"Let me say this first, you have to listen to my instructions!" Lute reminded her again.
The little girl nodded quickly.
"Then where are we going, Mr. Lute?"
"Don't worry, I've already scouted the area. There's a bar called Purple Dendrobium near the square. It's very close to the square, so I'm sure we can find out a lot of information."
"But Mr. Lute, the Lord of Hardlands, Lord Denuke, has already issued a ban on alcohol. Before the ritual starts, those bars won't be open, right?"
"Ah?" Lute was stunned. "There's such a thing?"
Ren nodded solemnly.
"Then what should we do? Do those despicable humans like to go anywhere else other than bars? "
"The residents of this city are all believers of the Sheep-Headed Demon, Akentu. They don't have to drink, but they have to attend the secret gathering. I know a place that I've been there before. Every Friday, the believers of Akentu will gather there. They will pray at the gathering and exchange some information."
"Friday, isn't that today?"
"Yes, it's only five in the afternoon. Akentu's name is the Burning Dusk, and the demons worship the Dusk Dragon. Therefore, the secret gathering of its believers is usually held at six in the afternoon and lasts until eight in the evening. If we go now, we can still make it in time."
Ren spoke with confidence as if she was very familiar with these things, even though she had only been in Hardlands for a week or two.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Lute said loudly. "Go, change into the Sheep-Headed Demon's clothes, and we'll leave immediately!"
The little girl smiled and nodded happily.
… …
"Secret gathering?"
Brando, Huang Huo, and Mr. Liu were walking on one of the streets of Hardlands. Magadal and Delfien were standing together, curiously admiring the architecture and customs of the northern part of the Dead Moon Inland Sea. Fang Qi was alone at the back of the group, looking at the Sheep-Headed Demon's believers who were dressed like them from the corner of his eyes.
After hearing Delfien's words, Huang Huo turned around and asked curiously. The prime minister's daughter nodded her head. Her gaze swept across the Sheep Head disciples who were hurrying towards a certain direction on the street.
"The secret gathering is a specific ritual of the Sheep Head Cult. The Sheep Head Cult is a follower of the Lord of Purgatory, Akentu. As a follower of a demon, the secret gathering is an essential and important ritual. Just like the meditation and daily prayers of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, as long as one is a devout believer, they will participate. The devil's believers are generally fanatics and will not be absent. However, Akentu only requires its believers to hold a ceremony once a week, during which it will bestow power to its most trusted servant. This day is chosen on Friday because Friday is the day when the power of the moons is the strongest. On this day, the moonlight will cover the power of Martha, and Akentu's name is' Burning Dusk ', so the ceremony usually starts at six in the evening. "
"Isn't it now?" Huang Huo looked at the sheep head disciples and understood. "So, they are …?"
Delfien nodded and looked at Brando.
Brando was frowning. He was not Huang Huo, and he did not know much about the traditions and rules of some of the cultists in Wohnde. With the experience of his previous life, he knew the roots of these rats living under the world of order. What Delfien said was just the tip of the iceberg of Akentu's secret church.
What made him feel a little troubled was that they were unlucky and happened to run into a 'secret' gathering point of Akentu's believers nearby. If possible, Brando did not want to waste time here, but the problem was that they were now dressed as Sheep Head disciples. If they did not go, they might arouse suspicion.
"Then do we have to participate?" Huang Huo asked again.
"I'm afraid we have to go, otherwise it will be too conspicuous," Delfien said. "Besides, the secret gathering of Akentu's believers is also a channel for them to exchange information with each other."
Brando nodded. It seemed that he could only hope that they could get some useful information at this secret gathering.
Mr. Liu and Princess Magadal did not have any objections. In the case of majority rule, Fang Qi knew that it was useless even if he had any objections, so he just shrugged and followed.
They were originally dressed as Sheep Head disciples, and at this moment, they were walking in the direction of the believers. Although they had a child (Huang Huo), it did not look too eye-catching. After all, Hadran was a city where the Sheepshead believers lived. It was normal for a family of three to believe in Akentu, so there was nothing noteworthy about the secret gathering where the believers went with their whole family.
In fact, Brando saw several short figures, some walking with adults, and some even walking alone.
