With a little nervous and curious mood, Gipley came to the lord's mansion in the center of Cecil's south city.

This former "witch" who had a healthy dark skin, beautiful face, had a little knowledge of magical skills, and had used his eloquence and trickery to make a living between adventurers and gangsters with his ability to make a living between adventurers and gangsters, wondering what the lord's task would be, guessing what the lord's personal task would be. She had met Grand Duke Gowen Cecil, but it was at the graduation ceremony of the first-stage operator of the Military Intelligence Bureau. She stood in the square with a large group of students of the same period and swore allegiance to the Grand Duke on the stage. At that time, she never thought that she would sit here one day and receive orders from the lord one-on-one.

Will it be a very dangerous task? a very difficult task? or a very special task that must be completed by a specific person?

No matter how you think about it, Jiple couldn't imagine that there was a decisive gap between herself and ordinary military intelligence agencies. The first-stage operators had similar professional skills. Moreover, since they were crash courses, the first-stage operators were not even as good as the newcomers they trained later. Especially after being sent out for so long, they were seriously out of touch with the local area and urgently needed to make up lessons...

There was no one else in the room, only the lord's chief maid was here to accompany her. The maid, the maid, obviously would not talk to the guests casually. In such a slightly unbearable silence and embarrassing atmosphere, Jiple unknowingly drank another cup of tea. The next second she put the tea cup down, the sound of pouring water came from the side.

The chief maid held a big teapot and filled the empty tea cup in one breath, then smiled a little dazedly at Jiple: "Please use it."

"Ah, thank you..." Jiple said subconsciously, and then realized that she had drunk several cups of tea when she didn't notice it. Now she could not drink it at all. However, for some reason, she just glanced at the little maid named Betty and felt an unreasonable "mind power". Obviously, the other party was just staring at her blankly, but Jiple felt that "not drinking the tea poured by the other party is a crime."

Weird psychological pressure... I am really worthy of being the one around the lord.

Jipley blinked and subconsciously reached out to the teacup next to her, but before she lifted it up, the door to the reception room suddenly opened.

The lord appeared there.

The witch, Jiple, who was almost destined to become another victim of Betty's teapot, quickly put down the teacup, stood up and saluted respectfully and neatly: "Salute to you, Lord Duke."

Gao Wenhun waved his hand indifferently: "No need to be too polite for me, I'm preparing some things. Is the trip to the royal capital still going smoothly?"

Jiple suddenly became a little nervous. She slightly awkwardly folded her hands in the lower abdomen and lowered her shoulders slightly. This was one of the few "upper society conversation postures" she learned during her further study in the Military Intelligence Bureau: "Everything goes well. Adults, the stronghold of the royal capital has been handed over to the later personnel, and the relevant reports have been sent."

Gao Wen sat down in his position. He saw that the "senior operator" in front of him who seemed to be about the same age as Hetty was a little nervous, and couldn't help laughing: "It's great, don't be restrained, sit down and talk."

Gipley sat down in front of Gao Wen, who looked up and down with his scrutiny eyes and said slowly: "Gipley, who has no surname, was born in the Pebo region, has a rough understanding of magic. She has been a magic apprentice for a short time, but after her mentor died of vendetta, she fled to Leslie's hometown and lived by divination and selling amulets, code-named 'Witch', right?"

Jipley was still a little nervous, but had calmed down slightly, and she nodded: "Yes, that's my previous experience."

"Amber once recommended you specifically, and she said you have great talent," said Gao Wen. "It is said that you are smart, very good at cheating, and have a good ability to change your mind..."

The expression on Jiple's face suddenly seemed strange and awkward. She never thought about what good words her former boss would use to recommend her now. After all, there weren't many good words in the head of that boss. He had always been a broken mouth and had a disgust. He had been relying on excellent escape skills for many years to avoid being beaten to death by his enemies. However, the words used by his boss when he described his subordinates came out of the mouth of Cecil's ruler... that was a bit exciting.

Fortunately, Gao Wen quickly relieved the "witch" lady: "Don't be nervous, I know Amber's wording habits. I will filter it myself and know the field you are really good at. You are a talented person in terms of speech, and you should know quite how to resonate and recognize people in words, right?"

Jipley was a little embarrassed: "It's just something...insignificant."

"This is a talent that comes in handy, and I happen to have a task for you, it requires your talent. It needs to be reminded that this task will have a very profound impact on your career as an MIIS operator, but it is really important," Gao Wen said, while picking up a stack of papers from the side, "Let's take a look at these things."

