"I remember telling you a month ago to close all roads to the Kingdom of Wolfheart as soon as possible. Why are there still so many refugees entering the country?" the black-veiled woman said coldly. "Even if they crawled, your knights should have reached the border by now."

"You know there are many refugees there!" Amperein clenched his fists. "If they are forbidden from crossing the border, most of them will starve to death on the road—there are no cities nearby, and no place to provide food. If they return the way they came, it will take at least a week to return to Barren Ridge Town, they..."

"What does that have to do with you?" the woman interrupted impatiently. "Since they abandoned their kingdom, they deserve to starve or thirst to death. You'd better focus on your father. Or do you want to break the agreement?"

Their kingdom? Absurd! Otto thought angrily. It was your war that made these people homeless!

Mentioning the breach of contract, Amperein hesitated obviously. After a long while, he opened his mouth and said, "The remaining roads will be completely closed within a week, is that enough? But if they don't take the official road, but cross the border through the wilderness and mountains, I can't control that."

"Of course, we won't force you to agree to something you can't do," the black-veiled woman took the porcelain bottle, took a small sip, and then walked to the bedside and bent down. The two people in the secret passage widened their eyes, but couldn't see what she was doing. After a while, she raised her head, "That's good, he will wake up in half an hour, just like before."

"Is it necessary to feed him the medicine with your mouth?"

"It has to be me," she shrugged, "Don't worry, as long as you do as agreed, the Lord of Dawn will definitely recover, even healthier than before."

"The next time we come will be after you completely close the border," the blonde woman smiled, "Don't let His Majesty down, Your Highness."

Just as they turned to leave, Amperein suddenly asked, "You are witches, right?"

"Hmm?" The two stopped.

"The reason why it must be you to feed the medicine to be effective, is it because of the witch's magic?" he said slowly, "I can't find any other explanation. Although it sounds incredible that there are witches in the church, everything you do is no different from the deeds of the devil!"

"Is that what you want to say?"

"Come out!" the prince shouted.

This sentence startled Otto and Oro, but they saw several guards in half-body armor drilling out of the wardrobe and under the bed, and surrounded the Purity Takers.

"Oh—" the blonde woman whistled, "An admirable...reckless move."

"And meaningless," the black veil shook her head, "It seems that the church's impression on you is not deep enough."

"Stop pretending!" Amperein roared, "Indeed, the God's Punishment Warriors you showed are incredibly powerful, but they are not here now! There are as many God's Stones as you want in the palace, do you think you can still escape?"

"Wait..." the blonde woman smacked her lips, "The witches we met on the road, did you arrange them?"

"Those are not real witches, just a common trick of rats," Amperein said sternly, as if venting his long-repressed anger, "They can be led away by a single Magic Fire Stone, your abilities are nothing more than that. Without the protection of the God's Punishment Warriors, what is the difference between a witch and an ordinary person in front of the God's Stone? Now hand over the medicine and beg for mercy, it's still time. If you don't want to be cut off your limbs, have all your teeth pulled out, and become a human medicine pot, do as I say now!"

"Ladies will be very angry when they hear what you said," she sighed, "Not only are the witches fake, but they are also ridiculed for their lack of ability by a kid... It's best not to let Her see you next time, otherwise you may suffer a lot."

"What—" the prince was completely angered by the other party's indifferent attitude, "I hope you can still be so stubborn in prison later! Guards, take them down!"

Otto pressed his face tightly against the stone slab, hoping to see more, but he soon became stiff and surprised that he couldn't believe his eyes.

He saw that the guards who rushed up hadn't touched the Purity Takers, when they suddenly all turned their swords and cut into their own necks!

Blood spurted out like a torrential rain, splashing everywhere. The guards fell to the ground without saying a word, and a bloody smell suddenly filled the room.

Amperein was shaking不停地, as if he had seen something extremely terrible. The previous momentum and anger instantly left him, and after a while, there was a wet mark in the middle of his pants, and incontinent urine flowed down his legs.

"Don't go too far," the blonde woman shrugged, "We still need him for the time being."

"Just a small lesson," the black veil snapped her fingers, and the eldest prince woke up from a dream and sat down on the ground, trembling as he retreated backwards.

"Don't worry, you are still alive," she said sarcastically, "But I won't guarantee it next time."

"Wh-why... there is obviously, there is God's Punishment Stone here..." Amperein stuttered, "How could a witch..."

"Because we are Purity Takers," the blonde woman smiled faintly, "Seriously, isn't it good to honestly follow the agreement? Your father will eventually be safe and sound, and the Kingdom of Dawn can continue for a while. When the church takes Greycastle, you can still become a member of us—even if the kingdom will be taken over by us at that time, you can still enjoy a wealthy and superior life, and your people can be spared the pain of war, why do these stupid things now."

When leaving the room, she also turned back and added, "By the way, remember to ask someone to clean up here. Your father will wake up soon, and you don't want him to see a bloody scene in the bedroom as soon as he opens his eyes, do you?"

Otto felt that his back was soaked with cold sweat. The Purity Takers who were not afraid of God's Stone, and the church's plan to occupy Greycastle first and then take over the Kingdom of Dawn, made him feel a chill in his heart. The church had long regarded the four kingdoms as fat in their mouths—this was exactly what Roland Wimbledon said!

When the Lord of Dawn woke up, the blood-stained carpets were covered with cloth, and only Amperein was left in the room.

He held a warm bowl of wheat porridge, feeding his father mouthful by mouthful, and the latter seemed to have forgotten his illness, chatting about political affairs and family affairs, just like the harmonious family scene on weekdays.

This weird scene made Otto dare not even breathe loudly.

It wasn't until evening that the two left the secret passage.

"What should we do?" Even Oro, who was usually calm, showed fear.

"Tell Earl Quinn... and our father everything," he gritted his teeth, "This is no longer a problem that you and I can solve."

"But you have also seen that the Purity Takers don't even care about the God's Stone. What's the use of the three families knowing the truth?"

"I know someone who can deal with them," Otto looked at his friend and said word by word, "Go to the Greycastle ambassador and pass the news we heard to Roland Wimbledon!"