The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

Olena shook her head and continued to unbutton Ellie's clothes. The high-level magical equipment made Rand envious, but in Olena's eyes, it was nothing more than a demon's lust.

Until the two of them were almost completely naked, Olena pressed her body tightly against Ellie and looked back at Rand.

Rand grinned wickedly, then snapped his fingers, walked to the door, and said to the elf, "Keep an eye on them, don't let them get hurt."

Rand then left the house.

As Rand left, Ellie's eyes widened as she felt a strange heat coursing through her body, followed by a burning sensation throughout her body and her breathing becoming heavier.

Olena was still wondering why Rand had suddenly left. Did elves have to do that kind of thing? But elves are women too!

She quickly sensed something was wrong; Ellie in her arms began to wriggle, and her body became burning hot, as if she had a fever.

Olena quickly realized what had happened—that this evil creature named Rand had cast some kind of sorcery on Ellie!

But seeing Ellie constantly snuggling into her arms, Olena was at a loss. She had no experience with this kind of thing, only having heard a little about it from the whispers among the maids.

They have virtually no theoretical experience, let alone practical experience.

Looking at the two bewildered beauties sitting on the bed, Lysa chuckled, then quickly composed herself. She was worried that Ellie might be driven mad by Rand's power.

It seemed she had no choice but to give them a lesson, so Ryza immediately began to teach them upon seeing the scene.

Soon, Lysa shut up somewhat awkwardly. She realized that she didn't seem to know that much either. Although Lysa admitted that she was a weirdo and had read many secret booklets kept by elves, she had zero practical experience.

But her command seemed to be wrong.

Lysa glanced at Ellie and Olena, who were now groaning, and thought that there was nothing wrong with that. As long as the mission was completed, the specific details were not important.

With that in mind, she returned to the wall and began recording with complete concentration.

Chapter 24 I told you to go, why won't you leave?!

The next morning, Rand looked at the energetic Lysa, rubbed his stiff face, and wondered if he also needed to vent.

Lysa walked over to Rand and handed him the image crystal. She was unusually playful and seemed more like a normal person: "Adults shouldn't watch it too often, it's not good for your health."

Rand rolled his eyes and put away the recording crystal. The fact that this elf was still staying at the hideout was something Rand couldn't understand at all.

Unable to refute it, Rand sighed, "I understand. Is there anything else?"

The elf shook his head.

Top-tier professionals are extremely rare in this world. Regardless of race or faction, top-tier professionals are always highly regarded.

If we only consider human power, only a duke with a fiefdom has a slight chance of winning over a top-level professional and getting them to work for him.

However, this probability is still very low.

A medium-sized kingdom typically has about a dozen or so fief counts, plus one or two fief dukes. The strength of the royal family can be roughly understood as the sum of two or three fief dukes.

A medium-sized kingdom will have about ten top-tier professionals.

A hideout with a population of less than 100 already had two top-level professionals.

Rand thought it was already incredibly strange that he had encountered Tanl, but the elf didn't seem to have any intention of leaving his hideout.

He had initially thought that this elf ranger with perverse hobbies was just passing by and suddenly had the urge to indulge herself, but now it seemed that wasn't the case. So, did she have nothing better to do than perform voluntary labor at the hideout?

The elf didn't care what Rand thought. Anyway, she had finally escaped from that dull place called the World Tree, and she would never go back easily. She was surprisingly comfortable here, and there was nothing wrong with doing voluntary work for that unknown species named Rand.

Moreover, she could also receive small rewards from time to time. Lysa licked her lips, but having already had a feast for the eyes last night, there was no need to continue pestering this seemingly busy divine messenger today.

So Rand really might be a divine messenger. Before leaving, Lysa glanced at Rand, who seemed to be working there, and then left the sacrificial chamber. Now she was going to keep an eye on the two adventurers who were being recorded. If they woke up today and broke down, they might do something irrational.

Rand is really working. He used to love slacking off, but now that he's the boss, he can't slack off at all. He feels that slacking off is just losing money and wasting development time.

Judging by the timeline, the Church of the Torch should be coming soon to mediate the Civil War. Although Rand was very puzzled as to why the Church would do such a thankless task, a force that specializes in dealing with cultists had no targets left, yet it still had to jump out and interfere in the war instead of keeping its voice down to avoid becoming the new target of public criticism.

Once the ceasefire agreement is signed, Lenza's army will withdraw from the northern territories. That will be the time for Rand to make his move against the baron, who has long coveted the wealth of this tyrannical baron.

After a while, the door to the sacrificial chamber was knocked on again.

"Please come in," Rand said without looking up.

But the footsteps sounded strange, and when I looked up, I saw Olena and Ellie.

Although they were still fully clothed, the red marks on their skin and the faint blush on their faces indicated the intensity of their encounter the previous night.

“You are free.” Rand lowered his head again and continued working on the documents on his desk, ignoring the two men.

He wasn't worried at all that Olena and Ellie would suddenly attack him; his Blessing 2 was instant-cast and an invincible skill in one-on-one combat.

If he really can't win, he can jump up and run to the sacrificial altar to sacrifice himself to avoid damage.

However, Rand is now gradually realizing that in the eyes of outsiders, he probably just looks like a human.

He had also read Tan's version of the doctrine before.

Divine messengers are never mortals; they probably see themselves as nothing more than black goat cubs in human skin.

Faced with such a creature, a top-tier swordsman and a high-ranking sorcerer would be completely unqualified to challenge it.

