Nothing in the world was absolute.
At dawn, Motuoer had still believed he had the situation under control. By the time the sun stood overhead, he had lost control completely.
News of the Temple of the War God's human trafficking had spread throughout Aitandinburg and was sweeping north and south at a speed that caught everyone off guard.
More importantly...
Disturbing evidence had surfaced!
Before he could order the destruction of the "secret base" not far from Aitandinburg, the Silent Night Secret Society had raided it.
Motuoer did not care that the entire base had been destroyed.
But the "orphans" inside left him trembling with fear.
The only thing that reassured him was that he could still handle a group of children with ease.
"You're a child. What do you know?"
Words like those would be enough to make his position unassailable.
And the people watching over the children knew nothing of the truth, so he had no reason to worry about them either.
Just as dealing with these matters had left him utterly exhausted, conclusive evidence appeared.
In a way he had never imagined.
The priests and deacons of the Dark Hall had actually confessed.
"Damn you, Cabio!"
Standing atop the cathedral, Motuoer looked down at the people gathering in the commercial district.
With his eyesight, he could clearly see that the people standing on the platform were Cabio's most trusted confidants.
Likewise, he could see the anger and bewilderment of the people around them.
It was over!
Everything was over!
Helplessness flooded Motuoer's entire body.
He turned around and leaned against the wall, only just managing to keep himself from collapsing.
He drew deep, forceful breaths.
He had to steady his thoughts.
He had to consider how to help his divine lord through the crisis before them.
But