On the streets of Berlin, hundreds of Knights of light surrounded a luxury manor. At the moment, two knights escorted a rickety old man in black robes and walked out of the manor.
The old man was dirty in a black robe, stained with dark green and other strange colors of potions. His silver gray hair was scattered and his head was bowed. There was a black tattoo like a poisonous snake on a withered old arm exposed under the robe. It was very conspicuous and eye-catching in the sun and frightening.
Outside the defensive line surrounded by a large number of knights, there was a huge crowd of onlookers. When the old man in black was released and taken out, someone immediately exclaimed and withdrew.
Black robes, which are often used by dark believers, are preferred by some adventurers.
The black tattoo, however, is the devil symbol that everyone fears. It seems that the pure black pattern itself represents epidemic disease, disaster and death!
"The dark one!"
"Kill him! Burn him
"Why do you keep him? Burn him!"
Behind the crowd came the faint ferocious roar, but the people standing in the front row spoke less. It seemed that they were worried that the dark believer would be provoked to commit crimes. Although there were a large number of bright Knights around and in the sun, the shadows accumulated by the dark believers in the hearts of the people all the year round were not dispersed.
Is the deepest darkness from the heart?
The black robed old man lowered his head, as if he did not hear the screams and roars around him. Huge shackles were baked on his ankles. Every step he took, his ankle hurt. Blood was seeping from the shackles. He slid down the back of his foot and touched the ground. He was barefoot. Every step he took, he could feel the roughness of the ground and be exposed to the sun The thickness of the warm ground.
How long have you never walked barefoot on the ground like this?
He slowly looked up and looked at the front. He saw the bright Knight at the defense line holding hands in a circle, but outside the circle there were countless strange faces, afraid but angry.
From one circle to another, it seems that it is always out of reach!
His eyes continued to move up, looking at the white clouds in the sky, the breeze hit, he felt bursts of warmth, and a kind of relief.
"It'll be over soon..." He thought silently in his heart, and a young face appeared in his mind, that is his grandson, and the only remaining relative. His death can make him live, which seems very fair.
Birth always seems to go with death.
Death means rebirth.
He was old, and he felt it was very worthwhile to exchange his old body for his grandson's life.
After all, he's still a child, and he'll live many years.
"Be honest." One of the Knights yelled.
The old man was pushed forward by him and staggered two steps. The sharp pain of the friction of the shackles made him grin slightly. He resisted and did not cry out. After living for so many years, he was used to the pain.
Behind the old man and the two Chevaliers, dozens of bright Knights escorted dozens of figures dressed in strange black clothes. These black clothes were of strange style, but the people of the dark Holy See could recognize them at a glance. They were all the clothes worn by apprentices.
Soon, everyone was taken to the street, kneeling in line.
Seeing that these dark believers were so honest, the onlookers outside gradually became bolder and roared with anger.
"Burn them!"
"Burn these demons!"
A Knight Commander glanced at the crowd outside. Seeing that the time was almost up, he immediately called a knight to prepare for execution!
"I judge you in the name of God!"
A paladin comes, holding a silver sword, holding it high in the sky. The light shines on the blade of the sword, shining brightly, reflecting a rainbow like halo, which is hard to look at. After reciting the sentence, he walked up to the old man and said: "do you have anything else to say?"
The old man was slightly silent and said in a loud voice: "we will follow Lord Bryson to death!"
"Evil, damned!" The paladin roared and slashed.
Poof!
The blade of the sword is extremely sharp. It cuts off the head of the old man in an instant.
A huge head fell on the ground, and the fresh blood splashed on the people beside him. The young man kneeling beside him turned pale, collapsed and cried out in terror.
Immediately, a knight pressed his shoulder down.
"Kill!"
"Kill them all!"
The angry shouts outside were more violent.
The paladins ruled in turn that heads fell to the ground, and the bloody images made some women close their eyes, cover their eyes and shrink back behind the crowd.
