Chapter 817 The Idea of ​​Joint Anti-Chaos

Witch Hunter…

Imrik was stunned for a moment, recalling in his mind the scene where he met the Grand Master of Silver Hammer Vincent in Kislev thirty years ago.

The knight, who wore leather clothing and light chain mail as protective gear, seemed to be the prototype of a witch hunter. He used light weapons and was good at fighting on complex terrain. On the contrary, he was not very good at horse fighting, which is what a knight should specialize in.

"It's an interesting idea. I think it's a good one. The empire needs an organization that can make up for the church's lack of flexibility and specialize in dealing with heretics and degenerates. But you should be aware of the consequences of doing so."

Magnus nodded, "The church will bear some stigma, but this is also the purpose of the existence of witch hunters, to make all those with heretical thoughts deeply afraid. Only the purest people can be considered qualified." Imperial people.”

After all, the emperor could not get around his identity as a believer. Subconsciously, he believed that citizens must believe in the gods of the empire.

Even if it is not the most mainstream Sigma, Ulric, or Tal, it must be at least a secondary god like Moore, and there is no room for other choices.

Imric was noncommittal about the thoughts of believers. Anyway, when it came to religion, the Dragon Palace had a headache.

With the spread of the faith of the Dragon Father and Sotek, Caledor's belief system gradually began to break away from the elven gods, leaving only Vaal as the patron saint, barely retaining some dignity of the elven gods.

After His Majesty the Phoenix King, representing Asuryan's mortal incarnation, issued that unreasonable edict to Drachnir, the faith of the Dragon Kingdom truly began to fragment.

But when it comes to the role of religious organizations, Imrik still recognizes it. For the palace, taking the blame is very useful.

"I don't think you are really drunk when you mention this now. Tell me, what are you going to do for Caledon?"

Magnus is not shy at all. Since his coronation, he has received countless support from Caledor, and he doesn't care about this now.

His Royal Highness Prince Long, who has a great family and a great business, gave some of the resources in his hands to the poor emperor. This is generosity and magnanimity.

"I believe there must be a similar organization in Caledor that is responsible for eliminating Chaos heretics and fallen ones."

"Yes, there is a similar organization, a cleanup agency formed by the Slann Council and the Sotek Sect. It is responsible for handling all matters related to chaos elements in the country."

"We may be able to cooperate, exchange intelligence about chaos, and exchange and learn from each other."

As expected...

After thinking about it for some time, Imric did not reject the idea. Instead, he proposed a more effective option.

“The Caledor Cleanup Agency has only been established for a short period of time, and many times when dealing with Chaos incidents, it relies on lizard people’s methods, which does not have much communication value.

But since you want to join forces to form an anti-chaos corruption organization, I have a better choice. "

Magnus poured Imrik another glass of wine with a little curiosity.

"Please say, again, as long as it is beneficial to the empire, we can discuss it between you and me."

Seeing the glass in his hand because Magnus poured half a cup of brandy, mixed it with the ale, and turned it into a liquid as bad as excrement, Imric was disgusted, thinking that the emperor wanted to watch him digest it.

A ball of flame rose up in his palm, causing the glass and the terrible-looking liquid to disappear from this world.

Seeing this, Magnus could only shrug his shoulders and secretly said that Imric was not fooled. He originally wanted to see what kind of expression would appear on the face of the noble Dragon Prince after he drank a glass of wine that looked like horse urine.

Imric stood up and found a clean glass from the wooden table next to him. After sitting back, he placed his palms in the center of the wooden table and tilted the mouth of the wine glass towards Magnus. The meaning was clear, pour it for me. liquor.

The emperor, who wanted help from the elves, had no choice but to pour a glass of good wine for this noble pointed-eared thing and urged him to speak quickly.

I'm a dying man. If I don't hurry up, I'll have to discuss with Sigma how to crack the greenskin's head with a sledgehammer.

Satisfied with a sip of wine served by the emperor himself, Imrik smacked his mouth and felt quite delicious.

"As the Supreme Mage of Sulfre, Teclis and his Sword Masters of Hoth are Ulthuan's elite warriors who specialize in dealing with Chaos elements. In fact, they are better at doing secret things than fighting on the battlefield. .

Although the exaggerated armor and the tall sword do look a bit...well, a bit clown-like. "

Recalling the performance of the Sword Master of Hoth as the escort of Teclis during the Great Holy War, Magnus was a little confused. Why did he think that those elite warriors who specialized in fighting were better than the Empire? How could someone who is more brave than a giant swordsman specialize in fighting against the Chaos heresy?

But since Imrik said this, the Sword Master of Hoth must be specialized in this, and should have much more experience than Caledor's elimination agency.

"so?"

"Haha." Imrik showed a mysterious smile, took out a list from his arms, and handed it to his old friend sitting opposite.

"You should know that Ulthuan exported a large amount of sugar to the old world not long ago. This list is the empire personnel who bought sugar beyond expectations. You can guess without me saying more what kind of people like it. Eat candy.”

Magnus took the paper and flipped through this weird and unusual sales record sheet one by one. The content on it was also very concise and clear.

Westland - Daniel Ernest, a middle-class businessman, purchased 140 kilograms of sugar from various channels in a year.

Westland - Effie Grover, a noble businessman, purchased 245 kilograms of sugar in the name of a banquet.

Rickland...

Nunn...

Midden…

This detailed list lists a large number of people who purchased sugar far beyond their expectations. If in the early days, the large import of sugar caused wealthy people to rush to buy and hoard supplies to show their status, it would be understandable.

But as the empire's sugar industry has become saturated and prices have always remained at a high level, it has become particularly strange to spend a large amount of gold coins and overdraft assets to satisfy appetites.

Magnus was getting more and more frightened. Slaanesh elements only had a few hobbies, higher-level self-torture, and low-level ones such as lust, gluttony, and lust for power. If we investigated through the main port of gluttony, we would definitely be able to catch them. to a large number of concerned followers of Slaanesh.

Imric was very satisfied with the emperor's expression. Most of the Slaanesh elements in Ulthuan who dared to eat gluttonously were caught in the dungeons and interrogated whether they knew others of their kind.

Even the rich Ulthuan Assur, let alone the Empire, could not resist the temptation of sugar.

Although using the sugar industry as a way to collect intelligence has the implication of fishing for law enforcement, if you are not firm in your beliefs, you are heresy. If you are tempted by a little temptation, you will enter the arms of the Chaos Gods and must be executed.

Magnus was silent for a long time, and finally said something,

"You have given me a great relief, Imric."