When Baron Smith received the report and hurried out of the castle with a serious face to meet a few mercenaries, there was already a sea of people around the castle gate.
The cheers and applause have calmed down. People stood in the sun, staring at the mercenaries guarded by the guards, and listened to them tell the whole process of the destruction of the Holy See convoy.
The reason why the mercenaries reported this news to Baron Smith was entirely because the city gate was blocked.
Because after the declaration of martial law, in order to prevent the Feili people from sneaking into the city and bringing devastating turmoil to Meiding City when the war broke out, Meiding City is now only allowed to leave but not enter.
If the mercenaries want to enter the city, they can only choose this only way - to report the crime.
The so-called crime report is a civil obligation formed according to the laws of the Saint Solan Empire. It means that both nobles and commoners are obliged to report to the local lords and officials when they witness a crime, so as to assist the lord officials in stopping the crime or
Hunt down criminals.
Therefore, when the mercenaries reported their crimes to the guards in front of the city gate, the guards immediately took them to see the city lord.
But this time, the serious and outrageous crime reports in the past have apparently evolved from denouncing the criminals to rallies celebrating the victims.
As the mercenaries narrated, the crowd burst into uproar and cheers from time to time.
This sound of surprise has not stopped since the mercenaries talked about the four arrows that pinned Galas to the ground. Then the rolling carriage, the killing of the brave knight, the seventh-level magic, and finally the death of Galas,
It's more like a drama with ups and downs, which makes people excited and makes them breathless.
Because there were so many people watching, only the people in the innermost part of the crowd could hear what the mercenaries were saying. People outside the crowd couldn't hear clearly and could only keep asking the people in front.
The mercenaries' narratives were constantly being transmitted through people's mouths. The jubilant voices spread outward in circles like ripples caused by stones.
The civilians were talking excitedly and foaming at the mouth; the mercenaries were shouting and high-fiving each other; even the noble knights smiled from time to time and whispered to the servants holding the horses beside them.
Turning his head to look at the Holy See in the distance, his eyes were filled with amusement.
Anna's relatives had tears in their eyes, their faces were flushed, and they didn't know what to say. Their trembling lips murmured to themselves, seeming to comfort Anna's soul in heaven.
As the mercenaries talked along the way, they naturally skipped a lot of things.
Apart from the purpose of their departure from the city, all the details such as the "Revenge Demon"'s height, age, voice, and the inexplicable transformation of the battle ax into a long sword were vague.
In the end, even Baron Smith, who had been keeping a serious air and pretending to listen to the crime report, wanted to kick these guys.
This is not a crime report at all, it is simply a tribute to the archer.
As soon as they mentioned the archers, these people would foam at the mouth and their eyes would light up. When they mentioned the victims of the Holy See, they would look happy and ridiculed.
He...does he have such a crime report? Even if everyone is not targeting the Holy See, those bastards are still members of the Holy See after all.
It was embarrassing enough that an entire motorcade was wiped out. This announcement and cheering were simply spitting in the face of the Holy See!
After finally waiting for a group of mercenaries, who looked like heroes in everyone's admiring eyes, to finish their "crime report", a two-year-old Smith quickly sent a team of cavalry to the scene of the incident to "rescue" the kidnapped county.
The bishop himself hurriedly hid in the castle and wrote a letter asking the courier to hurry up and deliver it to Archduke Adolf who was on his way to Medina.
This was no small matter. Its seriousness made him dare not even delay the news until the Grand Duke arrived. He could fully imagine how much shock this news would have to the entire empire. As the lord of Meiding City
, he himself will be implicated to some extent.
After seeing the courier leaving with the letter, Smith stood up from his desk with a heavy heart. Suddenly he turned around and saw the empty vase stand, and the corners of his mouth twitched in distress.
So, the baron who had smashed all the vases in anger during the Gallas incident hurried to the window, listened to the cheers, exhaled happily, and walked downstairs.
Spit.
"Bah, you deserve it!"
The crowd finally dispersed.
