"Now that we have decided to pretend to convert to the Glory, those pilgrims can no longer stay as prisoners. Take my staff and go to those detention points. Order the warriors to release all those Glory pilgrims and arrange their lives well in the Fallen Bird Forest. Remember to act quickly..."
Amman said this to Obuye. Hearing Amman's words, Obuye was slightly stunned, then he took up his crutches and responded.
"Yes, Priest Amman, I will be back soon."
Having said that, Obuye, who took Amman's walking stick, stood up and walked out of the meeting room. As he walked down the stairs of the meeting room, he wondered whether he should go back home first and report his situation to White Tears Island through the Five Senses Altar. But then he thought that his home was on an island other than the main island, and it would take a lot of time to go there. If it took too long, he would be suspicious if Amman asked him to do so. So he decided not to go back immediately.
Obuye walked down the stairs and just as he took two steps on the open space in front of the meeting room with a frown on his face, he suddenly looked in front of him and saw a figure standing in the middle of the open space.
She was a nun of the Radiant Light, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a rare white nun's uniform, with a pretty face and long platinum-colored hair. She stood quietly in front of Obuye, and Obuye knew at a glance that this was the Radiant Light nun that Amman and his men were going to use as a cover for conversion. Her name seemed to be Vanya, and she should be waiting here to enter the meeting room.
With many anxieties in his heart, Obuye did not intend to pay attention to the nun in front of him. He walked forward with his crutches, ready to follow Amman's instructions and go to the pilgrims' detention center to preach. But just as he passed by the white nun, the white nun spoke. She spoke in a soft tone in Ivig language, which Xia Shuren did not often know.
"You must be Obuye... the person in charge of extending the Lord's will among these summer trees..."
Hearing the nun's words, Obuye was slightly startled. He stopped beside the nun and then responded in the same low Ivig language.
"How do you know my name? And I don't believe in your Three Saints, Sister."
"Of course, Mr. Obuye, you are not loyal to the Three Saints, but to the Lord. My Lord and your Lord are the same. He is not the Three Saints, nor is He abundant..."
The nun's whispered words lingered in Obuye's ears, which made Obuye shudder all over. He looked at the nun beside him with wide eyes and said with surprise in his tone.
"Who are you…"
"We are all loyal servants of the Lord, and we are all extensions of His will. Our current communication is being watched by Xia Shu's warriors. We don't have time to explain too much now. Now the whole plan has a flaw, and we need to make amends immediately."
With a silent look, the nun looked at Obuye and murmured. Obuye had a complicated expression after listening to the nun's words. After he opened his mouth, he tried to calm himself down and then spoke seriously.
"What do we need to do now?"
Obuye suppressed his emotions and spoke. He had never thought that the noble nun mentioned by Amman and Bahoda was actually a bloody worshiper like him.
"I have listened to the discussion in the room just now through a special extraordinary method. Now Xia Shu wants to use the method of false faith... to try to cover up the conflict with Hui Guang. We can't allow this to happen... Xia Shu's demise cannot be delayed. They want to cover up and ease this conflict, so we will break and exacerbate it."
The nun continued to speak with a cold look. After hearing the nun's words, Anman was stunned and then spoke.
"You said... a dramatic contradiction?"
"Yes, as long as the contradiction is irreconcilable, no matter how Xia Shu expresses his desire to convert, the church will ignore him. The way to aggravate the contradiction is in your hands."
The nun murmured, and listening to the nun's words, Obuye looked at the crutch in his hand, and then his expression changed.
"You mean... I can use the power given by Amman to fake an order, and I can... make those guards kill me on the spot?"
"That's right. Aren't those guards always waiting to kill people? All they need is a simple word and they will take action. Killing people is nothing against their nature...
"As long as enough hostages die, there will be no reconciliation between Huiguang and Xia Shu. This is a way to make them go to war immediately. Other plans... are not as immediate and irreversible as this one, and there will be no more trouble..."
The nun continued to speak to Amman. Listening to the nun's words, Obuye looked at the crutch in his hand and his breathing became rapid.
"But after this, my situation will become dangerous... Aman will come to arrest me..."
"But as long as you run in time, they can't do anything to you, right?"
"Yes... The sea is my real home, the real sea god, the powerful Abyss Snake protects me, those Xia Shu who believe in the false sea god can't catch me."
Obuye said so with fanaticism in his eyes. Sister Xu glanced at him and continued speaking.
"Time is running out. It will be difficult for us to explain if we continue talking... May the Blood Cup bless us so that we can meet at a banquet in the future and share a feast together."
With a wicked smile, the nun made a simple gesture and drew an inverted triangle on her chest. After seeing this series of actions, Obuye realized that this was the prayer gesture of the Mother of Cups.
'Are those who believe in the Virgin Mary, the noble ones who love selflessly, actually followers of the Mother of Cups? I really don't know how many lives have been lost under this sanctimonious and glorious appearance, and how much blood and flesh has she consumed...
"It's really blasphemous... But I like it..."
With an evil smile, Obuye responded to the nun with a gesture, then continued to move forward with his cane. After a while, he disappeared into the woods in the distance.
After watching the other person's back disappear, Sister Vanya turned her head and looked at the small door of the meeting room not far away. Under her gaze, the small door slowly opened, and a figure slowly walked out. It was the Fengshu priest, Aman, with an extremely stern expression.
"Mr. Anman, now... you should believe what I said. There is a provocateur with ulterior motives among Xia Shu..."
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