Chapter 321 In the Name of God

In the front hall of the monastery, there was a large group of people standing, both men and women. Most of the men were young or middle-aged people with strong bodies, while the composition of the women was more complicated, ranging from old men who needed to be carried here, to those who could not reach it. There are children who are babbling.

Rascal was counting the number of people, mainly for women. After counting the people, he said to the Dragon Prince Judith,

"Sir, there are two hundred and fifty-seven people in total."

At this time, Judith was holding a personnel registration form found in the dean's office and found recent records, so she asked the female dean who looked unusually beautiful,

"Obviously, there is something wrong with the number of your personnel. The last person to die in the registration list was six months ago. A woman named Halpena died of typhoid due to her age. The number at that time was two hundred. Eighty-two, how do you explain it, convent priestess.”

The charming blue eyes of the female dean closed slightly, and then she gently wiped away the tears. With her touching appearance, if he were a normal man, he might hold her in his arms for comfort, but in this case The person in front of her was a dragon prince, a soldier with a heart of steel, and an elite knight with a psychological immunity enchantment on the dragon helmet on his head. It was impossible to be affected by this low-level charm.

"During this period of time, the Chaos invasion has caused the death of some weak people. As a priest of Sarlacc, I need to treat the injured and do not have time to register the dead." The headmistress covered her face with her wide sleeves as she sobbed. , trying to cover up the sadness, the hoarse voice came out from behind the cloth.

"After all, priests are not soldiers. It is difficult to quickly register every death like the army."

Judith secretly smiled for a moment. How to treat the injured was debatable, but it had nothing to do with him. It didn't matter how bad the religious forces in Kislev were. All he needed was a clue to the commander of the Hussars. Fairleigh will do, and this monastery has it.

"Henrietta, twenty-three years old, is in good health and has no abnormality; Phyllis, twenty-one, has some handicap in her left hand, but has an elegant temperament; Andrea, is twenty-three years old, is in good health and has no abnormalities. Abnormal, devout faith..."

Judith compared the people in the front hall one after another with the sketched images on the registration form, and soon identified the missing people. For the Dragon Prince, who had received various special military training since he was a child, this was An easy thing to do.

The problem lies in the age and physical condition of these women.

He closed the registration form, showed the dean the document written by her personally, and said coldly,

"I have enough confidence to guess that there are remnants of Chaos in this place. These people may have been sent to the hands of Slaanesh believers, or you may have sacrificed them in order to please the evil god."

The words he said shocked everyone. This kind of responsibility for religious personnel was taboo for Chaos elements, not to mention that the priestess believed in Sharak, one of the four gods of Kislev.

But the priestess calmed down, put down the sleeves covering her face, and the unique green light of the Sharak priest slowly appeared in her hands.

"I think this is enough to prove that I am not a believer in chaos."

The Dragon Prince nodded and did not insist on getting entangled in this matter. After all, this priestess was not the target of the mission, but just a tool.

"But this is not enough to explain the whereabouts of these women. For the safety of Erengrad and the United Front of Order Race, I need to strictly investigate this place. No one is allowed to leave until the investigation is clear."

"You~"

Before the headmistress could finish her words, she heard footsteps coming from outside. The sounds were neat and urgent. It was obvious that the Dragon Prince had people waiting outside for a long time.

Judith didn't care what the headmistress thought and asked Rascal to follow him. He needed to let the soldiers experience Caledor's way of doing things.

The soldiers quickly took control of the place. The Boyer masters were obviously very angry, but they did not dare to complain. The monastery was a brothel, which was a tacit agreement. It was nominally to relieve people's desire for desire and avoid leaving due to excessive depression. If you go to the extreme, nothing will happen if you are detained here.

But the female dean knew where those "dead" people had gone, and she could only pray that the Dragon Prince would not find that place.

After arriving on the third floor, the Dragon Prince and Raskol walked to the dean's office and looked around for possible traces. After rummaging through every book and the precious decorative vase, they finally found a slightly protruding brick. Clues were found on the surface.

With a series of noises, a bookcase was slowly lifted upwards, and inside, there was a narrow secret passage that could only accommodate one person.

Soldier Rascal swallowed his saliva. He did not dare to guess what was inside. If, as the chief said, these people were sacrificed to the dark gods, then this monastery, which symbolizes purity and healing, might Triggering a crisis for this devout believer, the spokesmen of the gods have done such things.

But soon, he understood that the gods might not be wrong, but the spokesmen often misinterpreted their will.

The two walked into the tunnel with simple torches. Following the low echo of footsteps trampling on the low steps, they soon reached the bottom. A room of about 40 square meters was filled with various jewelry and jewelry. Gorgeous clothes, precious snow leopard cloaks randomly placed around, Tyrell silk fabrics...

A gilt comb from the Empire was placed in front of the dressing table, and next to it were precious cosmetics from Marienburg. The whole room was filled with an elegant jasmine fragrance.

"Sir, this seems to be a dressing room." Raskol speculated. He roughly understood the character of the Dragon Prince. He strictly followed orders when giving orders, and it didn't matter if he was a little casual at other times.

"Soldier, the battlefield is everywhere. Don't judge easily the first thing you see." Judith said some personal experiences. Although this Kislev soldier who wrote good comments by himself is better than others , but the situation of lack of experience is similar. If the prince's plan is followed, some good young people may have to be educated in illiteracy, and the person responsible for this will most likely be himself.

Thinking of this matter, the Dragon Prince felt tired. It would be great if he was just a reckless man like everyone else. He didn't have to worry about anything and just waited to go into battle to kill the enemy.

The two began to check every place in the room for possible clues, and soon, they found what they wanted in an inconspicuous but not hidden place. Maybe the female dean had not thought that someone would come to search. After all, this matter has been going on for many years without any accidents.

The Dragon Prince opened the parchment book with exquisite prints. The strong smell of perfume made people a little disgusted, and he silently read out the records on it.

"On June 12, 775 in the Gospodar Calendar (note: 2298 in the Imperial Calendar), another nun went to the Wadi Ferran Manor. I prepared the most exquisite clothing for her, a velvet dress embroidered with gold thread. , the blue is rendered impeccably. If Puwuyang hadn't named this person, wearing this thing on her would undoubtedly be a huge waste. Oh, forgive me, Sarak, I just want her to Get a better life instead of becoming a nun waiting to die of old age in a convent.”

Judith read out some words one after another, which made Rascal next to him clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Yes, these people were not sacrificed to the dark gods, they were just like animals. Generally sent to the hands of nobles.

Soon, what you wanted to find appeared.

“On February 24, 779 in the Gospodar calendar, the threat of Chaos invasion made everyone highly nervous. Obviously, it was difficult for the monastery to stay away from the world at this time. Many people with heavy burdens in their hearts tried to come to the monastery for treatment. "

"On March 14, 779 in the Gospodar calendar, after the elves arrived in Erengrad, they brought some hope, but I hope to get some food more. I have sent several nuns to Fairley, hoping that he I can treat them well and send food to the monastery..."

"March 26, 779 in the Gospodar calendar, Fairley..."

"April 7, 779 in the Gospodar calendar, Fairley..."

The Dragon Prince closed the parchment, and there was no need to read the next thing, because the soldiers next to him were so angry that their eyes were almost blazing with fire. Just from what was recorded on it, at least fifty people were sent to various Boye. In the hands of the nobles, this is just the tip of the iceberg of the evil group.

Throwing the parchment to Raskol, Judith said with interest, "Are you interested in finding this Phil Ley?"

Rascal gritted his teeth and said while holding the parchment tightly,

"certainly."