In a tavern on the pier of Da Gong Island.
Joe fidgeted with the glass in his hand, looking at the entrance from time to time.
He had never felt that time was so difficult.
Regret, fear, sadness, and daze took turns to surface in his heart, but there was nothing he could do except continue to wait.
It wasn't until a hooded man walked into the tavern and sat down beside Joe that he breathed a sigh of relief, but more anxiety and unease followed.
"How is she… how is it now?"
Joe stared at each other's lips for fear of seeing the worst answer
"Alive."
The other's answer made him feel relieved in an instant.
"But Lord Farina isn't doing well," said the visitor, taking off his hood and looking worried, "The bishop seems to want something from her, and people torture her every day, sometimes standing in the hall. Hearing her screams, she will sooner or later be unable to bear it if it goes on like this."
This was all to be expected. Joe repeatedly told himself that since they failed to attack the castle, all those who were still alive would inevitably suffer cruel revenge, and Farina, the leader, was no exception. What's more, the traitor also hopes to get the whereabouts of the holy book from her, and will naturally use all means to force her to speak.
Just live.
Although he said so in his heart, his fingers were deeply pinched into the palm of his hand. He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if Farina could not be saved, perhaps death would be an extravagant hope...
Damn it! Why did he agree to her, Qiao thought deeply regretfully, what attracts the attention of the enemy, so that the God's Punishment Army can break through from the side; if the battle is unfavorable, you can retreat first, he might as well join everyone and die in the castle, that at least To be able to accompany your majesty at the last moment of life.
"Sir..." The man hesitated for a moment, "Do you know what the bishop wants? If you have one, you might as well leave it to him. In this way, Lord Farina won't at least."
He is not a bishop, he is a traitor! Joe gritted his teeth, "The thing he coveted is not in my hands, it has long since perished with the Hermes Cathedral."
Mentioning Hermes, the other party's face showed obvious sadness. "May the gods bless us..." he whispered.
What an irony, Qiao thought, when the old and new holy cities were still in existence, he was already a leader among the younger generation of the Judgment Army, and the contacts were all outstanding people in the army, and he would never take ordinary believers seriously. As a result, at this stage, the bishop has betrayed and the priest has betrayed. The only one he can rely on is such an ordinary believer. Moreover, the other party's feelings for the church are actually deeper than that of many high-level officials. If it weren't for this, they would not have taken the initiative to find him when he was on the verge of collapse.
He was deeply dissatisfied with Lorenzo for throwing up his bishop status and pretending to be the Earl of the Grand Duke Island, but he did not dare to resist because of his humble status. He happened to catch a glimpse of the attacker's face on the night of the battle, and then he stayed for an extra while wandering around the castle. This is the whole experience of the encounter between the two.
Joe didn't even have to worry that it was Lorenzo's plan, he had nothing now, and it wasn't worth the effort to deal with it. If this person was sent by a traitor, after several contacts, he should have seen that he was worthless and chose to get rid of the matter.
It is a pity that this person was an ordinary believer in the past, and now he is just a servant of the lower level, and can do nothing but give him extremely limited information.
"I have to go back." After a long silence, the man put on his hood. "If you leave the castle for too long, the steward will become suspicious. The next chance to come out will be three days later, shall we still meet here?"
"Ah..." Joe came back from a trance, "Just here, if things change, I'll let someone pass the news to you."
"I see," he paused slightly, "Sir, please cheer up. If someone can save Lord Farina, it will be only you."
me? No... I can't do anything.
My mind is full of darkness, and I can't see the turning point and hope at all. No matter how much I prayed to the gods, there was no answer.
Joe nodded numbly.
"By the way," the other party took two steps and then turned around, "there was a recent incident in the castle. One of the bishop's close confidants, Priest Hagrid, took a pair of men to the southwest. I heard the groom say. , they seem to want to cross the Cage Mountain frontier. I think, this news may... be helpful to you."
Probably because the comforting meaning of these words was too obvious, and even his voice became quieter when he said it later.
Indeed, it is quite normal for the lord to send people to other territories. Even if the location of Cage Mountain is slightly special, it has nothing to do with the Grand Duke Island. As long as Lorenzo didn't take the God's Punishment Samurai away, breaking into the dungeon to rescue Farina would be like a dream.
"Well, thanks."
"What, my lord..." He stroked his chest and bowed slightly, "That's all I can do for you."
Cage Mountain... I've heard this word a lot lately. Joe poured the ale in the glass into his mouth, filling his mouth with bitterness, but the next moment, he froze in place.
Wait Cage Mountain
Like an electric light cutting through the darkness, an idea suddenly popped up in Joe's mind.
A possible turning point!
…
Returning to the temporary hut outside the city, Joe turned his attention to a black book on the table.
That was the "will" left by the last acting Pope, Taktor, before he jumped off the city wall.
It was not a scripture that recorded the church's inheritance of the God's Punishment Army's manufacturing method, but an exhortation from a dying senior. In the book, he tells the story of man and the devil, and the origin of the battle of divine will. This shocking secret made everyone stunned, and immediately understood the reason why Tucker decided to let everyone evacuate Hermes.
Everything is over.
Let go of your burdens and live the rest of your life in peace.
It was probably because of this self-sacrifice that Farina was reluctant to sit back and watch the church dissipate. Qiao knew in her heart that in addition to her feelings for Hermes, she still had a lingering thought: that is to watch Roland Wimbledon and his kingdom of Greycastle fell into hell before the church.
But now, his turning point appeared in the king who destroyed the church.
Joe didn't expect Greycastle to lend a helping hand.
It is almost impossible for those people to take the initiative to save the remnants of the church.
He can only have a chance if he leads the spearhead to the traitor of the Grand Duke Island.
The news that Graycastle's troops suddenly appeared in the Cage Mountain area did not attract his attention. There was too much noise in the tavern, and the church would no longer have anything to do with Graycastle. It wasn't until the believer's words that he suddenly inspired him. Lorenzo was responsible for confiscating the materials looted from all over the heart of the wolf, and the legendary Cage Mountain Treasure was not a secret. It was also reported as a special seizure at that time. As for whether it was transported to Hermes, Joe didn't know, but it didn't matter at all, the important thing was whether the King of Greycastle was looking for the same thing.
The wolf-hearted nobles would be timid, but Roland would not.
No one could resist the onslaught of that terrible army.
As long as he can use the opponent's hand to get rid of the traitor, he will have a chance to save Farina in the melee.
No matter how bad it was, Farina was caught by them, which was better than endless torture.
Joe took a deep breath.
If the ending really falls that step, he will no longer hide in the dark.
At least in the last moment of my life, I can accompany her by my side.
Because... he has always loved her...
From the day I joined the Judgment Army and met Farina.
This time, he didn't want to regret it anymore.