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Leo stood in his own luxurious bed room on the top floor of Varna Cathedral, looking through the wide, transparent floor-to-ceiling windows to the city of Varna.

The nightmarish day has passed, and after defeating Shahrir, a heretic from the Dark Cult, and the plague brought by Shahrir, most of the surviving residents of Varna have returned to the city and lit their lights.

According to the traditional customs of the Sbani Empire, whenever a loved one died, people would put a lantern on the roof of the house that would stay bright all night to guide the souls of the deceased relatives and friends from getting lost in the night, and to bless them to finally enter the door of salvation of the Most High God of Light.

One after another lit up in Leo's sight, and the lights of these lights were bright and dazzling, like the stars in the night sky. At first, it was only three or five, but soon it became ten or twenty, and after a while, the number of everlasting lamps had exceeded a hundred, but this was far from over, and the light that symbolized sorrow and death kept shining on the roofs of the houses of Varna until the whole town was as bright as day!

How many ever-bright lights do you need to completely illuminate a city like this! Leo stared blankly at the sea of lights in front of him, and only after a long time did he let out a long sigh, and the hatred for Shahril and the Dark Sect in his heart suddenly increased.

Targeting innocent people is always an unforgivable act.

'What are you thinking?' Darwin suddenly appeared next to Leo at some point, the Templar warrior still had a thick bandage on his arm, and it looked like he had been badly injured in today's battle.

"I wonder how many innocent people in this city today have died because of Shahril's misdeeds. Leo's voice was a little low.

"Shahril is dead, and you killed him with your own hands." Darwin comforted Leo with a rare remark: "You have avenged these innocent people."

"No," Leo shook his head and said heavily, "Shahril is dead, but the Dark Sect has not completely perished, and one day, I will make the Dark Sect pay for what it has done to the city today."

"There will be a day." Darwin gave Leo a deep look, "Don't forget, you're a god."

In Darwin's opinion, since Leo is a god, then the reason why the mysterious Sanctuary powerhouse who signed a soul slavery contract with him can be perfectly explained why Leo takes such good care of him.

You must know that this title is not something that can be described by words such as simple genius, but these three words represent a miracle!

Isn't that miracle during the day a miracle?

If even the supreme god of light who is high above has such a blue eye for Leo, even if Leo is so weak at present, once Leo grows up, it will definitely not be too tricky to destroy a dark sect that is still struggling.

Darwin suddenly felt that perhaps he should no longer treat Leo with the same attitude he had done before.

Leo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, it wasn't that he didn't understand Darwin's thoughts at this moment. On the contrary, it was precisely because he understood Darwin's inner thoughts too well at the moment that Leo let out this wry smile.

You must know that Darwin is not the first person to behave like this, since that miracle, due to Leo's previous rescue performance and the extremely positive tone of Viscount Juan, who has always been very popular in the city, the new Lord Blue Cardinal turned out to be a rare god in a hundred years The fact has completely spread in the city. Judging from the current situation, not to mention that Leo didn't tell the truth, even if he did tell the truth, he would be able to clearly know the reaction of those people after hearing the truth - a little girl who was less than ten years old and happened to pass by Varna City was the one who really saved thousands of people in Varna City? That's not how I make up stories.

So no matter from which point of view, at this moment, Leo's glittering title of god on his head is definitely confirmed, even if Leo wants to take it off, he will definitely not be able to take it off.

There is no doubt that the title of Divine Favor is very, very useful in the territory of the Spany Empire, which has many believers, and judging from the eyes full of awe and trust that those people looked at him, Leo even felt that if he said to those people at that time that Viscount Juan was actually in collusion with the dark sect, it was estimated that this lord who won the hearts of the people would probably not see the sun tomorrow.

There are times when worldly power is nothing to mention in the face of the power of faith.

There was a sudden knock on the door behind Leo, and a voice came into Leo's ears: "Lord Bishop, it's me." ”

"Come in." Leo turned.

The door was opened, and Deacon Morata, the second man in the diocese of Varna, walked in in a hurry and gave a very solemn salute to Leo: "See the Bishop!" ”

"Hmm." At this time, Leo had already sat down behind the large mahogany desk in the room, and stretched out his finger to point to the other chair in front of the desk: "Sit down." ”

Morata thanked him and sat down in his chair. Leo took a closer look at Morata, and found that his subordinate still had beads of sweat on his forehead that he didn't have time to wipe off, so he couldn't help but ask, "You must have been busy this afternoon." ”

"It's not just very busy, it's just busy." Morata let out a wry smile when he heard this, but quickly got to the point: "Your Excellency, I have come here mainly to report to you on our casualties. ”

As soon as this topic was mentioned, the atmosphere in the room began to become a little solemn, and the expression on Leo's face was also not very good: "Say it." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Morata gathered his thoughts for a moment, and then spoke, "During the light festival at noon, a total of twenty-eight people died in our Varna Cathedral. ”

"Twenty-eight?" Leo's brows couldn't help but furrow: "Why are there so many?" ”

You must know that there are only about 60 people in Varna Cathedral, and nearly half of them have died today, which is not a small number.

Morata explained: "Twenty of the Knights Cathar died in the battle with Shahril in the square, seven from the Plague of Blood Bats, and one from murder. ”

"Murder?" A sudden flash of anger flashed on Leo's face: "What's going on?" ”