Although it was a passive experience, Rand still got a taste of the thrill of riding on someone else's coattails.

"Shameless! Scum!" Olena cursed.

Rand raised an eyebrow, pretending not to hear; such impotent rage was utterly harmless.

"It's alright, let's go. Don't worry, as long as you don't bring any Torch Church members to attack us, I won't release the recording crystal." Rand smiled. "After all, only an arrow on a bowstring is truly threatening, isn't it?"

Now Ellie was no longer afraid. She walked up to Rand and said, "Do you know that there are ruins of an Iron Golem nearby?"

Rand did not answer.

Ellie wasn't in a hurry. Although it was a bit strange that the name Rand was exactly the same as the name of the former leader of the Blood of Nourishment, it didn't matter.

Just after what happened yesterday, she learned a very important piece of information: this Rand is not crazy.

The vast majority of cult members in the world are not rational; they are prone to sudden outbursts of madness and are incapable of long-term thinking. Therefore, even if they risk their lives, they pose no real threat to the Torch Church.

Because humans without foresight are no different from beasts that only use claws and teeth as weapons; at best, they are just prey.

But this Rand is different. He knows that he is a blood relative of the White King, so if he were to kill himself without permission, he would incur the White King's wrath.

Therefore, as a messenger of a god, she was able to resist the god's will and not actually give him such high-quality sacrifices as her and Olena.

She had already experienced Rand's terrifying power, which came from the gods and could manipulate the rationality of others at will, yesterday, so she had no doubt that Rand was truly a divine messenger.

Such cults are the ones that can truly grow in power, but unfortunately, she is no longer qualified to eliminate this scourge.

The thought that if the video of him and Olena's intimate moment were released, the White King's reputation would likely suffer a devastating blow.

The untold story of the White King's sister and her swordsmanship teacher—she used to find such gossip amusing, but now she can't laugh at all.

But at this point, Ellie was no longer afraid of Rand. It just goes to show that when a person has nothing left, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Since he has already recorded the video as a final threat, this rational divine messenger will absolutely not easily resort to such a trump card.

Since she is a blood relative of the White King, Rand cannot truly harm her, lest she be unable to explain herself when she returns, arousing the White King's suspicion.

In other words, as long as it doesn't involve Rand's principles, she can throw a tantrum now!

“It seems you knew.” Ellie laughed, revealing her small, prominent fangs, feeling a sense of small victory. “If you hadn’t told me, I would have rolled around on the ground here and interfered with your official duties.”

"?" Rand stared wide-eyed, wondering if there was something wrong with Ellie. They had already let her go, but she still wouldn't leave.

Rand had long suspected that everyone in this world was a little bit off, and so far, the most normal person he had ever met was himself.

Chapter 25 is about how I was threatened in return.

Olena looked at Ellie with some concern. In her mind, Ellie had always been a lively and innocent child, but now, her tantrum on the ground was completely unlike her former self.

She was very worried that Ellie's mind would be permanently affected by this evil creature.

Rand rolled his eyes again; this was already the umpteenth time he'd done it in the last two days. "Don't look at me like that. I'm a decent person."

Olena simply didn't believe it; it would be a miracle if cultists who came up with such a shameless plan were decent people.

However, she was actually relieved that she hadn't been forced to kill innocent people. If she had, she might never have been able to shake off the shadow of last night.

Although she has been shamelessly recorded, there is still room for redemption. As long as it is not made public, she can still pretend that it never happened.

Seeing that Olena didn't believe him at all, Rand became a little anxious and inexplicably didn't want to be associated with this: "My ability is temporary and has no possibility of causing permanent effects."

The bandit chieftain Taran can testify, but unfortunately Taran is not here now.

Rand's words suddenly seemed pale.

Ellie continued to roll on the ground.

Ellie was absolutely right. Due to the White King's tyranny, Rand couldn't really do anything to these two.

Otherwise, if any wounds are left, and the White King keeps questioning us, it might leave a flaw.

This is something that Rand cannot tolerate at all.

wrong!

Rand suddenly remembered the elf's little leather whip; it seemed that as long as you didn't whip it too hard, it wouldn't really leave any marks.

Feeling more confident, Rand sat back down. He still wanted to ask Ellie why she was so insistent. Was this ruin really that important?

Rand's impression of this event was still limited to the amazing CG and the priceless artifacts.

Fortunately, the main characters weren't all together for some unknown reason, otherwise it would have been even more troublesome. The identities of the main characters are all incredibly powerful, and if he were to get involved with them all, Rand felt like he was going to die on the spot.

"Why are you so obsessed with ruins?" Rand gestured for Ellie to stop rolling around. "Don't you have anything else? It's completely unnecessary to risk your life to go on an adventure to ruins."

Ellie stopped rolling around, stood up, and dusted herself off.

Because her sister lacked a weapon commensurate with her status, and this ruin seemed to contain a suitable one.

But she was unsure whether she should tell this cult member such valuable information.

But she quickly laughed. This cult hideout posed no threat to her sister, and even if he spread such rumors, no one would believe him.

She immediately said, "My sister is missing a suitable weapon, and that ruin seems to have a good one. I have been taken care of by my sister for so many years, and I want to repay her."

She felt ashamed after speaking. Not only had she achieved nothing since she came out, but she had also dragged Olena down with her. If things weren't handled properly, she might even implicate her sister. She had clearly wanted to do something, but she hadn't accomplished anything and had even had the opposite effect.

But now that the price has been paid and the leverage has been seized, there's nothing to fear anymore.