Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 940 - 202: Your Choice

Veronica cut open another tumor in the same manner. When another head rolled to her feet, her heart had already grown numb.

All the clues pointed to Carlo.

He was the one she originally trusted and relied upon the most, ever since her first day at the Church Court.

Carlo had chosen her from the vast sea of people, trained her, entrusted her with important tasks, and even sent her to study at the Truth Society…

The reason she could think as she did today was due to Carlo's cultivation. Yet, at this moment, every reasoning skill Veronica had told her it was Carlo who murdered Yayouma's attendant. If this incident were to be revealed, the religious alliance in the Far West would collapse.

Unlike the Empire's complex and diverse operational system, the rule over the Far West relied on unyielding faith. If a crack were to appear, let alone going to war with the Empire, even different sects would first fall into internal strife.

This place would return overnight to the day Julius's death news arrived.

There was also a huge divide among the sect leaders, apart from the faction represented by Carlo, determined to resist to the end. A considerable number of small and medium sect leaders believed this was an opportunity to re-establish an alliance with the Empire, suggesting perhaps the series of religious reforms implemented by the Empire was the future development trend.

At first glance, the status of the Life Divine Teachings in the Empire seemed to plummet, but as priests and the medical system merged, faith instead integrated into the daily lives of ordinary residents, allowing clergy to escape the extreme deification or demonization.

After that, the number of young people in major imperial cities committed to joining the Life Divine Teachings actually increased.

Of course, any rhetoric unfavourable to Carlo's rule was erased.

Veronica knew Carlo had established a new department within the Church Court, dedicated to guiding the direction of rhetoric. Besides prohibiting unfavorable speeches from spreading in the Far West, they also liaised with municipal halls in various cities, arresting people spreading inappropriate speech and then uniformly escorting them back to the Holy City.

As for where those people ended up, even Veronica didn't know.

As a Judge, she only knew those people were sent batch after batch to this city, only to vanish without a trace.

Veronica clenched her fists; in truth, she should have realized all these things long ago.

Next, only one final question remained.

Should she expose Carlo?

Veronica stared at the mucus on the ground and the highly decomposed human remains within, lost in thought.

The painful moans had long since stopped, and the emotions stirred by murmurs had returned to calm.

Only two people died here, and perhaps their deaths stemmed from some agreement reached between Carlo and Yayouma, for some greater interest…

As long as she wished, without meeting Carlo, Veronica could find plenty of reasons to exonerate him.

Such questioning had surfaced a few times, yet when Carlo clasped her hands tightly and gazed at her with sincere, profound eyes, telling her that sacrifices were inevitable on the path to redemption. Carlo even promised her that when the day of redemption arrived, he would willingly confess his wrongdoings and accept judgment.

Thus, at that time, Veronica chose to believe.

She believed not just in Carlo but also that they were walking the right path.

Now, could she still continue to believe?

Should she simply continue to believe until the war with the Empire was over?

If so, she could now help Carlo clean up the aftermath—only two people died here. She could ignite a fire, burn the remains to ashes, and then use cleaning spells to clear the floor, ensuring no one finds these two people. After all, the cathedral rumors had been quiet for some time; no one would keep paying attention to the whereabouts of two attendants from other sects.

Once the rumors died down, she could allow that special department to spread some rumors, claiming someone witnessed the two attendants leaving the Holy City; they might have long returned to the mountains where the Spirit Communication Sect was located.

As for this "laboratory" existing beneath the Crown of Dawn Cathedral, she could burn it down with a fire or pin the crime on some "Evil God's Follower" unconnected to them. She had been sent to study in the Empire, where Julius arranged for a tutor to demonstrate the entire process, including subsequent rhetoric guidance.

Veronica, why continue to pursue this?

A voice resonated from the depths of her heart, echoing in her mind endlessly: 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Everyone knows you were promoted by Carlo, do you really think exposing Carlo would let them spare you?

Think carefully, Carlo's downfall won't benefit you in any way.

You've clearly been to the Empire, seen the situation there; it's no different from here.

The world has always been this way; even exposing Carlo won't bring any change.

In that case, why not choose a much easier path for yourself?

Don't forget, Carlo promised you he would atone one day, and before the day of redemption comes, all you need to do is wait.

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What Veronica didn't know was that there were also several pairs of eyes watching everything happening here.

"I never thought you could even find Carlo's secret base."

Lindong marveled, feeling Ethan was becoming more and more capable.