At this moment, Viscount Swift, having withdrawn his gaze, turned to Hermann, who remained silent with his head bowed, and asked:
"What about that Holy Knight?"
It was quite noticeable that Swift's tone was filled with resentment when she said the words "Holy Punishment Knight".
"According to the intelligence reports, this Holy Knight should still be in your territory, but we can't find any trace of her. We haven't found her in the churches of the neighboring territories either."
Swift sighed and used one hand to rub his chin, which was covered with a thick beard.
"Continue the investigation, and report back to me immediately if you find any trace of her."
"Yes, sir."
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After seeing Swift off, Lind instructed Astaire to pay attention to the defense of the territory, and then went straight to the location of Alice's cabin.
This place is near the edge of the territory's village and is quite remote. Lind deliberately avoided this place when he took Swift around the territory.
At this moment, a small building appeared next to Alice's original magic hut.
As Linde approached the door, a faint light appeared on it. After a rhythmic vibration from the light, the door opened naturally.
The interior decoration is very simple, with only some basic furniture and three beautiful girls with different personalities and appearances.
The three girls were gathered together around the table, as if they were having an ordinary tea party.
But anyone with a discerning eye could see that only one of the three looked like he was genuinely having a tea party.
The other two, one with a worried look on his face, absentmindedly fiddled with the spoon in his hand, stirring the bubbling liquid in his cup, seemingly lost in thought.
The other person was fast asleep, slumped over the table, as if the two people beside them didn't exist at all.
The two awake people smiled when they saw Linde enter, and the worry on Nazla's face also disappeared.
"Linde, did you manage to deal with that viscount? How did it go?"
Alice, who was standing nearby, spoke up first, wanting to know how things were progressing.
Nazra, who was standing nearby, came over and helped Linde remove his heavy armor.
It was as if she wasn't the one who had been preoccupied with worries just moments before.
Linde was quite pleased; this Nazla was indeed incredibly shrewd, with remarkably sharp eyesight.
"Come, sir, sit down and talk."
Nazla pulled out a chair and poured Linde a drink as well.
Linde, who had just sat down, drank most of the cola in his glass and said:
"The Viscount's matter went very smoothly. He was indeed here for this purpose. Fortunately, we made thorough preparations, otherwise we might have left some clues for him."
Upon hearing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally, we can see a way out."
Of the people present, Nazla, who was truly like an ant on a hot pan, finally managed to relax her nerves, which had been tense for so long.
The various unexpected events over the past two weeks have left this young fox-woman feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
Now that things have taken a turn for the better, even Lin De in front of him seems to have become more handsome.
His thick black hair was very eye-catching, his purple pupils exuded a mysterious aura, and he also emanated an indescribable feeling.
Whenever she was by his side, she felt more at ease than ever before.
Although Nazla has some cunning, she is ultimately just a girl who is no more than 20 years old.
Looking at the heroic young man before her, she couldn't help but feel a different kind of emotion.
However, given the current situation, he could only keep it to himself and not reveal it at all.
Looking at the relaxed crowd, Linde couldn't help but frown as he recalled the core he had seen on the Viscount.
The fact that the viscount of the fortified city was actually a cult leader was something that, while not disrupting the previous plans, still required caution.
Lind organized his thoughts and attributed the method of identifying cultists to the Earl's family's special techniques, then told everyone present that Viscount Swift was a cultist.
Alice, standing to the side, asked seriously:
"Are you sure? A viscount, a nobleman who is not exactly a minor figure, has actually stooped to becoming a cult member?"
Linde nodded and said affirmatively:
“I’m 100% sure that Swift is a cult member, and not just any cult member, but someone of a high rank, at least on par with the leader we encountered before.”
Alice slumped into her chair and murmured:
"Things are getting a bit complicated. If he had only recently started, it would be fine, but if he has already established a deep-rooted cult in Fortified City, then it will be very troublesome."
Nazra, standing to the side, was somewhat confused. In the Orc Kingdom, although she had seen some cultists, due to the special nature of the Orc bloodline, these cultists could not amount to much.
"So what should we do now? Should we change the plan?"
Alice asked Lind.
Linde thought for a moment and said:
"The plan will remain unchanged for now. Whether he is a cultist or not will not interfere with our plans. We will find a way to contact the Holy Church after this matter is over."
At this point, Lind couldn't help but recall the Holy Punishment Knight named Leonis who had come to him a couple of days ago looking for cultists.
I'll contact her directly then and see if she can help.
With a plan in mind, Lin De felt relieved.
Just then, Nix, who had been sleeping soundly, finally woke up and, rubbing her empty stomach, asked:
"Are you guys done chatting? I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
Nix, still sleepy-eyed, stretched.
Linde checked the time and realized it was about time. He was also a little hungry, so he got up and led the group to his residence.
Upon arriving at the mansion, the kitchen had already prepared a sumptuous meal. Everyone sat around the table and began to feast. Nix, in particular, was quite unreserved, devouring most of the food in front of her in no time.
After dinner, Lind wanted Alice to stay overnight at the mansion, but Alice, blushing, politely declined and quickly left the mansion under the pretext of meditation.
Linde watched Alice's departing figure and shook his head helplessly.
Nazla witnessed this scene, smiled knowingly, and then went to Linde's side, whispering:
"My lord, it's getting late, I'll go back to my room to rest now."
After saying that, he left with a meaningful look, leaving Lind and the stuffed Nix behind.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Nix sank into Lind's shadow and stopped bubbling up.
Watching the departing figures, Lin De couldn't help but complain to himself that he really lacked luck with women.
If you lacked it in your past life, you'll lack it in this life too.
Linde had several relationships in college in his previous life. Although they progressed quickly and they soon became intimate, they also broke up for various strange reasons.
It can only be said that feelings come and go quickly.
As night fell, Lin De lay in bed, reflecting on the various things left over from his previous life. Now, he had been in this world for over a year, and the trivial matters of his past life had faded considerably under the influence of the novelty of the new world.
A feeling of exhaustion washed over him, and before long, Linde fell into a deep sleep.
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