Having been the Archbishop of the Holy Light for so many years, Merlin had seen his fair share of fanatics, but this was the first time he had encountered madness to such an extent.
Listening to each recorded statement, laden with genuine and fervent emotion, one couldn't help but feel nauseated. Such outrageous behavior could only be achieved through the heavy brainwashing of staunch belief.
It seemed the border girl group was indeed not to be underestimated.
Merlin fell into contemplation.
An Su, that youngster, had already captured the three undercover agents and presented them before him as agreed,
If three mice are found in a room, then there are certainly more than three, and it's very likely the room is thoroughly infiltrated.
The situation could develop in a more serious direction.
As the head of the Radiant, Merlin could no longer pretend not to see,
