It was Reinhard, who had been responsible for guarding the tower.

"Shadow, you're back."

Reinhardt wore a gentle smile, his eyes revealing a hint of concern. "How did the battle against the White Whale go? You seem to be doing quite well; it must have been a resounding success?"

"Well, everything went well."

Ying Ping nodded, his tone relaxed, "I killed the White Whale without losing a single soldier."

"Just as I expected, you are truly worthy of me."

A look of understanding and admiration flashed in Reinhardt's eyes.

He immediately straightened his expression and said quickly, "I'll ask you about the details later."

"By the way, as you instructed, Ram and I have been closely monitoring the mansion and the area around the village, and then we discovered the situation."

"About two hours ago, there was the scent and traces of the Witch Cult in the woods south of the village, but because of your orders, we did not alert them and have been waiting for you to return to make a decision."

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Ying Ping's scarlet eyes.

His shadow soldiers naturally discovered the traces of the Witch Cult in that place, which perfectly matched what Reinhard had said.

“That’s what I was just about to say, Reinhard. You and everyone else have done a great job. This caution is justified.”

Yingping patted Reinhard on the shoulder: "Let's go, gather everyone first, we need to hold a war meeting immediately."

After saying that, the two walked side by side toward the mansion.

As soon as they stepped into the hall, the crowd that had heard the commotion rushed over.

"That's wonderful, Lord Shadow, you're back safe and sound!"

Rem was the first to run over, her voice filled with excitement.

A day apart feels like three autumns; her expression and eyes were filled with surprise.

"You're finally back, Lord Shadow."

"Barus almost set the kitchen on fire today, and we're waiting for you to come back and clean up the mess."

Ram visibly relaxed, though his words were still sharp, his tone was more at ease.

"Shadow Teacher! Where's the White Whale? Is it really dead?"

"Tell me quickly, what move did you use to kill it!"

Ferut excitedly rushed over, swinging her golden ponytail, and bombarded the room with questions like a machine gun.

"Hmph, I really don't know why everyone is so worried. Betty said long ago that Shadow would definitely be fine, Casilla."

Beatrice, holding the magic book, rested her chin on her hand, still looking quite haughty, yet incredibly charming and adorable.

Emilia, on the other hand, quickly walked up to Yingping and started circling around him, her purplish-blue eyes scrutinizing him carefully.

Her voice was filled with deep worry and a hint of lingering fear: "Shadow... are you really alright? Are you hurt? Are you tired?"

Seeing her anxious and worried expression, as if she were afraid of losing even a single hair, Yingping felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He smiled and opened his arms, gently embracing Emilia amidst the smiling and slightly envious gazes of the crowd.

"Don't worry, this was a great victory, and I'm back safe and sound."

Yingping's gentle voice rang in her ear.

Emilia blushed instantly at the sudden hug and instinctively tried to break free.

But after two days apart, feeling the warmth and strength of Yingping's embrace, her body involuntarily relaxed again. So she buried her flushed cheeks slightly in his chest and whispered, "Mmm, that's good, I'm glad you're... okay..."

After a brief moment of tenderness, Yingping released Emilia, but his hand remained naturally holding hers.

He looked at everyone, his expression regaining its usual calm and sharpness: "We can talk about reminiscing later. There's something more important right now—the first wave of the Witch Cult is already making a move in the shadows."

One sentence instantly made the atmosphere in the hall heavy.

The group quickly gathered in the council chamber and sat down.

Yingping looked around at everyone present—Emilia, Reinhardt, Rem, Ram, Beatrice, Felt, and finally Subaru and Roswaal who had rushed over after hearing the news.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group briefly exchanged information.

Ying Ping rose and stood before the main seat, immediately unfolding the map meticulously drawn by Reinhard, and got straight to the point:

"According to Reinhard and Ram's clairvoyance, the Witch Cult's trail has appeared at this location, which is in the forest about 2 kilometers south of the village."

"It's obvious they're after Emilia. We must stop them, no, we must annihilate them."

"Our main target is Petyrgeus Romani-Conti, one of the most sinful bishops of the Witch Cult who is hiding here, known as the Bishop of Sloth."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone, especially Beatrice, before beginning to explain the enemy intelligence in detail, his tone calm and clear:

"At this point, I don't care about this person's past or identity. All I want to do now is protect Emilia and everyone else."

"Please remember this: this person is extremely dangerous and insane, and possesses two troublesome abilities. Keep this in mind."

Seeing that Beatrice looked somewhat sad, but still nodded slightly, Yingping continued:

"First, there is his power called the Invisible Hand."

"Sloth can sprout countless arms from behind that are invisible to the naked eye and are made of shadows and malice."

"These arms have a wide attack range, great power, and are difficult to defend against."

"Simply put, its attack is completely transparent, and most of you cannot see it."

"Only those with special sensory abilities, or those with blessings like Reinhard, can perceive their existence."

"Secondly, and also his most troublesome ability—soul transfer."

“Petilcius can possess his soul in the body of a fanatical follower he calls the Finger.”

"This means that even if we destroy the physical body he is currently using, as long as his fingers are still there, his soul can be instantly transferred to a new vessel, which is equivalent to having multiple lives."

"If we cannot find and completely destroy all his fingers along with his body, he can keep resurrecting, or even escape and come back again."

Yingping pointed his finger heavily on the map: "Therefore, I believe that the key to our operation is not to kill Sloth first, but to prioritize eliminating all of its fingers, cutting off its escape route, and not giving it any chance to escape!"