It's almost noon, and it's time to eat. The streets of Meding City under the sun are full of people walking from the lord's castle into the streets.
"Sister, what kind of person do you think Mr. Revenge Demon is?"
As they were walking home, Ling Xue took Ling Xuan's hand and asked excitedly. Ling Xuan turned her head, and before she could speak, Ling Shuang said: "I said, he must be tall, polite, and temperamental.
An extraordinary, handsome man who hates evil as much as he hates it."
The girl clasped her hands together, her eyes full of longing: "He must have a pair of deep and charming eyes. Ah..."
Ling Xuan, Ling Xue, and the surrounding crowd walking in the same direction were all startled by Ling Shuang's last scream.
Everyone watched blankly as the liveliest second daughter of the Ling family waved her little fist and announced: "From today on, he is my idol, my prince charming! I must find him and take off his mask with my own hands!"
"Crazy!" Ling Xue muttered in Ling Xuan's ear, but Ling Shuang heard it, and the two girls who looked exactly the same suddenly got into a group of fun.
The crowd laughed. Everyone had long known the most beautiful twins in Meiding City and their sister who was in charge of the mission hall when they were only twenty-five years old. In the morning, they also saw three girls crying at the door of the church, and they were sad.
He looked aggrieved again.
No wonder Ling Shuang said this, that Mr. Revenge Demon really made them and the people of Meiding City very angry!
"Yeah! Go away," Ling Xue laughed until she was out of breath. She pushed away Ling Shuang's hand that was tickling her, and her whole body was almost hanging on Ling Xuan's arm. "I hate it, I didn't ask you. I asked my eldest sister.
"I don't know." Ling Xuan shook her head, put her arms around her little sister, and asked with a smile: "What do you think?"
"I..." Ling Xue bit her fingernails, glanced at Ling Shuang who was walking in front, and said in Ling Xuan's ear with a smile: "My thoughts are the same as the second sister's." Her beautiful eyes were shining.
The girl's unique longing light: "I really want to take off his mask with my own hands."
Ling Xuan looked at her sister, smiling, but her eyes were a little dazed.
The crowd passed by her, and everyone was so excited. In the crowd, she could clearly hear them talking about Galas, who deserved his punishment, the fate of those arrogant and shameless protectors, and their relationship with Ling Shuang.
Like Ling Xue, she is full of curiosity about the "revenge demon".
The touching battle described by the mercenaries was mentioned repeatedly by them. The tone of everyone's mouth was filled with uncontrollable exclamation. Although they did not witness that battle with their own eyes, everyone could remember that scene.
The turning points and highlights of the battle are well recited.
However, no one knows who that person is. Except - myself!
"I'm going to help you seek justice." Roy's voice, accompanied by his childish face, appeared in Lingxuan's mind.
Ling Xuan laughed secretly.
Apart from that guy who looks silly, low-key, but is full of evil intentions, where else can we find an equally powerful magician in Meiding City!
Just as she was thinking of this, Ling Xuan found her hands held by her two sisters, one on the left and the other on the right.
"By the way, sister, where is that annoying friend of yours?" Ling Xuan curled her lips, "I have been asking for a long time, but in the end he ran away without even making a single mistake."
"That's right." Ling Xue also agreed.
Although her nature was gentler and more agreeable than Ling Shuang's, she was sad at that time and was really disgusted with Roy after being questioned and questioned for a long time.
Looking at the two sisters who always held grudges, Ling Xuan opened her mouth, but in the end she could only smile bitterly.
I heard from Roy that he will also go to the first training camp soon.
If they become classmates with him by then, it will be very exciting given the tempers of the two sisters and Roy's character.
Medin City Church, the door is closed.
Apart from the flapping of pigeon wings when flying, there was no sound at all in the main building, the central patio, the bell tower, and the auxiliary buildings in the huge group of buildings.
Believers, readers and deacons wearing robes of different colors were either in a daze, whispering, or running around in a hurry with their eyes flashing, discussing behind closed doors.
