The air in this eting room at the top floor of the Main Building of Sage Academy was perated with an elusive silence.
In the center of the eting room, the full-angle magic fluorescent screen was still showing the bizarre midday religious ceremony. The screen flickered occasionally, reflecting the deep gold of the cathedral. The teachers around the round eting tables still didn’t dare to voice their opinions.
Silent rays of light cut through the air from various angles, casting shadows on Loren’s face from ti to ti.
"Loren, let it go, let it go."
Vice Dean Ron, sitting next to Loren, patted him on the back.
The three mbers of the clergy had a hard ti too, and getting through with Lanci and returning ho safe is a good thing.
Seeing the Vice Dean start to talk, many teachers tried to alleviate the awkward atmosphere in the eting room.
"Dean, it’s quite normal to be led astray when mixed with Lanci, and these three mbers of the clergy were able to get through the Shadow World, it’s quite an accomplishnt. Let’s just treat the rits and derits as equal ..."
The most gentle-mannered Teacher Teresa began to speak good words again.
Lanci was always serious in her class, which moved her, but also made her start to feel a little frightened ...
After this Shadow World, Teresa beca even more convinced of one thing — the necessity of Hyperion in their Sage Academy.
If Hyperion weren’t usually there to keep Lanci close, to attract his attention and limit his communication space, the consequences couldn’t be imagined.
Other new classmates might as well be poisoned ntally after just a few words with Lanci!
And as a half-demon, Hyperion got along well with Lanci but managed to maintain her own self. She could endure Lanci’s ntal contamination indefinitely.
In a certain sense.
It was Hyperion who saved the entire class.
"..."
Loren rubbed his forehead.
He didn’t know what to say.
What he was really afraid of was —
It’s just the first day and these three clergy mbers have already started to be led astray, and they have to stay with Lanci for five days.
At the end of the five-day Shadow World.
If the Saintess saw her three upright clergy fall completely into evil, turned into strangers.
Loren couldn’t imagine what the by-the-book Saintess would look like when she got angry...
...
Lichtenstein Castle, Basic-layer Cathedral.
As the ceremony neared its end, the fervent prayers in the cathedral gradually cooled down, eventually falling into a deep calm.
Clouds seed to drift over the castle, the stained glass windows on the do beca dim, leaving only the faint twilight.
Everyone’s face showed a sense of satisfaction and a sowhat relieved expression, as if they had found a ho after a spiritual whirlwind.
Looking at the big clock in the cathedral, there was still so ti before the sun sets.
Although the blood master wouldn’t wake up for a while, it was safer for them to restrain the traitor for another two or three hours. By the ti the sun was about to set, they would need to scatter and hide.
"Mr. Lawyer, what should we do next?"
The priest leading the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the Northern Continent asked Lanci as the prayer ceremony ca to an end.
Although they were aware that Lanci’s way of praising the Goddess Zani was quite unorthodox.
They couldn’t help but admire Lanci’s wisdom.
Only the righteousness that can win is real righteousness.
At this mont in the cathedral, Lanci had, after Frey, beco the universally recognized leader.
All eyes naturally fell on him.
"I would like to hold a ’Anti-Heretical Thought Education Seminar’. We must firmly implent the determination to defeat heretics."
Lanci walked leisurely towards the long table in the cathedral and sat in the center of the side. Looking at the people, he said.
"While I am lecturing, I will randomly ask people to answer questions, so of which may be trap questions. If you are not focused enough, you may directly leak the answer or be caught out by everyone."
Sitting down in this manner, the banquet long table seed to turn into the Dean’s personal desk. Sitting upright, he spoke with a sense of responsibility.
"But I believe that if everyone is firmly resolved to oppose the cult, and after the oath just now, are in a relaxed and happy state, then you can easily answer my question. On the contrary, if your spirits are tense and your minds are in chaos, it will be quite a heavy intellectual challenge, won’t it?"
After speaking, Lanci looked around at everyone.
It seed as if he was seeking their opinions.
Except for Hyperion, who had habitually followed him and stood behind him, she could only feel like she was back at Purgatory Corridor Academy.
"..."
There was silence from everyone at first.
"Agree."
"Support."
Everyone responded enthusiastically.
Although they had already discovered that Lanci was a newbie.
But the challengers were happy to play along with him, he was purely ssing with the enemy’s ntality.
...
In the center of the cathedral.
Lanci sat alone at a long table.
His voice was steady and firm, and each word clearly cut into people’s hearts.
"mbers of the Rebirth Church typically exhibit the following characteristics: forcibly instilling ideas, confusing people’s minds; rejecting mainstream social ideas and values; manipulating and using mbers; restricting mbers’ normal interactions with the outside world; conducting illegal or immoral activities in the na of religion."
He was seriously giving an anti-cult lecture,
"The damage the Rebirth Church brings is comprehensive. It can not only cause psychological and material damage to individuals, but may also have a profound impact on social and familial relationships. It can lead to individual property losses, ntal health issues, and difficulties in social integration. On a societal level, it can lead to social instability, disrupt community harmony, and even trigger serious social events..."
The challengers around were all listening attentively, their eyes locked on Lanci.
And so, Lanci continued to lecture without pause.
He suddenly stopped, raised his hand pointing towards the handso male guard behind the young master of the Business Association and asked,
"Based on the text I ntioned earlier, which of the following is the na of the Bishop of Nirvana?"
"A Asksan, B Apoke, C McArthur, D Lanci Welfort"
"This is a trick question because you didn’t ntion the Bishop of Nirvana just now."
The male guard behind the young master of the Business Association responded clearly.
"Very good, you’re correct."
Lanci nodded in agreent.
This question and answer made many other people tense.
If you’re not highly focused, you might not be able to answer Lanci’s question!
You can’t be distracted during his lecture!
Feeling the tension in the room, Lanci quickly raised his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.
"Please don’t worry. As long as you listen to my anti-cult lecture without hostility and take it seriously, you will definitely be able to answer my questions."
Lanci said confidently, sowhat like a principal sitting on the podium addressing the students.
The challengers gradually nodded their heads.
By this point.
They finally understood the purpose of Lanci’s lecture—
The cult mbers, whose ntality had already been shattered, not only needed to maintain their acting for a long ti, but also had to put down their hostile sentints, open their hearts, and listen to, digest, and absorb the anti-cult knowledge points in Lanci’s brainwashing-style lecture.
It’s hard to describe this as a new form of torture.
The challengers couldn’t even imagine the current ntal state of the traitors anymore.
Lanci has been tornting them since this morning.
If they don’t kill Lanci tonight, they probably won’t give up!
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