At Anna's command, the doctors among the followers rushed forward, carrying Roy toward the ship's operating room. The bloody smell in the air had yet to dissipate as Anna's gaze swept over the other followers. Although Roy wasn't cleared of suspicion, the likelihood of him being the traitor had greatly diminished.
If it wasn't him, then the traitor must be someone else. The thought that a mole was on her ship, able to spy on her thoughts at any moment, made Anna feel as if she were sitting on pins and needles. No matter who sent this person, she had to find a way to deal with them as soon as possible.
"My brothers and sisters, just now someone attempted to undermine God's servants. That person is among us. We must find them. From today onward, everyone must hand over all communication devices. Until that person is found, no one is allowed to contact the outside world!"
