() It’s so weird, the whole thing smells weird...

"You bastards! Stop it!" Constans shouted loudly, and jumped on his horse into the middle of the group of priests and noble ladies. Both parties were frightened and retreated for a long distance.

I quickly came to my senses. Now was not a good time to be in a daze. I got off my horse and sneered: "Let me see, a cart full of loot. Is this robbery? When did the church in Constantinople become part-time robbers?"

And robbers? Or are robbers and robbers originally a group of priests?”

The leading priest was furious: "Brothers, I see that guy has been possessed by an evil spirit, his body has been taken over by the devil, and he is already unconscious! Go over and catch him! There is also him!"

The five priests who were going to snatch the noble lady's brooch and the seven priests who were guarding the carriage immediately rushed forward after hearing this. Four went to Constans, and the remaining eight all came to me. Could it be that

Is it because I'm more handsome than Constans? Or am I making a group joke?

"Kill them!" I uttered a curse word I learned from the old scumbag. I meant this to Constans to let him go.

As soon as the words came out, I quickly approached the priest who was rushing the fastest. Seeing me approaching, he immediately felt something was wrong. He hurriedly picked up the stick in his hand and was about to smash it on his head. I caught a glimpse of the empty space exposed by his raised hands.

She clenched her fingers tightly and punched his soft abdomen.

I can't knock out a person's teeth with a hateful slap, but I can still hit a person with my fist until he temporarily loses the ability to fight back. With a muffled groan, the priest immediately covered his belly and took a few steps back, before he bent down and bowed.

When I hugged him, I grabbed his hair and threw him out, hitting another person. The two fell to the ground. At this time, the other six people just reacted. We are serious!

"Attack the priests! Contempt the Church! Capture them! Throw them all into jail!!!"

The two nearest priests surrounded me and narrowly avoided two smashing sticks. I raised my foot and stepped on one stick on the ground. The priest was caught off guard and let the stick go away. As soon as he raised his eyelids,

The soles of my leather boots hit his face. The other one took a few steps back. After the four backup people came over, he rushed forward with a fierce scream. The five of them attacked together, trying to

It's hard not to pay a price. I'm not a superman, let alone those super agents or urban masters who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. Naturally, I can't do that for a few tenths of a second or break through the limits of human endurance. Of course, these are not me.

Making excuses for taking a stick in the arm, fighting in a group, especially when one fights five, will inevitably lead to some suffering. As long as the reward is greater than the effort, it is enough.

After receiving a blow on my arm, I bullied myself into the target's side, and then removed one of his arms. Screams and wails immediately rose to the sky. The group of priests who had been feasting in the church all day long relied on their numerical advantage to hold on.

After a scene, I was attacked by me. Later, some of the six people suffered a lot, and their arrogance immediately dropped. Then I heard a model rolling around on the ground in pain that was worse than death, and six people who still had fighting ability.

They were immediately frightened. At this time, Constans also had a victory. A priest who fell on the ground twisted his arms in a strange posture and howled one after another. At this time, the remaining priests did not dare to attack again.

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At the gate of the main building, a figure dressed as a bishop walked out first. He must have heard the noise outside and came out. He swept his eyes across the scene and saw a group of gray-faced priests. He immediately stared angrily: "Who dares to block the church here?

Enforcement!!! Do you want to rebel? You don’t know that going against the church means going against Prince Theophano!”

"Bishop, be careful! They may not be human! As soon as we moved things here, they came out and insulted the church! I suspect they are possessed by demons! Demons summoned by evil rituals that may exist in this building! Look at them

Many of us have been hurt, this is not normal! There must be demons, Satan has given them terrible power!"

The bishop at the door immediately shouted: "What? There really is something unclean! There are still fish that have slipped through the net. Everyone, come out! Come out and catch those two guys who are possessed by evil spirits!!!"

"A bunch of lunatics!" I kicked a priest away from my feet, shook my numb left hand, and got bitten by my own dog. I was really unlucky.

The comparison between ourselves and the enemy became twenty-four to two after the bishop in charge yelled. If Maurice was here, I would directly squeeze him, but now that Constans is next to me, I can only change my approach. I

He gestured with his fingers to Constans, meaning that I was causing chaos and he was controlling the bishop.

Constans nodded, then the rest will be left to me. I'm a little nervous. One person will fight ten. I have tried it before, but one person fights twenty. It's a bit difficult. I hope I can beat him into a pig's head before he is beaten.

,Constans was able to control that bishop.

The sound of a large number of horse teams arriving came from outside the trail. When I heard the sudden noise, I subconsciously changed my position so that I could see the exit of the trail and take care of the group of priests at the same time. I hurriedly swept past the group of priests.

, I saw Constans raise his eyebrows and reveal a bright smile. I turned around and looked again. At the exit of the path, Alexander rushed out at the lead, bringing more than fifty guards with the crest of Theophano's family behind him.

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Alexander turned over and dismounted with a displeased expression, and the bishop opposite shouted: "Your Highness, be careful, the guy next to you may be possessed by an evil spirit! Get out of the way quickly, don't let him hurt you!"

In a sense, the bishop was right.

Alexander glanced at me after hearing this, his eyes full of astonishment. Then, he patted me on the shoulder and showed a very cruel smile to the bishop who kindly reminded him: "What the bishop meant, my biological brother,

Possessed by an evil spirit?"

