The church intelligence officer on the Gourmet was easily dealt with by Nomi and sent to the prison of the Black Tide Secret Society.
In fact, these intelligence personnel are not taken seriously by the Black Tide Secret Society. The key lies in their origins.
Different from the intelligence personnel sent by the surrounding churches in the past, after some investigation, the Black Tide Secret Society discovered that this group of people actually came from the northern part of the Sea of Confession.
Needless to say, whose territory is to the north of the Sea of Confession
“The hands of the stars in the polar night reach so far.”
Tariq looked at the information in his hand with a serious expression.
There is no doubt that the intelligence personnel on the Gourmet all came from the Polar Night Stars, and their purpose was naturally to pass on information about the Black Tide Secret Society to the Polar Night Stars.
But all along, they rarely encountered people from the Church of the Midnight Stars, let alone had any contact with them.
"There has been constant fighting in the Mother Goddess's territorial waters, and conflicts between the major churches. It's not surprising that the Polar Night Stars can get involved."
Doyle shrugged.
At this time, he has almost integrated into the upper echelons of the Black Tide Secret Society. After all, his strength and situation are there.
“There’s actually only one thing we need to pay attention to.”
Sarah spoke at this time, with a hint of solemnity in her tone.
“… The stars of the polar night have begun to watch us.”
…
"vomit-"
"Ahem..."
In the bathroom, there were painful sounds of vomiting and coughing, mixed with the sound of some sticky liquid spilling.
"Ahem..."
Fellner's face was pale, and his body slumped against the wall, gasping for breath, with a slight hollow sound in his breathing.
Ever since he used his innate ability to look at the mysterious black oily liquid, Fellner began to show abnormal symptoms.
It's like some kind of infection.
He first had nightmares frequently while sleeping.
The content of the nightmare was also very simple. He was unconsciously placed in a dark starry sky, and his eyes were fixed on the strange black sphere in front of him. As time went by, he was constantly approaching "it"...
During this time, Fellner had no power to resist, and couldn't even look away.
At the same time, he began to experience headaches, dizziness, fatigue, vomiting, and some skin ulcers...
And every nightmare makes the symptoms worse.
To this day, Fellner has coughed up many pieces of internal organs and is in a state of depression.
The secret society used many measures against him, but none of them worked.
"…Is he going to die…"
Fellner's eyes were bloodshot and he muttered to himself.
At this moment, in his sight, the surrounding environment seemed to become illusory again, and the deep dark space began to appear before his eyes again...
Until a voice called him.
"Fellner."
The serious and low voice did not sound friendly, but this shout made Fellner feel like the teacher suddenly called his name when he was drowsy in class, and he woke up immediately.
After suddenly waking up, Fellner saw two people appear in front of him, and there were two vigilant Black Tide Knights behind them.
"Archbishop Grosseye..."
Fellner recognized the voice, but his mind began to blur again uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Rogue's descending body slowly stood up.
"Well... just a vague memory will cause the contamination to progress slowly..."
He narrowed his eyes.
He naturally found out about Fellner's condition.
When he had used his talent to view the true form of the mysterious black oily liquid, Fellner had directly seen some forms of "Him".
This is what led to the contamination of Fellner.
Yet even Rogge removed the taint from Fellner at the time.
But Fellner's memory of "Him" still exists in his mind.
This memory began to "consciously" choose to recall when Fellner was sleeping, and at the same time it would also cause contamination, aggravating Fellner's condition.
If it is not stopped, the unfortunate child Fellner will probably gradually become a walking corpse, or a body that "He" uses to manifest his will...
Obviously, it was something from the starry sky - something that "cannot be looked at directly".
However, of course, all of this was done intentionally by Rogge.
He needed to get information on those guys.
But this process will undoubtedly make poor Fellner suffer.
"Child... I will remove your dangerous memory next. Relax and don't resist. Do you understand?"
Roger looked him in the eyes and said.
"… good."
