From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 71: Chapter 69 Creating Evidence

How could one possibly stop the ceremony that the Sea God Cult was about to hold in Nasir Town?

Irene, sitting in the carriage, fell deep into thought. With the Fischer family’s own power, secretly sabotaging the Sea God Cult’s ceremony seemed next to impossible.

However, the actual evidence was still insufficient. Convincing the Tempest Church’s old priest to immediately raid the Isaac family was out of the question.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, but she couldn’t just let the people of the Sea God Cult continue with that dangerous ceremony.

According to the information leaked by the Sea God Cult, the ceremony would result in heavy casualties among the Nasir citizens, and naturally, the Nasir Fischer family couldn’t possibly remain unscathed. She certainly understood this logic.

“Perhaps, Byrne could have a way.”

She knew that Byrne had read many books and was the smartest one of the three siblings. He was the force behind all the family’s investment affairs.

So Irene returned to the Fischer family and found Byrne practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. She told him all the information and concerns she had heard.

“I see,” Byrne said, his forehead slightly sweaty, his expression changing after listening to the ceremony that could lead to heavy casualties in Nasir.

He put away his sword and began to ponder the dilemma raised by Irene, then suddenly laughed.

“I think, Irene, you have a small issue with your approach.”

Irene frowned slightly, still unclear about Byrne’s thoughts.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Byrne chuckled and continued as he gazed towards the Isaac family:

“Do we really have no evidence of the Isaac family’s dealings with the Sea God Cult? In fact, such evidence could grow from the ground overnight, or it could appear out of nowhere in front of the Tempest Priest.”

Irene was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized what Byrne meant.

They had already confirmed there was an issue with the Isaac family, so the next step was simply to lead everyone to believe this.

Plus, as long as they could eliminate the Isaac family in a surprise attack, they could certainly find more connections between them and the Sea God Cult afterward.

So-called evidence, it didn’t matter whether it was real or fake, as long as it could make people believe!

Byrne pondered for a moment, then continued:

“When we create statues and ritual tools, there are many damaged and borrowed items, right? With a little modification, we could fabricate items belonging to the Sea God Cult.”

Irene shook her head, still feeling the creation of fake evidence would be difficult:

“We don’t know what the Sea God Cult’s objects look like. The Nasir Tempest Priest should be clear about that, and it would be very easy to be exposed if we just take anything there.”

Byrne smiled and said, “In reality, I do know what they look like.”

“Because I’ve read many books on mysticism, even banned books, which include knowledge of the Sea God Cult, from a forbidden book purchased at the Alchemy Council auction.”

He thought for a while and then continued:

“I can also use ‘Profound Memory’ to forge writings by Lady Isaac, to create a few letters of her communicating with the Sea God Cult. She had her servant deliver a donation to the orphanage and a letter; I’ve already seen it.”

“Moreover, we do actually have a piece of real evidence in our hands.”

Byrne went to the workshop to retrieve a bottle of dark blue potion, his expression extremely somber and his eyes filled with anger.

“Lady Isaac handed this over to Margaret, and I’ve learned its specific effects through the ‘Drug Verification’.”

He took a deep breath, using his spirituality to activate “Drug Verification.”

As his fingers holding the potion bottle glowed faintly, fragmented phrases appeared in his mind. They quickly rearranged themselves and coalesced into a humanly comprehensible meaning.

It was “knowledge.”

“Deep sea metamorphosis magic potion, its main ingredient is water, followed by the blood of a mysterious creature known as ‘Sea Demon,’ mixed with sea-bottom plants. If an intelligent being consumes it, they will gradually mutate towards the sea tribe, eventually turning into merfolk…”

At this point, Byrne’s hands were trembling, his entire being filled with rage!

He could never forgive the Isaac family and the Sea God Cult!

To give such a dangerous and terrifying thing to Margaret, who was pregnant, was a vicious hope that they would become members of the sea tribe.

