Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 88: Hidden Temple

"In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. You are worthy, Lord... for you created all things... God created man in His image and likeness...

... And God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him. For a man must not cover his head, for he is the image and glory of God; but the woman is the glory of the man...

... To the woman He said: [your desire will be for your husband, and he will lord it over you] ... The woman learns in silence, with all subjection. For I do not allow women to teach, nor to exercise dominion over men, but to be silent...

..."

What is that?

I am standing in a kind of Gothic-style temple. In the background, a man in luxurious robes in a ceremonious and religious style speaks to a congregation of people standing in a pulpit.

Apart from the elderly people, there are also many children, but all dressed as monks with only a brown robe.

But between the words of the congregation leader in the background and the answers in the faces and body shapes of the people present. They are all men... It reminds me of a religion from my previous world.

Although the temple has a Gothic style, but it is not made of stone, it appears to be made of metal. Of steel plates on the walls as well as the floor.

Although the faces of the people appear to be blurred, the face of the man speaking in the pulpit is very recognizable and all of his features are shown.

Like one child what I can recognize him as the leader of the four kidnappers. Now I find myself in his dream...

....

I opened my eyes and got up.

"Vremya! Did you find it?"

"That was quick"

"Quick? How long was I asleep?"

"It was only almost five minutes. Did you fall asleep?" Xifia looked at me with scrutinizing eyes.

"I would also fall asleep if I lay in my arms for five minutes" Magen say.

"That’s because you’re an airhead!"

"HEY! I’m not an airhead!!"

"Ahem~ I meant, how long did I close my eyes to look for the kidnappers’ meeting place..."

In a way I entered a dream, which could be said that I fell asleep... only without thinking I said it...

"So?" Xifia looked at me ignoring Magen’s pouting gesture.

"Yes, I found it. When I had contact with these bandits I could feel their breath at a specific point. {Sleep}"

As I was responding to Xifia, I raised a hand, and a purple powder floated toward the prison guard and receptionist.

I couldn’t trust everyone now. Although in the dreams of the imprisoned bandits they did not show this person, it is better to be on guard. I can apologize later.

"What happened?" Magen asked in surprise why I attacked the guard.

"Silly! It is obvious that Vremya is suspicious, you did not see that a bandit entered the prison and tried to murder the prisoners to silence them!"

"AHH! I understand!! YOOO!!"

We left the prison while on the way I wrote letters quickly to warn Ragna and the others. I also wrote a long report to Principal Roselle.

The information I saw in the dreams of these men, though very limited, has given me much intelligence. And there are definitely problems.

Magen, Xifia, and I arrived at the location of a warehouse next to a store selling everyday goods.

Almost at the next moment Ragna and the others and the leader of the guards arrived along with four guards.

"Vremya! Is this the place?"

"Mm. Let’s go in"

Look at everyone and then walk to the cellar door. A warehouse built with stone and wood materials. The double door is closed from the inner side. But with wind magic and my view of the soft world I was able to remove the wooden latches on the other side of the doors.

But to no one’s surprise, the place was empty. Even so, everyone went into work mode and began to look for some evidence and proof. Something that gives us a clue as to who they are, where they come from and their motivations.

Inside the warehouse there was only a little assorted merchandise used to mislead. But further inside there were hidden doors with rooms where they are suspected of keeping the children locked up all this time before trying to take them away in a merchant’s carriage.

The girls almost destroyed the entire place by searching everywhere. Reminiscent of those cops in the movies where officers looking for someone or something in a suspect’s house would throw pretty much everything out the window.

For my part, I went to a side door that led to the store next door. The place was somewhat empty and there were almost no products or money on the counter or at the cash register. free𝑤ebnovel.com

For the short time we have spent in capturing the kidnappers and rescuing the children, as well as my -interrogation- of the prisoners. Finding the place empty and without evidence indicates that this organization moved very quickly.

Everything was done in full view of many people. So if there were spies protecting the "shipment" in the dark, they had already reported what happened and the leaders ordered the cleanup and murder.

But unfortunately for them, my eyes can see everything. Although they sent a person to clean, they did not order to clean a room -special-. Maybe because they thought we wouldn’t find it.

In a corner of the store, on the wall facing the warehouse. There is a disorganized shelf of objects, and it looks dirty. But under that shelf is a ladder.

Even if people move the shelf, they may not find access since the floor is very well designed. It is a stone at least six centimeters thick.

There is a special mechanism to open this -Trapdoor- but....

"Tikshna~ you can come for a moment!" I shouted softly towards the warehouse.

After a short time, I heard the girl’s heavy footsteps. A cute girl with a tender and shy face, with long black hair and white locks on the side of her face came trotting with heavy steps, and her huge snow-capped mountains, bigger than Everest, trembled and bounced as she approached me.

"Yes... Vremya" Tikshna replied to me when I arrived, as always, avoiding my eyes, looking at the floor, and with her index fingers playing one pressing the other.

Tikshna is approximately 165 centimeters tall. Only slightly taller than Dianeira. But remembering that I am two years older than everyone else and I am also 165 centimeters tall. Which makes me not proud of my height...

"Can you transform and stomp here where I’m standing, please?"

"Y... Yes! {May your spirit guide us and bring us peace and prosperity. Nandi {Possession!}} ~ "

I stepped aside and Tikshna conjured her Familiar and quickly used her transformation ability. After all this time in her second year of school, her singing no longer stutters and her invocation and transformation takes no more than three seconds.

For our school-level she is already an expert.

After finishing her transformation into a cowgirl. Tikshna, now is over 170 centimeters tall, and her attributes have multiplied exponentially, with a small translucent white cow lying in her hair between her two horns, using her stomping skill and broke the floor.

I couldn’t help but think of last night, of Tikshna’s helpless, transformed body, and the sandworm in her belly.

Inevitably, my eyes went to that spot on Tikshna’s body.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

"AHHH!?"

"What’s that YOO!!"

"..."

A small tremor and a couple of screams came out of the warehouse and ran to the store section. The girls upon entering saw a hole in the ground after the dust was blown by a wind current and two water bubbles surrounding two people.

"What’s that?"

"A silly secret hideout YOO~"

"Tuuuu!"

"Let’s go down"

"Wait! Vremya, don’t throw yourself like this, it’s dangerous!"

Ragna ran after me and jumped after me. The space in the background is very dark so I had to conjure two little fairies of light to help me illuminate.

There is a lot of debris on the ground, so I was careful when falling and created a small, stable tornado to soften the fall.

With the help of the light emitted by my magic, I could see the place well, it is a room like a temple. The ceiling is about six meters high, and the floor and walls are covered with light tiles.

Although it doesn’t look like the temple I saw in the dream, but this can be used as proof that the organization behind the kidnappers are some kind of religious cult.

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