Edson and Holuf stood shoulder to shoulder in the shadows.
In front of them is a stone alley, and at the end of the alley is the shrine of the Lady Calamity.
Usually here is always covered by sewage and mud.
Even if a few priests in the temple clean it every day, it is difficult to keep it clean.
but now
Not only is it clean, but it is also full of devout people.
Everyone is so pious, kneeling on the ground, clasping their hands together, chanting words.
It seems that I have forgotten the fear and disgust every time I pass by here.
"Man, it's always realistic."
There was a hint of sarcasm in Horuf's eyes.
As a demon hunter, he has experienced this kind of thing countless times. He experienced the same thing on different people. If the belief of the demon hunter was not strong enough, he would have already collapsed.
However, there are still some complaints.
A witcher is not a saint.
To some extent, they are just a group of poor guys.
Who wants to be a witcher if they don't lose something important
Even many witcher parents would consider sending their children to ordinary people's homes.
Sadly, none of them ended up doing that.
reluctant.
Blood, after all, is thicker than water.
Also, even in the homes of ordinary people, there will be dangers.
Xieyi and monsters are not picky eaters.
If you encounter it, it will not end well.
It's better to follow yourself and learn enough self-protection skills.
Then, wait until you are an adult to make the decision.
Of course, every adult descendant of a witcher basically became a witcher.
Under the influence of ears and eyes, young people always embark on the path of their parents.
Admittedly, some rebellious guys always find this cool.
Then, he was beaten by his parents in mixed doubles and still did not repent.
"People are inherently contradictory."
"It's not just them."
"So do we."
Edson sighed.
After decades of prison life, this old demon hunter has a tenacity and open-mindedness that other demon hunters don't have. When he saw the scene in front of him, apart from emotion, there was no irony.
In other words, the old witcher was more concerned about other things.
His eyes looked towards the end of the temple.
There…
Everything remains the same.
Several priests were in a daze, surprised by the situation in front of them, without any countermeasures.
The statues in the temple are even less radiant, requiring someone to wipe off the dust on them.
"Nothing has changed."
"That one is really... Hey."
Horuf also saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but shook his head.
With the example of 'Black Calamity', the temple of 'Lady Calamity' was crowded with people when it was first built.
It's just that as time went by, people quickly discovered the difference in this lady.
Does not respond to its own followers.
Not to mention giving strength to believers.
Even the statue made for her doesn't have the 'divine splendor' it deserves.
Initially, it was only thought that this was the test of 'Miss Calamity'.
But one year, two years and three years have passed.
Everything remains the same.
'Miss Calamity' didn't even look straight at her followers.
In contrast to the 'War God Temple', a group of new believers have been baptized and gained power that ordinary people do not have.
In contrast, the temple of 'Lady Calamity' began to decline in the fifth year.
Coupled with the help of someone behind, soon, there were only a few truly devout believers left here, who had no power and could only be believers who acted as handymen. It was because of this that they could exist.
Ten years later, people's perception of "Ms. Calamity" is only fear and disgust.
If it weren't for this 'plague', people would just carry on with their attitudes.
finally
After two or three generations, 'Miss Calamity' will be 'qualified'.
If you want to stand up again, it will be extremely difficult.
There is no doubt that this is what 'The Temple of War' wants to see.
But in the end it failed.
The plague strikes again.
Moreover, it still broke out in the cathedral of the 'Holy Temple of War'.
People gathered in front of the cathedral of the 'Lady of Calamity' to pray.
Although the lady didn't, and wouldn't bother, as death came, it would only bring more and more people here.
Horuf can already imagine such a picture.
He has no idea about this.
Both 'God of War' and 'Ms. Calamity' are dangerous in the eyes of this retired old witcher.
The 'clergy' of the two is enough to explain everything.
The former needs to continuously launch 'wars' in order to become stronger day by day.
Peace
does not exist.
And the latter
is more dangerous.
Compared with the 'God of War' who has joy, anger, sorrow and joy, the latter is like a 'beast', so far he can only 'slumber' in the south according to instinct, without any divine ability, but has similar strength.
Of course, the other party was not like this at first.
The opponent who was first born, like the 'God of War', has normal human-like emotions and can move at will.
But when the witcher gets involved, everything changes.
Leader of the wolf faction.
At the cost of his own life and a sacred artifact inherited from the witcher, the lady became what she is now.
Similarly, the Southern Councilors of the 'Secret Order of Quiet Night' were also implicated.
Naturally, this situation cannot be eternal.
But there is no problem in maintaining it for a hundred years.
Horuf knew this.
Edson knew this too.
They came here today just for further investigation.
This is the order of the heir of the Snake Sect.
The heir of the Snake faction needs to know the exact news about the plague.
In fact, the two would come without Qin Ran's orders.
Facing the plague, no one will be careless.
"That lady is still in the state of a 'beast'. If more people gather here, it will only cause unnecessary trouble."
"If the plague breaks out..."
"Only more people will die!"
Horuf, who had personally experienced the 'black disaster', became worried.
"Then you want to persuade them?"
Edson asked.
Suddenly, Horuf smiled wryly.
persuade
Then you have to listen.
He can guarantee that if he really tries to persuade him, he will definitely be kicked out by a group of "pious believers of Lady Calamity".
How many bad tempers have you encountered
Then there will be a group of beatings.
"Let's go."
"Go to Colin."
"He should have a better way of coping."
As Edson said, he walked towards the camp of the 'Mist' Church.
Horuf took another look at the gathering crowd, finally sighed, and followed.
…
Temple of Mars, cathedral.
The dinner was going on in a silent to depressing atmosphere.
thump!
Suddenly, a deacon who was drinking soup just passed out on the ground.
