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Not only in the main battlefield of the Triumphal Avenue, but at this moment, the entire Holy See has fallen into complete chaos.

In addition to the pope, the church hierarchy, and fifteen thousand soldiers, the Holy See was inhabited by many people who washed and cooked, cleaned, and saddled their horses.

According to incomplete statistics, the total population living in the Holy See is at least more than half a million.

There is no doubt that these 500,000 people are almost all devout believers in the Supreme God of Light, they are extremely loyal to their beliefs, and if a foreign enemy invades the Holy See, these 500,000 people can instantly transform into 500,000 fanatical, death-defying militias, and the burst of energy will definitely make all enemies tremble.

But what if the enemy comes from within?

Third civilian district of the South-Eastern Region of the Holy See.

It wasn't too far from the main battlefield of Triumph Boulevard, and even in the room, you could hear the piercing sound of killing coming from the window.

Sean is a servant who works for the defenders of the Holy See, and his daily job is to clean the training ground with other servants before the defenders' morning exercises, and then move the materials and equipment needed for the defenders' training out of the warehouse, and then move the materials and equipment back after the training, and then clean up the training ground.

Years of manual labor have given the thirty-five-year-old Sean a very strong and sturdy body, and usually requires at least two servants to move the armor equipment, Sean can carry it on his own as a fly, and is a famous strong man among the servants.

There was once more than one officer of the church garrison who valued Sean's physique and wanted Sean to join the army, but Sean refused.

The reason for the rejection is not because Sean is greedy for life and afraid of death, but because according to Sean, he prefers to save his time for his beautiful and lovely daughters.

After all, wholeheartedly believing in the supreme god of light and spending more time with children are not in conflict, are they?

On this night, when the Sean family was awakened from their slumber by the earth-shattering sound of fighting outside the window, the only male in the family of four quickly got dressed and got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Behind Sean came a frightened voice from his wife, Yolanda, a woman over thirty years old but still charming.

"Take care of the kids, I'll be right back." Sean dropped a sentence and walked out of the room without looking back.

The third civilian area belongs to the civilian residential area planned by the Holy See, and although the houses here are all bungalows, each family has a separate gate and courtyard.

The courtyard wall that was more than one person high blocked Sean's view, but when the middle-aged man raised his head, he still saw the large red light on the triumphal avenue.

"Looks like something big is happening." Sean muttered softly, walked to the utility room next to the courtyard, and after a while, rummaged through a corner and pulled out a rusty spear and a fairly sharp sword.

Judging from the style and texture, this gun and sword obviously belong to the standard equipment of the Holy See.

Sean put his sword at his waist, got a whetstone from the kitchen, and sat down in the courtyard and began to sharpen his spear one by one.

The sound of the fight became more and more intense, and Sean's face suddenly lit up with a burst of light, and he looked up to find his wife and two daughters, who were less than ten years old, standing in front of him with lamps, looking at him with frightened eyes.

"What's going on, Sean?" Yolanda looked at her husband's weapon with some panic, instinctively sensing that this was not a good sign.

Sean looked at the three women in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's okay, it's going to be over soon." Honey, get the kids back inside, it's not safe outside. ”

After a pause, Sean added, "Remember to turn off the lights, and don't open the door to anyone unless you hear me, okay?" ”

Yolanda nodded and returned to the room with her two daughters.

Sean was still grinding the tip of his spear again and again, his strength was great, and the rust on the tip of the spear quickly receded, and it became cold and glistening again.

Sean glanced at the spear in his hand with satisfaction, stood up and walked to his door.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the streets of the Third Civilian District, and a knight galloped through the deserted streets, shouting loudly: "Pope Enhil disobeys the will of the gods, and tonight Lord Leo and Bishop Gavin will be ordered to clear the party of Enhill, and hope that those with lofty ideals will join the ranks of the rebels and do their part to uphold justice and light!" ”

The knight's cry was like a pebble suddenly plunging into a calm lake, quietly setting off a wave in the otherwise dead silence of the Third Civilian District.

"Interesting." With a smile on his face, Sean quietly walked to the door, opened the door a gap, and carefully observed the scene outside.

The knight's shouts didn't last long, and just as he was about to cross the road in front of Sean's house, a cold arrow suddenly shot out from a house next to the street, knocking the unsuspecting knight off his horse.

Several men armed with swords rushed out of a house opposite Sean, and slashed the knight apart in an instant.

Sean recognized the identities of these men, they were the Marshall family who lived in the house, the Marshall family was the handyman of the Palace of Sunnylet, and the old Marshall had once received a compliment from Pope Enhill for sweeping the floor, which made the old man always proud, and he still boasted among the neighbors.

Sure enough, Old Marshall's gong-like voice immediately rang out in the streets: "Pope Enhill is a servant of God who has been canonized by the Supreme God of Light himself!" Anyone who follows the traitor Leo and Gavin will end up in the same fate as this guy! ”

Marshall Sr.'s sons and nephews raised their swords and shouted, the content of which was similar to that of the old man's words, except that the language was more vulgar and unsightly.

Sean hesitated for a moment, but reached for the door in front of him.

"It's time."

Sean walked out the door into the street, raised his spear, and said to the Marshall family in front of him, "Shut your foul mouth, old man." Otherwise, I'll send you to hell with your little cubs. ”

Old Marshall's face, which seemed fanatical and distorted by the killing just now, turned around, and his mouth, which was missing several front teeth, opened widely, and he sneered: "Okay Sean, are you determined to join the damn rebellion?" ”

Sean didn't answer, instead raised the spear in his hand.

Thirty-six years ago, when Pope Enshir had just ascended the throne and executed the first cardinal who dared to rebel against him, His Majesty the Pope, who had just ascended to the throne, did not know that the cardinal actually had a very well hidden underground lover, and that infatuated lover gave birth to a posthumous son for the cardinal who died tragically.

Under the painstaking care of his mother, the widow grew up in the Holy See and started a family, with a virtuous wife and two lovely daughters.

But this child named Sean has never forgotten everything his mother told him, let alone his father, who was tortured and finally died at the stake, and he has buried his hatred deep in his heart until today.

"Father, if your soul is still in heaven, please watch how the child avenges you."

Thirty-five-year-old Sean clenched the spear in his hand without fear, and rushed to the old Marshall and his nephews in front of him alone.