As an NPC, having a lot of skills is quite reasonable, right?

Sylvie's eyes were very complicated.

The god behind Moen is extremely powerful, even able to suppress the god of arcane arts.

Now that she has inadvertently joined this completely unknown cult, will she suffer the same pain she experienced when she first joined the Anmi Church?

"So our church is called The Ashes? And what is the name of the God we worship? Can you tell me?"

Sylvie swallowed hard, and veins bulged on her fair neck, showing that she was a little nervous.

Hmm? The god of faith?

Moen's brain was racing, trying to figure out how to explain the situation to Sylvie, but it seemed like she already had a logically consistent explanation in her head.

Now it's easy. All we need to do is come up with a reasonable organization and we can get away with it. Come to think of it, can't we just use the knowledge we learned in school in our previous life here?

"Since you asked, I'll tell you."

Moen stood up, walked to a painting depicting the rising sun, and stood with his back to Sylvie, hands clasped behind his back.

Sylvie listened intently, afraid of missing a single word.

"Our God has no real name; you may call Him the ghost of the West or the rising sun of the East."

"Our organization doesn't require you to pray to God; all you need to do is have faith in yourself!"

Sylvie was stunned.

For thousands of years, whether it was the seven righteous gods or the occasional evil gods, the core of their doctrines was obedience and worship.

She had never heard of any church that dared to be so blasphemous as to claim that atheism was the truth, and even to elevate human beings to the same level as God!

But perhaps that's why that god's status is so high.

Then Moen threw out a series of concepts such as "equality for all," "there has never been a savior," and "red will ignite, and a single spark can start a prairie fire," leaving Sylvie overwhelmed.

The more Sylvie understood, the brighter her eyes shone.

Compared to this organization, the seven major churches are nothing but parasites on this world!

"Are there any other comrades in our organization?" This was a word that Sylvie had just learned from Moen.

The church should not be called a church, but an organization; believers should not be called believers, but comrades, meaning like-minded people.

As for something more advanced, Moen didn't say, but Sylvie believed that with her abilities, she would soon be able to stand on equal footing with Moen.

"Of course." Moen turned around, his face showing a strange firmness.

"Our comrades are all over the mainland, and some are even infiltrating the upper echelons of major churches."

"They are all working silently in the dark, contributing their own strength to this world."

To prevent Sylvie from asking any more questions that would not pass censorship, Moen quickly steered the conversation back on track.

"Let's get down to business. Are you still able to use those Anmishihui abilities you have?"

Upon hearing this, Sylvie flashed to her feet, leaving behind a lifelike illusion of ice crystals.

"There's no problem. I can even feel the divine power flowing through my body more smoothly than before."

Hearing Sylvie say that, Moen breathed a sigh of relief.

If the price of becoming a believer is losing one's previous abilities, then Sylvie's combat power will be greatly reduced.

"So, is our deal now considered complete?"

"Yes, comrade!"

Sylvie's voice rose a few octaves. She didn't know why she was doing this, but her body's instincts were driving her.

"Stop! You only need to know this name yourself. Don't say it in front of others. Just call me that normally."

"Okay, Brother Moen."

"?"

Moen asked a question.

Why are you imitating Lily?

"Because I'm going to play her, I need to practice beforehand."

Moen seemed to be thinking about it, and thought that what Sylvie said seemed to make sense.

"Could you use the Anmi Society's connections to get them sent away first?"

"No problem. Anmi has a secret smuggling route in the city that leads directly out of the city. It's very well hidden. I can arrange to send them away first."

"Besides, François isn't keeping a close watch on you. If you want to leave, you can go with them."

"No." Moen shook his head.

"Gray is one of the backbone of our organization. Have you already forgotten the spirit of never giving up that I just mentioned?"

"Brother Moen is right."

Sylvie immediately lowered her head and looked like a well-behaved girl who had been taught a lesson. Her little gesture of lowering her head and pursing her lips was exactly the same as Lily's.

"Could she have been spying on me using Lily's identity? Was it that time she wanted me to touch her head? Or her face? Or hold her hand?"

Moen was wondering if he had unwittingly fallen into Sylvie's trap, while Sylvie had already left the room and started making arrangements.

"I'll go back and inform them, so they can be mentally prepared."

When Moen returned to the manor, the atmosphere inside was still warm and inviting.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, Alvin was nestled on the sofa reading a thick magic book, and Lily was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen under Green's guidance.

"Ahem, everyone stop what you're doing." Moen clapped his hands, drawing the three people's attention.

Seeing the three pairs of puzzled eyes, Moen announced, "I have great news for you all! We're moving!"

"Moving?" Alvin looked at him with some confusion. "Why are you leaving all of a sudden? The environment here is quite nice, and you've only just settled in."

She had just begun to enjoy this leisurely life without the pressure of research progress and didn't want to move at all.

Moen had anticipated that Erwin would react this way.

"Indeed, we have only gained a foothold here."

Moen leaned closer mysteriously and said in a low voice, "But I just got definite news from an old friend."

"A [Remains of a Titan from the Age of Gods] has recently been unearthed beneath the far northern ice plains under the jurisdiction of the War Temple!"

"It's said that it contains not only lost ancient magical artifacts, but also complete star charts..."

Before Moen could finish speaking, Alvin sprang up from the sofa: "Are you serious? Titan ruins? Star charts?"

"Absolutely true." Moen said with certainty, "Exploring the ruins is the main event of this trip. If we go too late, those barbarians will ruin it."

"Then what are we waiting for!"

Alvin slammed the book shut and dashed upstairs, shouting as he ran, "Lily! Stop cooking! Pack your things! My alchemy table needs to be dismantled, Green, come help us! We're leaving tonight!"

Lily and Green naturally had no objections; for them, wherever Moen went, they would go.

"Brother Moen, are we really going on an adventure?" Lily came running over, holding a small green vegetable.

Moen knelt down, straightened Lily's collar, looked into her clear heterochromatic eyes, and said softly, "Yes, it's a big adventure."

"However, this time you should follow the guide I've arranged. I still have some finishing work to do here. Once I've taken care of those chores, I'll catch up with you soon."

"How long is 'soon'?" Lily asked, puzzled.

"Soon, um... just as quickly as when someone came knocking on my door last time, and I rushed back."