"It seems that they ran away in a group," said the captain.
"That's not called running away." A saint finally couldn't hold it anymore. He said with an unpleasant expression, "That's called moving."
The saints burst into laughter.
Calvins felt as if his face was burning and his ears were blazing with heat.
"Next place!"
He could no longer maintain his calm demeanor, "Next place!"
Cavens was angrier than ever before. He called the horses, mounted them, and whipped them in anger.
The latter let out a painful roar and ran away like mad.
In short, he was broken.
He swore that he would vent his anger on those secret followers and even those hateful and cruel sacrificial children!
These bastards shouldn't exist in this world!
after an hour.
No.
Two hours later.
No.
At six o'clock in the morning, the blood moon had gradually disappeared, and a little paleness slowly appeared at the end of the sky.
"Haha, it's not a wasted trip."
"How dare his father, the priest of the Priest's House, fool us like this?"
"What a glorious person, that's funny."
"I think he is not as good as the cursed child."
"Indeed, the child is diligent and studious, and he is also generous. I heard that he donated 60 gold coins last time."
Facing the empty cave and the clean and tidy altar, the saints lowered their voices and whispered in unison.
Who among you here is not a proud child who has passed the saint test
But today I was fooled one after another.
The reason they followed along today, not only to please the priest, but also for the six strongholds, hoping to get a piece of the pie when the secret followers were eradicated, and also earn some faith points.
But they didn't expect to be fooled one after another and had run around for most of the night in vain. The priest insulted them so much that they had no need to please this young master anymore.
Seeing the atmosphere around him getting tense, the captain decided to change the way to give Cavens a way out.
"Perhaps." The captain pondered over the words and said to Cavens with high emotional intelligence, "Your Excellency Cavens, perhaps it is because the secret believers are on holiday today."
The expression is very unfathomable.
"As we all know, the blood moon is the day when the Mother Goddess of Life is born, which is equivalent to the birth day of the saints of the Church. We also call this day the New Year, so there is no doubt about it,"
The captain made a decisive conclusion, "They are all on annual leave."
In the esoteric religion, sacrifices must be performed on holidays, right
Never heard of it!
Veins popped out on Calvins's fair forehead, and he felt like his teeth were about to bite through his gums. He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the depression in his heart.
"but."
He forced a smile and said, "On the day of the blood moon, the effect of sacrifice will increase by 30%. I don't think it's a holiday. There is no record in any religious book that the esoterics will take a holiday."
"Wrong, this just confirms my guess." The captain said seriously, "Overtime pay for holidays will increase by 30%."
Which evil god is so humane that he even gives you overtime pay!
Cavens felt as if his internal organs were burning and boiling, and he could no longer keep a smile on his face. He had been respected since he was a child, and had never suffered such injustice. He yelled at the captain,
"shut your mouth."
The captain's smile froze.
As expected, she closed her mouth, but her expression darkened. She still had that smile on her face, but this time it was dangerous and sinister.
With murderous intent.
This woman changes her attitude as quickly as turning the pages of a book.
"Young master." She stared at Cavens, "I played games with you for most of the night, and you refused to give in when I gave you a way out. This is not good." At the same time, more than a dozen paladins under her command drew their swords, and the flickering sword lights instantly flashed in this cold cave.
The cold murderous aura mixed with the cold mist of the early morning pressed down on Cavens' shoulders like a physical entity.
The pressure was too great. Cavens' shoulders trembled, his lips quivered slightly, and he was unable to speak.
"Your father wouldn't want this either."
She smiled coldly, "Cheating the Paladin goes against the teachings of the Goddess. Maybe he won't be a priest in next year's election?"
The annual Red Moon Hunting Day is one of the most important festivals in border cities. Missing the Red Moon Day is an indelible stain.
"I didn't lie to you!"
Cavens stared at the female knight, "Someone must have cleared out the cult stronghold in advance!"
"Who is it? The Cursed Son?" The captain laughed coldly, "Do you want him to take the blame again?"
"That piece of trash?"
Cavens shook his head in disdain and anger. "No, that cowardly bastard who has never been to a battlefield! How dare he eliminate the secret followers? He can't kill even one. He doesn't have the ability to do so!"
"Maybe his lackey, or someone else."
"Someone secretly stole our information and snatched our prey."
The captain stared at him, "So?"
"I'll take care of him."
Cavens gritted his teeth and said, "There are still two days until the blood moon. In these last two days, I will find that person and defeat him fairly! Like a knight!"
“It’s crazy.”
The captain said helplessly, she told her men to put away their swords, put on their robes, walked out of the cave, and mounted their horses.
"Young Master, we won't accompany you any longer. Go back by yourself."
After saying that, he walked away.
When Cavens returned to the Vatican alone, the morning light had already broken, the ethereal church bells echoed in the small town, the ancestral hall was open, and many believers had already begun morning prayers.
As Cavens entered the church, everyone turned to look at him.
They already knew about the young and promising brilliant man, the Cavens Saint who hunted down the secret cultists last night, and were waiting to hear good news from him.
"The great and glorious man has returned triumphantly!"
Father Danny at the door came closer and spoke in a sing-song voice, smiling broadly, and asked flatteringly, "How was the battle last night?"
“It will definitely be a very satisfying experience!”
Seeing that Cavens had a sullen face and didn't say anything, Danny thought that the young man was just being modest, so he flattered him with a smile, imitating Cavens' tone from last night.
"'All honor tonight belongs to you, my saint' - I still remember your promise, it was so romantic and sacred, ten thousand times more noble than that cursed child."
"It just so happens that Her Majesty the Saint came to the Vatican early in the morning. She must be waiting for you."
Who would have thought that what Father Danny thought was praise sounded like a thorn in Cavens' ears.
If I can't deal with the captain of the Paladins, can I deal with you, a gatekeeper
He clenched his teeth tightly and his shoulders trembled slightly.
To make matters worse, Luo Jia was still waiting for him.
Cavens saw Luo Jia from a distance. She was walking towards him. The bright early morning sunlight shone on her long silver hair, as if she was wearing a pure white wedding dress.
Cavens wondered in his heart how to explain the past.
His throat moved, and with that perfect smile on his face, he took the initiative to explain, "About today's—"
Unexpectedly, Luo Jia passed him by and said to the young man behind him with great momentum,
—"Ansu, come here for a moment."
She said softly.
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