Jiple took the paper curiously and was surprised to see the lifelike picture on it, which she thought of the oil paintings at the first time, but soon she found that the completely realistic black and white pictures were very different from the works written by the painter, and the contents of those pictures were not artistic scenes and portraits. On the contrary, they were almost no artistic and did not make people feel happy.

She saw the ferocious priest and the precept monk beating the people, saw the soldiers dressed in soldiers drag the residents to the streets, saw the priest robe directing the soldiers to set fire to the house, saw the Holy See knights taking property from the civilians, and the blood-faced man fell to the ground and begging...

Many pictures are not very clear and the angle is not appropriate. They give people the feeling of being recorded secretly next to them. This angle just gives the person who is watching these pictures a strong sense of substitution, as if all this happened in front of you and at this moment...

And more importantly, even in the most unclear picture, the ferocious expressions of the priests, priests, and Holy See knights are the clearest and most complete.

A strong sense of disgust and resistance arose in Jiple's heart because she had seen the scene above in reality, and even experienced it.

It is normal for a witch who escapes from other places, who is not a real extraordinary person, but has one or two magic skills. He uses "witchcraft" such as divination to "bewitch the people" and is rejected and criticized by the local church. Once he encounters a criminal incident related to extraordinary power, he is the first person to be suspected. It is common for him to be expelled and beaten at any time. Even if nothing happens on weekdays, he will be blackmailed by the church or the lord...

There are many people who believe in the Holy Light, but in this world of religion, there are also many people who exclude the Holy Light. Among those who live at the bottom of society, people without faith can be seen everywhere, and Jiple, who is more of a "wizard apprentice", is considered a "wizard apprentice".

Gao Wen looked at Jiple's expression change, and quietly took a magic device from the side. The structure of the magic device looked like a simplified magic network communicator. The number of magic patterns on its triangle base was very small, but a high-quality projection crystal was embedded at the top.

Gao Wen put the device on the table and activates it in Jiple's curious sight: "Look at these pictures again."

The magic device was activated, and the picture pre-stored in the crystal was immediately projected. This time, Jiple directly saw the dynamic scene and saw the scene of people from the church beating civilians in the street.

The picture is short and shaking violently, and it is obviously recorded in panic and concealed situations.

As a mage apprentice, Gipley is not surprised by the magic device that can project images. She is just curious about the content of the picture: "Sir, these are..."

"What happened and is happening in Lu'an City," said Gao Wen solemnly, looking into Jipley's eyes, "I ask you, what would you say after seeing these images and images, if you were to tell more people what you saw and think, and let those people realize the dark side of the Church of the Holy Light?"

Gipley seemed to know what her mission was, and she said while thinking: "Over-direct criticism and curses may be effective for those who are already resistant to the Church of the Light, but may have a counterproductive effect on neutral people and the advocates of the Church of the Light. Declaring facts in the most neutral way and saying "the church has always been so dark" as a fact, will resonate with the greatest resonance. In addition, the victims in these pictures can be linked to the people who are receiving publicity, so that those who hear these things can realize that they are also beaten, plundered, and burned at any time. If you don't mind making up some extra intelligence, I can also make up a series of backgrounds outside these pictures..."

"We don't need to make up anything, we just state the facts," Gao Wen said lightly, "We just need to state the facts, that's enough."

"Just stating facts is enough to achieve the effect you want," Jiple said immediately, but then frowned, "but there are too many people in the southern border, those who believe in the holy light, those who believe in the alien gods, those who do not believe in the faith... that is a huge number..."

As a smart person, Jipley has completely guessed the lord's intentions, and as a person who does not believe in the Holy Light, she has no resistance to this matter. Now the only thing she is curious about is how her mouth that can only be used to convince three or two people, how to do what the lord requires.

The lord specially summoned himself and collected the information in front of him. The purpose of the goal was to fight the Holy Light Church across the entire southern border. This kind of thing cannot be done by relying on one or two eloquent people.

Gao Wen looked at Jipley's face and smiled slowly: "What if your voice could be heard by people in the entire South?"

Jiple raised her head in surprise and looked at Gao Wen's eyes. Then she thought of the incredible things that had happened on this incredible land. Her surprise all turned into the mentality of "The ancestor's slutty operation will definitely be done, so don't ask, just do it": "...If I can really do this... then I must be well prepared."
Chapter completed!