Evil God? My servants are players!

A threat plus a hope fueled the Razor Craft crew's fighting spirit once again.

"Then what do you suggest, Lord Sasha?"

After Sasha revealed his identity, the 40-year-old archer became much more polite.

"Let's hold back for now, mainly because we know very little about the Earl's plans. If we act rashly, we risk alerting him."

"For now, let's secretly unite with adventurers who don't want to sit idly by and wait to die."

"Remember! Don't let those scoundrels in; if things go wrong, we'll all be finished!"

Sasha lowered her voice and gave him instructions.

Upon hearing this, the warriors of the Razor Adventurers stopped drinking in silence and responded with a hint of excitement:

"We understand, Lord Sasha!"

"Alright, do you know anyone who might know anything about the lord?"

After bringing the Razor Sharp Adventurers under her wing, Sasha continued to gather information.

"Hamlet's Thieves' Guild? Don't they have a lot of intelligence?" the 40-year-old archer said, stroking his chin.

"Is there anything else?"

Sasha continued to ask questions, after all, she knew that the Thieves' Guild had a lot of information, but what if the Thieves' Guild really fell?

"Old Pete, Pete Griffin. His daughter, Meg Griffin, is a famous aristocratic socialite who hosts salons for aristocratic ladies."

"He might know some confidential information about the higher-ups; he lives at 19 Mink Street," the soldier replied.

"Okay! I understand. I'll go exchange information with the others first. You can also recruit some other adventurers."

"Wait for my news!" Having achieved her goal and received the news, Sasha waved goodbye to the Razor Adventurers and prepared to go to the tavern to meet the others.

As for whether the Razor Sharp Adventurers were trustworthy, Sasha had certainly considered it.

But Sasha didn't tell the Razor Adventurers any truly important information; the only useful information they received was that the Ice Adventurers were active on the surface.

Even if this news leaks out, it won't cause too much trouble, since Hamlet Town is already under martial law, and the Ice Adventurers already have to be very careful when operating on the surface.

Then, like the warrior, Sasha headed towards the agreed-upon tavern.

If Sasha's mission was relatively easy, then the thieves' mission was extremely dangerous.

At this moment, the thief was squatting on the ground fiddling with something.

It's easy to tell from the thief's facial expression that he was extremely nervous at that moment.

Because he stepped on a landmine.

"Why would they put traps in a place like this? This is a busy passageway!"

The thief was skillfully setting up a magic trap with a magic-dispelling needle.

With a snap, the trap was finally broken by the thief.

Fortunately, the Church of Holy Light was already closed, and no one noticed the thief who had sneaked in.

After disarming the trap, the thief breathed a sigh of relief and continued to make his way towards his target.

The thieves came to investigate the bishop's true nature; after all, as the saying goes, you have to get up from where you fell.

The thieves weren't confident they could escape the castle unscathed, so they opted to investigate the Church of Holy Light instead.

After all, the bishop was clearly acting strangely, and a thorough investigation was necessary.

The thieves then made their way to the cult's dormitory area.

After searching room by room, the thieves quickly identified the bishop's bedroom.

To the thieves' surprise, despite being a bishop, the bishop's bedroom was no different from that of other parishioners.

"It seems that the Church of Holy Light does have its merits."

Seeing that no one was inside, the thief cautiously crept in.

The thieves then began to carefully inspect the house, looking for any hidden traps or mechanisms.

But after searching for a long time, the thief found nothing.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this house has not been lived in for a long time.

The previous owner of the house seemed to be a meticulous bishop, as everything he kept was in perfect order.

"It seems the bishop has already been replaced."

Undeterred, the thief continued searching the house.

Finally, they actually found a hidden mark: a sword with wings.

As a high-level thief, although he didn't know what the symbol meant, he could guess that it was most likely a code from the Church of Holy Light.

The thief then focused his inspection on the area around the mark and soon found a loose structure. He did not attempt to press or shake the loose structure.

Instead, he took out a monocle, put it on his right eye, and began to carefully observe the flow of magic.

"Yes, it's a very common structure. You just need to bend the wooden blocks according to a specific pattern."

The thieves then began to decipher the mechanism.

"Up, down, down, left, right, left and right".

"Okay, why are they all default passwords? They're not challenging at all."

The thief pulled a wooden box from the mechanism. Inside lay a book—the bishop's report.

"Two copies, these big organizations all love to do this, it's really a bargain for us thieves."

After venting his frustrations, the thief obediently opened the bishop's report.

The preceding content was all rather uninformative, and the thief quickly moved on.

I flipped directly to the last page.

"Lord Hamlet, the local lord, seems to have recovered from his madness and has resumed his rule. Although his behavior is not unusual for the time being, given his past actions, I think it is still necessary to send more people to Hamlet's Church of the Holy Light."

Below is the response from the Church of Holy Light.

"You already have Veronica there. What happened a few years ago has proven her to be a reliable believer. The situation in the Empire is very bad now, and we can't provoke the nobles any further. The application is rejected."

"The Earl of Hamlet seems to be plotting something. Veronica, as his daughter, has been completely manipulated by him. The Earl of Hamlet has directly kicked Veronica out of the center of Hamlet's power! He is definitely planning something! Requesting backup!"

But this time the reply was only a few sentences long.

"Don't speculate. Wait until you have concrete evidence before applying. Your application will be rejected."

The information ended there, leaving the thief scratching his head in frustration. However, the date indicated that the last report was submitted before Veronica left.

The thieves had also heard that Veronica had left on the bishop's recommendation.

Then the bishop should have been replaced by then, because the meticulous bishop had made backups of all the reports.

Since there are no reports recommending Veronica here, it's highly likely that the bishop from that time has been replaced.

"But it would be great if we could get our hands on the later report."

With that in mind, the thief decided to try his luck in the study.

The reason it was a matter of taking a chance was because the thief had never found any crucial information in the study.

After all, the key things can't be placed in such an obvious place. We're not a makeshift operation, are we?

But the facts directly slapped the thief in the face.

The thieves had just found the study and hadn't even had a chance to search it when they saw several reports bearing the logo of the Church of Holy Light lying carelessly in the trash can.

"Damn it, was the person who replaced the bishop a pig? Aren't they going to deal with this?!"

Despite saying that, the thief still obediently picked up the report.