Lord Baron Smith has sent his steward to report the story of the destruction of the convoy and the list of those who died.
This is the second time the Baron Butler has come here today. The first time was this morning. At that time, he requested the Holy See to hand over Gallas to the Lord's Palace on behalf of Baron Smith and promised to give Gallas a fair trial.
However, the steward's request was rejected by the envoy and the county bishop in the most arrogant way.
When the butler left, his face was livid and he looked angry.
After just two prayer hours, this elegant and gentle middle-aged man came to the church again. He was still smiling and looking respectful and polite as when he walked into the church in the morning.
But the more he acted like this, the more everyone felt their faces burning.
This kind of silent ridicule is more powerful than full-blown curses.
The most aggrieved thing for everyone is that the people who are really responsible have left to die. These people who stayed in the church in Medin City are just a group of people who are usually excluded from the power circle with the county bishop as the core. The war is approaching.
They are just abandoned left-behind personnel again.
After closing all the curtains in the room, Joseph sat blankly in the dimly lit priest's room, his mind blank.
The bishop is missing, the envoy is dead, Galas is dead, everyone is dead...
Originally, this was supposed to be good news for him. At least he didn't have to worry about how to implement the county bishop's evil secret order, and he no longer had to be squeezed out by him.
However, all this now, coupled with the previous incident of civilians besieging the Holy See, is not good news.
A bitter smile appeared on Joseph's face. Thinking about it, he also knew that when the wrath of the Bishop of the West District and Archbishop Lulian came, the only bearer would be himself, who suddenly became the highest-ranking person in the Holy See in Medin City.
Egg.
Joseph even wished that he was the one who died!
"It's over." He muttered the word in despair, over and over again.
I don't know how much time passed.
Just when Joseph's eyes became more and more desperate, and he even thought about the shocking idea of suicide, suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the reckless Evan rushed in again.
Joseph raised his head with a pale face and his eyes were dull: "Is there any worse news?"
"Sir," Evan panted, "There is someone who wants to see you..."
"Who?" Joseph asked numbly.
"He said that I can only tell you his identity." Evan looked at him. Seeing Joseph's anger, he quickly added: "But he asked me to tell you that this is very important to you."
"Is it important?" Joseph was stunned, and then quickly stood up, "Where is he!"
A moment later, when Joseph sat down in the confessional, through the gap in the wooden grid, he saw a man wearing a hood, his entire face covered by thick linen, only a pair of eyes exposed.
"Who are you?" Joseph asked.
The masked man took out a badge, opened the mark, and handed it in.
When Joseph's eyes suddenly widened following the lone wolf symbol on the badge, the cold voice of the masked man came to his ears.
"The Secret Monk—The Lone Wolf."
Joseph opened his mouth in shock. He never thought in his wildest dreams that the "Lone Wolf", the magic pattern master he had almost cried for, was actually a secret cultivator!
The so-called esoteric monks refer to people who have a secret identity but serve the Holy See. They are the same as literary monks and martial monks, except that their identities are not made public.
Joseph had heard many legends about the secret monks. Perhaps the most famous one was the papal secret monk who sent information at the critical moment and helped the Holy See win the final battle in the twenty-one battles between the Saint Solan Empire and the Holy See.
Friar Kafka.
At that time, Kafka was a Duke and commanded two legions. He won the trust of Grand Duke Solan. His rebellion at a critical moment directly caused the territory of the Saint Solan Empire to stagnate at its current location.
In the Saint Solan Empire, Kafka has always been accused of being a traitor. But in the Holy See, he is a saint who cannot be blasphemed. It was also from that time that the organization of esoteric monks continued to this day.
This identity is extremely special in the Holy See. They are neither undercover agents of the Inquisition nor clergy in the Holy See. Most of the esoteric monks are just secret staff developed privately by someone in the Holy See. A small number of them are hidden secret agents.
Identity enters the secular world as a member of the Holy See.
Holding the badge in his hand, Joseph's voice trembled: "Excuse me, do you have a secret monk's certificate?"