Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

Linde took the lead and walked into the tent. All the windows and doors of the tent were opened. Although the air was ventilated as much as possible, the pungent smell still did not completely dissipate. Even though it was so light, it still made people want to vomit.

The knight who had been fumigated for an hour was not tied to a stretcher, but was tied to a chair. This was Lind's suggestion to avoid vomit blocking the respiratory tract and suffocating the person.

If the knight hadn't been tied up, he would have slid off the chair to the ground. His eyes were dull, his pupils were dilated, and he stared ahead. Saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he looked mentally retarded.

You're not making people stupid, are you? Linde frowned and looked at Fran.

Fran took a step forward and cast a magic spell on the knight, and then the knight's appearance changed slightly and he was not as stupid as before.

"What did you do?" Linde frowned.

"It's the beast control technique." Fran said as a matter of course. "After using the incense, the beast control technique will take effect, but you can't control it as you want like controlling an animal. There's no problem answering questions."

Lind rolled his eyes and took a step forward.

"Do you know who you are?"

Chapter 424: Soulless Organ

The Bartolan Knight, who had been so heroic and full of vigor, was now tied to a chair like a piece of bacon that had been smoked for half a day.

Although he was tied up with ropes to prevent him from escaping, it was clear from the knight's wise eyes that he could no longer understand such a profound word as "escape".

The smell in the air had not completely dissipated, especially on the knight's body. This smell was long-lasting and endless. To be honest, after being fumigated by such a sour smell for an hour, and then being used by Fran with the magic originally used to control beasts, it was not surprising that he had become mentally retarded now.

But now that things have come to this, Linde has no choice but to give it a try.

"Do you know who you are?" Linde asked the knight as he walked up to him, enduring the smell of burning incense made from Schnee's body fluids.

"I am... Willard House." After a brief silence, the knight spoke.

Although the knight's eyes were full of wisdom, like a drugged dog that couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion after taking drugs, the good news was that he could still remember his own name.

"It worked." Fran said happily. "It seems I can consider getting more of this incense for torture in the future."

"Forget it." Linde stopped Fran's good idea with a frown, and then continued to ask, "Who is your lord?"

"Yes... Duke of Aquitaine... Guillen VIII." The knight continued to answer.

Although he paused in his speech, he was still able to answer normally. This surprised Lind very much. He didn't expect that the smelly liquid of the ferret plus some herbs made of incense could actually have an effect similar to truth serum.

The so-called truth serum is actually a kind of anesthetic, which suppresses subjective consciousness and allows the subconscious to take the lead, making it impossible or difficult for people to tell lies, thus achieving the effect of telling the truth. Before crossing, Lind heard from his colleagues in the anesthesiology department that in the recovery room, he could often hear some explosive gossip.

Under strong stimulation, the brain will enter a similar state in order to protect consciousness. Is this the knight's current state? Lind thought about it, but this also involves divine arts, and whether the knowledge he learned is correct is another matter.

Regardless of how the incense achieved this effect, Lind continued to ask. In order to confirm that it really worked, Lind first asked a few things he already knew, such as Ji Yang IX's identity and the purpose of coming here, and also did a verification by the way.

After asking all these questions, Lind asked the question that concerned him most.

"I heard that there is a special person in your team." Lind asked. "He is not wearing armor, rides a special unicorn, has a short haircut, and is about 30 to 40 years old. Do you know him?"

"I know……"

"What's his name and who he is?"

"He calls himself... Cardo." The knight replied weakly. "He... calls himself... the messenger... of the Lady of the Lake..."

The messenger of the Lady of the Lake? Linder frowned. Aren't all the messengers of the Lady of the Lake female?

"Aren't all the messengers of the Lady of the Lake women women?" Lind asked directly.

"In Batoran... yes..." The knight shook his head up and down, making a gesture similar to nodding. "But... he... has evidence..."

"What evidence?"

"He...can summon...the miracle...of the Lady of the Lake...He can...summon...the Lady of the Lake..."

"And you believed him?" Linde raised his eyebrows.

"Guilian IX... trust him..." the knight replied.

"Ji Yang IX believes in him... You mean, you don't believe him?" Lind caught the key words.

"...I...don't believe it..." This time the knight was silent for a long time before he spoke, his tone sounding like a struggle.

