Cultural Invasion In Different World

Chapter 122: leave

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This motherfucker is the legendary Inquisition of Heresy? The legendary executioners who could send any heretic to the execution stand

This is complete nonsense!

Although Messia's inner thoughts were not so violent at this time, it was actually not that far off.

Seeing that one of the people from the Inquisition of Heresy lost control, she stood up desperately and asked the elf to sing again.

Messiah began to seriously doubt the ability of the rumored Inquisition of Heresy, perhaps not even a Crusader recruit.

They made one of the worst mistakes in the Hearthstone Tavern, that is, they dared to make trouble in the Tavern without being dirty to death by a priest in a Hearthstone game!

This tavern called Hearthstone is not like any tavern in the world, it is filled with a bunch of nameless gangsters, or some despicable thieves.

Since the World Exposition, Hearthstone Tavern has almost attracted people from all walks of life in Nolan to visit, and many people who have been attracted by the legend of Hearthstone have stayed and become regulars.

Among the few card friends that Misai knew, many were tutors of Nolan Advanced Magic Academy... and well-known great magicians from various schools of magic.

If the church dares to cause trouble in this tavern, it is destined to provoke the dissatisfaction of people from all walks of life in Nolan.

Messi wanted to stand up and stop it, but I saw that the spellcasters in the tavern took out their magic wands one after another, and several dwarves who went to the tavern to fish during the day took up the bench more directly.

The irrational member of the Inquisition of Heresy finally calmed down a little after feeling the strange magic fluctuations in the entire tavern.

"Chatta calm down!"

The other two members of the Heresy Tribunal were still able to maintain their sanity. Among them, the presiding judge said to his subordinates using a special means of spiritual communication.

"Can't... kill them? The voice of the saint, did you hear it? The presiding judge... is the song of the saint, as long as she is willing to sing for a while, those... damn voices can roll out of my mind. Go out! Just a little while longer!"

The man named Chatta sounded illogical, and the presiding judge realized the deterioration of the situation.

"That's not the song of the Holy Maiden, it's just a song sung by an unknown elf. He can't help you drive away the sins you committed in the past. You can only conquer it by yourself before returning to the Holy City, Chatta. My child, don't commit any more gratuitous sins, the others in the tavern are innocent, let's go back to church first."

The presiding judge was persuading the out-of-control judge, and he could understand the reason why the judge named Chatta was out of control.

Because he also almost relied on the elf's singing to drive all the crazy whispers out of his mind, but the singing ended too quickly, and it was almost too soon to let him feel the peace for a while.

This disparity is always unbearable.

"Innocent? I don't think anyone is innocent! Those who are with the devil are guilty."

"Damn! Chatta! This tavern is not a place where those mice gather. There are at least three great magicians with the seventh rank!! There is also a Chaos Demon!"

The other inquisitor couldn't bear it anymore. The original target of a Chaos Demon was dangerous enough, and with a group of great magicians, even if their manpower was doubled, they couldn't handle it.

Not to mention it's not an assassination now!

He rushed up and controlled the irrational guy. He had completely disregarded his identity and exposed himself. Anyway, the appearance they are using now is not their own appearance.

So they took the out-of-control Inquisitor by brutal means.

"Thank you for your help, Groner, a free glass of rye wine for everyone, and a glass of sweet wort for Mr. Spellcaster who doesn't drink!"

After the three left... Joshua bowed slightly to all the casters who stood up to maintain order in the Hearthstone Tavern, and then said loudly to a servant in the tavern.

"No, no, boss, we don't want free drinks, let's get a free card pack." A dwarf who had just sat down shouted.

Joshua shook his head with a smile and didn't express it. Fortunately, these dwarves were just joking, and after they finished speaking, they continued their unfinished Hearthstone game.

The casters discussed a few words with each other, and then took their seats again.

And Joshua came directly to Messi and sat down, looking at the lady knight with a very complicated expression on her face.

"Miss Messi... Can you tell me a little bit, what does the three have to do with you... or the Crusaders?"

Under the unconscious reminder of Messi, Joshua noticed the three unfamiliar faces for the first time.

From them, Joshua felt a sense of disobedience, which Joshua had once felt on that dark elf.

"do not know."

Misa turned his head sideways with a look of shame on his face.

Even if she really had an epiphany that day and treated Joshua as a good person, she couldn't tell Joshua, "Those three guys are the elite of the church, and their purpose is to assassinate you!"

This sentence, Misa, feels embarrassing just thinking about it.

"Since you don't want to answer, I won't force it."

Joshua could already vaguely guess what the three people were here for.

They have the same aura as that dark elf, which means that they should have the same ability as that dark elf.

"Mrs. Marina, please continue to greet me here. I'm going to Squirrel Street with Taelin and Ciri next."

Qiao Xiu calculated that it was almost the time agreed in "This Devil Is Not Too Cold".

"Leave it to me, Mr. Joshua's carriage is ready outside." Marina said.

Joshua nodded, and he didn't care about the sullen knight lady, and took Taelin and Ciri into the carriage prepared by Mrs. Marina.

"The church seems to have sent someone to kill you, do you really not stay in the tavern for a while to observe?"

Ciri closed the door of the carriage. From the farce in the tavern just now, and the conversation between Joshua and Messi, she had already guessed what those three people were doing.

"It's actually safer for me to be outside."

Joshua showed Ciri the mark on his hand, which came from the mark inscribed by Duke Bone.

Race as a Chaos Demon, Joshua is not a sheep hiding in a fence and being slaughtered by others. In addition to having the special magic power that makes the magic constructed by the caster invalid, Joshua also has the power bestowed by the Bone Lord.

"There should be no problem with a few undead on Squirrel Street, after all, the Necromancer Association is there."

The mark on Joshua's hand was filled with the breath of death, and the lady elf who was sitting in the same carriage with Joshua was already curled up in the corner and shivering.