Some of the guards drew their muskets and pointed them at the priests not far away, while the rest dismounted and drew their bayonets, signaling the priests to drop their sticks and stand aside.

"Why are you here?" I walked over and asked.

Alexander took off his gloves and said: "Constans came home before I came back. After listening to his message, he came with a team of guards. How did you start the fight?"

"That group of priests over there, the one in black robes, the one with no dirt on his clothes, yes, that's the guy, arrest him and keep him under strict supervision!" I told the captain of the guard before saying, "They moved the whole building.

Forget about the things in the building, I actually want to reach out to those noble ladies and pull out their brooches."

"You don't look like a gentleman who cares about beauty..." Alexander finished teasing me with a smile. Suddenly, he immediately realized the consequences of doing so, and his face immediately turned cold. "Teach this dog what on earth is thinking!"

The two of us walked up the steps with grim faces. The bishop in front of the door broke out in a cold sweat, his face was trembling, and he kept swallowing his saliva.

I sarcastically said, "The bishop is so majestic! I don't know when in the church, even an ordinary bishop mastered the ability to easily identify evil spirits. Tell me, next time we meet, will I see you reading from the Bible?"

Summon an angel?"

"Don't dare, don't dare... Your Highness, I also listened to people's one-sided words. As soon as I heard that evil spirits came out to harm the world, I was so flustered that I failed to live up to the Lord's instructions to shepherd and guard the sheep, so I issued the order without any discernment.

." The bishop was very articulate.

I snorted angrily, grabbed his collar, and asked in a low voice: "Then why do your men want to take away the brooches from those noble ladies? How do you explain it?"

You know, they are nobles! Their fathers served the empire and deserved the honor they deserve! How dare you priests attack them and insult a group of nobles?! You know the consequences of this!"

If this group of aristocratic ladies got something tabooed by the church, it was the aristocrats who were in the wrong first, then if the priests rashly attacked these aristocratic ladies and snatched their personal belongings from their chests, it would be the church's extreme unreasonableness!

The fathers of these noble ladies may choose to give in to the former due to the majesty of the Theofano family, but they will never tolerate the church sitting on their heads! The two sides are very likely to start a fierce conflict over this... And

The Theofano family least wants to see this conflict. Because both sides of the conflict are our supporters...it will also be extremely troublesome and tricky to deal with. If you are not careful, it may be thankless for both parties.

situation…

The bishop's face turned pale with fright, and his lips trembled as he said: "I didn't! I didn't order him to do this! Our original plan was just to move things here!!! Really, Your Highness, we are just here to eliminate demons.

Enforcement! Because someone reported Satan worship and blasphemy here!!”

"Nonsense! We didn't!"

"Bloody mouth!"

"Slander! Naked slander!!"

The aristocratic ladies with bulging cheeks and staring eyes were all over the steps. They received strong support, or perhaps because they had suffered too many grievances, their arrogance also ignited.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the bishop shouted: "There is clear evidence in the book! It is written in black and white! Your Highnesses, you can read it! Come on, bring me that ** that poisons the souls of the world!"

A black box was brought up. The bishop opened the lid of the box and carefully opened the white cloth wrapped on top. He took out the book inside and said: "All the words recorded in it are heart-breaking words! Take a look.

, page one! At the beginning, Satan, how should we treat a newborn baby!!! This baby is obviously Jesus Christ! Look, they actually want to treat that baby so cruelly!"

"That is an exaggeration to describe the evil and cruelty of the devil!" a noble lady defended in the lower room of the steps.

"And here, look here again! In the story, on the day Jesus Christ was born, Satan possessed a mortal. What do you think the name is? Schwart! It's a German name, but do you know the meaning of this name?

Victor! They actually arrogantly call Satan the winner! They actually want to let sin defeat Christ! The great Lord!!! Blasphemy! Naked blasphemy!!!"

"It's the devil who thinks that victory belongs to him, so he named himself the winner! Fortunately, you are still a bishop, and you can't even understand this meaning!"

I raised my eyebrows, isn't my name also a winner...

"Look, it says, when one of the people mentioned the atrocities of Caligula, the Roman emperor, there is this paragraph. He said, Today, I am unknown. If one day I want to leave my name in history, I must do it.

He will declare war on God! Hahaha, the sword is raised high, and the sound of killing is loud. Today he is the king, and in the coming day, I will be the king too! Jesus Christ, forgive me for saying these heart-wrenching words, they actually

I’m delusional about overthrowing the Kingdom of Heaven!!!”

"That's Satan! Not us!!! We are just fleshing out the image of a character! Is it wrong to write stories? So what are those ancient Greek and Roman gods who sculpted statues and painted paintings?" A nobleman

The lady argued!

"Shut up!" Alexander suddenly shouted, and even I was startled. "Bring it over and let me see for myself!"

After saying that, he grabbed the book.

The bishop embellished it and said: "Hundreds of copies of this book have been printed! It has more than 200,000 words!"

"White horse, white robe, black hair, gray eyes!" Alexander read this word by word, suddenly looked up at me, and the next second, he threw the book in his hand to the ground, his eyes fierce.

Glancing at the aristocratic ladies at the bottom of the steps, they were frightened by his gaze. The two aristocratic ladies who were so fierce and aggressive just now suddenly withered. __________________________________________________ Propaganda? Didn't I already write something about it above? Didn't I?
Chapter completed!