"Why don't you believe it?" Linde's eyes became more serious.

The knight did not answer. His eyes, which were originally full of wisdom, showed a struggling look, as if they were trying to return to normal.

"Fran," Lind called to Fran, who picked up Schnee and pointed her butt at the knight.

"That's not necessary. Just use your magic again." Linde hurriedly stopped her. Did Fran want to die together with him?

"Oh." Fran put Schnee down in disappointment, walked over to the knight, and hit him on the head again.

After a while, the knight returned to his previous silent and wise look. Lind repeated the previous question.

"Because... he... looks... strange..." the knight continued to answer. "The way he... reproduces miracles... is different from other priestesses..."

"And that...unicorn...is not normal..." the knight stammered. "Unicorns...should not...be...ridden...by...men..."

"So who do you think that guy called Cardo is?" Lind asked seriously.

"I have no idea……"

"Any clues?"

"...numbers..." There was another long silence, and then the knight said something.

Numbers? Linde's heart skipped a beat.

"What number?" Lin De's tone became serious.

"Thirteen..." The knight looked up, as if recalling something, or as if it was a subconscious action. "I saw a number... inside his... robe..."

"I... once... fought against... a strange... cult group... They... served... Thirteen..."

Linde was very excited. As expected, the black robe, when he first heard of this image, Linde had a feeling that the man called Cardo was indeed a member of that organization.

We don’t even know the name of that mysterious organization, we only know that it is related to the number thirteen.

"What's the name of the organization they serve?" Lind asked.

"I... don't know..." The knight shook his head. "That... cult... I don't know... their name... They called him... Thirteen."

"...Then do you know why he came to this island?" Linde was helpless and could only change the question.

"Because...you." Having said this, the knight's eyes suddenly regained clarity, and he looked at Lind with a meaningful smile.

"The Soulless Agency sends you greetings, Mr. Lind." The knight said to Lind in a completely normal tone.

Lind was stunned by this look, and the next moment, the knight's neck softened and drooped down, losing all reaction.

"What happened just now!?" Ran Na was the first to react, holding her sword in her hand, ready to fight at any time.

Lind took a step forward and checked the knight's condition.

"He's dead." Lind said calmly.

Chapter 425: Have you heard of the soulless people?

Sometimes, things change so suddenly. The knight who was in a daze and answering every question as if sleepwalking one second ago suddenly regains his clarity the next second, and with just one sentence, it’s all over.

After the knight dropped his head, Lind immediately went forward to check. The carotid artery had no pulse and the pupils were dilated. It was obvious that the knight was dead.

Instinctively, he wanted to give him artificial respiration. There was no other way. He was used to it. Before crossing over, he had to practice this several times a year. It had become muscle memory. After confirming that the knight was really dead, Lind shook his head at the others.

"He's dead." Lin De said calmly.

"Dead!" Fran was shocked. She rushed over and checked it out. Then she came to the same conclusion as Lind. "What happened? Suffocated to death? This shouldn't happen! No one has died in this way before!"

"Have you ever done this to someone else before?!" Lind's eyes widened.

"Of course I have. I have improved the formula." Fran said as a matter of course.

"He wasn't fumigated to death, it must be some kind of magic." Lind shook his head. "As expected, they are from the same organization. Their methods of silencing are so similar."

The knight's death reminded Lind of someone, the dark elf. She also said a certain keyword, triggered the magic, and then died instantly.

The way the knight died was obviously different from that of the dark elf, but judging from their performance, the cause of death should be similar.

"He died just like that." Linde stroked the knight's eyes with his hands, giving him a little dignity. "What a pity."

"Sir, are you going to spare his life?" Ran Na asked.

"No." Linde said in a deep voice. "I originally planned to let the surviving beastmen in the army identify him. If he also participated in the massacre, he will still die."

"I know what you want to say." Before Ranna could continue, Linde interrupted Ranna and looked at her clear eyes seriously. "You said you wanted to save his life in exchange for a ransom, right?"

"I do not need."

"...Yes, I understand." Ran Na bowed to show that she understood.

"What is the Soulless Organization he mentioned?" Fran asked. "Is it an organization of evil gods among humans?"

"Maybe. In the old continent across the sea, new organizations that we've never heard of pop up every now and then. Who knows what they are." Lind shrugged noncommittally. "What about you, Ranna? Have you overheard this name from somewhere?"

