Yes, they've fought to exhaustion, using healing to ease their fatigue so they can continue.

Facing these scoundrels, they don't want to waste a single moment from beating them up.

Because they know, if the Divine Envoy handles it, the merciful lord will definitely choose a gentle way to interrogate.

This is something they don't want to see.

These scoundrels have committed such heinous crimes, how can they continue to be treated gently?

The Divine Envoy is a civilized person, a messenger of God, with noble character.

The things he doesn't wish to do, everyone will do on his behalf.

It has to be said, this tactic is quite effective.

At least when Lette stood before these prisoners, almost all of them had miserable expressions, completely devoid of their previous arrogance.

"You..."

"I'll talk! We'll talk! We'll say everything!"

Lette gave an awkward smile: "I haven't even asked you yet."

"No matter what you ask, I'll speak! We'll all speak! Please, just make it quick for us!"

Lette glared at a few people beside him, who awkwardly smiled and stepped aside.

A few perceptive ones brought a chair and a table for Lette, then stood respectfully behind him, forming a menacing human backdrop.

"Who organized the assassination on me today?"

"It was me."

Among the captives, a big man with a full beard replied in a muffled voice.

Lette glanced at him and sneered with disdain.

Big Beard immediately felt mocked, angrily trying to stand up, but was kicked to the ground by a guard next to him.

"It was me, what are you laughing at? Why can't I be the leader?"

Lette turned to him: "Alright then, Mr. Leader. Tell me, how many people were involved in your operation, and how many groups did you divide into?

How many scouts, how many lookouts, how many were primarily assassins, how many were backup, and how many were responsible for scouting the retreat routes?

And why was it arranged this way?"

Big Beard was immediately stumped and couldn't utter a word.

Lette rolled his eyes: "With your ability, you can organize an assassination? Don't make me laugh!

If you ask me, forget about the details and planning of the entire operation.

I'm afraid that even your own role is the kind that doesn't require brains, just charging forward in battle, right?

After all, if given other tasks, it would easily cause your brain to overload and ultimately delay the big plans."

Big Beard's face turned red with anger at Lette's words, his eyes bulging with bloodshot veins.

Unfortunately, he couldn't think of anything to refute.

In fact, Lette was right; Big Beard was nominally the leader of this assassination mission.

But in reality, few followed his orders. He and his brothers were essentially cannon fodder sent to die.

The real planner probably wasn't among the captives this time.

Lette was just asking casually; he didn't expect such a low-level attack to uncover the mastermind behind it.

He simply wanted to intimidate this group, so they wouldn't try any tricks, and any ridiculous lies would be exposed on the spot.

"Do you people know each other?"

After the previous torture and Lette's strong premonition, their resistance was shattered.

"Yes, we know each other."

In the crowd, an assassin who seemed somewhat clever answered Lette's question.

"So, you're from the same organization?"

"Sort of."

The assassin glanced around: "We are a group of people gathered under the same belief. You can say we're the same organization, then we are."

Lette tapped the table with interest: "What's the name of your organization?"

"Brotherhood."

"Oh? Assassin Brotherhood?"

Lette became interested: "Coming to the Holy City to carry out an assassination, does that mean you have the Eagle's Vision?

And do you have the Leap of Faith?"

The assassins looked at each other, utterly confused.

Realizing his own lapse, Lette quickly readjusted his posture.

"Alright, let's end the chit-chat here. Tell me, based on what principle does your so-called Brotherhood gather you daredevils together?"

The assassin sneered: "No need to make it sound so grand and official, we're just a group of people who believe the world has been abandoned by God."

"Oh? You think there's no God in this world?"

"No!"

Another young woman in the crowd screamed: "Of course, there's a God in this world! At least, there was before!

It's just that now God has left us.

And those shameless thieves in the Holy Temple, they've stolen God and the Divine Authority.

They masquerade under God's name, doing sordid things.

Under the guise of collecting donations for God, it's actually to satisfy their greed.

They are stains on God, tainting the Light, filthy beings!

The purpose of our Brotherhood is to eliminate all those who taint the Light!"

"I see."

Lette was quite surprised; he didn't expect that besides the Pope and those old guys, there were others who knew that the Holy Light no longer responded to the people's calls.

For a God, this is a dereliction of duty.

But for believers, especially some fanatics, these things can't possibly be God's mistakes; it must be other parts that went wrong.

But those who slander the Light and the Divine must be eliminated!

Gradually, this belief became twisted, and this group blamed everything on the Church Court.

If the Church Court wasn't this rotten, God wouldn't have left everyone.

Thus, many attributed God's departure to the Church Court's mistake and began frenzied activities against the Church Court.

This group was actually quite contradictory; they still believed in the Holy Light, still followed the path of Light.

But on the matter of the Holy Light Sect, they maintained an astonishing consistency.

This group believed the old Church should be eradicated directly, and a new Church built on its ruins, to meet the Holy Light in a reinvented form.

If the Divine sees his loyal believers offering sacrifices and loyalty with the utmost respect, maybe he will respond to their expectations and come back to protect them.

Even if the Divine doesn't respond, it doesn't matter.

At least they would've resolved a decayed and outdated Church Court.

Even their organization already thought of a name after legalization, calling it Light New Church.

Meaning rebirth, to completely say goodbye to the past.

Of course, the ideal is rich, the reality is skinny.

This so-called Brotherhood is very small in scale.

The reason is simple: regarding the news that the Holy Light is no longer here, everyone is speculating.

And this news itself is something that cannot be falsified.

You say God is gone, how do you prove that?

God not responding means he's gone?

Maybe God just can't be bothered to respond to you?

There is no way to verify speculation, so everything is just a guess. Based solely on speculation, not many believers can be drawn in.

This small organization can only struggle on in a half-dead state.

The situation would have continued like this, until the appearance of Lette.

This renowned Divine Envoy in the Holy City these days has always been close to the powers that be.

And today's meeting further confirmed that he was about to collude with the Pope and them.

The Pope and the Three Great Bishops are hard to assassinate, this Divine Envoy about to become one of the same is the highest-ranking person this small organization can manage to assassinate.

If they could assassinate him, even if they fail! As long as they can stir up something, it'll surely awaken more people.

This group initiated this suicidal attack based on this belief.

But Lette believed the person behind them is likely an interest-aligned individual like the Pope and others.

Raising this Brotherhood for a needed time to unleash them as attack dogs.

Looking at these people being used but still counting money for others, Lette smiled helplessly.

"Lock them up, I'm going to take a nap, meet a friend, then continue the interrogation."