A single move can affect the whole body. Marcello's death has a considerable impact.
To some extent, this has allowed all parties to speed up their actions.
Among them, the newly established Sand Sculpture Protection Association is just a speculator, one of countless waves.
The capital of Falorland, Wisteria City, is an extremely prosperous city with diverse architectural styles that combine tradition and modernity.
Classical art reliefs, modern living facilities, passionate men and women...the romantic atmosphere makes this city one of the most respected cities on the mainland by extraordinary people.
Today, three more young talents took a steam train and came to this place known as the City of Freedom and Paradise on Earth.
The three of them were walking side by side. On the far left was a handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes. He was handsome and elegant, with an elegant and easy-going temperament.
In the middle is a man with a Chinese character face, stubble, wearing a black windbreaker and riding boots, with a strong body.
On the right is a short young man, less than 1.65 meters tall, with a cute baby face and wearing a slightly oversized blue suit.
The three are Raphael, the "Silver Spear" of the Church of Light, Alfred, the "Justice from Heaven" of the Steam Alliance, and Chris, the "Shadow Hand" of the Demon Hunter Association.
More than half a month ago, they participated in the battle in the small town of Olatan. After staying in Cassevia for more than ten days, the three of them took a steam train and came to Farolland together.
Alfred held a cigarette in his mouth, puffed out smoke, looked at the busy traffic on the street, and smiled: "I like this place. The girls here are more enthusiastic than those in the Silver Eagle Federation."
"I like it here too. I think, except for Michelle, that ice cube, no man would dislike this place." Raphael said lazily with a bright smile.
Like a bad boy next door, he looked at the girls with hot bodies wearing short skirts around him.
"I don't like it." Baby-faced Chris whispered back.
Raphael, who was slapped by the speed of light, kept his smile unchanged and glanced at him: "It's hard to imagine that you and that old gangster Hal have something in common."
Chris didn't reply, his face expressionless.
Alfred smiled heartily when he mentioned Hal Mihawk. He and Hal had met several times, but they still got along well.
He turned to look at Raphael, who had flowing blond hair, and said in a deep, deep and magnetic voice: "I have believed for a long time that the [Paladins] of the church have no nightlife."
Laughing dumbly, Raphael snorted: "How is this possible? Don't I have a girlfriend? She is also a [singer]. I like her voice the most. I like her in bed and off bed."
What age has it been? The set of abstinent rules and precepts have long been abolished, and now, all paladins have girlfriends or wives."
In the middle and late fourth era, the Church of Light had the most stringent rules. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday of the week were abstinence days, and even couples were not allowed to have sexual intercourse.
But now, these are things of the past.
"Michelle doesn't have a girlfriend, let alone a wife." Chris said softly.
Raphael, who was slapped in the face by the speed of light again, paused in his smile and glared at the baby-faced young man.
Chris was indifferent, with no joy or worry on his face, like a homeless boy.
Alfred laughed and reached out to touch Chris' little head.
He and Rafael are both over 1.8 meters tall. In comparison, Chris looks smaller. The other is also a few years younger than the two of them. He is 28 this year.
"Chris, why did your president suddenly show up and activate the Silver Beacon Order?" Alfred asked casually.
Raphael was also very curious, and his green pupils looked at Chris, who had a sparse expression.
The president of the Demon Hunter Association, the one named "Zero", had not shown up for 50 years before this. No one knew what he was doing.
There are rumors that the sharp profession of [Shadow Hunter] was created by the president of the Demon Hunter Association.
Chris's eyes flickered, and he pointed to the south of Farrowland: "I don't know, the beacon order was given to Hal, and only he knows the inside story.
However, that place, the Pugni Plain, is vast, sparsely populated and barren, making it a good place to die."
The Pugni Plain was chosen as the battlefield for this reason. Once a transcendent reaches the fourth level, its destructive power is astonishing. Once a battle starts in a city, no matter whether you win or lose, all that will be left behind is ruins.
Hearing the words Pugney Plain, Alfred's eyes flashed.
A few days ago, Carson passed an important piece of information to the various branches of the Steam Alliance in Farolland. It was an assessment report. With it, conditions can be negotiated.
Raphael's expression was a little strange. He came this time with a secret order from the Pope.
