So I'm a sheep.

'Declare possession of those islands and name them the Brendo Islands.'

'A branch of the Church of Glory must be established on each island, and immigration should begin in batches!'

Upon hearing this, Pound also vaguely grasped something.

The goddess's pessimism sent a chill down the Grand Duke's spine. He said in a hoarse voice, "My lord, even if we disregard public opinion and forcibly relocate them, those islands can only accommodate five to six thousand people at most."

"This quantity seems, seems a bit too little."

'No problem, I'll work on increasing the size of the islands, and even make the underwater islands float again.'

'Relocating 30,000 to 40,000 people shouldn't be a problem. Hmm, in that case, everyone on the island must be a devout believer!'

"Your will!"

"We're prepared for both scenarios: we'll suppress the corrupt elements within the principality, and we'll also transform the islands into habitable areas."

'Go, Pound, time waits for no one.'

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The great guardian deity issued a divine decree to bring out all the fallen within the duchy, and in coordination with the Church of Glory, all the knights of the Duchy of Brundo were mobilized!

Various stringent censorship systems were ruthlessly implemented. You wouldn't know until you investigated, and when you did, Grand Duke Pound was utterly terrified.

When did my country get so many suspicious people of unknown origin?

When did all sorts of underground organizations spring up like mushrooms after rain?

When did so many high-ranking church officials become corrupt?!

Without delay, Archduke Pound quickly conveyed these serious circumstances to the guardian deity in prayer.

"..."

"Is Brendo being targeted?"

“That makes sense, after all, Saya is a new god and only has weak divine power.”

Sasha's face turned cold. The situation in the Duchy of Brundo was now extremely serious, and drastic measures were needed!

"what!"

A startled cry caused Archduke Pound, who was praying devoutly, to open his eyes in displeasure.

"Priscilla, how can you behave so disrespectfully before the statue of our Lord?"

Without bothering to explain, the archbishop immediately fell to the ground.

"My Lord, please calm your anger! The fallen will be burned by fire and nailed to the pillar of shame of the church forever!"

Pound was startled. He quickly looked at the statue and found that the goddess statue, which had originally had a gentle expression, was now looking angry!

"My lord, my lord!"

The Grand Duke also prostrated himself on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, trembling all over, unable to utter a single word.

At that moment, all the priests of the Church of Glory felt a divine power.

The goddess examined their hearts, and all the clergy with a tendency toward corruption were turned into torches!

In an instant, the Church of Glory lost 30% of its priests.

This is undoubtedly a major blow to a church with a relatively short history.

"You must remember your responsibility to protect."

"We must not be complacent, nor can we take chances."

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They are ruthless domestically, let alone internationally.

Whether they are the younger brother of a count in an inland kingdom or a disciple of a legendary figure, anyone with evidence of their involvement in cult activities will be executed without mercy!

The controversy even affected Pound's relatives, with one of his nephews being reported for having weak faith in the patron saint of Brundo.

After several priests verified that he was a false believer, Pound stripped him of his noble status without hesitation and exiled him to another country.

The fierce reaction of the guardian deity of Brundo drew the attention of all the gods. Some princes were indifferent, while others imitated him.

'If Brundo can be infiltrated, so too can my kingdom be infiltrated by demons.'

'As fellow beings of weak divine power, Princess Saya's caution is something I should learn from.'

"Saya, your actions no longer resemble those of a forgiving guardian deity!"

Looking at the angry visitor, Sasha said helplessly, "Your Highness Edas, I thought you would understand me."

Volume 1: Chapter 517 The Pioneers

"I can't understand it, Saya. Even the most tyrannical prince wouldn't personally kill nearly a third of the priests in his own church!"

“He is a fallen priest,” Sasha emphasized.

"Have they all fallen? No, they haven't!"

"They will most likely fall into depravity in the future. Of course, you might say, why not wait until they have truly fallen into depravity before punishing them, right?"

Sasha shook her head: "I'd like to do that too, but unfortunately I don't have the means to do it."

"The Duchy of Brundo is rife with undercurrents. If we don't eliminate all the hidden dangers in a short time, the situation will become uncontrollable once the crisis fully erupts!"

“The turbulent Brendo will become a paradise for demons, and I must not allow such a future to come to pass.”

"But, but you are the guardian deity, Saya."

Edas still looked incredulous: "Isn't the guardian deity of Brundor supposed to protect the smiles of the people of Brundor forever? Open your eyes and look, Shaya! Your lambs are trembling with fear because of your wrong decision!"

"..."

“Dear Edas, I never knew you had such a naive side,” Sasha said with a strange expression.

"I've always been like this!"

The goddess of water and peace said disappointedly, "Saya, when you said you would never invade, I thought we were the same kind of gods."

"But now I realize I was wrong; I never really knew you."

The two goddesses parted on bad terms; Edas was genuinely angry, while Sasha didn't seem to feel much.

after all......

'I'm here to prevent the birth of a Demon King's prospective ruler; making friends can wait.'

Shaking her head, Sasha turned her gaze back to the material world.

After a thorough cleanup, all the nails the demons had planted in Brendor were pulled out, so they could no longer target Brendor.

However, the Duchy of Brundo's 'intense' behavior also greatly alarmed and isolated its neighboring countries, forming a situation that arose unnoticed.

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The port has been rebuilt, but the bustling scene of the past has never returned.

One of the soldiers on patrol looked out over the harbor and couldn't help but sigh: "When the big ships can finally set sail, the taverns around here will probably be able to reopen."

"What's wrong, getting hungry?" a soldier beside him teased.

"No, that's not it. My cousin borrowed money from me to open a tavern. I thought business would be pretty good, but it turned out like this."

"Haha, so it turns out they can't get the money they lent out back!"

"Ugh"

His companions around him burst into laughter, but the patrolman wasn't angry.

He simply prayed silently to the great guardian deity, hoping that the port would flourish again.

"After I get the money back, I still need to build a house and get married."

'I hope my cousin will pay me back with interest as soon as possible...wait, what?'

"Stop laughing! I think I see a squad of guardian knights heading this way!"

"what?"

"Ah, it really is!"

The patrolmen immediately adopted a posture of being loyal to their duty, their eyes sharp and their backs ramrod straight.

They were all in high spirits, as if they were hunting down a serious criminal.

The guardian knights quickly arrived at the port, and the lead knight produced a grand ducal warrant stamped with the official seal.

"Which one is the captain?"

"I'm!"

After carefully examining the warrant, the captain bowed respectfully to the knight before him.

"Yes, sir! Team Six will cooperate fully!"

"Very good. The main force will arrive this afternoon. You will be responsible for moving some of the goods and dispersing the onlookers."

"learn"

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'The big ship has really started moving!'

As the patrolmen laboriously carried the packed farm tools into the cargo hold at the bottom of the ship, they muttered to themselves.

'But why are so many people getting on the ship? And what I'm carrying isn't even any local specialty.'

'Could it be...? No, no, no, that's impossible. These people don't seem to be forced.'

The patrolmen were very puzzled, but the guardian knights offered no explanation whatsoever.

In a somewhat oppressive atmosphere, all the goods and the carefully selected devout believers were loaded onto the ship.

Several captains ran down to ask when they would depart, but the knights replied that they should wait a little longer.

Well, let's just wait. Anyway, we're paid to do our job, so we'll just get them to those islands.

'Could these people have been exiled?'