The Great Cleanup

"A large amount of gold was recovered from every house, so the entire village was a facilitator in this transcendental incident."

On the mountainside, the Bishop of the District, wearing a dark golden mask, looked faintly at the somewhat crooked shrine.

Perhaps it was because the people inside fled so urgently that the hovering island jumped away just as it landed back halfway, causing the building to not completely fall into place.

The clergyman, standing beside him, looked at the illuminated village in the distance.

All of the villagers were handcuffed away with their hands bound, strung together by a rope, in a long line, hitching their heads in disbelief.

Two more acolytes emerged from the temple, thoughtfully poring over the heavy tome in their hands.

"In this epoch, there have been a total of three recorded incidents on the Hanging Island..."

"Throughout was a temple constructed of metal plating, thunder, earth, wind..."

"Well, it's the ＜Kujo's Seven System Plus Ritual＞..."

"There is a kind of mythological creatures, to the beginning of the birth of the world will be from the source of the powerful blessing of protection, infinite strength, and great posture; walking in the earth can be a landslide, stepping between the clouds, can be the force of the stars, named: Titan!"

"This ritual, which is an interception of the last step of the Warlock's creation of the Titan, has been modified and adapted to allow the bearer to, in an extremely brutal way, well... Rebuild their bodies and gain these powerful blessings..."

The Magus closed the book and said slowly, "Even after a long history of elimination, there are still three transcendent paths, totaling seventeen ranks, that can perform this legendary ceremony."

"First of all, our side can rule out that no friendly camp has declared responsibility for this matter."

"The news from the Loran side came through late, and it may be a few days before we know their reaction."

"The Naturalist side seems to know something, noon they sent congratulations and applied for another proposal to increase environmental protection, well... The Archbishop sent an inquiry for comments and told us to reply after we investigate what happened here."

The bishop of the district folded his arms lightly.

"Veto! Again, let the hypocrites die far away, and if they dare to reach out again, chop them off!"

"Oh..."

After the adjutant had replied to the letter, the bishop of the district, wearing a dark gold mask, swept the crowd.

"Those Transcendents are growing much faster than we could have imagined, it's already obvious that we can feel that the Transcendent events have become more frequent lately, and it's almost time for a big cleanup in our district anyway... Let's just start early."

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Fina poked his chest with her finger.

"It doesn't feel like much has changed, does it?"

Eleazar smiled helplessly and rubbed her head, suddenly getting up and looking downstairs.

"Nana, your father was checked by the Acolytes!!!"

Fina was startled and hastily got up to look out the window as well, then saw a police officer standing in the doorway of their tailor's store, while two search officers had already entered the store.

The father looked up from the newspaper with a bewildered face.

She hurriedly fled to the second floor controlling the Enchanted Demon.

A dark shadow swept across the floor, and the acolyte twisted his head with some alarm, looking at the black cat that had had to run up the stairs as if afraid of a stranger, and stared up for a moment.

Eleazar is all ready to kill out the window.

Fina squeezed his shoulder, calming him:

"Don't panic yet, Dad he's not reacting to the holy light anymore, he shouldn't be checked for anything."

Just as they were secretly nervous, a white light flashed in the tailor's store.

In the store, Uncle Fioz, who seemed oblivious, smiled back and asked the two if they needed tea.

After a moment, the censor put away a roll of furred, snow-white, fluffy ermine and stepped out of the store to make a note of something in his book, glancing back at the tailor's store before easing away.

After the men had been gone for a long time, Fioz suddenly bent over and coughed, a line of nosebleeds slowly spilling out.

Eleazar and Fina both rush over.

"Dad are you okay!"

Fioz took the handkerchief and wiped his nosebleed, a little weakly:

"I just didn't hold back last year and bought a transcendent mink from a second-hand dealer that they didn't know what they were doing, luckily I didn't process it! Looks like the poachers have been caught and followed the trail to me."

Fina whacked him in anger and urgency.

"I've told you to be honest and peaceful, it's good for you to go to the tavern and drink, don't always have itchy hands to get those things!"

Worried, Eleazar asks, "What about the lord's skin I burned, will that one be traced?"

Fioz waved his hand, "I kid you not on that one, it's really from Jazz, and if this whole thing can be traced back to me then he won't live long."

Then the next day they heard the shocking news that Sir had been charged with embezzlement, murder, annexation of other people's property, profiting by improper means, and a host of other offenses, and had been fined with the forfeiture of all his property and placed under the death penalty.

At the same time, the town had a whole bunch of town officials who were implicated and went to jail.

This is big news in Crowtown like never before, basically over half of the top brass has been replaced.

Uncle Fioz reads the paper, sulks for a moment, gets up, and packs his bags for a run.

"Don't panic, it must have fallen out that they poisoned the former mayor." This time it was Eleazar who comforted him.

"If you had anything to do with it, you'd already be in jail with that lot."

Hearing his son-in-law say that, he then put his heart down a little before complaining:

"It must have been that ritual of yours that spurred them on, and after checking and checking, it turned out that an entire village was in cahoots, and the church must have been furious."

Fina said quietly, "I heard that they were sentenced to five years of hard labor on Hot Springs Island to grow sugar cane and boil sugar cubes, and it's said that the mosquitoes on that island can bite people to death..."

Eleazar held his chin, "They must have buried some of the gold before they were captured."

"Forget it, it's too pathetic, leave that gold for them to come back from their service and retire, we have some left anyway."

Fioz pokes Eleazar with his cane, "Why don't you two just get out of here, there's something not quite right with the churches in our district."

"We booked our tickets yesterday, we leave in an hour..."

"Then go make out at the station and get out of my way!"

Eleazar and Fina were then kicked out.

The two of them looked at each other helplessly and had to pack their bags, and after saying goodbye to him, they held hands and rushed to the station early.

And that place, too, has people checking travel records.

Although the reason for his leave of absence was to go home, if he had registered his departure just after the accident in his hometown, it would be added to the suspect list as well.

Fina craned her head to look at him.

Eleazar senses silently for a long moment and sighs in relief.

"It's ordinary people, and there's no transcendent fluctuations in the station, so we'll go in stealthily."