Fellner responded with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
Naturally, he had unreserved trust in Archbishop Rogge.
Seeing this, Roger nodded slightly and looked at Doyle beside him.
"Release the suppression, concentrate, and never let that memory escape."
He can easily intercept memories. He only needs to combine the mysterious authority and the power of faith to complete this action.
But the tricky thing is that the memory itself is extremely dangerous, and it may have a certain resistance ability. A descended body alone cannot intercept "it" and capture it perfectly at the same time.
So he called the wage earner Doyle over.
"good."
Doyle nodded, looking serious.
"Don't be so serious, it's not a particularly troublesome matter."
"By the way, how have you been in Sphenthos recently? Have you made any mess of things?"
Roger suddenly smiled and started joking.
"... It's not so bad. With Ashru here, it's not such a mess. But the remnants of the Giz Church keep refreshing my understanding..."
"for example?"
"That's too many. What's most difficult for me to accept is that they always do things that deserve hell to the lambs, so that old man John can't sell any lambs at all. He goes to the Black Tide Administration Hall to cry all day long. To be honest, I'm overwhelmed..."
Hear Roger and Doyle chatting and bragging in a relaxed and happy manner.
Although Fellner was somewhat confused, he felt relieved. In a trance, he had the thought, "If they are so relaxed, then I must be fine too," and he felt much more relieved.
Until Roger suddenly threw him a question.
"… What do you think, Fellner? Should the offense against the lamb be charged as indecency or trespass to another person's property?"
"ah?"
Fellner, who was in a daze, was suddenly asked a question, and his mind subconsciously began to think about the question wholeheartedly.
Seeing this, Rogge's smile instantly disappeared, and a black tide carrying a purple mysterious power surged out in an instant, enveloping Ferner completely.
"Do it."
Roger uttered two words calmly.
He certainly wouldn't be so idle as to chat about meaningless things with Doyle at this time.
The reason for doing this is to prevent Fellner's consciousness from dispersing and being dragged by that memory, otherwise things will become much more difficult.
But fortunately, everything went smoothly.
Doyle on the side stopped talking, but silently released the rank suppression and covered the surroundings tightly.
A sphere wrapped in black tide formed between Rogge and Fellner.
The whole room fell into silence.
A moment later…
"Hur-"
A group of strange dark purple fluid creatures suddenly broke through the black tide of Rogue. After looking around for a moment, two pure white dots chose a direction to sprint without hesitation.
"Doyle, stop it!"
Rogge appeared and reminded calmly.
Doyle didn't say anything, just stared at the thing.
The moment it appeared, the pressure from the body condensed into a concentrated ball in the blink of an eye, wrapping it tightly.
"Hurrum..."
This dark purple creature made a strange and difficult sound and struggled hard but was unable to move at all.
Rogge walked forward, put his five fingers together and inserted them directly into his body. The veins in his arms bulged and throbbed wildly.
After a moment, the dark purple creature let out a strange wail and stopped moving.
"alright… "
Rogge exhaled, and the black tide came out of his body, wrapped him up into a ball, and disappeared into his hand.
Doyle also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
"What the hell is this? It's just a fragment of memory, but it's so difficult to deal with? You can't even suppress it?"
Hearing this, Rogge rolled his eyes and said, "It would be strange if it could stabilize the pressure. This thing is at least a demigod. Even if it is just a memory fragment, it has the ability to resist."
His real body is not here, and the effect of his descended body is ultimately limited.
So Doyle was called over to provide support, and he did come in handy.
"Cough...Puff..."
At this time, after the black tide was removed, Ferner couldn't help coughing and even spurted out a ball of black blood.
Rogge raised his hand to freeze the pile of black blood in mid-air, then threw it into the bathroom and walked forward to help him up.
Today, Fellner is completely free from contamination. That memory no longer exists in his mind and he can no longer be contaminated.
The black blood he just spat out was some useless stuff that Rogge helped him remove.
That is, the fragments of internal organs.
