Chapter 182: Interrogation

A procession of fifty thousand people, each standing two meters apart, was enough to circle the entire Tana City and more; these people marched in a mighty, vast column for an entire afternoon.

It was not just the people of Tana City who found them novel; they felt the same way when looking at Tana City.

They had originally thought this place would be extremely dilapidated, filled with slums, desolate manors, and impoverished serfs everywhere; they had not expected it to actually have a sense of prosperity.

The dock area was not very far from the city district, and the procession passed directly through the city.

Although the current Tana City had been attacked by powerful enemies, under the leadership of those charitable Xiahui People, it was full of thriving scenes.

Especially since the economy brought by the war seemed to have further stimulated the development here; there were factory buildings and high-rise buildings under construction everywhere.

Not far away, believers of the Sun Church were installing the holy emblem at the very top of the church.

In the Commercial Street, the various supplies here were even more abundant; rich fruits and all kinds of restaurants wafted with fragrance.

What was even more exaggerated was that the Commercial Street in front of the Store Street was bustling with noise and excitement, to the point that special personnel were needed to make those queuing outside the shops stand further away.

"The shops here are quite varied; is there actually a bookstore for the latest best-selling novels?" Sigma curled the corners of his mouth, "I remember now, that famous writer is from your place; that book, *The Count of Monte Cristo*, is very famous. It is said that members of the Royal Family have also sought him out for autographs."

"During break time, I suggest you come to the cake shop over there to buy cake; that is the true delicacy. I even feel that not many of those cake shops in the Royal Capital can compare," Jili said from the side with a relaxed expression, "The Rice Bowl shop in front is also quite good. To be honest, I wasn't used to the rice here before, but now, I wish I could eat it three times a day!"

"How come I never saw you mention it in your letters?" Sigma said with a frown, "Here, I feel, is completely different from what you described before."

"Of course, there are still changes; it is impossible for things here to always remain the same. Ever since the new Governor took office, many things here have changed, especially after the Wealth Church took a step back. I am willing to call it liberation!" Jili had many complaints about the former Tana City; most people were sallow and emaciated, and only when they could no longer get by would they choose to enter the Military Camp.

But now, there were quite a few strong soldiers who voluntarily joined the army.

Even if there would be sacrifices, they were willing to live to protect Tana City.

This was simply the true meaning of a Warrior.

This was also the reason why he hoped the Royal Capital would send people over as soon as possible and provide more opportunities for awakening; after all, the changes brought by these Xiahui People were quite good.

The Military Camp was no longer short of ordinary soldiers, and he and Liande no longer needed to buy sallow and emaciated Slaves to make up the numbers.

Most importantly, these Xiahui People were very polite, as if they had received a good education; even if they were completely illiterate, they knew about integrity.

Sigma nodded; he did not like to discuss political issues, he only needed to fight.

As a qualified Warrior, he did not like to get involved with those wretched politicians.

Don't look at how everyone is flattering that Governor now; once that Governor steps down, neither he nor his family might necessarily have a good reputation.

Unless he could pass the burden of the Governor to his descendants.

This was not a difficult thing; in the Federal, there were quite a few remote areas that did this.

Soon, they saw the land belonging to them for camping; there were still quite a few people on this land busily leveling the ground. It could be seen that these people were personnel from within the War Church, and they were still wearing the Federal training uniforms.

"I heard that you spent a week finishing the clearing of this piece of land." Sigma glanced at the leveled ground; there was not even a stone here that could be considered large, and there were even people using lime to draw grids to plan the camping ground.

Everything was in perfect order; it simply did not look like something this guy Jili could do.

It seemed that after so many years, this old buddy Jili had grown a little.

Jili Kaine nodded with satisfaction, "You have to know, for some guys, you only need to give an order, and they can do their best. To be honest, if it weren't for Gannaer, it would have been quite easy for us to drive them away."

"It seems you forgot about when I came five years ago." Sigma waved his hand, and his subordinates hugged their tents and rushed over in a well-trained manner, occupying the camping territory.

