The light of the torches flickered on and off, and a group of Papal States soldiers guarded the checkpoint in front of the city gates, checking on passing pedestrians and vehicles.

The captain on duty, a strong man with a scar on his face, looked at the corpse convoy and asked suspiciously, "Father, why did you enter the city so late?"

Pedro looked at the captain by the light of the fire and asked calmly: "What about Balzon? ”

"That bastard drank too much, said some blasphemous things to the Father, and is now in prison to repent!"

Captain Scar's words made Pedro slightly stunned, and the latter replied after calming down a little: "I am Father Pedro, and these are the carriages used by the church to transport the bodies of sinners. ”

Captain Scar asked again, "Why did you enter the city late at night?"

Pedro looked at the captain with a strange gaze: "Do you think it's a decent thing to transport a corpse in full view of the day?"

Captain Scar scratched his head, then reacted.

Indeed, it is indeed not a good idea to pull carts of corpses out of the city during the day under the gaze of the citizens.

Scar pointed to the crowd next to the convoy and asked, "Who are they?"

"The catechumens in the village, they helped me transport the body to the incineratorium. ”

Scar took a step forward: "Get out of the way, I'm going to check the carriage." ”

Pedro roared angrily: "Your behavior has exceeded the limit of my tolerance......!

Scar interrupted him: "If you have any grievances, go and tell Cardinal Jacob, he is the one who signed the decree of martial law, and we are also acting on orders." ”

Watching the soldiers walk past the convoy, Pedro was so anxious that he shouted, "Aren't you afraid of the reproach of the Father?!"

Randall, who was hiding in the car, drew his dagger from under him and gestured to Barbara, and the pale blue light streaks on the latter's body began to slowly flicker.

At that moment, Karin, disguised as a catechumen, walked to the front of the convoy, hid herself under a wide robe, first drew a cross towards the soldiers, and then reached out to pull away the sackcloth covering the carriage.

One of the soldiers, who had accidentally seen Karin's arm, suddenly screamed loudly, as if he had seen something most terrifying.

Captain Scar walked over unhappily and reprimanded loudly, "What's the noise?!"

"Captain, look at her arms!"

Captain Scar glanced at Karin and motioned for her to roll up her sleeves.

In the next second, what Captain Scar saw made him gasp.

Karin's arms were covered in gray-brown pus, dark red blood was oozing out of her skin, and wriggling maggots could be faintly seen in some of the ruptured wounds.

"Stay away from me! What are these things?!"

Pedro rolled his eyes and explained to Captain Scar, "You should know that these people have been in contact with decaying and diseased corpses for a long time, and the corpse poison has entered their bodies, and if you touch them, they will be contagious, and there are ...... on these carriages."

"Get out!" Scar shouted as he stepped back and waved his hand vigorously, "Don't let me see these filthy guys again!"

Feeling the carriage slowly moving through the gates, Randall let out a long breath, "We're in the city." ”

Pedro, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage, looked at Karin beside him and asked in a low voice, "Your body?"

Karin rolled up her sleeves and wiped her arms vigorously, the daunting, chilling wounds vanishing like paint.

"I know a man who can combine different types of potions to create the effect of blood and wounds. ”

Hearing Karin's words, Pedro was a little curious and wanted to ask what kind of potion could produce such an effect, but after thinking about it, he gave up on this plan.

The carriage traveled for more than an hour in the dark of night, and finally stopped at the door of a cemetery.

Hearing Karin's safe words, Aldenan was the first to climb out of the carriage and lie on the ground to breathe in the fresh air.

"In the name of the Holy King, I will never go into that coffin-like hell place again in my life!"

Carol jumped out of the carriage and looked at Aldnan with disdain: "Don't say it so absolutely, when you and I come to the end of our lives, the coffin will be our only destination." ”

Aldenan retched and said impatiently, "I'd rather die and be burned to ashes than let my body go into a box buried in the ground!"

Kellogg, the lizardman, stood at the entrance of the cemetery and looked into the distance: "Hiss...... Why don't you look at what this place is?"