This might be a big problem for ordinary people, but it is just a small problem for Rogge. He can recover Ferner with just a few secret techniques.
After a while, Roger had taken care of everything.
Fellner also woke up at this time.
"... Damn, it feels like someone stirred my internal organs violently..."
Fellner covered his abdomen and grimaced, not looking well.
But in fact, this is just the aftereffect of the treatment just now. His clear mind and consciousness can explain the problem.
Rogge smiled, walked up and patted him on the shoulder: "Boy, you have done a great job this time."
"What do you want? Secret treasures, secret techniques, or powerful prayers?"
"Forget it. Once you have made up your mind, apply to the Lord of the Black Tide yourself. I will tell Him."
"ah?"
Fellner was a little confused. Part of his memory was intercepted, so in his opinion, he just saw something, got sick, and was cured...
But Rogge suddenly told him that he had made a great contribution, which naturally made him a little confused.
"Hmm..." Seeing this, Rogge also realized this and simply explained the cause and effect.
After hearing this, Fellner also realized that he was dying because of a memory, and couldn't help but feel a little scared: "The evil god... is really scary..."
"If you become strong enough in the future, you won't be afraid of these guys anymore."
"But before that, you'd better use your abilities less to see unknown things, unless you want to go through the same experience again."
Roger reminded.
This was also one of his plans, to make Fellner aware of the side effects of his powerful abilities and thus be more cautious.
After all, it's enough to teach someone a lesson once.
Rogge is very optimistic about this talented and intelligent young man.
"Yes, Archbishop Grosje."
Fellner responded seriously.
Although he had never abused his abilities, this experience undoubtedly left a deep impression on him, and he also had a deeper understanding of the dangers of his abilities.
"Just call me sir next time."
Roger patted his shoulder again and stood up.
"What I said just now still counts. Once you have decided what you want, go and apply to the Lord of the Black Tide. This is what you deserve."
"Goodbye, Felner."
After that, Roger and Doyle left the room as Fellner watched.
…
"Could this be the work of the polar night stars?"
After arriving at a secluded corner, Doyle frowned and asked.
"Maybe more than that." Rogge's eyes were deep: "The polar night stars may have a great connection with the existence in the starry sky."
"How do you know?" Doyle couldn't help but wonder.
"Guessing. Don't you think it's normal that 'stars' and 'starry sky' are related?"
Roger smiled.
Doyle was speechless after hearing this.
But he had to admit that what Rogge said did make some sense.
Certain high-level beings do take their abilities into consideration when declaring their own names.
So, from this point of view, Rogge's guess is not unreasonable.
"Okay, then what is the existence in the starry sky you are talking about?"
Doyle rubbed his temple.
"I'm not sure." Rogge gradually stopped smiling. "I'm investigating the situation. I hope it's not what I think. Otherwise, it will be too difficult..."
He felt that the trigger of all this was most likely the curse that was removed from Uweiyemuze.
So, is the "Dragon Town Incident" in the Sacred Scale Sea related to the polar night stars
More importantly, what is the relationship between the Mother Goddess and the polar night stars
These two questions are the key points that Rogge needs to explore at present.
Seeing this, Doyle shrugged, shook his head and smiled.
"Well, if the sky falls, there is someone taller to hold it up. Keep going, Captain Roger. I have to go back to Sphintos. Ashru will probably nag me again..."
A tall...
Roger fell silent.
For the current Black Tide Secret Society, he is undoubtedly the "tall" one.
Once he fails, the good situation of the entire Black Tide Secret Society will collapse.
But... Fortunately, he has the power of "rewinding".
"Hurry up and improve your strength. Don't put the cart before the horse."
Roger reminded.
After all, Doyle's demigod status was obtained through external factors, and Rogge was not sure whether there would be any hidden dangers.
"Got it. Goodbye."
Doyle's voice faded away.
Rogge leaned against the railing of the secret meeting building, enjoying the breeze with a calm expression.
After a moment, the descending body turned into a surging black tide and disappeared into the air...
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