The soup spoon landed with a crisp sound, making a louder crisp sound.
It's like throwing a stone into a calm lake.
boom!
Everyone in the cafeteria quickly covered their mouths and noses, dodging the deacon one after another in a gesture of avoidance.
But one person is different.
When everyone dodges.
A person rushed over.
Gino!
This young knight who gradually gained prestige in the Temple of War and was recognized by many people.
I saw him help the deacon who was in a semi-comatose state.
"can you hear me?"
Gino asked in a low voice.
"Can, can."
"I'm fine."
"No, don't burn me."
The deacon is very weak, and his mind is even a little confused, but his survival instinct allows him to express his thoughts clearly.
"Do not worry."
"You won't be burned."
Gino promised.
Then, he picked him up by the waist and rushed towards a corner room of the cathedral.
Everyone moved away in fear.
But when they saw the back of the Mercedes, they all showed complicated expressions.
admire
some.
ridicule
And some.
Disdain
And some more.
People are always so complicated.
These people were, and so was Gino.
As the chief culprit of all this, his guilt erupted completely after the privy bishop ordered the people infected with the plague to be burned to death.
I just want to live!
He kept telling himself.
Then, go and pray to the privy bishop to let him take care of those who are infected with the plague.
Atonement
Can't tell.
But Gino knew that doing so would make him feel better.
Moans and ravings filled this corner.
This used to be one of the material warehouses of the Temple of War, but it was begged by Gino at this time and it became a temporary nursing home.
There are nearly a hundred people inside.
Plus he's holding this...
One hundred
Gino thought to himself.
He did not go to the specific number of people, because he was worried about the reduction of these numbers.
Squeak.
The heavy wooden door opened.
A few people who were still awake in the warehouse raised their heads, and when they saw Gino walking in with someone in his arms, they showed expressions of gratitude on their faces.
Gino smiled.
Then, immediately put your head down.
He dared not look directly at such gratitude.
After arranging the person in his arms to a bed, Gino immediately began to check and take care of the rest.
Only in this way can he feel less guilty.
"Thanks."
"Thank you, Knight Gino."
Everyone under Gino's care, as long as they are awake, will thank them.
Whether it is a noble priest, or an ordinary deacon or knight, they will all send sincere thanks.
There is no falsehood.
Because, they knew, it was the young man in front of them who saved them from being burned alive.
Every thank you was like a needle pricking Gino's heart.
He found it difficult to breathe.
For this, he had to do more things.
Then, more voices of thanks came.
He tried again to take care of more people.
It's like a vicious circle.
Of course, only Gino himself knew.
other people
They seemed to see a real knight.
Has a noble quality, like the knight in the biography.
The moonlight came in from the window, and a layer of noble light appeared on the opponent's body.
Several priests who watched all this silently sighed softly after looking at each other.
"Compared to him, we are really despicable."
Said the priest.
No one refuted. The younger priest wanted to refute, but with a slight movement of his lips, he just said, "This is an order from the Privy Bishop".
They are caretakers.
Motor agreed to Gino's request, but it didn't mean that the Privy Bishop didn't have any precautions.
The other party is very clear about how terrible these people who are infected with the plague are[.].
A little carelessness is a catastrophe.
Therefore, necessary measures are inevitable.
Similarly, some hidden commands are also necessary.
For example: Infected people leave without authorization and will be killed without mercy.
However, this does not mean that the Privy Bishop is not actively seeking a way.
You know, these are all important properties of His Majesty.
As the most loyal believer under the crown, he will definitely protect these properties.
Therefore, from the moment the plague broke out, the privy bishop began to communicate with his crown.
As for the result
Just look at the warehouses where the number of infected people is increasing.
'God of War', the authority of this god is doomed that the opponent cannot fight the 'plague' in the true sense, unless it spends more power to get rid of the 'plague'.
Can…
That's just a drop in the bucket.
A few people are okay.
Want to 'bless' all believers
Totally impossible!
In fact, not to mention all the believers, even the clergy in the Cathedral of Eitantinople cannot be completely enveloped by the divine grace.
More importantly, with the appearance of the 'plague', that 'beast'-like opponent became ready to move again.
'Trick' 'conspiracy' 'destruction'!
Mottoer could clearly hear the roar of his crown.
There is no doubt that this is the handwriting of that person.
After they chose to unite, the opponent began to attack without hesitation.
Otherwise, what else could it be
Everything is too coincidental.
After the Cheka Bay explosion, Aitantine VI fell ill, and then came the plague of the 'Holy Temple', one after another, one after another, making people overwhelmed, as if someone arranged everything again so-so.
"Are there any 'spies' of that person around us?"
Mottoer guessed.
Although their alliance is not absolutely concealed, it is not known to ordinary people.
And just when the privy bishop began to guess who the spy was, there was a knock on the door.
Yes, Cabio.
Bishop in charge of the 'Dark Church'.
Another identity is the deputy director of the 'Holy Tribunal'.
Who is the director
Besides Mottoer, who else could it be
Kabio, who was dressed in a black robe, had a slightly aged face, but his eyes were particularly sharp, said simply as soon as he walked in.
"My lord, you are too kind."
A sentence without beginning or end.
Motor knows what it is.
"Gino is a talent."
"But we can't lose the big with the small."
"Besides, who can guarantee that the warehouse is safe?"
"Don't forget they breathe the same air as us!"
"It's safest to burn it."
After Kabio finished speaking in a calm voice, he looked straight at Mottoer.
After a few seconds, the Privy Bishop sighed.
"I leave it to you, Cabio."
"Yes, my lord bishop."
With a bow, Cabio turned and left.
Seeing the disappearing figure of Cabio, the privy bishop sighed again.
"Sorry, kid."
"All this is for the glory of my Lord!"