"That's right, both of them are in the ward, but why are you asking about this?"
Speaking of this, Grendel was somewhat puzzled. She thought Lance wanted to imprison them until death, or quietly kill them when things settled down.
"Release them, there are so many undead in the ruins that regular adventurers cannot defeat, isn't the church preaching all sorts of nonsense every day? Let the church come help us fight."
Lance kept the two for a reason; he needed a strong enough individual to draw the ancestor's attention. Now was the time.
"You continue, I'm going to meet those two."
Lance walked through the eerie wards of the sanatorium. Recently, many death row prisoners were held here, and among them, the Ascension Cultists had long been used up. Now, the detainees were spies and traitors.
There were also wandering bandits, pirates, and the like; all beyond saving, they were being used as waste.