They set up camp according to the planned orientation; at the same time, Sigma followed Jili to the prisoner-of-war camp.

At this time, there was only one spy from Gannaer in the prisoner-of-war camp.

This spy named Juliana still could not figure out until now why she could not sense any magic power on the Necrotic Orb she was carrying.

She attributed this matter to the powerful sealing ability of the Wisdom Church, and felt that once she successfully obtained the Necrotic Orb and stayed away from the Formation, she would definitely be able to make the Necrotic Orb exert the effect it should have.

"This is that prisoner named Juliana?" Looking at the thin Juliana, Sigma narrowed his eyes and said, "This is the spy sent by Gannaer?"

"She is indeed very useless. In fact, they have sent many spies; some are Believers who worship the God of Death, and some are Believers of witches. I don't know how they got together," Jili replied, "Up to now, we have destroyed at least five evil sacrifices, or rather, Evil God sacrifices, saving the lives of tens of thousands of people in Tana City."

"Heh." After listening, Sigma took out the whip in his hand and lashed it directly onto Juliana's body.

The pressure of that whip was full, making Juliana, who was already somewhat dazed, cry out in pain while losing the ability to think.

This whip... has... has a problem...

Juliana immediately took another lash, and then she heard the man in front of her ask: "Why must you come to Tana City?"

"Why? It is the Queen's order." Juliana tried her best to resist, "Here... here is what the Queen needs."

"What does the Queen need?" Sigma lashed out again; this kind of mental suppression must be repeatedly emphasized using corresponding Seal Objects.

Although he also did not like to hit women, there was no way around it; this Spirit Whip could only be used this way.

"She needs something that can make herself more powerful; she hopes to be able to replace the God of Death." Juliana knew she had said the wrong thing; she tried to cover her mouth, but it was useless.

"Why cooperate with the witches?" The Spirit Whip lashed out once again, causing Juliana to lose the ability to think.

"Because the witches can provide the method to summon the Red Moon. The Queen believes that if she can plunder the power of the Red Moon, then she can also squeeze into a high-level status, and Gannaer will become the Earthly Kingdom of God for the God of Death."

After speaking, Juliana seemed to feel something particularly terrifying, her eyes wide open.

Subsequently, her hands were placed on her own neck, struggling hard with something.

With a crack, she snapped her own neck...

Sigma squatted down, put his hand in front of the other person's nose, and checked her breathing.

"Dead." He said expressionlessly, "It seems it might be true. When you were dealing with events related to Tana City recently, did you encounter any strange situations? For example, is there anything here that can attract the Goddess of the Red Moon?"

As the garrison of Tana City, it was hard not to know about the Goddess of the Red Moon.

This goddess had quite a few Believers within the Federal; whether they were true believers or false believers, they all existed as time bombs.

These Believers often created various terrifying and supernatural events, causing the extraordinary world to be in an unstable state, praying for the Red Moon to descend upon the earth again.

But the real situation was that consuming a large amount of life to open the channel for the Red Moon's descent was actually to wait for an Evil God.

In the doctrines of the major churches, the Red Moon was defined as a terrifying existence.

This was also the reason why there were more terrifying events when the Red Moon descended.

It was just that no one knew what the descent cycle of the Red Moon actually was, and the public would also remind people around them to return home as early as possible when they saw the Red Moon, and not to linger outside.

"In fact, the Believers of the Red Moon have always been repeatedly banned in Tana City; we catch a batch every year. Not just the Believers of the Red Moon, but also some terrifying existences, or rather, loose organizations. Tana City is, after all, a city accessible from all directions. Besides resisting the barbarians, there is no inspection or verification for people coming from other places. Those Slaves and traveling merchants could all be members of a terrorist organization, and the Wealth Church will not audit them."

"Even we cannot audit everyone, but we must figure out why they must come to Tana City." Sigma touched the ring in his hand, "Of course I know that besides the Red Moon, besides the witches, besides the Believers of the God of Death, there will also be organizations like the Peace Society and God's Sigh, and there might even be Believers of the Calamity. In short, we must figure it out; only by prescribing the right medicine can we resolve the war."