"No, I've never heard of it." Ran Na shook her head blankly. This time, her all-purpose secret learning was of no use.

If Fran, the most knowledgeable beastman, didn't know, then most of the other beastmen probably didn't know either. As for the others, they were all in the New Dundalk territory, so if I wanted to ask them, I could only wait until I got back.

The knight died, but Lind had completely achieved his goal. The black-robed man beside Jiyang IX was indeed a member of that mysterious organization, and was from the same organization as Zekesi, the culprit of the first Beastman Civil War.

Linde used to not care about this organization. No one else in the camp, whether it was the former magic saint or the war nuns, knew about this organization. Before this, the only thing they knew about them was that they had the number thirteen on their bodies.

Now I finally know the name of their organization, the Soulless Agency.

It sounds like the name of some illegal secret society.

Lind did not tell Ranna too much about the Soulless Organization. He simply picked out a few important things to tell her, such as what the members of the same organization as Cardo had done on Ivozhen Island and why the two colonial cities of the Holy Empire were destroyed like this. Then Lind issued a new combat goal, which was to capture Cardo alive.

Capturing him alive, firstly, the adults wanted to investigate this mysterious soulless organization, and secondly, Lind wanted to know what the last words the knight said before he died, "for himself", meant.

Linde had no intention of getting used to the feeling of being stared at by some inexplicable dirty creature, even though he was already being stared at by several evil gods. Instead, he felt even more disgusted.

Compared to being targeted by God, being targeted by a mysterious organization made Linde more uncomfortable. When being targeted by God, Linde could feel it by concentrating, but when being targeted by a mysterious organization, he had no idea when they would appear.

However, Lind also added that if it is impossible to capture the person alive, there is no need to force it, and you can just kill him directly.

After sending someone to bury the knight's body, Lind returned to his tent. After returning, he did not rest for a moment and started working directly. Lind also felt a little tired and needed to rest.

Back in his tent, Lind lay down on the simple bed. After stretching hard, Lind thought of a certain Earth Mother Goddess that he had created a clone of.

"Let's ask God." Linde thought and closed his eyes.

"Is Amora there?" Lind called out in his mind.

"Yes." Soon, Amora's voice sounded. This time, Linde did not go to the divine realm, but a long-lost emerald green. "What's the matter?"

"You didn't take me to the divine realm?" Linde was a little surprised.

"If we're just talking about things, this is enough." Amora said in a strange tone.

"Okay then." Lind didn't ask any more questions. He really didn't like the feeling of being torn apart from his body and soul when he went to the Divine Realm. "I have something to ask you. Do you know the Soulless?"

Although the Soulless may just be the name of an organization without any special meaning, Lind still tried to ask.

"Soulless?" Amora's voice was filled with confusion. "I don't know. I've never heard of it."

"Is that so? Okay then, you can go back first if you have nothing else to do." After getting a negative answer, Lind said directly.

“……”Amora was speechless, and then the emerald green light disappeared.

"Your Majesty Neos, can you hear me?" After the Mother Goddess of Earth left, Lind called out to another god who was not a god.

"I thought you had forgotten me." A dazzling ray of sunlight shone over, along with it came the voice of the long-lost God-Emperor Neos.

"Wouldn't you be angry if I asked you for nothing?" Linde said with a strange smile. "I call you every day and don't ask anything, just say hello?"

"Hehehe~" Neos chuckled. "Then you came to me, you must have something to ask, and that tree lady can't answer it, right?"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, you are much more talkative than the legend says." Linde flattered a little. "Have you heard of the Soulless?"

"…You met them?"

Chapter 426: Go Read a Book for Me

The god that Linde communicates with most often is Amora, the Earth Goddess. He mainly communicates with her because of the relationship between the two. Although Linde has not admitted it, Amora has always addressed each other as mother and son. Amora calls Linde the Son of God and also regards herself as a mother.

Although Linde felt a little awkward about Amora's behavior of acting like a mother, he did not resist it strongly, at least not like he did to those evil gods. In addition, Amora was really like a mother to her son, and she would never respond to his requests. So Linde temporarily accepted the title of mother.

There is another less important but real reason. Lind's mother died before he could remember anything, so his mother was absent during his growth. Although his stepfather's sister replaced his mother's identity to a certain extent, she was still absent.