Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Ourola's expression became very complex.
Even though Dekan extended an olive branch to her, it might be from hell...
The doctrines of the Rejoice Church sounded even more bizarre than the Resurgence Church. At least the Resurgence Church seemed somewhat real.
Dekan snapped his fingers, and Cornelia quickly removed the handcuffs from Ourola, handing her a cup of warm fruit tea.
"Miss Ourola, you can take your time to think. Feel free to express any concerns you have. After all, I genuinely want you to become a member of our organization."
"According to your confession, you’ve never truly believed in the Resurgence Church's doctrine from the bottom of your heart, nor have you committed any heinous crimes."
"So, I want to give you a chance at redemption."
Dekan's tone became much more polite, making Ourola uncomfortable all over.
She didn't dare to touch that cup of tea.
Even though Dekan was gentle now, he might turn ruthless later.
"Will there be any constraints or costs to becoming a member?"
Ourola seemed to gather some courage, clenching her fists and timidly asking.
"No constraints at all, there's a base salary, and completing missions comes with additional rewards."
"For example, I can personally create cards for you, and when your contributions are enough, it's even possible for our Supreme Pontiff, who is my teacher, to create cards for you."
"In addition, we have strict standards for overtime pay and retirement benefits. We won't mistreat any of our members. The specifics..."
Dekan's words caused Ourola's eyelashes to tremble.
Was this really a cult?
So organized?
It was almost like a reputable business!
And there was even a resident top-tier card maker...
What was even more frightening was... what level of existence was the "Supreme Pontiff," who could be teaching Dekan?
Her breathing gradually became a bit rapid, and she shook her head, afraid to think further.
Even if it wasn't forced, this treatment was enough to make her heart flutter.
"Will the missions be very dangerous?"
Ourol
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Current schedule is a bit unstable. But I will try to get 5chapters/week. Been a bit difficult, having some depression issues lately.