"Morey is not in the city, Your Highness," Fan Fan said painfully.
"What are you talking about, child?" the king asked.
"Morey is not in the palace, nor in the city," Fan Fan repeated.
"How did you know?"
"We managed to get into Morey's throne room," Gideon said as he helped Van Van approach the king.
"Captain, is this true?" King Stephen asked.
"Yes, it is," the captain confirmed. "After we escaped from my boat, the boy found a drainage pipe that crossed the white cliff into the palace."
"I see."
Fan Fan spoke again, "I was fighting with a devil general named Rommy. He claimed that Morey hid when your army was defeated, and he laughed a lot about it."
"Did you face Rommy?" the king asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Gideon confirmed.
The captain nodded. "He also killed him."
"I understand," said the king, envious of the young man. "You are indeed a brave young man. I congratulate you on your personal victory. On the other hand, my army is helpless here. If Morey really hides, we have wasted a lot of lives today."
"Morey is afraid of Satan's guardians," Gideon added.
"Satan's guardian?" said the king. "Salem Village was destroyed with the Guardian nearly ten years ago."
Gideon squeezed Stephen's arm before correcting Stephen's hypothesis, "Your Majesty, do you mean you don't believe the prophecy?" Gideon asked.
Stephen's expression became cold. "It's done, Satan's priest, how can I trust a dead man? I'm not the one who allows the guardian to be destroyed. I tried to do what the guardian should do in the prophecy, but Satan is not with us today."
"If we no longer believe in Satan, do we have any hope of successfully fighting Morey?" Gideon asked.
Stephen obviously did not like to imply that he had given up his faith, but he could not take back what he said. His pride was wounded, and the king simply said: "Then, please tell us, where are Satan’s priests today? Did my eyes disappoint me, or were they not on the battlefield, and my men and I were on the battlefield? Bleeding, trying to dethrone the enemy of Satan?"
"We must all do things in Satan's time, Your Majesty," Gideon said.
"Evil still triumphs over justice, today," the king spit. He turned around and looked at the people who were waiting with him. "Let's ride to Welland! Sergeant Jepsen, save some horses for these people."
Then the king climbed on his horse and began to walk slowly towards his hometown. The cavalry stood with their king, leaving Fan Fan and the others on the road. A soldier riding behind the king dragged two mares to a stop. He handed the reins to the captain, and then returned to the team to Wayland.
They watched the sad team limping away, "Seeing those passing by on the way back to Welland will restrain Nord's hope more than anything Morey did to us."
Gideon nodded and helped Fan Fan ride one of the mares. "Now I know why this battle did not go as expected."
"What do you mean?" the captain asked.
"I mean, the king has forgotten his belief in God. No wonder they were defeated so quickly," Gideon said.
"Wait a minute, Gideon—" the captain said.
"I mean it," Gideon said. "I know King Stephen of Welland, this is nothing like him, but they ran away in front of the enemy. You hear him say that he doesn't believe that Satan's guardian will come."
"Why don't you tell him Fan Fan's abilities," the captain said, "Why don't you tell him you are the guardian, Fan Fan?"
"What do you think he would think of such news?" Gideon asked. He himself said that he was here to do what the guardian should do. King Stephen has lost faith in Satan's predictions. He speculates that he will become the guardian's horn. Satan will not respect such things, Captain. We learned a painful lesson today, but the Lord’s words did not fail, just because we have already failed. "
The captain nodded and scratched his head, "You are right, Gideon, I know you are, but what should I do now?"
"I'm not so sure, I think the first thing is to send Fan Fan to the Satan Temple. There, we can try to heal his wounds and let God let us return to the track of his plan. We must find Satan’s will, if we can successfully fight Morey and his demons, we must do so."
"It sounds like a good plan, but the journey into the northern country will be difficult for Fan Fan," the captain said.
Gideon pulled himself into the saddle behind Fan Fan. "Satan's words are true. The Guardian will defeat Morey, and we will deal with it."
The captain nodded and pulled himself onto the back of the other horse. They headed northwest in a direction different from King Stephen's army in order to reach the Temple of Satan. The actual location is a secret that only the pastor knows.
Jericho was there when the Guardian escaped in the subsequent chaos in the Throne Hall. When King Stephen's army was discouraged and defeated, he was there and fled from Morey's army. Morey was there when Morey returned from his self-exile, on his private sailboat, away from the danger of war.
Morey declared himself a victor, and King Stephen was a coward. The truth is far more dangerous than this. For nearly a year, Jericho has been visiting Stephen's dream. He has replaced his father’s faith, and they undoubtedly believed in the word of Satan. Jericho’s personal mission was to destroy Welland’s efforts from within, an unfaithful king who betrayed prophecies and could never hope to win , Only the Almighty God can defeat Morey. Stephen did exactly what Jericho had done. He had no confidence in Satan's promise during the battle.
Now, this man was no longer a threat, and most of his warriors died in front of the city gate. He was defeated, not only physically, but also in his head. It was a greater victory for the dark forces.
Nevertheless, the young satanic guardian poses a problem. He is still alive. He has found his way into the palace. If Morey has actually been there, then the prophecy may come true on that day. The devil reminds himself that he plans to Morey sent it away, just in case-it was brilliant.
