"So, what now?" Felix asked, knowing very well that punishing an Inquisitor General was way above their level.
Sylvester, however, was still not done with the interrogation. He had only stopped because he wanted to call Sir Arnold and make him hear it. After all, he'd need that man to take over the camp's command later.
"My friend, we have a bigger headache. It seems that Count Ranthburg is the main man behind all this. He…" Sylvester felt genuinely angry. "That man is sick in mind, a heathen so blind. He likes to violate Bright Mothers and kills them if they dare voice. He made these Half-Goblins take care of these Bright Mothers, all with the help of Inquisitor General, who wished for money."
"So the purge it is?" Felix muttered.
Sylvester shook his head. "It's not that easy. We don't have the authority to do something to an Archbishop-ranked clergy and a Count level noble."
"Then? Should we call someone from the Holy Land?"
