Facts have proved that Brother Vardin's friend's information channel is very reliable, and the higher-ups are indeed in a somewhat strange state of indecision.
They failed to receive feedback in time as usual, but the matter did not stop there.
The presiding judge came back very impatiently, complaining that there was no point in wasting time at the long table. They needed something more practical.
Instead of letting him argue with a group of bishops who didn't even dare to look at the corpse, it would be better to use the destroyed pagan strongholds and the evidence harvested to speak for themselves. Then there would naturally be nothing to argue about.
Green received an almost explicit hint that he could continue to do what he had to do, as long as he didn't make too much noise.
As for what "making too much noise" means, there is no clear standard, but it definitely includes the sudden loss of more than a dozen monks overnight. If it happens again, it will be impossible to explain it.
This means that they need to use their power more carefully, reduce the size of the team, and shorten the exploration time. Correspondingly, this also requires more reliable candidates.
It must be considered that the last rainy night emergency had a very bad impact, no less than any vicious battle with heavy casualties. Some people may not be able to enter the sewers again in the short term, and it is not suitable to even stay underground.
There are only two reliable and capable people left, Brother Wadding and Green himself, plus a few monks whose faith, courage or reason have withstood the test. For Green, this is enough, Heavenly Father
The people who need it have been screened out through trials.
Next, we just need to be prepared and lead these people to find the base of the pagans and make them realize that the sewers will not become a barrier to protect them, no matter how weird the sewers are.
Like the presiding judge, he was happy to start searching immediately. After all, no one knew when the next rainy day would come and how long it would last.
But before jumping into the cold and wet water without looking back, there are still matters with partners to resolve.
"I have to tell the professor that the experimental site he wants is hopeless for the time being, and he has to find a way on his own. As for the animals, he can have whatever is available on the market."
"I'm afraid the professor will not be very satisfied with this answer. And those people, those who appear near the clinic, do you need to inform them?" Wading reminded.
The priest thought for a moment and realized that it was not as simple as he thought, "Well... we have already sent additional manpower."
Although he believed that Kraft knew that he was under observation, or surveillance, to some extent, running up to him and telling him was another matter.
Especially when you have failed to fulfill your promise, it would seem very inappropriate to come to your door like this.
"Who are those people?" First of all, you can exclude the nobles' subordinates. They should come directly to the door, or send the invitation in a more formal way, rather than acting secretly.
"Maybe it's a competitor coming to inquire?"
"From Dunling to Westminster, half of the most prestigious doctors have recognized him. What colleagues will compete with him? Will Maurice be resurrected?"
"Then I should check the college cemetery. I hope they don't have the habit of digging their own graves." Since Green thought there was no problem, Wadding naturally had no objection.
Perhaps a name in the unintentional words touched Green's nerves, and he suddenly changed his mind, "No, let the brothers sent to the clinic pay more attention and see if they can catch those people. Professor
You should also receive a reminder.”
"Besides, what has he been doing recently?"
"Activities between the academy and the clinic are making some progress, so we don't have to worry too much about him being idle."
"May we all discover something."
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"Did you find anything, Robin?"
Diagonally opposite the most popular clinic in Xincheng District, in the attic of the pub, a young man lying on the bed doing nothing asked his companion by the window.
They have been living here for a few days, and the prosperity of the clinic has led to a significant increase in the cost of nearby accommodation. Fortunately, they do not need to pay for this themselves.
"Be patient, you haven't had it today." The young man known as Robin leaned against the window. It was difficult to see his face hidden in the shadows from the bottom up, but the street scene was unobstructed. "Patience will make everything possible."
Complete, lacking nothing.”
"Sorry, what did you say?"
"Probably in the third or fourth section of Volume 56, St. Jaeger talks to people about waiting and patience."
"Genius, I have always felt that you are the best candidate to take over the position of Brother Wadding's deputy. Father Green will like you." The young man lying on the bed sat up and took out the holy book to rummage, "Actually, it's fifty
The second section of Volume 6, but it’s also very good.”
"We still have a lot to learn. You should be quieter, my brother, and read more books." Robin looked at the people passing by outside the window intently, trying to identify suspicious characters.
"Do you really think someone would do something unwise in Dunling City?"
"Who says it's impossible? I think you've also heard that the escort team was attacked outside the city. It's natural for the pagans to do anything."
"Because they are pagans?"
"Yes." Brother Robin affirmed and continued to observe the streets. The unplanned earth-rock mixed roads in the new city passed diagonally in front of the clinic, and the same crooked alley branches grew into the buildings.
There are more blind spots than meets the eye, and any place can become a hiding place for uninvited guests, harboring prying eyes like sewers harbor mosquitoes and flies.
But he didn't feel repulsed. Being born here makes one very familiar with this environment, and even has a kind of intimacy, and also has a natural ability to identify foreign characters.
For example, the person who is passing by the queue at the entrance of the clinic may feel that he is dressed simply and blends in with the people around him, but he is still subconsciously trying to avoid stepping into shallow pits and soiling his boots.
The trousers are too low and do not meet the needs of walking in areas with bad road conditions. The clothes are simple but have wrist-length sleeves. The material looks different from ordinary linen, with fewer wrinkles and a closer fit.
"Look, it's coming."
He waved to his companion who was lying on the corpse, pointed at the guy who jumped into the path and disappeared quickly, "Who do you think this is?"
"Stealing things? It doesn't seem like that."
"I didn't think it was the same, so I told Brother Warding." Robin pushed his companion's head back into the shadow.
"Even so, it's normal for someone dressed differently to pass by occasionally. What if Wadin really told Father Green and sent extra people, but ended up being in a daze with us?"
"The people who have been sent here will thank me for the time off that I have secured for them and will say good things about me in front of Vadin."
"You still have to be careful. Father Green is not likely to blame anyone for being cautious. And it seems that a certain person appeared a few times, and his sleeves were particularly long. I was a little impressed." Being serious and careful is a good habit, and Robin recognized this very much.
, and often received positive feedback from Father Green.
"By the way, what you were talking about just now was the second section of Volume 56, right?"
"Hmm...forgot. Just keep staring and I'll read it over again."