He did not dare refuse and could only be led away in terror.
"As for you, do you know who your daughter has been in contact with lately? Or did she tell you anything?"
"That child has always been stubborn and full of her own ideas. The older she got, the less obedient she became. She refused to tell us anything."
"My lord, we truly don't know!"
The God-blessed one waved his hand irritably, ordering someone to take them away.
"You're not going to kill them?"
another God-blessed one asked.
After all, they were the family of a traitor.
By their usual rules, letting them live even one extra night was already an act of mercy.
Although this family were indeed devout followers of the War God, who told them to have a traitor in their midst?
She had caused such enormous losses to the Temple of the War God and had even alarmed the Lord War God himself.
"What do you know!"
"For the Lord War God to disregard his status and act personally, the enemy he faced must at least have been on the level of a god."
"Since this matter involves gods, it cannot be treated as an ordinary affair. Keep them alive. They may prove useful someday."
They were only a few ordinary believers, after all. They could not stir up any trouble.
The moment he thought that, he changed his mind. "Right. Send more men to guard their residence. Don't let something like this happen again."
Their faces truly could not withstand being slapped again.
Of course, if the enemy came to seize someone again with the same overwhelming force and momentum, they still would not be able to stop them.
This was not a matter of negligence, but of being weaker than their opponent.