Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 519 Establishment of Supervisory Department
"It's really shocking!" Perfect slapped a document on his desk, and his eyes swept over the Northern officials who were silent in front of him: "There are more than twenty evil god cult strongholds, and there are six altars among them! Three of the ten judges I sent out were seriously injured, and the judge knights lost seven steam knights!
Everyone, should you give me an explanation, how did the North hide so many monsters? Or did some of you believe in the evil cult and open the door for them to come?"

Perfectot's voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze both the body and the soul.

As for the northern officials in front of her, they were really feeling the cold at this moment, because a circle of frost was growing around their feet!

This is Perfecto using alchemy to deprive them of the heat surrounding their bodies.

She was really angry this time. If these people couldn't give her a satisfactory explanation, she would have to turn them into ice sculptures as a punishment.

Although the officials from the North had always performed well in the past, Perfecto was really annoyed by this incident.

Although she also understood that the spread of the evil cult was not so easy to prohibit, and that it was like a cockroach that would be everywhere if one was not careful, but the fact that there were so many evil cult activities in the North still made her feel like she was slapped in the face.

You have to know that the Northern Territory has only been established for three years, three years!

In just three years, the North has been infiltrated to this extent, and even an altar to the evil god has been built. How can this not make people feel shocking and angry?
This is all her hard work, her territory, her people! How can she let those evil gods harm her?
Thinking of this, Perfect became even more furious. He looked at the Northern officials in front of him and angrily asked, "Speak up! Are you all dumb?"

"My Lord! We have failed in our duty. Please punish us!" Fortunately, someone finally stood up and tried to withstand Perfectot's wrath.

Perfect took a look at the man who stood up. She had some impression of him. He was the manager of the Northern Territory's public service department. He was a very upright and capable person.

Perfect had always admired and respected him. Now that he had stepped forward to take responsibility, Perfect's anger had subsided a little. At least there were people willing to take responsibility instead of trying to shirk it.

"Really? Tell me, where did you fail in your duty?" Perfecto retracted his indifferent attitude, leaned back in his chair, and looked genuinely curious.

Facing Perfect's question, the official gritted his teeth and replied, "It was because we failed to supervise properly that the evil god sect spread in the North. We were unable to find traces of their activities in time, and we were unable to eradicate them in time. This is all our dereliction of duty."

"Not bad, at least you know where you are wrong." Perfectot praised him indifferently, and then said: "Then tell me, how should I punish you? And how do you plan to remedy this matter?
Negligence and mistakes are not terrible, but if you make the same mistake twice, then I will doubt your IQ."

"We plan to conduct a more detailed dragnet investigation in the North to thoroughly identify all the followers of the evil god cult among the people, and then hang them all!" Another official also stood up at this time, not letting the Minister of Public Services bear the firepower alone: ​​"Hang them wherever they are found! If they are found in the toilet, they must be drowned in the toilet! Only in this way can we set an example and make the people dare not believe in these messed up things!"

"It's a good thing to have ideas." Perfectcot was very satisfied with the words of the guy in front of him, but words alone are useless: "But if there is no plan and execution to match the ideas, then you'd better shut up! If you don't want your tongue, you can cut it off and feed it to Grandpa Foster with wine." Perfectcot's words made the official who stood up to share the firepower look devastated. He didn't expect that after he stood up and said a few clichés, Perfectcot threatened to cut off his tongue.

Fortunately, at this time, the police chief spoke up: “My Lord, I suggest that the North should set up a special patrol department to conduct regular inspections on the recent problems of the evil god sect.

The evil cult is omnipresent, and its behavior is strange and changeable. Although some people preach openly on the streets, more of them infiltrate into all aspects of the North through various means.

To solve this problem, we cannot rely solely on the support of the Inquisitors, as that would allow the North to be gradually influenced by the Church. We should have our own supervisory department and cannot rely on the Inquisitors of the Church every time."

"This is a good suggestion and worth considering." Perfect nodded, agreeing with the police chief's words.

The church does have a good relationship with her now, and is a natural ally in this matter, and the church's inquisitors do have unique ways of dealing with the problems of the evil cult. But there is no doubt that if the inquisitors are responsible for investigating and arresting every time something like this happens, it would be too lax.

Although the church is different from the evil cults, they are both passed down from that era. The methods used by the church to spread its teachings were not much better than those of the evil cults.

Therefore, Perfect has always been in a cooperative but also defensive state towards the church.

It is still very necessary to set up a relevant supervisory department of the North. At least they can be of help when dealing with the Church of the Evil God, so that they don't just follow whatever the church says.

Although this incident may seem insignificant, when Perfectoct and the church really part ways, this supervisory department will become very important.

Therefore, Perfect didn't continue to be angry, but asked the people in front of him how to set up this supervisory department and how to arrange the personnel and training.

In order to avoid being frozen into ice, a group of officials in the North racked their brains.

The results they produced made Perfectcot very satisfied. This guy really needed some pushing. At least now these officials were no longer so useless in Perfectcot's eyes. At least they could play their own roles while doing their own jobs well.

This made Perfect feel very relieved, so he gave them a few days to think of a solution and submit it after perfecting the plan.

(End of this chapter)