Chapter 526. The Church of Pain
"Sneak attack? Assassin? What kind of person would hire assassins and make them work as guards? Also, why does it feel like they're not normal people? Not a single person is behaving normally. They look more like crazy cultists.
I hope this isn't another psychopath trying to summon demons or something," Myne mutters, rubbing his forehead before opening a portal and appearing in the middle of a forest in a random location northeast of the Augusta Kingdom.
Myne glanced at the black curse arrow on the back of his head, which pointed toward the small town ahead of him, nestled beneath a towering cliff. He took a deep breath and walked forward, with each step his appearance slowly faded and by the time he emerged from the forest, he had turned completely invisible.
The town was quite small, resembling more of a bandit lair established on the ruin of the town destroyed by monsters' attack and later repaired. The town wall was very new-looking, and there were still signs of ongoing construction.
Despite it being very early in the morning and the sky was pitch black, the town was bustling with activity. Many people were seen working and walking about, but what was strange was that most were either wearing black robes that concealed their entire bodies or were people with tattered clothes and thin bodies, wearing dog collar-like things around their necks.
The guards were clad in full-body black armour, patrolling every corner of the town. Many guards were seen holding fire torches, raiding horses, and wandering around the town, ensuring that not even a fly could come near it.
But the most conspicuous thing was the 5-meter-tall iron door in the cliff, which seemed to lead into a cave. Nearly 50 guards were guarding it as if something significant was happening inside.
Myne, invisible and much stronger than any guard present in the town, walked as if in his own house, casually strolling toward the town. No one noticed him at all, and with the same ease, he entered the town.
"What the hell is going on here? And what are those people doing?" Myne, head filled with question marks, felt like he had stepped into another world. He looked at hundreds of slaves tirelessly carved unknown symbols into the ground, which had a thick layer of stone on it.
Looking at their weird behaviour, which is giving people a feeling of a big conspiracy, Myne couldn't help but scratch his head and walk into a nearby house. Although he called it a house, it was more of a hut with only one room, made of stone, which slightly increased its rank.
He knocked on the door, and after a minute or so, a very thin-looking woman with a tired face, and dim eyes, as if she hadn't eaten in days, wearing tattered clothes and carrying a few-month-old child in her arms, opened the door.
The woman looked around confusedly, and walked out of the house, but found no one nearby. She wondered if she had hallucinated the knocking, walked back inside, and closed the door. Just as she turned around, she saw a young man looking at her with a smile and snapping his fingers. Everything before her turned black, and she lost consciousness, entering a hypnotic state.
"What is your name?" Myne asked, looking around the house. This was definitely the smallest house he had ever seen. At least he had never seen five people living in a single-room house that wasn't as big as his living room.
"Luna," the woman replied drowsily, without any emotion.
"What is going on with this town, Luna? Tell me everything you know about it, especially who owns this place," Myne asked, confirming that the other party was fully under his control. He throws some sleeping magic shots on the woman's husband and two young boys, around 6 and 4 years old, sleeping on the ground, so they won't suddenly wake up and mess everything up.
"I don't know much about it. We were bought here two months ago from the slave market. After coming here, we've been building the wall and don't have permission to communicate with anyone else," Luna answered.
Huh? So strict? It seems the owner of this place is very cautious and doesn't want any accidents... I've found those black-robed guys. They must know something, at least they surely have more information than a slave, Myne thought, rubbing his chin. He then ordered Luna to go back to sleep before walking out of the house.
of course, seeing the family's poor condition, the kind-hearted Myne didn't forget to leave some food for them. As for money, let's not talk about whether they could even use it. Considering the level of strictness the town owner has on his slaves, it would be a miracle if they didn't get hanged for having money they shouldn't have.
Walking out of the house, Myne walked down the street, avoiding the guards and slaves working tirelessly. Of course, it wasn't because they wanted to see their master rise and become rich; it was because every time they stopped, the guards, who also played the role of part-time villains, whipped them harshly. Fear and pain are very powerful weapons to make people work to their full potential.
Myne wandered around for a few minutes before finding his target, who had gone into an alley to relieve himself. Without giving the other party a chance to open his pants, Myne quickly lowered the man's hood. Before the man could understand what was happening, Myne had already hypnotized him.
"Your name?" Myne began with the usual question. While glancing at the man's appraisal results, nothing seemed noteworthy, except that his level was quite high.
[ Name: Hamir
Level: 72
Race: Hume
Gender: Male
Age: 34 Years Old
Occupation: Random Member of The Church of Pain
Title: None
Status: Happy, Excited, Horny
Skills:
Dagger (Medium)
Leg Strength Enhancement (Small)
??? ]
"Hamir."
"Tell me about your skills," Myne said, his expression confused upon seeing a question mark on Hamir's status. Despite the man being a seemingly random weakling, Myne couldn't help but frown.
"They are Dagger, Leg Strength Enhancement, and Pain Recovery," replied Hamir, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and a slightly overweight body, speaking in a dazed tone.
"Huh? So the third skill is Pain Recovery? Quickly, tell me everything about this Pain Recovery, especially where you got it from. I don't think you got it from awakening, right?" Myne asked excitedly. After all, it was the first time he encountered such a situation. Previously, if he saw question marks on someone's status, he had no chance to investigate.
After all, he couldn't hypnotize big shots like Fenrir, Zarathunathis, or Drakthor, right? Well, Drakthor might still be within range, but that bastard disappeared too soon and had too many hidden tricks, so Myne wasn't willing to mess with him just for curiosity. But now that he finally had a good scapegoat to experiment with and dig deeper into this matter, naturally, Myne would be pleased.
"The Pain Recovery skill was bestowed upon me by the Mother Goddess of Pain and Blood after I became her true child and truly embraced her from my heart and soul. With this skill, the more pain I suffer, the faster my injuries recover. Even if I make my enemies suffer pain, I still recover my injuries or magic energy.
It's just a basic skill that every church member receives when they officially join the church," Hamir explained. Although still under the effect of the hypnosis skill, the way he spoke was no different from a crazy cultist giving a basic introduction of their god or goddess to fool people into joining them.
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"What kind of nonsense is this? Can you really get such a powerful healing skill just by joining a random creepy church? And if that's just a basic skill, then what about the advanced ones?
Wouldn't those be literally cheat-level skills like Unique Magic?" Myne wondered, feeling even more eager to find June and quickly get out of this weird town before he got caught in another big mess like the previous one, which still hadn't settled down.
All the divine beasts were crazily searching for Zarathunathis and Jormungandr's whereabouts, and if something happened like last time, he might not be able to call them for help.
Next, Myne asked everything he could about the Church of Pain, but sadly, this guy had only recently been fooled into joining it, so he didn't know much. The only thing he knew was that after becoming an official member, he was brought to the entrance of a cave behind the town, under the cliff.
When the door opened, he lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, he was standing atop a sea of blood with a dark red sky above him. It was clearly a dream, but he remembered every single detail. When he woke up from that strange dream, he was already thrown out of the mysterious cave, and the door was tightly sealed again.
After asking a few more questions and confirming that this idiot didn't know anything important, Myne inquired about his superior and then instructed him to go back to work and forget about their conversation. Hamir, still under the hypnosis effect, did as he was told and walked away, leaving Myne behind to figure out his next course of action.