I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 41: To Winterhold
As one of the granaries of Winterhold, the security of Green Water City is naturally guaranteed to a certain extent.

There is a church in Green Water City hosted by Winter Castle. Although no one visits this place on weekdays, Duke Raymond still allocates funds to the church every year to maintain its operation.

The main function of the church is to maintain the divine rituals and continuously monitor the entire Green Water City. Once evil spirits are discovered, the bell tower in Green Water City will sound an alarm.

Previously, Dorothy and Adela did not use their supernatural powers after entering Green Water City. The evil spirits in their bodies were strictly suppressed by the marks, and their activity was far below the alarm threshold of the detection ceremony.

But now it’s different. Dorothy is taking action directly in the city. The evil in her body has been detected, and soon the guards from Green Water City will continue to pour in.

Even Winterhold would get the news.

Dorothy kicked down the last stubborn guard, and from then on no one in the entire guard team dared to challenge her.

After taking a few breaths, Dorothy noticed the sound of a bell outside.

She had been curious for a long time. Ever since the bell rang, all the guards in the guard team had become absent-minded, as if some disaster had occurred.

Dorothy picked out an unlucky guy among the guards on the ground, lifted him up, and asked what was going on.

"Hey, what's going on with this bell?"

"It's... it's an alarm. This means that pagans have infiltrated the city!"

"What do you mean?"

"Greenwater City has a ritual established by Winterhold that can detect evil spirits. Now there must be a pagan somewhere in the city!"

Dorothy loosened her grip, letting the guard fall to the ground.

She picked up a chair and sat down gently, placing her hands uneasily on her knees and even straightening her back.

A pagan in the city? That should be impossible. Dorothy knew why the ritual detected evil.

It seems like I have caused quite a bit of trouble inadvertently.

It seems that the new guy who brought us out was under a lot of pressure. We should have been obedient and not caused him any trouble, but now something seems to have gone wrong.

Ultimately, it was he who caused the trouble, otherwise I wouldn't have triggered the alarm to save him.

I hope this excuse works, otherwise I really don’t know how to apologize... I’ll think about how to apologize.

Dorothy was brainstorming when a cheer came from the entrance to the dungeon.

“Wuhu, it feels so good to be free.”

"Master, you were only detained for less than an hour."

"Every free minute is precious... By the way, the alarm keeps going on. It turns out it's not an auditory hallucination. Dorothy, do you have any clues?"

"What...what alarm? Isn't it the hourly alarm? It has nothing to do with me..."

"Hehe, someone wouldn't think that I don't understand the things of the church."

"...Okay, I triggered the alarm, and now you have the chance. You can handle this quickly as you please!"

Wyatt felt something was odd, but he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he picked up a chair and sat next to Dorothy.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry, as if it didn't matter whether there was an alarm or not. Adela suggested leaving the city immediately, but Wyatt didn't do so. Instead, he asked Adela to come over and rest.

Although she didn't understand what Wyatt was thinking, Adela's mission this time was to ensure Wyatt's safety and obey his orders.

Since Wyatt felt there was no need to run away, she naturally had no objection, so she picked up a chair and sat next to Wyatt.

Henry, who had been hiding at the entrance of the dungeon, saw that the three men not only did not run away after the big fuss, but even sat together in an orderly manner.

Even if they were real scholars, they wouldn't be so outrageous. Those weak scholars wouldn't smash the guards of someone else's territory and then wait so arrogantly for them to come to them. Could they really be pagans?

Henry wanted to escape, but he kept hesitating. In the end, he missed the best opportunity.

Even though the guards were filled with their wailing, one could clearly hear the orderly footsteps coming from outside, which were rhythmic and approaching.

Through the office window, one could see that the streets outside were already filled with fully armed elites. As expected, they had surrounded the office.

According to convention, in this situation, one should politely persuade the enemy to surrender. If that fails, a round of salvos will be fired. Finally, after ensuring that there is no movement at the target location, combatants will be sent to conduct a further inspection.

It is true that the Wasteland Territory is very backward, but Duke Raymond has always been committed to reform, and Conrad's family has been in the army for generations. From a military perspective alone, the dukes of the other three territories are not as good as him.

Instead of the expected attempt to persuade the enemy to surrender, a fully armed soldier slowly approached the gate under the protection of two shield guards.

The soldier had the emblem of Winterhold engraved on his breastplate. He was obviously a messenger from Winterhold. When he saw Wyatt, he immediately became alert and shouted:
"Alert lifted, it's Director Wyatt!"

The elite guards looked at each other, some of them confused about the current situation. It was only after the Lord of Green Water City went from street to street and delivered the messenger's orders that the guards lowered their alert.

After finishing the job, the Lord of Green Water City trotted into the office, not caring about the guards who were wailing on the ground. He just wanted to quickly confirm whether this big shot had been wronged in his territory.

"I am extremely sorry, Director Wyatt. I am Frank Bennett, the Lord of Greenwater City. I am very sorry for giving you a bad experience. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

"That's not necessary, City Lord Frank. This experience is quite novel. I hope my little friend's mistaken alarm didn't cause you any trouble."

"Of course there won't be any trouble. It must be a ritual... No, we neglected to maintain the clock tower, so the alarm was triggered by mistake. How could your followers trigger the evil alarm?"

"So, my friend from Winterhold, do you have anything to say?"

As Duke Raymond's personal guard, the messenger knew exactly what Wyatt meant.

He glanced at Dorothy and Adela, who were sitting on Wyatt's left and right, without any hesitation. There was no way the ritual could go wrong, so one of them must be possessed by evil spirits.

The most likely scenario is that Wyatt, the director of the Fallen Asylum, robbed the shelter and took out the Fallen imprisoned in the shelter.

But no matter what, Wyatt is a distinguished guest of Winterhold and a big shot that Duke Raymond has to show respect to.

His only task was to convey the order, confirm the Holy White Stone, and bring it safely to Winterhold if he met Wyatt.

That's all, just get it done.

As for what will happen next, that is not something a subordinate like me can guess. I only need to complete Duke Raymond's orders.

"Captain Wyatt, I am here on the orders of the Duke. I will escort you to Winterhold. The Duke has been waiting for you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)