Jericho saw some of Morey's servants lifting General Rommie's body from the blood-stained throne. He once liked Rommy, at least for a mortal. This man is an older, more experienced devil general. Compared with Morey, he is not so easy to work hard-more calm. He was even more in awe of the dark souls fighting the devil knights. If anyone can understand the real relationship between them, it must be Rommy. He knew that Morey needed the devil's soul more than the Fallen King Kong needed him and his devil knight.
Now everything in the palace was filled with a stench, Morey immediately asked his servants to clean it all up, and he addressed the citizens and his army, congratulating them for doing a good job.
Jericho decides to leave for a period of time. He needs to evaluate his resources. There is no time like Morey did. Assuming they have won, if it were not for his own precautions, the Guardian might have come closer, and They have to take care of the child carefully.
One person told Jericho that the Guardian had survived the attack on Salem. The rebellious priest, Mordechai, knew who this boy was traveling with. This person knew the secrets of the Satanic Order and their temples, and it was time for Jericho to see Mordechai again.
Jericho appeared in the small village outside Kane's house. The old wizard leads a quiet life in this drowsy village, providing medicine and herbal remedies for the sick. He also provided spiritual healing for the people. In the surrounding villages, people are in awe of him.
Kane’s house is a simple dwelling, with a thatched roof made of wood and asphalt. Different statues stand outside the door, scattered around the building. The statue he admired Jericho had a leopard face, four wings on its back, and the wide paws of a bear.
Mordecai sat in the house with a small cooking fire in his hand. A walking stick was parked on the floor beside the stool. Mordecai sat on it and roasted the meat of a small animal. Jericho entered the house. , The priest could not see him.
He had considered showing something, perhaps suspending objects in the room and throwing them in all directions like a tornado. However, Mordechai would never cringe in front of him because of such tricks. He knew the priest better than him. In his heart, Mordechai was a rebel, and he has always been. That's why he wants to convince this man. In addition to the strict guidelines of the Satan Act, it is easy to persuade him to go his own way. Mordechai wants to be the master of his own destiny—most people do, and Jericho uses this for his own benefit.
Before he appeared in Mordecai, Jericho stood opposite the priest on the other side of the cook stove. When Mordechai noticed the demon, he jumped up, but when he realized who the demon was, he quickly calmed down.
"Lord Jericho, I hope you can come back," Mordechai said, "I am very happy to wake up in the land of the living."
Jericho just nodded, "I see Kane has taken care of your injury well," he said.
"Yes, he told me that after I felt better, you sent him for me-you have instructed him to take care of me until you come back. He also said that you promised to reward him for the trouble." When Mordechai When Jericho's eyes spotted Jericho's Eye of Nature, his mouth showed an evil smile. "I believe that you will reward him truthfully before you find out that I can give you what you want."
Jericho's eyes did not reveal any signs of injury. "What do you need, Mordecai?"
Mordechai stood up, losing his balance a little. Obviously, he still needs crutches to move around. "Just to live a long time," he said, "and have a chance to kill the person who did it." Mordechai Pull up his tan sè shirt, revealing the big wound on his abdomen, which was given to him by a warrior priest Gideon. The wound was stitched with dry gut suture, and a herbal support was sewn on it to help wound healing.
Jericho smiled, "I believe I can arrange for you to have this opportunity, especially if he is still traveling with the Guardian, all I need to know is where they might have gone."
"If he travels with Gideon, then they will return to the Temple of Satan," Mordechai guessed, and he was going to take the child to the high priest Isaiah. "
"A reasonable theory, Mordechai," Jericho confirmed, "However, I cannot let my army enter the temple. It is guarded by the heavenly master."
Mordechai considered this question, "What about the assassin?"
Jericho showed unusual joy. "A killer who knows the temple and its many secrets?" The demon smiled, "Resume, Mordecai-Assassin, enjoy the hospitality of my dear servant Kane. , I will come to you when you are healed while it is possible, so that you can take revenge, and I will get rid of this Satan’s guardian."
We children sat quietly, and the last word came out of the old man with a beard and a storyteller. When he was over, he just stared at his audience, and then we looked back. are these all? Of course, the story does not end there.
Too many words are not said, too many words are not finished. In fact, the story of Satan's guardians seems to have just begun. We held our breath and waited to see if the storyteller would continue. The unbearable tension between the gray old man and his audience was finally broken, and he smiled, patted his wrinkled hands, and stood up.
"Is that all?" I said.
"What do you mean?" he replied.
"Aren't you going to tell us what happened to Van Van and Gideon? What about Captain Bonnister?"
The old storyteller turned around and got his attention from the edge of the fountain. The sun had already begun to slowly descend towards the horizon.
"I'm hungry," he said, "I can't keep talking. If you don't attend dinner, your parents will miss you, dear," the storyteller said, "No, you go to dinner, and I will too Do this, and then, for those who are still interested, we will meet here tomorrow to see what the guardian of Satan will become."
The old storyteller turned around and turned his audience away. He walked into the market with his bag on his shoulder, his cane clinking on the smooth cobblestone road in the street, and soon among the merchants and customers. I can’t see him anymore, but he will come back tomorrow to continue telling the story. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)