The Minotaur Bourville looked at the cityscape at night, his eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "If I'm not mistaken, it seems to be ...... there?"

"The Father's Courtyard, the center of the universe, the Most High Advent, the origin of all will. Karin lifted her hood and said calmly, "The complex in front of you is the Celestial Holy Court, which has a history of more than 1,500 years. ”

Barbara followed Randall, looking at the magnificent area in the distance, and couldn't help but express her heartfelt admiration.

The beautiful religious-style spire buildings are like stars in the night sky, densely spread across the earth.

Thousands of ever-bright lanterns lined up in a regular row, dividing the entire area into four major areas. From a distance, the layout of the building looks like a giant cross.

Countless gray-robed believers of the Father knelt in the Holy See square, chanting aloud the praises of the scriptures.

"It's so beautiful, I've heard of the Holy Court of Taylor, the capital of the Papal States, that even the finest poets can't describe its magnificence in words and words. Barbara said excitedly, "I have always doubted this statement, but I can only feel this beautiful ...... when I walk in front of it."

Karin said coldly, "If you close your eyes and listen carefully, the wails of those tormented souls in the wind will tell you whether this is heaven or hell. ”

Barbara gave Karin a cautious look, and unconsciously ducked behind Randall.

Randall hurriedly diverted the subject: "Miss Foreman, this is the safe house you are talking about?"

"That's right. ”

"Hiding in the graveyard of the Holy Court, wouldn't that be too risky?"

Karin turned and walked towards the depths of the cemetery, saying as she went, "The city of Taylor is full of the eyes of the church, and the inhabitants of any neighborhood have become crazy believers who have lost their minds, and only this place with the dead can find a moment of peace. ”

Kellogg, the lizardman, followed with his tail wagging his tail: "This logic is not wrong, in this situation, the most dangerous place is the safest place." ”

Father Pedro, with an oil lamp in his hand, walked slowly along the mossy path of the cemetery to a grave keeper's hut built in the deepest part of the cemetery.

Pushing open the old wooden door of the hut, Pedro walked to a row of bookshelves, grabbed the edges of the bookshelves with both hands, and pulled them out with force, revealing a stone staircase that stretched downward.

"People often talk about the thousand-year-old history of the Holy Court of Taylor, but few people know that the underground world of Taylor has a much longer history than the underworld. Pedro smiled and said, "The earliest predecessor of Taylor City was an underground shelter for cultists, built to hide from the invasion of the northern barbarians. ”

Bourville carefully stepped on the loose and fragile stone bricks under his feet and said, "You can hear that you are well versed in history. ”

Pedro shook his head in denial: "I'm just an ordinary clergyman who memorizes the scriptures, and has only read the books and apologetics of the Church, how can I know this knowledge? Actually, I once had a good friend who was well-read and well-read, who read thousands of books and knew many things that ordinary people didn't know......"

Bourville stopped and asked strangely, "Ever?"

Pedro's voice slowly lowered: "That friend of mine is Tristan, and he is no longer alive. ”

Aldenan leaned short, smelling the putrid smell that filled his nostrils, looked at the mortuary embedded in the stone wall next to the underground corridor, and whispered to Carroll, "Are we going to live in this kind of place?"

Carol muttered, "If you don't want to live here, I know there's a better place to welcome you." ”

"Where?"

"The prison of the Church. ”

Aldenan spat and frustrated kicked the bones off his feet.

The group followed the underground passage of the cemetery to an underground hall with broken statues and stone benches.

Pedro lit the torches around the room and spoke, "This used to be the underground church of Taylor, a place to preach to the inhabitants who were hiding underground, but it has been abandoned for a long time. There are some rooms in the back hall of this church, and it is no problem to stay for a few days after cleaning up. ”

Randall turned to Karin and asked, "How long are we going to wait here before we can enter the church prison to find those scholars?"

Karin shook her head, "You shouldn't ask me this question. ”

Pedro drew a cross to Randall: "When Bishop Aarröl arranges everything, he will come to you on his own initiative." ”

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