He raised his head, his scarlet eyes burning with a cold fighting spirit: "This time, we will achieve our goal in one fell swoop and eradicate these pests lurking in the darkness and wreaking havoc on the world!"

The detailed battle plan was gradually perfected through enthusiastic discussions between Ying Ping and the others.

A campaign to eradicate the Archbishops of Sin is about to begin!

Chapter 135 Find the Traitor in Alam Village! [Please Subscribe]

Once the battle plan was finalized, the personnel were quickly divided into two teams.

Beatrice, Felt, Ram, Rem, and Subaru Natsuki stayed behind at the mansion, relying on the barrier and pre-set traps for defense.

To prevent the Witch Cult from using a diversionary tactic or launching a surprise attack.

After all, the core of the whole plan was to protect Subaru Natsuki from dying even once.

With Beatrice and Ram in charge, the mansion is quite safe.

Meanwhile, Yingping, along with Emilia, Reinhardt, and Roswaal, quickly headed towards Alam Village.

Upon arriving at the village, Yingping immediately summoned all the men, women, and children of the village to the open space in the center of the village, in the name of Lord Roswaal and with the help of the village chief.

The villagers mostly wore expressions of unease and confusion, clearly sensing that something big was about to happen.

Yingping stood on a slightly higher step, his gaze sweeping over the gathered crowd, his voice carrying steadily and clearly:

"Please be quiet, everyone! I am Shadow, the first knight of Lady Emilia. I'm sure you all know me."

"I have gathered everyone here today because there is something extremely important to announce."

Without any preamble, he cut straight to the heart of the matter: "According to the reliable intelligence we have received, the Witch Cult's influence has already appeared in the forest south of the village."

"Their target is Lady Emilia, and they will pass through this village, where they will kill everyone!"

These words immediately caused a stir among the crowd, and a sense of panic began to spread.

The Witch Cult is infamous, and people of all ages, from seventy- or eighty-year-olds to three-year-old children, turn pale at the mere mention of its name.

"Please remain calm!"

Yingping raised his voice to quell the noise, "Panic won't solve anything. We've already developed a plan!"

"First of all, for everyone's safety, from this moment on, all villagers must stay at home, keep doors and windows tightly closed, and absolutely do not go out without our notification!"

He turned to the side and pushed Reinhard out from behind him.

"In addition, to ensure everything goes perfectly, Lady Emilia has sent a powerful reinforcement to stay here."

Yingping pointed at Reinhard and raised his voice again, saying, "Many people have probably heard of this man, and some may even have seen him in the village."

“That’s right, he is the strongest swordsman of my Lugnica Kingdom in this era—Reinhard van Astrea!”

"He will be stationed in the village with 007, along with your lord, Earl Roswaal, to protect everyone's safety!"

After speaking, Roswaal stepped forward with a smile and waved to the villagers.

"Sword Saint and Lord, you're going to protect us together?!"

"My God, with these two important figures here, there shouldn't be any problems!"

"That's right, with the Sword Saint here, we can rest assured!"

The name Reinhard and the title of Sword Saint acted as a reassurance, instantly calming most of the restless crowd.

Many villagers showed expressions of relief and reassurance.

The Sword Saint's fame was known to everyone in the kingdom; he was a figure who had been written into fables and history books.

“Shadow, although I’m not used to having the title of Sword Saint so widely publicized, I can accept it if it can bring reassuring power to everyone.”

Reinhard patted Yingping on the shoulder and gave a hearty laugh.

"Are you perhaps being arrogant or tsundere?"

Ying Ping shook his head, then said to the villagers, "And I and Lady Emilia beside me will take the initiative to wipe out those witch cult members who dare to approach, completely eliminate all threats, and restore peace to the world!"

When Yingping mentioned Emilia, and then the silver-haired beauty stepped forward, the atmosphere in the crowd noticeably became more subtle.

Despite the reassuring news of the Sword Saint's presence, a few villagers still looked at Emilia with barely concealed rejection, fear, and even a hint of resentment.

Whispers inevitably broke out:

"This is terrible, the Witch Cult... they must have all been attracted by this silver-haired half-demon..."

"Last time, we could forgive the bandits who attacked the village, but this time they've even provoked the Witch Cult..."

"Sigh, ever since she came, the village has never been peaceful..."

"What a jinx..."

Although these villagers were speaking from the bottom of their hearts, saying it like this still made many villagers frown.

These biased and malicious whispers, like cold needles, pierced Emilia.

She lowered her head instinctively, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly, her purplish-blue eyes filled with grievance, sadness, and a hint of helplessness.

What she feared most was that she resembled the Witch of Envy and that her existence would cause trouble for others.

Sensing the emotions of the girl beside him, Yingping gripped Emilia's hand tightly, feeling a chill and a tremor in his hand.

"It's alright, Emilia, I'm here."

Yingping quickly comforted her.

"Yes, don't worry, I'm fine. I expected this situation."

Emilia shook her head and forced a smile.

Ying Ping didn't reprimand the villagers, but his cold red eyes swept over the direction from which the discussion was the loudest, instantly silencing them and making them fall silent.

However, at that moment, a childish yet unusually loud voice rang out from the group of children:

"You...you shouldn't talk about Emilia like that!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a little girl with short, brown hair and a cute red headband bravely stepping forward.

Petra blushed, clenched her small fists, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement:

"It's not Emilia's fault that she's so beautiful! She has nothing to do with the Witch of Envy!"

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