United Kingdom of Silly, Abed Village.

This is the territory of the Duchy of the Lion and belongs to the Duke of the Golden Lion.

Morey Hudson's body was found on the river 20 miles away from the village.

"That is the armor of the Holy Cross Knights." The village chief sighed earnestly.

"It's another troublesome time to die in Abed Village!"

"Guardian, what should we do?" the villagers asked worriedly.

"Take the body back first."

The village chief thought about it and decided to take the body back first. If Yingting knew that they had ignored it, he would definitely be punished.

"Go and ask Father Mahler to tell him what's going on here."

When the body was transported back to the village, Father Mahler arrived and it was already dark.

In the room illuminated by the candle, Father Mahler took off his pig's face helmet.

"It's the commander of Morey Hudson's army, his men and horses?"

Father Mahler looked at the village chief with gloomy eyes.

"His priest, we are the Legion Commander who found by the river. We have not seen his war horse. Please believe me."

The village chief lowered his head humbly, and his figure became even more hunched, expressing his awe for Yingting.

"snort."

With a cold snorting, Father Mahler said in a commanding tone: "Pick the strongest young man in the village and send the news to the church immediately."

"As for what you said, make a decision freely after the Archbishop arrives."

Father Mahler was planning in his heart how to eliminate the possible impact this incident had on himself.

A knight chief who was directly under His Majesty the Pope died in the diocese where he was responsible.

Although there is a purple-robed archbishop on it.

I am afraid that the Archbishop will push himself out to be the scapegoat.

This kind of thing has happened before. Who would care about his life or death as a little priest?

As long as the Pope's anger can be calmed, what if a few priests die?

Commander Morey Hudson discovered something and came to Abed Village to investigate.

The despicable untouchables attacked him and his men, and an outrageous unfair battle occurred on both sides.

Eventually, Commander of Morey Hudson killed the rebellious Untouchables.

But I was also seriously injured, and the war horse was lost in the panic battle and could only walk forward.

In the end, he lost his energy and fell to the river outside the village.

Perfect!

As long as there is no evidence of death and the entire village is buried with the commander of the army, His Majesty the Pope will definitely be satisfied.

As for these innocent lives, what does it have to do with him?

Just like the Pope would not care about the inferior priests.

Father Mahler also doesn't care about the lowly untouchables like ants.

"Go and call everyone in the village. I have something to ask you." Father Mahler ordered to the village chief.

The village chief who turned and left did not notice the cruelty and indifference in the priest's eyes.

Half an hour later, all the villagers appeared in the open space in front of the village chief’s house.

"What happened?"

"The leader of the Knights of Yingting died, and Father Mahler asked everyone to gather."

"Are we going to interrogate us? But we did nothing."

"Shh, don't talk."

"We have never seen those knights."

The villagers' whispers and exchanges were filled with fear, doubt and unwillingness.

They did nothing wrong, but they did not dare to refuse to obey Yingting's orders.

"Have everyone arrived?"

Looking at the whispering villagers, Mahler was not in the mood to listen to what they were saying.

What the dead need to care about?

"Yes, Father Mahler, everyone is here."

The village chief nodded and bowed complimented, on this land, you may not know the duke's name.

But we must continue the kindness of the "English Court" and His Majesty the Pope forever.

"very good."

Male smiled sinisterly, picked up the teachings in his hand and was about to speak.

Puff ~

Steel arms pierced his chest.

Blood surged into his throat, and Mahler opened his mouth and spewed out blood with fragments of organs.

"Military, regiment commander..."

The Scripture fell to the ground, and Mahler grabbed his hands with his hands in his face.

The scarlet armor became even brighter!

“Ah~”

The screams rang out, and the frightened villagers fled in panic.

The village chief shouted: "Everyone, run, run!"

Click.

The elderly and hunched body was randomly discarded, and the head in the iron armored palm was brute force to burst out.

roar!

Amid the wild roar, the scarlet iron armor ran forward like a strong rhino.

...

"I don't know how Sister Xin and the others are?"

Throwing the body by the river, Zhang He walked along the main road.

I have never seen a town appear until now, I only know that it is in the United Kingdom of Silly.

"This is going to last forever."

After walking for almost 2 hours, Zhang He doubted the back and forth of his life.

He doesn't have a young lady to accompany him, so he can cause trouble?

Buzz!

The light gate appeared, and after opening and holding, he jumped to be alert.

He took the lead with his slender legs, and his familiar style and smell made him relax.

A faint fragrance of peach blossoms and scent.

There is also a little bit of fishy and sweet sea breeze, which is always familiar.

Walking out of the light gate, Grina looked around curiously: "What are you doing in Yingting?"

"This is a very long story!" Li Zitao sighed speechlessly.

Don't ask.

Asking is about savoring life with a sword.

"From there?" Grina probably understood his expression.

Something must have happened in this world, maybe the little man escaped in a panic.

For the sake of tea eggs, give him some face.

"Well, I want to ask you something."

"Here, go to mine?"

Zhang He was shocked, are all the young ladies so straight now?

...
To be continued...