Jellalck, the headquarters of the Path of Peace.
Inside a room.
More than a dozen beautiful girls were gathered together, each wearing only a thin white robe.
Every one of them had faces full of anticipation and excitement, their states seeming somewhat strange.
Candlelight flickered amid the drifting incense.
The shadows cast by the flames perfectly outlined the girls' graceful figures.
Chelsea, mixed into a corner, lightly tugged at the robe on her body.
The overly revealing feeling made her uncomfortable.
With her head lowered, Chelsea complained silently in her heart.
"What is this, do you have to strip everything underneath just to select attendants?"
"And they even dress it up as 'maintaining purity'..."
A cold killing intent flashed through her ruby-like eyes.
"Bolic... damn pervert! I'll send you to hell in a moment!"
Chelsea frowned, trying to control her breathing.
The incense was mixed with hallucinogenic and other special drugs, though the dosage was very small.
Chelsea was not good at direct combat.
But as an assassin, her physical condition far surpassed that of an ordinary girl.
This level was nothing to her.
The atmosphere in the room was very lively. These girls were all followers of the Path of Peace.
Hearing that they might have a chance to become attendants of the High Priest.
They waited here every day, hoping that one day they would be chosen.
"I'm really looking forward to it!"
"If I can become an attendant of the High Priest, I'll be able to witness miracles every day!"
"Yeah, just imagining it makes me happy!"
"I wonder who will be chosen this time?"
Soft conversations echoed continuously throughout the room.
As they talked, a blue-haired girl turned to look at Chelsea beside her.
"Doria, what are you thinking about?"
Chelsea came back to her senses.
Of course she would not use her real appearance for an assassination mission.
At this moment, she had already used her Teigu to disguise herself as a blonde beauty.
Chelsea clenched her hands in front of her chest, showing a face full of admiration as she said.
"It's nothing. I finally got to see the High Priest up close before, he's really gentle!"
As soon as she said this, it was as if a spark had been ignited.
Voices of agreement immediately rang out.
Chelsea looked at these fanatically devoted girls and sighed inwardly.
Using the High Priest's reputation, Bolic freely toyed with the beautiful female believers.
And controlled them through despicable methods like drugging.
They were conquered by the High Priest's charisma, yet because of that, they became Bolic's playthings.
Chelsea's pink fist tightened slightly.
This scene strengthened her determination to eliminate this evil man.
At that moment, the door slowly opened.
Bolic walked in with a guard.
The guard looked middle-aged, wearing a white suit with a bright red shirt underneath.
He wore glasses and had a lit cigar in his mouth.
He looked even more arrogant than Bolic.
But the most eye-catching thing was the large scythe on his back.
Chelsea raised her head and openly sized up the guard behind Bolic.
"A scythe? A Teigu user?"
Bolic walked up to the platform.
Looking at the boiling crowd below.
He pressed his hand down, signaling everyone to quiet down.
"The attendants of the High Priest must naturally be the most devout believers."
"Maintaining purity is the foundation for listening to divine revelations."
"Being able to endure loneliness is a trait every believer must possess."
"But don't worry."
"You are all believers I have personally selected. Becoming attendants is only a matter of time!"
As he spoke, Bolic unabashedly used lecherous eyes to scan the girls below.
Selecting suitable bed partners was one of his favorite things.
Even the current Emperor probably could not enjoy this kind of treatment.
After sweeping his gaze around, Bolic immediately spotted Chelsea.
To ensure the operation could proceed, Chelsea had deliberately adjusted her appearance.
Among all the girls, her current appearance was the most dazzling.
The corner of Bolic's mouth lifted slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that after just three days, such a beauty would appear!"
"What an unexpected surprise!"
Bolic raised his finger and pointed at Chelsea, loudly saying.
"You. I could tell at a glance, you are the most devout believer!"
Chelsea rolled her eyes internally. So the most beautiful one is the most devout, is that it?
But now it was time for Chelsea to show her acting skills.
Her face flushed red, filled with ecstatic joy.
Then Chelsea imitated the infatuated expression of the other believers and raised her head.
Seeing her like this, Bolic nodded in satisfaction.
Then he looked at the guard beside him and said.
"Syura, bring her over later."
"Understood."
Syura exhaled a puff of smoke and nodded.
After choosing the person, Bolic left.
The moonlight was bright, and a waxing crescent hung slanted in the sky.
The night wind blew, and the grass swayed with rustling sounds.
Rows of gravestones were scattered across the field.
There was originally a tunnel from the cathedral to Bolic's residence.
It was beneath this graveyard, but the graveyard was too vast and difficult to locate.
But with Susanoo, Night Raid simply dug a new tunnel.
Najenda, Tatsumi, and Sheele were currently moving through the tunnel.
A faint light appeared in the dark passage.
Tatsumi carried a lamp and asked with some confusion.
"Boss, is it really okay to let Chelsea go in alone?"
A trace of worry flashed across Tatsumi's face, and he sighed softly.
"What if that guy Bolic actually succeeds?"
Najenda glanced at Tatsumi meaningfully and explained.
"No need to worry. We have someone by Bolic's side."
"Besides, don't underestimate Chelsea."
"Stalling for time is nothing more than child's play for her."
Seeing that Tatsumi still looked worried, Najenda chuckled.
"Chelsea is the final trump card. If you're really worried, then let's just move faster."
Hearing this, the anxiety in Tatsumi's heart eased a little.
He touched the sword at his waist and said with a firm expression.
"I understand!"
At the back of the group, Sheele pushed her glasses and asked hesitantly.
"Um, Boss."
"For a frontal assault, is it really okay with just Mr. Susanoo and Leone?"
Sheele herself was more inclined to join the assault team.
The ability of Dual Blades was very effective against close-combat fighters.
Najenda rubbed her forehead with a bit of a headache and said helplessly.
"No need to worry."
"Tatsumi aside, he's still new."
"Sheele, after working together for so long, can you trust my judgment a little?"
Seeing Najenda's slightly resentful expression.
Sheele quickly waved her hands and said apologetically.
"Sorry. Sorry."
After apologizing.
Sheele lowered her head, placed a hand on her chest, and said softly.
"It's just that after the last failed operation, I feel like I've lost some confidence."
Hearing this, a bitter expression appeared on Tatsumi's face.
If someone as strong as Sheele lacked confidence.
Then what was he supposed to do as a rookie?
Najenda reached out her left hand and patted Sheele's shoulder, comforting her.
"No need to worry."
"Even if the Minister can guess our objective, the Jaegers definitely won't be able to arrive that quickly!"