"Where is the pill?"
Dorothea took out a box and set it on the table.
When she opened the lid, a dark red pill lay inside.
It was not large, only the size of an olive, and gave off a faint bloody smell.
Elsa sniffed it lightly, then roused her spirituality to examine it before gently shaking her head.
The pill was passed around the table. Everyone examined it, but none of them found anything wrong.
"Actually... I already scraped off a little powder and ate it," Maeve suddenly said. "You know, my [Wild Hunt] needs to consume a portion of something to track it."
Elsa nodded. "We can discuss the pill later. First, tell us what's going on with the Genesis School."
They could take their time investigating the matter of the sisters' father, but the Genesis School had to be eradicated as soon as possible.
"All right. This is actually quite straightforward..."
After discovering signs that the Genesis School was resurfacing, the Communion had specifically briefed its members on the school's distinguishing traits.
Thanks to the Genesis School's fine reputation for being universally reviled over the years, people had already worked out an almost complete set of methods specifically for identifying them.
"After discovering that [Wild Hunt] pointed to an underground hideout, I had people question the nearby meat vendors and mobilized believers to take shifts watching them day and night."
"These people concealed themselves very well, but the characteristics of their Path make it difficult for them to truly hide."
"Any cultist who has undergone [Genesis] can never go without bloody meat for the rest of their life, and feeding the Bone Men and Flesh Men they capture also requires large quantities of food."
"At the same time, performing the [Genesis] ritual produces corpses. Although these people