can't squeeze in.

The White King is quite happy to be with his sister and brother-in-law.

Rand is a very interesting person, and he has a very good relationship with his sister.

This made the White King wish that time would pass more slowly.

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As a king, he was alone and lived in the palace.

It always feels cold.

These feelings have been particularly strong in recent years.

"There are indeed many places in the White Country that have been infiltrated," Rand said, "but I think it will be better than other countries."

Rand felt that after he returned, he would probably have to deal with similar things in the Frost Moon Kingdom.

It feels like the Frost Moon Kingdom is a country that is relatively easy to be infiltrated by cults. After all, he is a cult leader of the Mother Goddess sect, and has risen to the rank of Grand Duke.

"What are you going to do with those cultists?" Rand asked.

The White King thought about it and said, "Let's see if we can get some information out of him through torture, and then burn him to death."

The White King is obviously a traditionalist, and he is accustomed to using the traditional method of the Church of Torches to burn cultists to death.

Rand nodded.

"From the data, it seems that the White Country is the main target of the Purgatory Cult." Rand said, "Your existence seems to be feared by the Purgatory demons."

The White King nodded his chin. "If I get the chance, I will personally trouble those scum from Purgatory."

Rand smiled and said, "If you have the chance, take me with you."

The White King nodded: "Okay."

Then the workplace returned to silence.

A while later.

Someone came to report that a noble family was burned to death in the royal city.

There was a smell of sulfur at the scene.

The White King's face darkened for a moment.

Then he ordered a thorough investigation.

The royal city was apparently also invaded by the power of Purgatory.

Rand put down the document in his hand.

Then he said, "Can I help you?"

"Let our subordinates investigate this kind of thing," said the White King.

Rand said, "If I stay in the Royal City, I can still play a role."

Rand pointed to his eyes and said, "In short, it's the divine power. The divine power makes it easier for me to spot the enemy."

The White King looked into Rand's black eyes.

As peaceful as the night sky, but nothing else could be seen.

The White King still trusts Rand more.

"Then please."

…

At this time, in the border city of Wisteria Kingdom.

Going further ahead from here is the White Country.

The center of the city.

A ball of fire suddenly ignited, hot and violent, like a flower of anger born from the void.

The flame was no ordinary fire, its color was deep and irregular, and the burning smell was mixed with a strange smell of corruption, as if there was some ancient curse lurking in the thick smoke.

The flames leaped, turning deep red, black, and orange.

The flames of Purgatory are completely different from the flames of Karin.

Karin's flame is clear and beautiful.

The flames of purgatory are chaotic and confusing.

The flame twisted and jumped in the air, as if struggling to change its shape. It was not simply burning, but wandering between constant expansion and contraction, like an uneasy heart.

Suddenly, the center of the flame cracked, like a big open mouth, and the jumping tongues of fire continued to spread.

Irresistible chaotic power began to flow out from it.

A vague outline gradually formed in the center of the flames. The outline was not so real, but it seemed to weave the shape of a demon in the burning flames.

It began to take shape, first two sharp horns suddenly burst out from the flames, then the raging flames solidified in an instant, quickly flowing out a hard outline, like molten armor.

The face gradually appeared, and the edge of the flame began to outline a hideous face. Red light flickered in the deep eye sockets, as if it was a burning abyss.

Behind it, dark red wings were made of flames, and every flap of the wings brought up gusts of hot wind. The tail of flames dragged down, as sharp as a blade.

After countless massacres, there was finally an opportunity for the devil to descend.

This demon is not a demon duke or a demon lord.

Just an ordinary high-level demon.

The level is probably slightly better than the top-level Tauren, if the top-level Tauren really exists in this world.

For most humans, such demons are a calamity.

Ordinary top-level human professionals are no match for such a demon.

His mission is also very simple, to infuse more purgatory power into this world, and then let more demons come into this world.

The original place of birth was chosen to be the capital of the White Kingdom. The forces of Purgatory knew very well that if they wanted to invade this world, the White Kingdom would be an enemy they could not avoid.

But the demon vehemently rejected the offer.

What a joke! He was indeed very strong for ordinary humans, but for the White King? Wasn't he killed by just one finger? The demon took a deep breath, and the air in this world was finally no longer as hot and turbid as purgatory.

It exhales a breath of hot sulfur.

Looking towards the royal city of the White Kingdom.

Now he's going to eat here.

And go and tame the orcs who are unwilling to obey Purgatory.

All this cannot be disturbed by the White Kingdom.

So he sent a lot of forces to the White Country to cause chaos.

At least the White King cannot be allowed to leave the White Kingdom.

…

Rand walked on the streets of the White Kingdom.

Crow Cola flies in the sky of the White Kingdom.

Two pairs of eyes watching the world.

It's a pity that Rand can't cast Blessing 6: Favor of the Torch Goddess through Crow Cola, otherwise the efficiency would be much higher.

Today is the fifth day of the crackdown on cultists.

Many cultists have been caught by Rand.

Since Blessing 6 has loopholes, Rand will not judge the enemy or friend based solely on Blessing 6's perspective.

But after Zhufu6 was caught, it can still be done through strict scrutiny.

All in all, very efficient.

Then there is the countryside around the White Kingdom's capital.

Another seven days passed.

Rand already had a small stack of lists in his hand.

Due to the system of the White Kingdom, there are many manors of great nobles around the royal city of the White Kingdom.

There will also be some small manors of knights.

The examination in the royal city is quite strict, and there are not many Purgatory believers in the royal city.

But there are a lot of countryside.

"Oh my god." Rand looked at the list in his hand. "Did we offend the Purgatory Cultists?"

Because of Rand's importance.

Now it is the White King himself who keeps Rand safe.

The White King narrowed his eyes slightly: "News has also come from other nearby countries."

"Their situation is more serious than the White Country, but the number of cultists is far less than ours." The White King said, "It seems that we are the main target of Purgatory."

"Ah?" Rand looked at the White King. "You are in your prime now, right? Purgatory shouldn't pick the toughest ones first..."

Soon Rand figured it out and changed the subject: "So they don't want you to leave the White Country."

"Yes." The White King agreed with Rand's judgment.

If it weren't for Rand's efficient cultist retrieval machine, the cultists in the White King's City and its vicinity would not have been identified so quickly, and it would have been very troublesome.

Even though the White King is in charge, nothing serious will happen.

"I think we can give the demons some trouble," Rand said.

(End of this chapter)