As the anti-cult lecture in the chapel of Lichtenstein Castle gradually drew to a close.
The voice of the person sitting behind the lectern slowly deepened, like the sound of wind fading into the distance.
"When we suspect that we or our friends and family may have encountered a cult, we should promptly seek help from professionals."
The people around them listened in silence, their eyes filled with focus and thought.
The light from the stained-glass windows gradually illuminated Lanchi's figure beneath the blazing afternoon sun, making him shine as if it were guiding people toward the far shore of truth with a sacred aria.
"..."
As Hughberlian listened to Lanchi's lecture, she wondered why she was listening to a classmate give a lecture in the Shadow World. At the same time, she began to grow frightened.
She had already moved a little closer to Lanchi, so she could protect his safety.
She was worried that if Lanchi kept this up, even without activating the Poet of Great Love, the two traitors would jump out and fight him to the death.
Putting herself in the place of those two Resurrection Cultists and imagining how they felt, Hughberlian thought even her own mentality might not be able to withstand it.
They had probably encountered two super elites whom the Rebirth Church had spent a tremendous price cultivating and had perfectly concealed among the masses.
That was precisely why the danger posed by those two cultists extended beyond the Shadow World. They were also extremely terrifying in the Real World.
No one knew when those two might silently climb to some lofty, respectable position in the Real World, gnaw away at it like poisonous insects, and deliver a fatal blow at the crucial moment.
Under Hughberlian's strict vigilance.
"Let us work together