In the sea, there have always been an extremely large number of sea tribe members, belonging to the category of mysterious creatures. More than ninety percent of them worship the Sea God, while a very small number of the sea tribe, like humans, worship the Tempest Overlord.

Because of their identical beliefs, the members of the Sea God Cult have always had an excellent relationship with the sea tribe, which is also an important reason why they have been able to retreat to the islands and have not been annihilated by the True Gods Church.

Irene stared at the Dark Blue potion. The fact that Lady Isaac had not forced Margaret to drink it was indeed a huge blunder.

That Dark Blue potion would undoubtedly become the key and the only piece of real evidence!

After her thoughts had thoroughly come together, Irene revealed a smile and continued to supplement her ideas:

“In addition to sufficient physical evidence, we also need ample testimony. Leave that matter to me; you needn’t worry too much about it.”

“We must hasten to create evidence because the Tempest Priest also needs time to persuade the town chief to mobilize the patrol and ask for the cooperation of the Verne knight family.”

In the beginning, of the Four Great Knight Families in Nasir Town, the strongest—the Taylor knight family—had already moved away from the East Coast. The Isaac knight family was involved with the Sea God Cult, and another knight family had perished in the war.

The last remaining family bore the surname Verne, with only a pair of knights, father and son, who were not young and both of mid-level Beginning strength. Their entire family was in the awkward situation with no one to succeed them.

The younger generation of their family had very low concentrations of Bloodline, all being recessive, and even if they took an awakening potion to develop their power, they could not meet the lowest knight standard and thus couldn’t grasp the inheritance of knight Bloodline power.

Irene nodded, knowing that time was of the essence and immediately said:

“Then let’s start preparing right away, striving to convince the Tempest Priest. After all, there are only two days left, and besides forging evidence, we also need to prepare various props for battle.”

In battle, the side that is fully prepared has a tremendous advantage. Both were aware of this fact.

Byrne turned to leave but then immediately turned back and said with rigor:

“Right, we also need a backup plan. What if the Tempest Priest doesn’t believe us, or even if he does, still refuses to agree to attack the Isaac family. What shall we do then?”

“Indeed, that’s also a possibility…”

Irene fell silent for a moment, knowing that if it really came to that point, the whole of Nasir would be in danger.

She sighed and at last could only say:

“For now, let’s have Chris and Darren and Margaret leave for refuge. Have Guards Captain Theo take them and the important materials outside of Nasir, back to the wooden hut where I lived ten years ago.”

“If we can’t persuade the Tempest Priest, we’ll need to evacuate Nasir as a group. The farther we can run, the better. I’ll also send someone to notify the blacksmith shop, Grandma Narda, and John.”

When Byrne heard the list of people Irene mentioned to notify and didn’t hear Aaron’s name, he remained silent for a moment and said nothing more.

The option of the Fischer family alone contending against the dangerous ritual was never within the consideration of the siblings from the start.

It was a ritual that could cause thousands of casualties, and the terrifying power it contained was absolutely immense; the mere thought of it was chilling.

The next night.

The all-consuming darkness of night fell, and gusts of wind came from the sea, causing the giant bell hanging in the church’s bell tower to be rung by the storm, its powerful sound echoing throughout Nasir.

“Dong! Dong! Dong!”

Irene, Byrne, and some members of the Fischer family entered the church, and they also had an Isaac family servant tied up with them.

The servant, filled with fear in his eyes, had already willingly confessed to Lady Isaac’s issues and volunteered to become a witness accusing the family.

“Madam Irene, Mr. Byrne, you’ve come here in such a conspicuous manner—do you intend to…”

The old priest in the church slowly walked out, shoulders back, staring at the gathered people from the shadows with furrowed brows and a grave look in his eyes.

“What we are about to discuss is very important and could even relate to the survival of Nasir.”

Irene, standing in the moonlight, was very calm and took out the deep blue potion, slowly saying:

“There isn’t much time left, so please listen and then exercise the church’s special authority to immediately eradicate… the heretic.”