"What the hell is going on here?"
As soon as Loren arrived at the post office, he found the place in chaos, with all sorts of strange-looking people smashing things inside.
"Master ntor..."
The mont Loren appeared, the person in charge of the post office grabbed the hem of his clothes with tear-filled eyes, as if she had suffered so great injustice, treating Loren as her savior. It even took her a long ti to realize her current behavior was quite presumptuous.
"What happened?"
Loren didn't bother with her lack of decorum;
clearly, there were more important matters at hand.
"These people ca to the post office early this morning, not only smashing the facilities but also opening people's letters."
"..."
Loren glanced at their appearances. The leader was a fat man with a face full of pimples wearing white socks, followed by an old man in a red dress and a female fatso with a buzz cut.
"Why didn't you call soone to arrest them for treatnt?"
Loren had already made the thod for dealing with such people public yesterday. Surely they couldn't still be uncontrollable?
"They have backing. The Enforcent Team can't arrest them..."
If anyone else had co, she definitely wouldn't have dared to speak out. After all, officials protecting each other was common sense. If she reported it, she might actually get arrested for bypassing the chain of command.
But since it was Loren who ca, she chose to reveal everything without hesitation. That was Loren's reputation.
"Where's Clens gone?"
At tis like this, holding the highest-ranking person accountable was the simplest and most direct thod. Clens was the highest-ranking official here.
"Who?"
Hearing the na, the post office manager was montarily stunned. Loren then realized soone of her rank probably wouldn't know the Bishop's na.
"That new Bishop. Where did he go?"
"After Bishop Clens announced the situation regarding the Rainbow Plague, he returned to the Nofica Theocracy. The Rainbow Plague is more severe there;
he went back to handle it..."
"Alright."
Now Loren understood why they still dared to be so brazen. It seed their backing wasn't small either. With Clens gone, no one could control them. There really were quite a few infected by the Rainbow Plague.
The more well-off and sheltered from the world people were, the more susceptible they were to the Rainbow Plague infection. That was also why so many high-ranking individuals got infected.
"Help write a letter. Just write anything inside, then put it in an envelope."
"Oh, okay."
Although she didn't know what Loren was planning, out of trust in him, she chose to comply.
"Here."
The post office manager worked quickly, finishing the letter for Loren promptly and handing it over.
"Thank you. Rest assured, I'll handle things here."
After thanking her, Loren took the letter and walked into the interior of the post office.
"N-no... you're welco..."
Her speech even beca stuttered. She had long heard legends about Loren, but she never expected Loren himself to be so gentle.
Under her admiring gaze, Loren stepped into the post office, confronting that group of freaks. At that mont, they were tearing open letters containing others' heartfelt thoughts one by one, mocking the contents inside, occasionally saying these old fossils all deserved to die.
"What are you all doing here?"
Loren asked knowingly, still holding the newly written letter in his hand.
"We suspect these people have offended our disadvantaged minority groups in their letters, so we're here to check."
They also recognized Loren's identity, so they spoke relatively politely. The postal worker lying on the floor nearby indicated they weren't so polite with others.
Even facing Loren wasn't much better;
they just didn't directly resort to violence. They even added:
"These old fossils are all inferior beings who deserve to be slaughtered. The world should belong to us, the awakened."
The speaker was the leading fat man, the fat on his belly still trembling. But the others in the group looked at him as if he were so peerless beauty, making Loren feel a wave of nausea.
"Even mine needs checking?"
"Of course, after all, you're not one of the awakened."
The Rainbow Plague had an intelligence-reducing ability;
otherwise, these people wouldn't be so brazen. This also gave the infected sufficient destructive power to truly dismantle the enemy from within.
The people of Gedlan had only just had enough to eat for a short while before so many got infected. Loren didn't dare imagine how severe it must be over in the Kingdom of Anselm.
The fat man rudely tore open Loren's envelope and read the contents aloud:
"Master ntor is so handso... What kind of nonsense is this you wrote?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Loren snatched back his envelope and conveniently pulled out a match to light it.
"There. You peeked at important confidential information I wrote in the letter. I suspect you are a spy from the Plague Church, here to steal secrets from the Bountiful Church. I hereby sentence you and your accomplices for the cri of apostasy."
The cri of apostasy. This was a sin second only to blasphemy. Once tainted with it, death was inevitable.
This was also the reason Loren went through this whole charade. If it were just treating the Rainbow Plague, at most they'd get a beating. But after being branded with this label by Loren, they all had to die.
Perhaps their cris didn't warrant death, but they disgusted Loren, so they had to die. Loren also had the authority to pass judgnt here. Even if they appealed to the Pope of the Anselm Theocracy, it would be useless. Unless an Angel representing the Orthodox Gods intervened, what Loren said was absolute.
"It's just reading a letter... surely that's not apostasy..."
Such a heavy charge suddenly crashing down on them finally sobered them up a bit.
"Besides, you have no evidence."
The leading fat man's tone suddenly softened. People behind him were already trying to run.
"Bang!"
Loren fired a shot at the ground, forcibly freezing the person trying to flee in place.
"After viewing the confidential letter, you actually burned such an important docunt to destroy evidence, adding another count to your cris. Wait here for the Church to deal with you."
If the Enforcent Team ca, it ant there was still room for argunt. But if Church personnel ca, there really was no room left at all.
"That person..."
Loren turned to look at the post office manager. Stars seed to twinkle in her eyes as she looked at Loren. Hearing him call her, she quickly replied:
"My na is Erika! Is there anything you need to do?"
"Go call the Church people over. Say I sent you. I'll wait here."
"Yes!"
Upon receiving Loren's order, Erika scrambled out, hopped onto her little bicycle, and rushed toward the Church.
The distance to the Church wasn't too far;
it probably wouldn't take much ti.
Watching death draw closer and closer, they were truly scared now:
"Master ntor, we were wrong. Next ti we..."
"Shh..." Loren made a gesture for quiet. "You're not admitting you were wrong;
you just know you're going to die."
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