In the name of the true god

Chapter 107 The Seventh Meeting

Saturday night was quiet.

Jude and Allen, who were rotated to the regular second prison ward, were still assigned to guard the watchtower.

Thinking about the upcoming rescue, even if the plan wasn't perfect, Allen finally released the emotions he had suppressed for three years.

He paced back and forth excitedly on the watchtower, gun in hand, constantly rehearsing the scene in his mind.

Including the three newly arrested, the number of implicated wizards and resonance sorcerers imprisoned in the capital's heavy prison has reached forty-two.

If there's still enough time, it's not necessarily the case that we'll start on Saturday.

Wait until Thursday or Friday —

Secretly send them more supplies to restore their strength as much as possible.

Two priests were poisoned.

Connor avoids battle —

Facing the remaining four priests and hundreds of armed prison guards, there should still be some chance, right?

Even if only twenty or ten manage to escape, it will be a tremendous victory!

"A cold wind blows."

Jude, wearing a thick coat, huddled in a corner, looking somewhat drowsy.

In about a day, it will be my seventh meeting with Edmund.

But recently he has been so busy that he is completely overwhelmed. He hasn't even memorized the booklet that records information about major prisons in the southeastern part of the Republic of Verea from 29 years ago.

No.

It's the last day.

By tomorrow night, I absolutely must memorize all the content of the cult in November 419!

This was the first time Edmund had asked Jude for help, and Jude, having received so much kindness from Edmund, didn't want to let him down at this crucial moment.

October 4, 448 AD (Sunday) in the Christian calendar.

At 7:30 a.m., Connor approached Jude, who had finished his shift, and told him that the "heretics" would not be moving for the time being.

Jude said he had already learned the inside story from Melanie yesterday, and then subtly reminded Connor that the rescue operation could begin at any time once he and Allen were rotated to the Heretic Block.

"You need to prepare early to avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion," Jude earnestly instructed Connor.

This was the first time Jude had given him such a reminder, and Connor smiled with satisfaction: "I understand."

Jude nodded slightly: "By the way, what are your plans regarding Mr. Steele?"

"I want to wait until my time in prison is over before making a decision."

"Mr. Steele agreed?"

He will agree.

""

"Okay." Jude recalled Steele's betrayal of the heretic who saved Connor years ago. "Speaking of which—brother, do you hate Mr. Steele?"

"I don't hate him. To be precise, I was a little disappointed in him at the time." Since breaking down the barrier with Jude, Connor no longer minded talking about his private affairs with Steele. "But rationally speaking, everyone is instilled with the same idea. Things are wrong, but the fault doesn't lie with him."

Jude and Connor's emotional journeys are quite similar.

Having just heard Steele recount that little-known past, he was puzzled and angry, and his impression of Steele changed drastically.

But after you calm down, try to put yourself in their shoes.

Putting aside his noble status, Steele was just an ordinary person. The fear of "heretics" among ordinary people had lasted for over four hundred years. When time has been long enough, this fear has penetrated to the bone, and it is not so easy to overturn.

It's fortunate to have someone as grateful as Connor.

Making the same choice as Steele is actually not something to be criticized.

The church's relentless preaching was the root cause of the tragedy; those caught in the vortex should not be hostile to one another.

If they are ostracized or hostile by the people, they turn their anger towards the people.

Wizards and resonators will never be able to live openly in the sunlight.

After parting ways with Connor, Jude returned home and fed the little golden retriever and Siamese kitten some diced ham and goat milk. Then he focused on memorizing the contents of the booklet.

at last.

After compressing his sleep time to four hours, Jude managed to memorize most of the contents of the booklet before going to work.

As for the rest, they all occurred after December of the year 419 in the Divine Calendar.

It won't make any difference if I relay it to Edmund at our next meeting.

7:15 PM.

Jude, carrying the Möbius Ring and the book, returned to the capital's heavy prison and, as usual, stood guard on the same watchtower as Allen.

Allen's excitement grew stronger, and he couldn't help but discuss with Jude how they, if they were in their shoes, would manage to break through the two walls and regain their freedom after escaping the special prison building: "—If we can stop the armed guards on the first floor from sounding the alarm, they should have a chance to sneak out and reach the vicinity of the administration building before being discovered. The later they are discovered, the better, the later they are discovered, the better—"

"Remember, no matter what happens, you have to get out first. Don't try to be brave." Jude patted Allen on the shoulder, afraid that Allen might end up in prison and suffer some misfortune.

"I understand," Allen replied absentmindedly. "Wait, do you think if we broke a searchlight beforehand, we could give them some cover? I don't think so—the prison is too efficient; the searchlight will be fixed in no time—sigh—"

Seeing that Allen was completely absorbed in the rescue, Jude had no choice but to sit down against the railing and quietly wait for the mysterious space to open.

Greystone Prison, Joseph County, with 170 guards on duty in three shifts daily, holding five to ten "heretics" each month, and promptly escorting them to the Holy Church of Fire, seven kilometers away at the end of the month.

The Demans Prison, located deep within the Blackridge Mountains, is a complex environment overseen by several priests of the Holy Church of Fire, and regularly receives supplies transported from nearby towns.

Elliott City Heavy Jail, one of the largest prisons in southeastern Viria, holds an unknown number of heretics.

He silently recited the contents of the booklet in his mind while reaching out to grab the booklet hidden in his inner pocket.

Hopefully, the booklet can be taken into the mysterious space without affecting its readability.

Although some of the content was memorized in vain, it will save a lot of trouble in the future, as you won't have to spend a lot of time memorizing booklets.

After Jude finished praying, he continued to silently repeat the prayer.

Quiran Summers, Mia Castillo, Ronald Carter—

Miners, teachers, illegal immigrants —

Second-tier Resonance Sorcerer, Third-tier Entanglement Wizard, First-tier Resonance Sorcerer —

Time slowly passed from November 4th to the early morning of November 5th.

Allen leaned on the railing with both hands, staring intently at the special prison building.

Jude hid in the back corner, quietly put the Möbius strip ring on the index finger of his left hand, and looked at his watch.

2:26 AM.

2:27 a.m.

2:28 a.m.

When the time came, his gaze suddenly shifted, and his consciousness, as usual, was pulled into a mysterious space.