161- Intelligence of the Secret Order

161- Intelligence of the Secret Order

"Oh?" Ravenclaw's excitement surged when she heard that an experimental subject had been brought to her.

While the dark creatures in the dungeon were sufficient for her research, one could never have too many test subjects.

What's more, judging by the looks of it, the subject Rhys brought her this time was a living, breathing, speaking creature, which made it all the more valuable.

Rhys glanced at his old friend, whom he hadn't seen in a few months, and noticed she seemed to be in good spirits. Her soul appeared clearer, and the Horcrux of Voldemort on her shoulder had grown even darker. It seemed that since regaining her sanity, she had been diligently transferring the corruption from her own soul into Voldemort's.

But why had she been lingering near the seal?

Rhys couldn't quite figure it out—was there something special about this place?

After taking Vigo, whose eyes were filled with terror, from Rhys, Ravenclaw noticed something unusual about this test subject.

"Fusing a human with fragments of a false god's corpse to allow an otherwise mediocre wizard to comprehend advanced magic... what a genius idea!"

After observing for a moment, Ravenclaw reached a conclusion and couldn't help but praise it.

In her eyes, the concept was incredibly creative.

Killing powerful enemies and then using their corpses to enhance one's own forces—if she and her companions had possessed such wisdom a thousand years ago, the situation for wizards would have been far better.

After all, there were plenty of false god corpses back then.

Thinking about it now, it seemed like a terrible waste to have used such precious materials just to make crowns and wands.

"It's called fusing with a god-corpse," Vigo corrected Ravenclaw instinctively once Rhys restored her ability to speak after bringing her into the sealed area.

"It's all the same," Ravenclaw waved dismissively, seeing no fundamental difference between their terms.

"How exactly did you fuse with the god-corpse?" Ravenclaw eagerly inquired.

Vigo slowly unveiled more of the Cult's secrets to Rhys and Ravenclaw.

Rhys described the small booklet he had received earlier to Vigo, and learned that it was a communication tool used by the lowest-level members of the organization. These lower-level members were generally referred to by the higher-ups as "ants," meaning their contributions were as insignificant as those of ants.

It took an extremely long time and sufficient contributions for someone to be promoted from an "ant" to a "trusted one," a status that couldn't compare to members like Vigo, who were born into families tied to the Organization.

Vigo explained that both she and Sagittarius inherited their god-corpse, while Capricorn had climbed up from the status of "ant." He was a prodigy, not only capable of fusing with the god-corpse but also having comprehended the "Fog" domain, which earned him one of the twelve most valuable titles in the Cult, placing him above both Vigo and Sagittarius in terms of rank.

"It seems this organization isn't as corrupt as we thought," Rhys remarked with a shrug.

The true measure of an organization's health was its ability to promote talent from within, its "blood-making" ability. In other words, the ability for internal members to climb the ranks.

From Capricorn's experience, the Secret Order wasn't entirely rotten—while members from established families had higher starting points and better conditions, anyone who could fuse with or resonate with a god-corpse was promoted immediately.

This was not unlike the dynamic between pure-blood and half-blood wizards in the magical world.

"It seems like brute force is the only method for fusing," Ravenclaw remarked, unsatisfied with Vigo's answers. The Cult didn't have a secret formula for the fusion; members simply had to try and hope for success.

"But what is their ultimate goal in doing all of this?"

"To allow the light of the gods to shine once again upon this land," Vigo responded, her face full of reverence, her tone filled with devotion.

Rhys and Ravenclaw: "..."

Both fell into silence.

"This organization cannot be allowed to continue," Rhys and Ravenclaw agreed after a moment.

"I need you to provide information about the organization—its bases, its headquarters, and everything else!" Rhys demanded of Vigo.

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