As September arrived, the Southern Continent's climate gradually grew hotter, and its vegetation entered a period of lush growth. On the outskirts of Vertec City, beside the Ancient Forest, the branches of towering trees grew thick with leaves, almost blotting out the sun and lending a sense of oppressive weight bearing down on the city.
Of course, to the colonists, all this vegetation could be measured in Gold Pounds. Vast quantities of timber, rubber, and jungle specialties were transported from here to Grahame in East Balam, then loaded aboard ships to cross the Berserk Sea and be sold on the North Continent.
Unfortunately, my businesses mainly deal in food. Raw material sales are too far removed from that... Looking at the verdant "Gold Pounds" through the window of her hotel suite, Angel sighed to herself before withdrawing her gaze and quietly waiting for the visitors she was due to meet today.
Half a month had passed since she descended into the depths of the Fog Sea, destroyed the Mother Goddess of Depravity's minions on the Nameless Island, and formally met her fellow transmigrator, Emperor Roselle. The Orthodox Churches' Beyonders were also steadily getting their campaign against the Rose School and other cults on the Southern Continent on track.
Well-trained teams of Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, Machinery Hivemind members, and Purifiers, each led by a Saint, arrived in the major colonies of East and West Bayam one after another. Starting from the cities, they advanced into river valleys, dense forests, and plateaus, uprooting the cultists' strongholds one by one according to the intelligence gathered earlier.
Several Angels from the churches oversaw the operation. On the one hand, they had to guard against the Saints and Angels who worshipped the Primordial Moon and the Mother Tree of Desire; on the other, they had