"Cultists?" Isaac raised an eyebrow. He could read between the lines; Mensa was clearly implying that Isaac had hired these so-called cultists. After all, he was a Mad Witch.
The old Isaac might not have connected the dots so quickly, but ever since learning what happened to his older brother, he couldn't help but overthink things.
Of course, there was another reason: that group of "Cultists" was Isaac's own people. Or rather, they were his Dimension Apostles.
The Dimension Apostles were Immortal and Undying, making them an incredibly useful tool. So, while Isaac had been absorbed in his research, they had been actively operating throughout the Empire, developing an intelligence network while simultaneously sabotaging the Empire.
Yes, sabotaging the Empire, not just making things difficult for Prince Norns.
