Chapter 2511: They Are Very Dirty
Next, it was time to unlock those high-ranking members of the Church of Suffering who were playing the idle game here. The members of the Church of Suffering I had released were already enough.
At this moment, the girls among them, wearing indecent clothes, had changed into the clothes I brought and were working around the statues. However, these clothes were still not very proper, and underneath them was still the binding attire. Thinking about it made them seem even more exciting.
Hildegarde had to go back to retrieve the Seal Magic Apparatus for releasing the petrification curse, and also to summon the remaining members of the Church of Suffering and those from the Plague Church to meet me.
Before Hildegarde left, I asked her about the total number of people in this region. The result was a figure that surprised me: the Church of Suffering had less than three hundred people, and with the members of the Plague Church, they barely exceeded five hundred.
“You have been developing here for over thirty years, absorbing several waves of wealthy tenants and their servants, and only now have you reached this point?” I asked in surprise.
Even Lavias, who came out to find his daughter, brought more than three hundred people. Couldn’t they even develop an average of ten followers per year?
“Well, it is indeed a bit difficult for the Church of Suffering to preach, and not everyone can accept the blessings of the Goddess of Torture. Quite a few people went mad during this time, and we could only erase their memories and let them go,” Hildegarde said sheepishly.
“In addition, our people are not static. Some Brothers and Sisters want to go out and travel, other church districts need help, and some are exposed and hunted by other churches, all of which lead to a decrease in numbers, so our scale has always been relatively small.”
So that’s how it was. However, even with so many reasons, I still felt the number was too small, not even enough to fill a factory. I had even been thinking about having cheap labor in the future.
“Alright, go and find them first before we discuss anything else. I’ll arrange things here first,” I said helplessly. So Hildegarde left quickly. They didn’t even have a car or a horse.
While Hildegarde was getting the magic apparatus, I directed the remaining members of the Church of Suffering to begin preparing the ritual for their release on each statue, which were the nodes of the manor’s great formation.
It was said that they could be forcibly released even without a release artifact. For example, Hildegarde had previously attempted to use her own blood to release the high-ranking members on the Fountain Statue in the center of the courtyard, so that she could deal with us.
However, that would cause them to break their cultivation, and their strength would be greatly diminished. It would be equivalent to someone practicing the Eastern immortal path being forced to break through during seclusion, and it could even be dangerous. It could only be used as a last resort in emergency situations.
The method to formally release the petrification seal, as Hildegarde told me, not only required the original Seal Magic Apparatus but also the carving of a ritual magic circle around the statue and the application of a petrification-releasing potion on the statue.
I could concoct that petrification-releasing potion myself. Coupled with the materials at hand, I quickly brewed a pot and distributed it to the members of the Church of Suffering, asking them to apply it to the statues.
Then, I also personally bore the cost, providing materials for them to arrange the ritual magic circle around the statues. Because the nodes needed to be reconnected for the release to be successful in one step, I also allowed them to restore a small part of the great formation’s connection.
At this time, Older Brother Jayad also arrived. He looked at the working members of the Church of Suffering and asked, “These are the members of the Church of Suffering that Parul has recruited? I feel like there are quite a few young girls among them.”
“It’s all because of their faith. But Brother, don’t get any ideas about these girls. They are very dirty and not worthy of you,” I said.
The “dirty” I mentioned was not just physical but also psychological. These girls were already depraved and engaged in extreme tastes.
Although I rarely interfered with my brother in matters of relationships, as long as he satisfied me, it was fine. However, it was better for these young girls of the Church of Suffering to be touched less, otherwise, their tastes might become more perverted.
“I know. They look beautiful, but in reality, they are… how did Parul put it? All gold and jade on the outside, but rotten on the inside. Their sanity is very dangerous, and I might need to provide mental comfort,” Older Brother Jayad said.
I could see that myself. Previously, when facing Lorna’s illusion, they had shown all sorts of shameful behavior. If they were people with normal minds and sanity, their emotions wouldn’t fluctuate so easily.
The willpower of the members of the Church of Suffering was, in a sense, very firm. After all, they were people who considered pain as a daily adjustment or even enjoyment. Being abused daily made them as steadfast as a rock when facing hardship.
But conversely, they glorified suffering, enjoyed abuse, and were submissive. This was already an extremely abnormal reaction. Normal people would at most find some joy in hardship, not find joy in hardship itself like them. Their love for pain even exceeded that of a general masochist.
The more they indulged in pain, the more their sanity slipped towards the abyss of madness. Therefore, these people had some mental issues. However, they maintained their sanity at a very dangerous tipping point through mad indulgence and catharsis.
They were mad, but not completely mad. They were only a little mad. Although their attire, behavior, hobbies, and everything else were different from ordinary people, they could at least think normally. This was probably the state that most members of the Church of Suffering were in now.
This was very dangerous. With just a slight opportunity, they would completely lose their sanity and fall into madness, like the man who had previously broken into Lavias’s annex building, running around crazily.
“Yes, Brother. Drugs are no longer effective for their condition. It will be up to you to step in. Also, their bodies are in bad shape. I need to help them with treatment as well,” I said.
With my professional doctor’s level of skill, I could see at a glance that there were not a few minor problems with their bodies. Due to excessive indulgence and chaotic private lives, almost all of them had contracted sexually transmitted diseases.
However, probably because they were allies with the Plague Church, the sexually transmitted disease viruses in their bodies were all in a long-term latent state and did not pose any danger to them.
This was quite similar to my method of treating diseases. If the Plague Goddess was truly a subordinate god of Baal, perhaps Baal had given her the divine position of plague.
The viruses were a minor problem for them. Their real problem lay in the excessive development of their bodies. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been scared to pee so easily before, which was actually because they couldn’t control themselves.
This could no longer be considered an injury, but rather a permanent change to their bodies. Life Elixir was powerless against such damage. For me, it was a very challenging subject.