There was even a little girl who almost bumped into him because she was walking with her head down. She quickly raised her head and apologized to him. Brando saw that the little girl was wearing a pair of glasses and had a gentle look. He could not help but feel that it was a pity that such a nice little girl was poisoned by the cult.
However, he was a little surprised that a Sheep Head disciple was so polite. Most of the Sheep Head disciples they met along the way were vulgar and low-class people who had not received any education and lived in poverty. Otherwise, they would not have been so easily bewitched.
But it was precisely because of this that Brando felt even more pity in his heart. The hatred for the Sheep Head disciples in his heart was inexplicably stronger. If he had the chance, he would definitely not let this kind of cancer continue to spread on this land.
But what Brando did not know was that the little girl who was' bewitched 'by the cult was so scared that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
As she hurried forward, she kept looking back in the direction of the 'Sheep Head disciple' that she almost bumped into earlier, as if she was afraid that the other party would suddenly run up and pull her out of the crowd.
"I told you to be more careful." Lute hid in the little girl's hood and sat on her shoulder, complaining discontentedly: "Fortunately, I didn't attract that guy's attention, but strange, why do I feel that his voice is so familiar?"
Lotus stuck out her tongue embarrassedly and whispered: "I'm sorry, I was too nervous."
However, she had a very different view of the crisis from before. What scared her half to death wasn't the fact that she almost ran into the cultist head-on.
Although the followers of Akentu were fierce and aggressive, at this important time, they would not easily cause trouble. This was like saying that the followers of the Holy Cathedral of Fire would not fight with other members on the way to prayer and meditation. If they destroyed the gathering and angered Akentu, they would end up in a miserable state that could not be easily described by the word 'death'.
But what really made Lotus uneasy was her small mistake. When she bumped into the other party, she subconsciously blurted out an apology. When did the followers of Akentu become so timid and easy to talk to? Fortunately, the other party did not seem to notice this. Instead, he said to her very gently: "It's okay, be careful next time."
This sentence made Lotus's heart pound because she understood that among the believers present, the real threat to her and Mr. Lute was not the vulgar low-level believers. It was the highly educated, meticulous high-ranking clergy and even the devil's inspectors. If those people found out that she was pretending to be a believer, she would be skinned even if she did not die.
Unlike Lute's carelessness, Brando's gentle and elegant answer almost made her hair stand on end. But what made her a little incredulous was that the other party let her go just like that.
This was really too strange, so much so that she felt that it was a little unreal.
With doubts and uneasiness in her heart, the little girl absent-mindedly followed the crowd into a church-like building.
"This is …" When Brando stood in front of the church, he raised his head and looked at the place with some surprise: "A temple?"
"The cultists are openly using a temple as their secret meeting place?" Princess Magadal also had a look of disbelief. This feeling was similar to when she saw a group of All For One members or Tree Herders praying in the Holy Cathedral of Fire in Ampere Seale or Rushta. "They … they are simply too …"
"It seems that Queen Madara is right. These people have already regarded this place as their territory. Not only can they openly spread the teachings of the Sheepshead Cult, but they even made such a 'church'?" Brando could not help but shake his head: "They are completely treating the teachings of the Sheepshead Akentu as an orthodox religion and openly spreading it. It seems that the situation is not good."
Delfien and Magadal both understood that Brando meant that the Sheepshead Cult had learned that the Black Rose of the Roman Tuo might be moving north. This way, Tao Qike would never return to the rule of the Mercury Staff. This was why the Hardlands dared to be so fearless. Otherwise, these dark nobles would at least maintain the necessary respect for Madara on the surface.
But the fact that the undead gave up on the Land of Eternity and migrated north happened before they left. It was unlikely that it would spread to Tao Qike at this time. This could only mean one possibility, and that was that the Sheepshead Cult had secretly contacted the minions of Dusk.
As for whether the other party was a demon or something else, it was a little hard to say.
After the people present secretly exchanged this opinion, their faces were a little ugly for a while. Brando had a faint premonition in his heart that this trip was going to be troublesome again.
… …
(PS: I accidentally entered the title number wrong again. It is very troublesome to change the starting point of the chapter name. That's it, as long as everyone understands.)
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