After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

"No, no, no, don't get me wrong. I don't want to do anything bad to her, but before you go, there are some things that have to be done."

"What's going on?! Huh?!"

Aize walked over slowly with his hands behind his back and a frown on his face.

"What's going on? Haha, I came here at the critical moment of the Undead siege, bringing hundreds of precious elite soldiers with me. What else could it be? Of course it's related to defending the city."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

"Come here! Capture the demon clan's spy!"

"Huh? A spy? How could there be a spy in the Pure White Saint Sect..."

"Behave yourself! Don't try to run away, come here!"

Before he finished speaking, with a loud shout from the guards, a certain voice was pulled out from the crowd by five or six tall and strong men. They held the arms and shoulders and took it directly in front of Aize without any explanation.

"Your Majesty!"

With a simple sound, the figure was pushed to the ground.

It was none other than the so-called "resistance leader" who provided assistance to Rosaline's actions - Rhett Schmien.

At this time, he was sweating profusely, his expression was extremely panicked, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't dare to look at Aize for even half a second.

Even so, the female believer still showed no sign of giving in. While holding Rosaline with one hand, she became increasingly agitated:

"What nonsense are you talking about!? Mr. Schmien is the leader of the resistance army recognized by Lady Rosalin. How could he be a spy of the demon clan?! Don't slander me!"

"...Schmien?"

Aize blinked in confusion.

But he didn't pay much attention to her, instead he turned directly to the man who was pinned to the ground and said jokingly:

"Is that your name too? How come I didn't know the famous Bill Trecker had such a name? Could it be that your demon master gave it to you?"

Bill Trecker.

The unfamiliar name made everyone in the Pure White Saint Sect look at each other in confusion, and Rosaline, who was supported by them, looked more and more painful.

Because, the moment this name appeared, she could feel that the emotions of the people around her had changed again.

From contempt for myself, it turned into anger.

Extreme anger, even surpassing the anger towards the demons.

The story of what exactly happened has to start from the afternoon a few hours ago.

Chapter 97 Proving Ground

Aize's understanding of magic theory is similar to Leah's knowledge of tactics and strategy. Although he can't be said to be a well-read person, he can at least be considered a book burner and burying scholar.

This means that when dealing with issues related to the faith network, it is basically impossible for Aize to come up with any plans based on its core operating principles.

But not understanding the essence does not mean that it is completely impossible to study. Through a series of trials and comparisons, we can understand its scope of influence and capacity limitations.

To give an example, it is like not understanding what gravity is, but knowing that apples fall downwards is enough for the time being at the application level.

However, despite this, Aize was troubled by the specific experimental design.

The state of faith in Jarlsberg is in an awkward position - it is not that pious overall, but the coverage is quite wide. Even beggars begging on the street may casually say a few words of blessing from the goddess.

The result is that the experimental environment is a mess.

If Rosaline cannot be directly arrested and put into prison and isolated for human experiments, there will be too many interference factors to draw a normal conclusion.

We can only give up temporarily.

So, it was Lilbas' turn to take the stage.

During the entire siege, although Aize ignored Rosaline's anti-jihad army, he did not completely ignore it. Instead, he arranged people to monitor their every move.

Then, he received this message:

"Members of the Pure White Saint sect dispersed and began to preach after entering the city, but they encountered repeated setbacks and received no feedback, which even severely affected their morale."

As for Lilbas's situation, Aize could only infer a little from the intelligence before.

We can roughly guess that the belief system here has suffered a severe blow, but we have no way of knowing to what extent and what the situation of the belief network here is.

Judging from this information, the Pure White Saint is most likely to fight in an away game that is the most disadvantageous for her.

Some plans that Aize had been thinking about for a long time were quickly put into practice.

So, just as the afternoon was about to begin, a few hours before the night's disturbance, he secretly summoned Lysander to his tent:

"Where are those seriously injured soldiers who were evacuated from the outer front last night and were severely contaminated by the magic of the undead?"

The tall imperial general replied respectfully:

"Reporting, according to your previous arrangements, he has been transferred to the underground cell of the city guard station. Arrangements are being made for the accompanying magician to provide treatment."

Placing the wounded in dungeons may seem inhumane, but it is a necessary measure to ensure the safety of city residents and other combatants.

In order to avoid treatment failure, when they are transformed into zombies, they cause harm to others, and the injured themselves have no objection to this.

In a sense, it can be regarded as a limited-time, small-scale return of the Royal Capital Blood Plague.

Then, Aize shook his head:

"There's been a change of plan. There's something I'd like you to personally oversee."

"Please give your orders."

"In the military camp east of the city that was originally intended for resettlement, half of the facilities will be set aside to transfer these seriously injured soldiers. Set up purification rituals and barriers, and no one is allowed to enter without permission."

Lysander was stunned for a moment:

"Lord Aize, marking out only half of the facility means a large number of civilians will soon gather there. With all due respect, some people might feel uneasy about this."

Of course Aize knew.

It can even be said that the experiment he is planning is exactly this kind of situation.