"You mean, the higher-ups hope to reconcile with Gannaer?" Realizing this, Jili felt extremely shocked.

Every year they defend against the Barbarian, and they have never dealt with Gannaer.

Even knowing that Gannaer might secretly provide some help to the Barbarian, they have never had a falling out with Gannaer.

Besides the fact that the Queen there respects the Federal King, there is another point: they believe in the Death Church.

In addition to a vast number of living people, this place also has a large number of dead people who can be used for combat.

Unlike the Federal, which only has living people, the more dead people there are, the more powerful those who rely on Necromancy for combat become, and they can even carry out real sacrifices.

But even if the Federal is unwilling to take risks, they shouldn't...

Sigma sighed, "You have to know, the Sun Church is not enough to contend with the Death Church; we do not have enough capability. Storm is not under our control either. Once things blow up, I'm afraid it won't just be a problem for Tana City."

"I know, but..." Jili lowered his head; he admitted that Sigma was right.

But if they were to reconcile with Gannaer, Jili still couldn't swallow this bitterness.

Zhuguli, who watched the plot unfold, wished he could go offline right now and send the ins and outs of the matter to the players.

This is simply too exciting; the Federal is actually willing to reconcile with Gannaer.

Even if they reconcile, the players are not willing to reconcile; after all, those guys they sent are truly, genuinely going to burn Tana City to the ground.

Not to mention him, even Chen Zhi feels it is completely incomprehensible.

The other party is already riding on their noses to shit, and they can still endure it?

Or is it that, despite the entire Federal looking so prosperous, it is actually fragile beneath the surface?

Watching those soldiers leave the pier, the players had to say they were a bit disappointed.

It wasn't because they didn't see handsome men—there were quite a few—but simply because these handsome men didn't buy their things.

They didn't know if it was because they weren't interesting enough, or because they were truly of no use.

Carrying a large bag of things, Tuorsuo threw them onto the ground, then grabbed a water bottle and took a fierce gulp.

"Sigh, Sprite is still the best to drink." After burping, Tuorsuo started to tidy up the things, but just as he lowered his head, he saw someone wearing armor enter the shop.

Aside from players, the only people wearing armor walking around are probably those new soldiers.

Tuorsuo could tell at a glance that this person was not ordinary.

Besides having blonde hair and blue eyes and looking exceptionally pampered, the other party also wore a ring on his hand and an earring in his ear.

Ordinary soldiers wouldn't wear accessories; this NPC is likely someone with a quest, or someone here to purchase supplies.

Allison Evera originally didn't want to come out, but he couldn't resist those men under his command wanting to come out and stroll around.

Ordinary soldiers don't dare to leave the camp, but for a noble scion like Allison, not following discipline is the normal thing to do.

Even if there were punishment, Sigma wouldn't hurt them; at most, it would be two days of confinement.

That would even save him from having to go train himself.

However, Allison is an obedient soldier; he won't give up training. As an Awakened Warrior, he likes training even more than breaking the rules.

It's a pity, he first has to manage the people under him; what's important is being able to get along with them.

So he had to stroll around the main street with his good friend Doral Morton.

"I wanted to come in and take a look when I passed by just now. You have to know, these places definitely have little trinkets my sister likes." Doral looked left and right, "There really are a lot of things in this shop. Look, what is this?"

"You could completely come out during your rest time." Allison frowned, "Sigma will definitely talk to us if he finds out, and that guy named Jili will also look at us with displeasure."

"Who cares about them? Are the Barbarian really that hard to deal with? We have fifty thousand people here, and just the Awakened alone number ten thousand. Those Barbarian aren't all heirs to the Barbarian King's bloodline; how powerful can they be?" Doral picked up the music box in his hand and asked loudly, "Hey buddy, what is this thing?"

"It's a music box." Saying this, Tuorsuo twisted the music box, and it emitted a pleasant sound.

This thing, the Royal Capital couldn't possibly not have it, right? Tuorsuo thought, frowning.

(End of chapter)