Due to the conflict a hundred years ago, the relationship between the Faloran royal family and the Church of Light was very bad, and they almost broke up with each other back then.
The Fire Dragon Knights almost went to war with the Templar Knights in the Guhui River Basin in the western border of Falorland. If they really fought, it would definitely be the top contest in the human civil war of the Sixth Age.
In the eyes of many people, it is unlikely that the Church of Light would lend a helping hand to Farolan this time, but Raphael came to Wisteria City...
The three of them walked out of the train station in the south of the city together and came to the city center. At this time, it was time for them to go their separate ways with their own goals.
Glancing at the "White Tower of Order" standing like a silver giant in the west of the city, Alfred smiled slightly and waved to the two of them: "See you soon, friends!"
Raphael and Chris nodded and watched him stride towards the 7th Bureau headquarters.
"The guy from the Steam Alliance is here to make war profits again. I don't know how much advantage he can take from Karl.
The Purgatory Butcher is a veritable man of both civil and military skills, even my team leader is full of praise, what do you think, Chris?"
Raphael half-smiled, looking at Chris, who had short black hair and a pouty mouth.
Karl was the deputy leader of the Fire Dragon Knights at that time, also served as the foreign minister of the palace, and also wrote a book.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chris’s voice was a little erratic: “The justice and order you talk about makes me feel sick.
It’s also about making money, at least we are very direct and make it clear that we use money to do things, but you still like to talk about those righteous things.”
Raphael's face darkened after being slapped in the face for the third time. He didn't ask this, which pot the other party would not open and which pot he would pick up.
The Natural School and the Witcher Association are neutral orders. Neutrality means not intervening in wars between countries, while the "just order" is much more "interesting".
Raphael sighed: "The essence of justice is to add force to power, and then put it in a more pleasant name that is accepted by the world."
If a person thinks justice is childish and ridiculous, then he does not recognize its true nature.
No matter which world, those who are qualified to define justice are the strongest forces in a region and hold the pinnacle of power.
No matter how heinous a criminal is, he may be very arrogant, stay outside the law, and even play tricks on law enforcement agencies.
But that's all "justice" without real intentions, otherwise, any "evil" can be easily crushed to death.
Hearing Raphael's words, an inexplicable smile finally appeared on Chris' face: "Yes, I said I was a hero, and I am a hero! I said I was kind, and I am kind!
As long as it is placed in the name of justice, all positive evaluations can be easily obtained, but not vice versa."
The negative teaching material is the Red Witch. She was originally very kind. She rescued a woman who was imprisoned and tortured by Cardinal Giulio's son and killed the scumbag.
But with the help of the church's power, Giulio saved her from death with just a tap of dirty water, until she was killed by Ren and Catherine, who also suffered from a bad reputation.
How can an individual fight against a country?
Claire, alone and with only one mouth, cannot fight against the powerful church, let alone the St. Joan Empire.
If she is so awesome that she overthrows the church, congratulations, she is another kind of "justice".
There is no truly powerful person who is not just. Only unfavorable people or forces are evil.
"Many times, evil can only exist with the acquiescence of justice." Raphael said with a smile.
This is easy to understand, because where there is light, there is shadow, just like a person cannot eliminate his own shadow, but this does not mean that the shadow is awesome.
He pointed in the direction of the palace: "I'm going there for the sake of justice, what about you?"
Chris said calmly: "That's not my destination."
"goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
The two waved goodbye, and Chris' purple-black pupils stared at Raphael who was walking towards the palace step by step, muttering to himself: "If you lose to the demon, there will be no justice and no order."
Demons - the dark and chaotic camp. In fact, they are not chaotic. In the second era, they established an orderly society.
But they lost in the Fourth Age, so they were in chaos and had no right to say that they were in order.
Chris waited on the street for a while, and a steward from the 7th inning came to him.
He was wearing a black windbreaker, a black-and-white checkered uniform, and a soft hat with a badge.
This is a young man who looks like he is in his twenties. He has purple temples and green eyes. He is handsome and has the romantic temperament of a poet.
It was Carl's nephew Eddie who was a professional [singer]. His voice was mellow and soft: "Master Chris, I've been waiting for a long time."
Chris rarely showed a warm smile: "It's okay, let's find a place to talk slowly."
Chris: No matter what, money still has to be made.
The four major organizations and the four major gangsters each have their own tricks.