Of course, I can't say it out loud. As for matters concerning the faith network, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

Then he said seriously:

"That's why I want you to do it yourself. Select as many reliable members as possible, carry out the work in secrecy, and absolutely don't let anyone else notice. Construction of the resettlement center should be temporarily halted, and this should be the top priority. Once the arrangements I mentioned are complete, then we can move on to other matters."

After saying that, he thought for a moment and added:

"Although I can't go into too much detail, you must know that this matter is even more important than defending against the attack of the Undead Army, so please."

"Don't worry, I'll do it myself."

"Also, no one participating in this operation can be a member of the Church of the Supreme God."

Aize added this lightly.

Lysander, confused by this request, showed a very strange expression:

"Lord Aize, there are no followers of the Supreme God Church within the Royal Guard. If you are here to guard against the church, you should not be worried."

The direct territory of the Church of the Supreme God is only the Holy City, but its influence has spread across the continent with its rapid development in recent years. It can be said that wherever the faith reaches is an extension of its territory.

The high-level combat forces it possesses, including brave warriors and holy war knights, as well as the technological monopoly on the production of enchanted equipment and consecrated items, have made it a human power on par with the empire.

Since they are on the same side, they must of course be on guard against each other. The complete de-beliefization of the Royal Guards is the most important part of this defense.

After all, if the empire and the church fell out one day, the royal family would definitely not want a big man to suddenly jump out from the guards waiting for them to eat, shouting slogans like "Supreme Gods above" and directly challenge them to an extreme one-on-one exchange.

That wouldn't be a pretty sight.

These de-faithization measures are sufficient to deal with church infiltration at the political game level.

But facing Rosaline and the big net behind her, it’s hard to say.

The specific interference capabilities of the Rosalin Faith Network are unknown. What is currently known is that the extent of its influence is proportional to the firmness of faith.

But this is only at the level of interference.

Whether her ability to gather intelligence through the faith network is similarly limited is hard to say.

Therefore, it is necessary to further and more effectively isolate this impact.

"No, that's not enough."

Aize shook his head.

"You will personally select the personnel. Anyone within three generations of relatives who believe in the Church of the Supreme God, anyone who mentions keywords like 'prayer' or 'Goddess' under any circumstances—whether angry or swearing or drunk—and anyone who has any interaction with the church or its members beyond a nod and a hello must be excluded from this operation."

If possible, Aize really wanted to take out all the documents such as the action records, past experiences and nine-generation family tree of these guys for at least one year and review them personally.

It's a pity that it can't be done.

This is all we can do for now.

"……ha?"

This extremely exaggerated review standard made the knowledgeable and calm Lysander stunned and confused, with his mouth open, not knowing what to say.

Of course, professionalism ultimately prevailed.

"Got it... Got it. I'll do it right away."

With an unprecedented look of hesitation, which he had never shown even when facing the Flame Demon Lord, the tall man turned and walked out of the tent.

Villian came over and said:

"What? Are you trying to find a way to target that woman?"

"To say I'm targeting her isn't quite right. I'm testing the limits of her abilities to facilitate future actions. Speaking of which, Weir, do you know how to use psychic techniques?"

"Yes, didn't I say that before? What's wrong?"

"I'm going to find a group of civilians now. Can you use a mental technique to make them think they've done something they haven't done?"

"Um……"

Villian held her chin, thought briefly, and nodded.

"Of course, it's possible, but this kind of suggestion... is either not strong enough and easily broken, or too strong and will affect the person's mental state. Others will be able to see the problem at a glance. Is this okay?"

Psychiatric techniques include brainwashing, suggestion, mind reading, and even direct mental control.

These gadgets look wonderful, but they are extremely inconvenient in actual use.

The reason is simple. In this world, the magic power of humans is linked to their consciousness. Trying to interfere with consciousness directly is extremely difficult, and it is almost impossible not to cause additional impacts.

It's like a craniotomy.

Leaving traces that can be easily detected by a simple surgical examination is considered mild. In severe cases, the patient may even become "behaviorally abnormal" and become mentally retarded.

Therefore, the most commonly used mental techniques are actually the lower-level techniques that cause feelings of fear or dread, which are used to disrupt morale.

But this time is different.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if others can see the difference. As long as the person involved feels it's true, then there's no problem. Of course, be a little careful when you do it. I don't want to make innocent people stupid."

Miss Witch shrugged:

"Who do you think I am? Of course, there's no need to worry about that...but what do you want to do?"

"I want to test the so-called faith network's ability to identify and process intelligence."

The intelligence gathering capabilities of the faith network have truly reached the level of ignoring time and space, and being silent and omnipresent.

Its functions are so powerful that it is enough to make Aize drool.

But analytical skills are another matter entirely.

In Aize's personal intelligence work, what he worries about most is not the lack of intelligence, but how to remove useless and even man-made false content from the huge mountain of information and extract the useful parts.

This step is even more technical than the act of collecting itself.

As for Rosaline's ability in this area... although her performance is not as brilliant as Leah's, in terms of the details, it should be similar.

In this case, how she handles the massive amount of information brought by the faith network without being overwhelmed is a very interesting topic.

This is still a matter of fact.

In fact, even if she used a cheat to improve her intelligence processing ability to the same level as Aize - or even several times that of Aize, it would be meaningless.

Even a supercomputer would not be able to process that amount of information.