You call this the mastermind?

There are many different levels of dungeons in Chelsea Manor.

The place where the two Truth believers were initially imprisoned was in a place with stricter security.

However, with the impact of the arrival of the Child of Destiny, they were moved to a relatively relaxed environment——

It still looks like a prison, but there are simple daily utensils inside.

Under the bright light, some daily necessities such as brushes and brooms were spontaneously cleaning all traces of filth here without anyone controlling them, making this cell look much cleaner than a normal home.

When Luca Jozi arrived here, he saw a short, middle-aged man with a full beard, sitting on a hard bed with his short legs stretched out, letting a wet rag dangle out of thin air. Wipe his feet.

After seeing the figure of the old man in gray robe, he couldn't help but screamed in surprise.

"Destiny's Child is here."

He screamed and kicked away the rag, and hurried to the prison railing with his bare feet.

"Master Bishop, you have finally come to save us!"

This man's name is Dylan, a companion of Guderian and the illusionist who was responsible for covering the previous attack.

Later, after the attack failed, I felt that the problem was not big, so I took the initiative to capture him without mercy, and ended up being imprisoned until now.

It shows how depressed he can be about what happened during this period.

However, his excited words did not receive a response from the gray-robed old man.

Because at this moment, another figure in the prison has slowly walked over.

"Is the ceremony over, Bishop?" Guderian asked.

He is now in very good condition, full of energy, and the linen clothes he is wearing appear to be very neat. It seems that he was not mistreated at all during his detention.

"It's been successful."

The old man in gray robe said this, but before the excited Guderian could say anything, he turned to ask: "Who did you attack in this manor?"

"Iger Wilson."

Guderian replied with a joyful tone.

"I have confirmed that he is a voter."

Obviously, he was immersed in the excitement of the success of the ceremony and did not feel that his attack was wrong.

However, Bishop Luca who came to visit was not as optimistic as he was.

"Egg Wilson..."

He frowned as he muttered the name.

"As far as I know, he is still a wizard apprentice? Even if you suspect that he is a chosen one, you should not test it with attacks."

This is a long story.

Guderian wanted to explain, but before he could speak, he heard the other party say: "Is he seriously injured? If it is too serious, you can stay in this dungeon temporarily until he recovers."

These words made the surrounding atmosphere instantly awkward.

After the two people in the prison looked at each other, the short man named Dylan with a beard said in a complicated tone: "You should ask, are we seriously injured..."

"You guys?"

The old man in gray robe was startled when he heard this, "During the attack, you were blocked by the manor guards?"

"That's not true. We have isolated the battle site from the outside world."

Guderian whispered: "It's just that Egg is not just a simple wizard apprentice."

"He's also a top hunter."

The short man lying on the railing of the prison winked and said: "Beat Guderian into a pig's head, without any power to fight back."

Top hunter...

The old man in gray robe said nothing when he heard this, but he was quite shocked.

He had not asked for the details of the relative mentioned by Mrs. Chelsea before. On the one hand, it was because fate had its own arrangements for the electorate and did not require him to pay too much attention.

On the other hand, I also feel that the voters are currently very young and have not grown up yet.

It is inappropriate to interrupt or even contact someone rashly.

However, it cannot be said that a top hunter has not grown up yet.

Because that's the top.

However, such a young top hunter...

Luka Jozi pondered for this.

But before he could think about it, Guderian added another sentence.

"I gave him my eternal heart."

"That weapon made of divine blood?" "Yes."

The middle-aged gentleman said: "In this way, he will become the most powerful hunter in the world, and no one can stop his attack."

"What's your reason for doing this?"

"Of course it's because of the structure of the wizarding world." Guderian replied.

With a bishop from the Original Truth Cult standing here, he didn't have to worry about their conversation being overheard by outsiders, so he spoke without any worries.

"Iger is very powerful, but he is now on the side of the half-blood wizard. He is destined to be involved in the struggle between pure blood and half-blood in the future. Therefore, as long as he is not willing to suffer the slightest injustice, he will directly pick up the sword and fight against All pure-blood wizards who want to suppress him."

"This will cause more conflicts until he kills some people openly or covertly..."

On some matters, the original Shinrikyo position is against all rentier classes.

So in a sense, pure-blood wizards are actually the enemies of the truth believers.

It's just that in this era where pure blood controls the world, if they don't want to become street rats that everyone shouts about, they need to hide their ideas and disguise themselves as a group of people who can be simply classified as lunatics. .

But they certainly wouldn't hesitate to cause trouble for purebloods if possible.

"With absolute force, you can indeed do whatever you want on some things."

The old man in gray robe heard the words but was noncommittal, "But why didn't you consider the relationship between him and Isabella Chelsea?"

Relationship with Chelsea?

Guderian was stunned when he heard this, and then explained: "Miss Isabella does seem to be very angry about our attack, but this does not mean that Egg can have anything to do with her-"

"Before coming."

The old man interrupted him, "She claimed that the person you attacked was one of her relatives."

This is obviously surprising news.

The two truth believers in the prison couldn't help but look at each other, and suddenly there was no sound.

Saying this in front of outsiders does not necessarily mean that the two parties are really relatives, but at least the relationship is close.

And a mixed-blood wizard who is closely related to the head of a famous pure-blood family in the wizarding world...may he also encounter any pure-blood suppression?

If this identity was revealed, which pure-blood family would be so full that they would provoke him?

In this way, taking the initiative to send out that extremely sharp weapon may not necessarily be a good thing for the Truth Religion...

"Fate will take care of everything."

Seeing that they were silent, the old man did not blame them, but comforted them in a low voice: "Some things don't need to be forced. If it should happen, it will happen."

"Then...do we still need to contact Egger now?"

Guderian asked hesitantly.

"It's not necessary."

The old man said: "His fate seems to be very complicated, and we should not influence it rashly. The most important thing now is to find a way to establish a long-term connection with the son of destiny."

"But since He has already arrived, why doesn't He appear officially?"

The short man with a beard on the side suddenly said: "Do we need to talk about timing?"

"certainly."

Hearing this, the old man in gray robe replied without hesitation: "He needs to understand the world, to sympathize with the sufferings of the world, to go deep into the poor and suffering people, and to consider the future of everyone."

"So, if it wasn't necessary, He wouldn't even look at us."

"Is it really that busy?"

The short man muttered secretly when he heard this, but did not dare to really express his suspicion.

Guderian on the side asked: "Have you thought about the second ceremony?"

"This requires the cooperation of Granny Caesar, and the work of contacting Caesar needs to be left to you."

When he said this, the old man in gray robe had doubts in his tone, "It's just that there may be some changes on this point."

"change?"

"According to my previous prediction, Caesar had three months left to live. But now, this time has been shortened to ten days."

Ten days?

Guderian frowned upon hearing this.

In such a short time, let alone using his identity to prepare for the second sacrifice, it is not certain whether he can successfully find the other party.

"what happened?"

He was puzzled by this.

"Maybe, he is not favored by fate."

The old man in gray robe replied like this.