"Pasha —"
A gentle woman in purple robes sitting by the round table called out, her voice devoid of any sorrow or joy, "Is there anything urgent?"
Having a lower-level member of the organization barge into a meeting was a matter that could be trivial or significant, depending entirely on whether the given reason was reasonable.
"Hermit Eudora," Pasha respectfully addressed the one who had just called out to her, then looked around the circle, "Honorable Hermits."
"Just now, the Church of Generosity and Wisdom mobilized almost all their Investigators in Suramar... I was also dispatched."
"Hm?" Eudora straightened up slightly and asked, "What kind of incident?"
A church mobilizing all its transcendent personnel to conduct a search... this absolutely could not be a small matter.
The others present, honored as Hermits, also shifted in their seats, seemingly quite interested in this topic.
"In the Ibiza West District, at 53 Qikaodi Street, a small-scale cult gathering occurred. Many low-level transcendent items were found at the scene, along with numerous incorrectly drawn summoning arrays."
Eudora nodded as she listened, "Hmm, sounds like some bottom-tier illegal gathering."
"Yes, that's how it seemed at first. But when two of their Investigators went inside to perform a routine task, they discovered fifteen desiccated corpses with nothing left but some skin, flesh, and bones."
"To preserve evidence, an old Investigator used Spiritual Dream to record three images on the spot and drew them out using spiritual power... That Investigator is already dead; his body withered, turned into a lump of flesh, and finally exploded..."
"I was in the second batch to arrive. I found an opportunity to see those three paintings. I only took one glance, and my mind and spiritual body were already slightly corrupted."
Hearing this, Eudora stood up with some concern and walked toward Pasha: "Are you alright then... Let me check on you."
"Eudora, let her continue first." An old man sitting beside Eudora spoke up, stopping Eudora's movement.
"In the images, there was a Devotee covered in hideous gashes, faction unknown..."
"And the completely incorrect array, due to the Devotee's interference, correctly pointed to an unknown existence, and a flesh cocoon began to gestate life..."
Hearing this, nearly half of the people present opened their mouths slightly.
More than half of them had lived for at least three hundred years, yet they had never heard of a true Evil God's Devotee appearing, let alone one attempting to summon other terrifying existences.
"Then, there was a woman who... resolved all of this with a table knife... Sorry, a table knife was the only thing at the scene that could be called a weapon."
"A... a table knife?" Eudora tilted her head slightly, leaning back, completely unable to imagine the scene.
A woman, using a table knife, drove away a Devotee and disrupted a blood sacrifice summoning?
Good heavens... it was ten thousand times more absurd than a fast-paced knight novel. Even if it were a novel, the author who could write such a plot must have been kicked in the head by a donkey... No, maybe they are a donkey. It was simply incomprehensible.
"Are you sure what you're saying is true?" A Hermit completely shrouded in black robes asked.
"Later, the Church of Generosity and Wisdom will publish this matter in the papers to solicit clues about this woman. She may possess information about Evil Gods, or even Ancient Gods."
The round table immediately erupted in chaos.
"It cannot be an Evil God; there have been no gods since the Third era..."
"Are the ancient gods awakening..."
"Investigate, this matter must be investigated!"
Pasha watched as the Hermits, who were originally high and mighty, lost their composure one by one, revealing expressions of fear they would never usually show.
This suddenly made her feel a certain way — their class had dropped, compared to the Silver Crow's organization.
Even though the Hermit organization was already the strongest in Suramar.