Chapter 45: Forty Lessons: Money Has Never Been a Hot Potato
Colin covered his nose as he entered the underground area of the abandoned fortress—although they hadn’t stormed in with troops last night, the Pantheon Church had long since considered this fortress a thorn in their side, and the individuals who had reported the issues were problematic; the Church’s Proxies had confirmed their status overnight, discovering that their memories were either altered or they had been paid to make malicious accusations.
The former were immediately thrown into a treatment center—memory modification is a fairly dangerous Spell Formation; if the modification is done with good intentions, the safety of the subject is taken into greater consideration during the process, whereas malicious modifications involve the insertion of certain special memories into the subject’s mind, which can be used not only for deception but also to kill—after all, the dead usually don’t speak.
As for those who had taken money, the matter was rather simple—hanging was the solution.
With this layer of intelligence, first thing in the morning, the Punishers from various churches and a team of Tech Hunters specially called in by the Liaison Guild had already entered the fortress area.
And as expected, they made contact with those "different kind" that Malin mentioned before.
Thanks to his warning, Colin shared this intelligence with the Punishers from the Pantheon Church; fighting the different kind was most feared due to a lack of understanding, but as long as their strengths and weaknesses were known, it was truly a walk in the park for the Punishers and Tech Hunters—aside from a few unlucky ones who sprained their ankles while trekking through the mountains and forests, there were no other injuries.
"Colin, bad news, someone has been here before we came in."
Standing at the entrance, the commander of the Punishers from the Church of the God of Justice flipped through the corpses lying against the wall without turning back and spoke to Colin.