Through the ghost's eyes.
A number of protesting residents had gathered outside the church.
They clustered at the Church's entrance, shouting various reasons for opposing the construction of the church.
The ghost flew over the crowd and quickly noticed a figure.
It was a dwarf in a gray hood and an ordinary brown robe like those worn by common residents. He moved through the crowd, occasionally glancing at the Patrol Team across from them.
The ghost flew straight down and hovered beside him.
The dwarf first made his way toward the front of the group and took the lead in shouting, "Treasure Island doesn't need a sect..."
Then he moved to the back, among some onlookers, persuading them. "If this church is built, we won't have peaceful lives anymore. Evil Professions, extremist believers, and the Church's hostility—Treasure Island will be even more chaotic than it was two years ago."
The ghost watched for a while, then ended the Shared Screen and flew back.
Wu Heng released the ghost again, his expression relaxing somewhat.
It was not as serious as he had imagined, and there were not that many people gathered outside the church.
He looked back up at the Elf Sisters across from him. "Found him. There's a dwarf in a gray hood among the crowd. He's the one leading the residents on."
The sisters exchanged a glance, as efficient as ever.
They had only just sat down, and before the Association had even finished explaining the situation, they had already found the culprit.
"Just one dwarf? What level?" Shiraque asked.
"Level 9. There should be others behind him," Wu Heng said after thinking for a moment.
Shiraque said nothing. She leaned back and pondered for a moment before saying, "Don't show yourself. Someone may be waiting for you to