SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire-Chapter 46 - Are you adding points to the church_1
Chapter 46: Chapter 46 Are you adding points to the church?_1
Chapter 46 -46 Are you adding points to the church?_1
In front of everyone’s field of vision, a team composed of more than thirty people rode on horses of varying colors, swiftly approaching.
Upon seeing this scene, Helena and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that their surroundings had finally become somewhat safer.
“Are these the rescuers you mentioned?”
Colin asked, and upon hearing this, Helena nodded, her lips moving: “Yes, once they arrive, we should be able to return before nightfall.”
As she spoke, her tone became much more animated.
Taking advantage of the conversation, Colin glanced over the faces of this group, confirming there wasn’t too much of an off mood.
The instant he had seen the Warden, he had the feeling that he was already exposed and that everything was just a trap, designed to capture him.
But judging from the expressions on the old butler’s and the soldiers’ faces, there should be no ambush.
“That’s right, they know nothing about me; even if it was a setup, they couldn’t carry it out in this manner, much less just with these people.”
As thoughts flickered through his mind, Colin’s mood settled.
With his current strength, only the deployment of an Extraordinary One akin to that “tainted Virtue Knight” could pose a threat to him.
Could the Warden’s ragtag bunch even do that?
At this moment, the old butler with graying temples came over, holding neatly a clean grey hooded robe: “Your Excellency, would you require a robe?”
After a pause, he added, “This would effectively prevent you from being subject to their unreasonable scrutiny.”
If word got out that the young lady was walking alongside someone dressed like a ragamuffin, who knows what rumours might spread.
Colin took the grey robe, casually felt it, and finding no issues, he put it on.
After all, although everyone looked disheveled, no one was more ragged than him, especially considering his “sack” was patched all over.
Before long, the Warden arrived with a dozen temporarily drafted subordinates, dismounted in front of Helena and her group, placed his right hand over his heart, inclined his body slightly, and performed a gesture of etiquette before saying:
“Praise be to the God of Knights, I am Calder Zane, seeing you safe and well truly brings joy to my heart.”
Helena nodded and did not speak; the one to reply was the old butler with graying temples, his tone carried a hint of reproof:
“You are… a squire? There is no member of the first rank from the ‘Virtue Knight Order’ here?”
His tone was full of skepticism towards the heavyset middle-aged man before him.
Upon hearing this, Warden Calder’s mouth twitched. He had just received the secret message and was preparing to support his superior when he realized with dismay that he was the highest authority present.
According to the laws of The Kingdom of Knights, when a noble sends a distress signal to a nearby city, unless there is an unforeseen circumstance, the rescue team must contain at least one formal member of the “Virtue Knight Order” who can wield any of the Virtue forces.
And under normal circumstances, Black Stone City should have been garrisoned with one to three first rank Knight Order members.
“Please forgive our rudeness, but allow me to explain. There is only one ‘Virtue Knight,’ Knight Ail, in Black Stone City, and as of yesterday, Knight Ail embarked on an urgent mission to Wheat Spike City, surrounding and eradicating a cult known as the ‘Gluttonous Feast’ and thus unable to come here…”
“Alright, no need for more explanations, now take us to Black Stone City,” Helena waved her hand, signaling for Calder not to elaborate further. The other hurriedly nodded and ushered everyone onto the carriage.
During this time, he couldn’t help but turn his head to glance at the mysterious figure in the grey robe, feeling that this person seemed somewhat familiar, but now was not the time for confirmation, so he withdrew his gaze.
“It seems he hasn’t recognized me.”
Colin muttered to himself. To tell the truth, when he first heard them mention the “Virtue Knight,” his heart skipped a beat, realizing that his previous observation hadn’t considered the possibility of “Virtue Knight” being a factor.
He didn’t know the capabilities possessed by the other Virtues, but if “Humility” had sneaked in among them, his head might be displaying “danger” right now.
But hearing that the person was gone, he relaxed a little.
“If that’s the case, the next course of action should be pretty solid. I wouldn’t say it’s a sure bet, but it’s likely to be quite stable—maybe a seven or eight out of ten.”
“This ‘Gluttonous Feast’ cult has really done me a big favor—though that name…”
“It’s related to eating, related to hunger, everything needs to be carefully observed. I should find an opportunity to gather some information. Lady Bunny seems to particularly care about this…”
In thought, Colin followed a carriage up, of course, not the one with the old butler, but rather with the group of guards and soldiers.
Because of his standout performance earlier, even if the guards had to squeeze together, they would make sure Colin had a relatively large space inside the carriage.
“Your Excellency, are you a Thunder Priest from the Deep Blue Church?” a guard couldn’t help but curiously ask.
Colin, who was in the midst of conversing in fits and starts with Tang Ken, the second employee, about prison intelligence, snapped back to reality when he heard this:
“The Deep Blue Church?”
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After gaining a bit of understanding, Colin realized that it was one of the mainstream churches that worshiped storms and thunder and was often established near the sea.
However, within The Kingdom of Knights, its churches were extremely rare; it was orthodoxy, but not mainstream.
To the guards who didn’t have much insight, Colin’s previous mode of attack seemed like the wielding of thunderous power.
He did not outright deny their speculation, but neither did he confirm it.
As for whether or not it was true, they would have to guess for themselves.
If you think it’s true, then it’s true, if not, then it’s not; after all, those who understand, understand, and those who don’t, won’t understand even if you explain…
An identity as a believer of the “Deep Blue Church” also fit his characteristic of being completely ignorant about this country.
Then Colin learned more about The Kingdom of Knights from chatting up the guards. It was a nation founded by the legendary King of Knights, who wielded the eight great virtues. It has multiple knight legions as royal powers, among which the “Virtue Knight Order” was directly subordinate to the king.
And after the kingdom came the Church, the state religion being the “Church of Light”, but for some reason, despite its status, it had no real substance. The truly formidable ones were the three major churches, which were nominally below it.
“The Holy Healing Church,” “The War God Church,” “The Church of Earth and Nature’s Rebirth.”
“Good lord… Why is the name of the third one so long?”
Colin wanted to ask about the specifics of these things, as he felt that completing the collection of this information would probably yield a substantial reward for the mission.
Unfortunately, these soldiers didn’t know much either, they barely knew the names.
And he had no understanding whatsoever of the “Gluttonous Feast” cult that currently most piqued his interest.
A guard who had suffered a light injury and had only a broken arm sighed as if he had thought of something:
“Ah, this time when the Mist Disaster erupted, Her Holiness the Saintess was also involved. We were surrounded by the magic fog, and if it weren’t for Her Holiness the Saintess, we probably wouldn’t have been able to escape.
“But after rescuing us, Her Holiness the Saintess rushed into the deepest part of the disaster fog to save more people, and we don’t know the situation now.
“May the Light protect her…”
As they talked about her, the guards showed gratitude mixed with worry; all they could do was pray silently.
Seeing the somber atmosphere inside the carriage, Colin did not engage in conversation carelessly.
He wasn’t particularly interested in that Saintess…
Right now, all he could think of was how to properly break into the prison.
Tang Ken, whose identity had been confirmed, was waiting for him inside the prison.
