Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 905 - 186: Just Call Me Ba Zi_2

The response to Heishi was the overseer's mocking expression.

He and the guards of the mine exchanged smiles, as if they had heard a colossal joke.

The most humorous part lies in the fact that every so often, a few self-proclaimed clever individuals appear here, fantasizing that they are the righteous messengers chosen by the heavens, trying to expose them.

Just like the fool in the past whose head they smashed and whose corpse was discarded like garbage into the depths of the mine, the group of miners banding together, fantasizing about setting up a sacrificial ritual to incite a riot, is even more so.

In this city, how exactly can one expose them?

The Kingdom Army and the Border Administration Bureau rake in enormous profits each month from the stolen goods, and they take a portion of these immense fortunes to grease the wheels of various relationships. The Church Court, Security Office, Judicial Court—these important law enforcement departments of the border city are all part of this huge chain of interests.

"If so, why don't you report us to the Security Office or the Church Court?"

The overseer sneered, "Or maybe you already have? Anonymously sending the evidence you hold to the Security Office, otherwise how would we have known that a group of sewer rats were secretly engaging in filthy dealings right under our noses?"

Heishi's pupils narrowed, and he was at a loss for words; he could only glare fiercely at the overseer.

He did indeed send anonymous denunciations to the Security Office and the Church Court, and he understood the deeper meaning in the overseer's words.

The person who truly exposed the matron, leading to her being beaten to death by the guards, was actually him!

Because he sent the report to the wrong institutions.

"The truth is we discovered that someone was conducting a sacrificial ritual of the Evil God in the depths of the mine, an intolerable sin."

The overseer lowered his voice, looking towards the miners not far away, "However, the Goddess of Life is merciful; you must have been seduced by this Evil God's Follower to tread the wrong path. Now is your chance to atone—kill this Evil God's Follower and spend the rest of your lives in the mine to atone for your sins."

"Don't believe him!"

Heishi shouted, "Fight them!"

However, this time, the miners did not obey their command.

They looked at each other, hesitating, and no one stepped forward.

The ceremony to summon the Evil God Bazatous had failed, and their strength was simply not enough to contend with these well-equipped Kingdom Army soldiers, especially as it seemed the overseer had...

Provided them with a path to survival.

Though it went against their conscience, perhaps if they pretended to follow the overseer's orders, they might find a chance to escape the mine.

The miners in the rear of the line kept exchanging glances, gripping their pickaxes tightly.

They were very close to Heishi, who had no defenses against them at all.

Just as the stalemate was about to spin out of control, a seven-eyed woman from the rearmost row of the Guard Team stepped forward, positioning herself between the miners and the overseer.

Bazatous understood what had happened and could not bear to listen any longer.

He recognized the overseer's identity; he was a Priest of the Church Court, and not a low-ranking one, which made Him feel somewhat discontented.

Bazarian.

Was it for humans like this that you turned your blade against me in the first place?

Such a question welled up involuntarily within Bazatous. Those seven eyes scrutinized the overseer, whose visage and soul were equally grotesque. He had been attempting to find even a shred of redeeming quality in the overseer, in order to balance His own heart, but all attempts failed.

He really could not find any necessity for saving such people.

Even beings like them, the Old Gods, did not need such followers.

Perhaps only that dung would welcome such filthy souls.

"Aren't you afraid of the... the Goddess of Life's punishment?"

Bazatous asked.

"Punishment?"

The overseer seemed as though he had heard a colossal joke.

Another person unaware of the situation appeared, though her identity as a demi-human made things a bit more tricky, but not entirely unmanageable.

As long as she was killed, and her body cast into the deepest part of the mine or burned, the demi-humans from the guild would never find her again. Even if Ginny sought trouble from the Church Court, there would be no proof.

"Don't play the hero here; this has nothing to do with the guild. This is the last warning."

He couldn't be bothered to explain to this seven-eyed woman.

This is where their guild leader was smart: conducting trade activities only in the Far West, never interfering in the affairs of the Church Court or the Kingdom Army, and truly wise people have long known that the Goddess of Life had already fallen. Only those utterly foolish people believe those public speeches, as their incompetence and ignorance need an omnipotent deity to save them. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

They deserved to be enslaved by blind faith, drained of their energy, and discarded like garbage without realizing it.

The more such people there are, the better their life becomes.

The first to propose this "secret" were not the "Imperial Truth."

Before Julius's death, he was the true leader of the Far West. Even then, he announced that the True God had long since fallen, while Pope Carlo, to solidify control over the Far West, used "Doomsday" as a lead to proclaim the return of the gods in the Seventh Epoch.

This was an open secret within the Church Court; perhaps only a very small number of Ascetics still maintain hopes for the return of the Goddess of Life.