Soon, all were executed. The knight long said: "the dark believers are secretly conducting evil experiments here, and they have all been put to death. If you have any clues about the dark believers, please report them to the Holy See. The Holy See will reward you greatly."
"Good!""The Vatican is glorious!"
There were several shouts in the crowd.
The rest of the crowd immediately followed the cheers, and the cheers came like mountains and seas.
The two Chevaliers looked at each other, told his men to take the bodies on the ground and deal with them, and then washed the blood. Then they gathered up and left from the crowd.
As they left, the crowd gathered around the street gradually dispersed. They only looked at the luxurious manor behind the pool of blood, showing a look of awe and taboo in their eyes. People living in this street all know that the owner of this manor is the mansion of commander Bryson of the headquarters of the military region, and many people also heard the cry of the old man who had been beheaded before his death 。
"I didn't expect that commander Bryson of the military region actually colluded with the dark believers!"
"And cover up the dark believers to do experiments in his residence. Disgusting
"Hush, keep it down. Don't be heard!"
The crowd gradually dispersed and murmured.
Stopped by the carriage outside a high-end restaurant, a young nobleman looked at the direction of the luxury manor at will. Beside him stood a beautiful girl and said curiously, "young master, listen to my father, the Vatican is going to arrest the commander-in-chief of the military region this time. Is this true?"
The young man said indifferently, "no matter whether he is true or not, what does it have to do with us?"
"If there is a fight between the Holy See and the military region, will there be a big war?"
"It has nothing to do with our nobles. Do they dare to hit us?"
"That's what I said..."
"Let's go and have your favorite foie gras with plum blossom juice."
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"Commander Blixen, we believe in your innocence. There's something wrong with this." Saint lorenza looked at the exasperated Bryson and said in a wide voice.
Bryson looked at him with anger in his heart. He thought, maybe it's you, the old devil, who colluded with the Vatican to frame me up and want to take the Vatican's hand to get rid of me. Stupid!
When the others heard Saint lorenza's words, they immediately knew that the military region was going to keep commander Bryson this time. They did not dare to show any color at that time, but they were disgusted in their hearts. The Holy See and the dark believers conspired to frame you up. You dare say that, who believe it!
"Since the Holy See does not care about the face of our military region, we do not need to tell them more. Let's see the truth in our fists." Saint lorenza looked at the people present and said, "commander Blixen can never collude with the dark believers. The Vatican is clearly insulting our military region by doing so. For this matter, we must let the Holy See apologize. Since they have the so-called evidence and force us to submit, we can only defeat them and discuss with them."
The generals looked at each other, but he was old, but his courage was still the same. You know, when he was young, people gave him the nickname Golden Lion, which shows how angry he is!
"I agree with the commander that this war cannot be avoided!"
"The evidence investigated by the Vatican has been decided without consulting us in advance. Once the Vatican gives way, it will be shameless in the future."
"The Vatican must apologize!"
"Yes
All agreed.
Bryson was stunned. His eyes were moist. He stood up and held Saint lorenza's hands. His heart was filled with guilt and gratitude. He said, "thank you, thank you for trusting me."
"You are all old comrades in arms. You are welcome." Saint lorenza smiles.
Bryson's heart stirred. Indeed, at that time, he and St. lorenza were comrades in arms who went out and died together. Later, they both established meritorious deeds and became commanders. Over the years, they fought with each other for power. However, when it comes to life and death, the most reliable one is the "enemy" who used to fight openly and secretly.
"Richelius and the bright King are waiting outside. Shall we capture them first?" Asked a general.
Saint lorenza's eyes flickered slightly, and said: "you can't direct your hand. Otherwise, even if you win, the people will feel that the holy see is forced to admit that we are wrong. We should not only fight, but also stand on the innocent side to fight!"
The generals were excited and looked at him curiously.
Saint lorenza glanced at the crowd and whispered his plan quickly.
After listening to his words, the audience fell into a short silence, and people looked at each other with admiration on their faces.
"The commander is wise!"
"It's too high
"This time, the Vatican will not be able to bite people and break their teeth!"
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