Working Prophet.

After finishing speaking, the man squatted down and carried the scarred Ilkander on his back, "Please be patient, I will find someone to heal you immediately after I leave here."

"You...you are from Herodotus, why...why did you save me." Ilkander murmured.

"Because the great Picia will never abandon her followers." That humane said.

"This is nonsense, she just abandoned us, in that valley..." Ilkander shook his head, "We were all abandoned."

"Every tribulation is just to guide us on the path we must take."

"Don't waste your efforts, what is the only way, you can't even get out of this dungeon with me."

"Really, then let us wait and see, Lord Ilkander."

After the man finished speaking, he carried Ilkander on his back and walked outside, but after walking a few steps, they encountered two jailers.

Ilkander wanted to open his mouth to laugh at the follower of the Blood Moon Society who came out of nowhere.

But then he saw that the two jailers seemed to be blind suddenly, turning a blind eye to them passing by.

Still there, he continued to chat about a plump prostitute he met half a year ago.

"How did you do it?" Ilkander asked in surprise, "Are we invisible?"

"People are always used to turning a blind eye to the answer right in front of them," the man replied.

Ilkander snorted coldly, "I don't understand, don't you guys know how to talk well?"

"They are our people." The man explained later, "Looking forward to the coming of the blood moon just like us."

"Ha... I thought almost all of you were killed, so why did you save me? I have also captured and executed many priests of the Blood Moon Society."

The man was silent for a moment when he heard the words, "Violence cannot destroy faith, it will only further promote the breeding of faith. We have many companions, more than you can imagine. As for you... Lord Ilkander."

"You have indeed done some bad things, but High Priest Herodotus also believes that everyone should have a chance to reform themselves. Besides, fate led you to us."

"Have you always been this confident?"

The man stopped suddenly when he heard Ilkander's words, and the two were about to walk out of the dungeon at this time.

"Uh, you don't have to be so realistic, you just heard that I don't plan to join you, so you want to throw me here again?" Ilkander said.

"No, I stopped only because there are still patrolling guards outside. We need to wait a while until our team of guards comes to hand over."

The man explained, after a pause he continued, "You will join us."

"I have to think about it..."

Ilkander planned to stabilize the follower of the Blood Moon Society first, because he really didn't want to stay in this dungeon any longer.

However, he listened to the humane voice, "You have nowhere to go, what are you still thinking about, no one but us will kindly take you in."

Ilkander's heart tightened, "What do you all know?"

It stands to reason that his murder of the Marquis of Cullen should not have been reported in that valley.

The man smiled, "We know that all the goddesses want us to deal with things, come on, I'll take you to a place where there are unwelcome people like you and High Priest Herodotus."

"It doesn't sound like a very desirable place, like a hideout for a bunch of filthy rats."

"Rats? Maybe, but we won't be rats forever. Lord Ilkander, haven't you realized that the peace of the past is over and disaster is coming.

"Not just the western region, but the entire continent will be in turmoil. This is the goddess' anger, but it is also her kindness.

"At that time, the old rules will be broken, and we will have the opportunity to reshape the new rules. Are you going to meet this opportunity with me, or are you going to continue to be a mouse that never sees the light of day?"

Ilkander couldn't help feeling a little moved.

No matter how good his reasons were, it was an unchangeable fact that killing the Marquis of Cullen would still kill the Marquis of Cullen.

In the future, he is destined to be spurned and hated by others with his reputation as a kingslayer, and now he is the only one left among the three insiders.

In order not to be suspected, even his cronies thought that he really took refuge in those dwarves.

Ilkander can't say anything now. From the moment he agreed to Cullen's entrustment, his life has been completely ruined.

He will never be able to stand up again... unless he can really become the maker of new rules as the man said, and maybe he can find a way to get rid of this curse.

But even at this time Ilkander still did not forget his duty.

"I can go to see Herodotus with you, or I can join you, but before that, I need to tell the reinforcements who came to support the conspiracy of those dwarves."

"There is no need for this." The man shook his head and said, "The support army had already entered the Longji Mountains eight days ago, and it is too late for you to find them now."

"What?" Ilkander was stunned upon hearing this.

He didn't expect to pay so much, even including the life of Marquis Cullen, but he still failed to prevent this tragedy from happening.

After a while, he asked again, "Who is the commander of the support army, and how many people are there?"

"According to the information we have received, the commander of the supporting army is the champion of the empire's martial arts tournament, the dragon slaying hero of the western region, and the head of the Arias family, Ilea. 5000 people."

Ilkander's face was a bit ugly, "Are there only 5000 people?"

"Don't worry about them, chaos is also our opportunity." The man said, "Besides, the female dragon slaying knight may not necessarily lose this battle."

"How could they win?" Ilkander was not optimistic about the future of the support army. "The dwarves on the opposite side have an army of [-] to [-], and there are wildlings in the mountain to help. What does Sir Ilea have?"

"She has the Prophet Merlin of the Double Break Church."

Ilkander was surprised again, "I thought you and the Shuangxiu Church were enemies."

"We are indeed enemies, but this does not prevent me from offering my heartfelt praise to them. The high priest Herodotus often said that only by facing the gap squarely can we make progress. The enemy is also our best teacher."

The man sighed, "The High Priest Herodotus suffered a lot from the Prophet Merlin, and the biggest lesson he learned was that he must not look at the Prophet Merlin and his double break religion with common sense.

"It is very likely that there is a terrifying power hidden in that prophet that can distort the world."