The edge of the refugee camp.
In a makeshift tent that appeared several tis larger than the others.
A group of burly n were gathered inside.
"Boss, those nobles are distributing food now," said a man covered in scars.
Among them, a man with a visibly larger and bulkier build sat in the main seat, his face full of muscle.
"And those people from the Holy Light Church, they are treating those cowardly wastes."
"Will we be discovered?"
"What are you afraid of? Kill them all."
"That’s right, seize their weapons and sacrifice these noble trinkets to Our God!"
"I’ve killed enough of those screaming wastes."
These brawny n bantered and then started laughing wildly.
The veins in their necks bulged, their eyes tinged with crimson.
"Shut up, you fools."
The burly man in the main seat glanced at these cultists, and once it quieted down, he said, "There’s nothing to panic about. If they don’t do this, the refugee camp will overturn them soon."
He didn’t think the actions of these nobles and the church had anything to do with them.
"Alright, it’s almost ti for the next sacrifice. Have the offerings been prepared?"
A burly man grinned cruelly and nodded, "Don’t worry, boss."
"I’ve also found more followers eager to gain power and worship Our God."
The burly man in the main seat nodded.
"That’s good."
Just outside this large tent, several night watchers hid in the shadows.
In this chaotic refugee camp, there were hiding spots everywhere.
They could even clearly hear what the cultists inside were discussing.
In Lubeck City.
Kana and others were sitting around a table.
Watching the chat interface in front of them.
The night watchers, investigating and locking onto the cultists among the refugees, were reporting information through this interface.
George and the others were collecting this information and marking it on a map.
A map was also spread out on the table.
Provided by Alicia, it was a map of the city and the surrounding area.
"How crude," Bobo couldn’t help but say as he looked.
Hearing this, Alyris glanced at him and said, "Aren’t maps supposed to be like this? You’re just used to it."
"Indeed, it’s far inferior to ours," Bobo replied.
Everyone nodded, yet couldn’t help rolling their eyes.
No kidding.
The maps in their interface were three-dinsional, clearly displaying rivers, mountains, trees, valleys, and even buildings.
The only ones comparable to it might be maps carefully crafted by mages.
Nonetheless, Bobo was still adding details to the map based on their interface’s [Map].
And according to the reported information, four main areas within the refugee camp were drawn.
"These four places should be where those cult organizations, worshipping different evil gods, are located.
Although they have a certain understanding, they obviously do not want to cooperate with each other," Bobo said.
Lurik thought for a mont and said, "In that case, could we surround and destroy them one by one? This way, we could minimize losses."
George shook his head, "These cultists may not be very strong, but after surrounding and annihilating them, they’re sure to initiate so harmful actions.
If inside the refugee camp, it could cause massive casualties, even more refugees might be affected by the evil god’s corruption."
This was sothing they had to guard against.
Currently, the cultists’ strength couldn’t match that of the night watchers, but their nasty tricks were a concern.
The effects of the evil god power they gained from their different faiths had severe impacts on other ordinary people.
Not to ntion, their gathering places were spread throughout the camp.
If they wanted to evacuate the surrounding refugees, the cultists would surely know, as the marked areas were just their gathering spots, they’re dispersed throughout the refugee camp.
If they didn’t evacuate and directly attacked.
The cultists might resort to mutually destructive actions, affecting the surrounding refugees.
This possibility was almost 100%.
For these refugees, both ntally and physically tornted, the influence of the evil god was extrely easy.
That’s not sothing they wanted to see.
From the inception of the Night Watchers, Kana never wanted them to be the ones recklessly annihilating cultists.
"We can wait for them to perform the sacrifice," Alyris said, looking at the information in the chat box.
Upon hearing this, Lurik nodded, "That’s right, they only have an understanding, not cooperation.
They would each sacrifice to their own evil god, though they’re cultists, they’re not fools. Otherwise, they couldn’t have hidden for so long.
During the sacrifices, they will leave the refugee camp, and according to the places identified by Alicia for those sacrifice rituals, they’re all relatively concealed areas."
George nodded.
Acting at that ti would indeed be more appropriate.
...
The next morning.
Lawrence and Alicia were on the move again.
The porridge tent was already set up outside the refugee camp.
"Why do I have to manage feeding these mud-legged folk? These useless swine, wouldn’t it be better if they just died?"
A young male noble stood by the porridge tent, pinching his nose with disdain.
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