I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

"It's unlikely." Oden thought for a moment and then rejected it. "The reason is simple: the Church of the Decaying was not a very powerful church in my time, while the four members of the Four Horsemen were very famous at that time, and they were one of the few taboos who dared to walk in the world by their titles."

"But hey, Lu Yuan, how about we run away?"

"Huh?" Lu Yuan was a little confused. "Didn't you just say they were only related to a taboo? Why did they run away?"

“I told you, heretics always like to do some really weird things,” Oden continued. “Who knows what kind of inexplicable existence this Xiu Rong might believe in? What kind of stuff is this guy hiding? Don’t let the Knight Academy interrogate him anymore. Keep interrogating him, and maybe they’ll find out something really strange.”

"From what I just saw, I can confirm that if he really has a connection with the Xiu Rong Society, then he must have already believed in some kind of existence. If he were to be dragged out by their taboo, it would be hilarious."

"And didn't you hear that? The entity they worship is still active, not dormant. It's very active. If they actually find out about it, things won't be fun."

Lu Yuan felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

"What about the book?" Lu Yuan forcefully steered the conversation back on track. "Since we can confirm its connection to the Xiu Rong Society, we should at least know some of its records, right?"

"It's difficult," Oden sighed. "It used to be an obscure little church, but now it's become a heretical church, making it even harder to investigate. However, after so many years, you might have some new records about it here. If you really want to investigate, I recommend two books: 'Records of Northern Mysteries and Legends' and 'A Short History of the Development of the Northern Church.' If you insist on investigating, then these two books are fine."

After hearing this, Lu Yuan turned around and plunged back into the pile of books. Searching by title was much faster than searching for the contents.

Not long after, Lu Yuan actually found the two books. But after opening them, he felt a chill in his heart. The two books did contain records about the Xiu Rong Society, and mentioned it more than once. But all of them together only had one name. There was not a single word about any inscriptions.

Lu Yuan, holding the book, was momentarily stunned.

He found the name but not the inscription, so how could he reasonably hand this information to the Grand Knight Commander of Rock? Moreover, judging from this, it seems there are no clues worth looking at after handing it over.

"Don't worry." Oden perked up and reassured him, "Since these two books contain records about the Decaying Glory Society, it means they are indeed developing and are no longer the obscure little church they once were. So there will definitely be more and more of them. I'll help you look for them later. Now that it's confirmed to be the Decaying Glory Society, things will be much easier."

Just as the two were about to climb down, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

The footsteps stopped for a moment outside the door. Someone lowered their voice and said a few words to the person squatting next to the inscription. The person's hands stopped moving in unison, their expression changed, and then a few people took the lead and left in a hurry without saying goodbye. The large room was suddenly half empty.

As Lu Yuan watched the departing crowd, he recalled what Auden had just said—that they had pulled a taboo from that man. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling. Could they have really found something strange?

Meanwhile, on the snow-capped mountains and wastelands of the North, the wind howled and the snow was so heavy that it was impossible to open one's eyes. Visibility was only a few dozen steps away, and every step of boots sinking into the snow and pulling them out made a dull sound.

The Blue Knight trudged forward through the vast snow, his gaze fixed on the figure ahead, and sighed inwardly for the umpteenth time.

Brunkel.

A staunch heretic purger sent by the Empire, and also a notorious madman.

In her quest to eliminate heretics, she went to any lengths. When her father became involved with heretics, she confirmed that he had been completely corrupted. Without hesitation, she beheaded him on the spot, carried the head into the central courtroom, and threw it in front of everyone.

From that day on, the name Brunkel officially entered the central government's field of vision.

Her methods were extremely cruel, and her heart was harder than stone. She never spoke of morality or mercy, only the laws of the empire. Wherever she went, there were only corpses, limbs, and blood. At least three hundred of her own people died at her hands, if not five hundred. As for those heretics who had completely abandoned their human identity, the number of them who died at her hands was even greater.

The Blue Knight didn't really want to team up with this kind of person, but the turmoil in the North was too intense, so the Empire had no choice but to call this madman over, leaving the Blue Knight with no choice.

Of course, she wasn't saying that Brunkel did anything wrong; she simply didn't want to work with such a person. After all, the Blue Knight had seen her share of ruthless individuals. But Brunkel's pure ferocity, her ability to kill as easily as eating or drinking, and her adherence to the Imperial Code of Conduct were what made the Blue Knight a little uncomfortable. Some people clearly still had a chance, but Brunkel abandoned them without hesitation.

Of course, one thing is undeniable: Brunkel was extremely efficient.

Previously, heretics had infiltrated the refugee community. They had taken some kind of drug, and despite round after round of screening, they were unable to identify the heretics.

When Brenkel arrived, she used her own methods.

She first had deep pits dug in the ground, and threw all the suspected heretics into them in batches. The bottom of the pits was treated with a special potion that could amplify people's senses and, to some extent, obscure their vision. After being hungry for several days and unable to distinguish between night and day, she would interrogate them every now and then.

In her own words, "I don't want to torture you, but I hope you can come up with a statement or means to prove that you are not heretics."

However, on the fourth day, Brunkel's patience finally ran out. Except for two or three who could prove their identities, all the others were buried alive on the spot and the grave was filled in. All 110 refugees died on the spot. Whether they were heretics or ordinary people, they were killed and that was the end of it.

These refugees had already been screened once, but even so, according to intelligence, at least 20% of them were probably heretics.

In Brenkel's own words, there was absolutely no need for interrogation. If it weren't for the imperial regulations requiring the safety of the imperial residents, she wouldn't have even considered interrogation; she would have simply killed them. She couldn't possibly waste the empire's resources, supplies, and time to keep these useless people alive. These were her exact words.

Of course, she was also the chief executioner, and the Blue Knight had no right to interfere. So, when necessary, necessary measures would be used. The Blue Knight was also aware of this, so she pretended not to see it.