The next morning, Alice makes good on her promise and leads a curious Natalie to Luna's experimental farm, which is sealed with red brick walls, divided into crop-growing areas, and has been specially built to promote the germination of seeds.

Here, Natalie was shocked and shocked, she saw real plants that grew against the season, and she also saw many strange and never-before-seen plants.

Especially when she learned that the melon seeds she ate came from the sunflower with a golden flower plate, her eyes made no secret of her love for this beautiful plant.

Throughout the morning, she saw the exotic wheat with abundant fruits, the corn with flowering ears, the fruit trees full of green fruits, and the young seedlings in the neat cultivation pots in the greenhouse.

Natalie asked Alice countless times how she did it, but Alice just smiled and didn't speak.

The identity of the heretic will be revealed one day, and Alice is mentally prepared for the reason why she chose to take her on a tour. She is not afraid of exposure, but wants to show Natalie their results before they are exposed, so that she understands that living in Blackstone leads people and living a real good life without food and clothing.

The facts don't lie.

Whether Natalie accepts it or not, this scene will always remain in her heart, let her think for herself, and discern for herself, what is really beautiful and what is the exploitation that harbors evil intentions.

Compared to Natalie's curious journey, Heller was not so lucky.

Leah did make good on her promise, but it was a little different from what Heller had imagined. Heller's expectation was to come to the prison where the captives were held and see for himself the state of the captives.

What Leah gave him was three captives, the Templar leaders led by Martels.

The meeting place was arranged in a small brick room, separated by a black iron lattice in the center, and Leah and another grim girl were monitored the whole time.

The method adopted came from Qin Song's suggestion.

As for Martels, the once proud and dazzling Templar was in terrible shape. Instead of being treated as a nobleman, he was stripped of all his equipment and changed into a coarse cloth prison uniform with a strange pair of black shackles on his hands.

Looking across the fence, at the yellow-haired, lethargic Mattels, Heller couldn't believe it. Taiwen, who accompanied him to visit, changed his face again and again, and it was extremely ugly.

Protest?

No, there was no protest.

Heller clearly understood that in their eyes Leah was a heretic. But in Leah's eyes, the Templars were heretics.

And against the infidels, any aristocratic status is useless, and the other party can use any extremely cruel means they are willing to use.

Not being tortured to death is a kind of mercy.

"Your Excellency Martels, you ...... How do you feel?"

Heller looked at Martels cautiously, keeping his humility.

The majestic Martels, weak like a hungry farmer for a long time, his eyes were dull in his eye sockets, and he raised his head weakly: "You...... Who is it?"

"Heller, Heller Borra, lord of the Cesar Lord. On behalf of Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Church, I have come to negotiate a ransom to bring you back. ”

"Go back?" Hearing the words, Martels jerked his head up and grabbed the railing like crazy: "Is it true?

"Yes, yes. Heller was taken aback and nodded.

"Go back, go back! I must go back!" Martels laughed with a flush of excitement on his face and laughed a little maniacally, "The church has not forgotten us, and the kingdom has not forgotten us. Quick, quick, I'm going back now. I'm a Templar, and it's worth it. ”

Heller looked at him with pity: "Yes, Your Excellency, we will do our best to ...... sincerely"

"What, with the utmost sincerity?" Martels' smile came to an abrupt halt, and he roared as he glared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, "You haven't talked yet, I can't believe it, are you a waste? My family is willing and able to pay any price." ”

The huge psychological gap between the Templars and the tortured prisoner has long put Martels on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Insulted by Martels, Heller inexplicably felt a trace of disgust in his heart: "Your Excellency, please calm down. It's not just your personal problem, it's someone else, and it takes a certain amount of time. ”

"No, I'm going out now. Immediately, immediately!" Martels anxiously walked around the room, muttering: "Right now, get me out, I can't stay any longer." Tell my family, tell my father, what kind of conditions they prescribe, it's no problem. Quick, ...... immediately"

The silent Thai felt a little shuddered as he watched his fellow Templar fall into such a state of near-madness, and his hatred for the infidels deepened.

The kingdom of Tia would never allow such a force to exist.

"Your Excellency, please calm down. Heller repeated.

"You told me to calm down!!" Martels rushed over, his hands over the railing, trying to grab Heller's neck, shackled and blocked, almost a palm's length, only hysterical: "Everyone here is the devil! Devil! You know what? Every minute and every second, I feel suffocated! I am a Templar, no one dares to do this to me!

Heller's original intention was to ask Martels about the situation of the others in order to determine the attitude and limits of the negotiations. However, now he finds that Martels in front of him does not care about the state of his companions, and he repeats only one request, which is to make his family pay a ransom and save him from leaving.

Unabashedly selfishness.

The glorious image of the Templar in his mind seemed to have somewhat collapsed.

"I order you, immediately convey to my clan - my father is the Duke of Bailu in Yuanwang City. He will pay you handsomely. ”

"I am on the orders of Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Excellency the Inquisitor. Heller's tone became cold: "Everything still needs to be decided at the negotiating table." ”

"I'm going to go crazy, do you understand? do you understand?" Martels slapped the railing angrily, his facial features distorted, his face hideous, his eyes suddenly turned to Leah, who was standing in the distance and watched coldly, his lips moved, as if he wanted to insult, but he remembered some terrible consequences, and swallowed hard.

But the vicious hatred hidden in her eyes did not escape Liya's eyes.

The meeting ended in a swearing and resentment, and the next two Templars behaved not much different from Martels.

It can be seen that their spirits are on the verge of collapse.

This makes Heller even more jealous of Leah.

The identity of the pagan is also corroborated.

With a heavy heart, he ended the visit and walked out the door, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness as the afterglow of the setting sun fell on him.

The Blackstone Realm was so mysterious that he still hadn't seen what kind of power it held that could make the Templars, who were favored by the Holy Spirit, be defeated and terrified.

But he knows one fact - small.

Yes, he was just a minor lord, and he didn't even become a Holy Spirit Knight in his life. As the elite of the Church, the Templar is an unattainable existence, and he only has the qualifications to look up.

However, his first normal conversation with the Templar took place like this.

It's so ironic.

That night, Heller and Tevin had a second conversation.

What I witnessed during the day changed the mentality of both parties.

Thaiwen was angry, extremely angry, and he thought that the sins of this group of pagans were unforgivable, an indisputable blasphemy against the Holy Spirit, for which they had to pay.

"Sir Sir, I'm sure you've seen it all. How cruel they were to noble Templars. I can now be sure that they are no longer your relatives, their souls are possessed by demons, and their sins cannot be erased. ”

Heller was silent and did not speak, and he had a question in his heart—what about the providence of the Holy Spirit?

As disciples of the Holy Spirit, everyone knows that the Templars are the strongest ones selected by the Holy Spirit among human beings, the blades of the Holy Spirit in the world, bathed in the light of the Holy Spirit, and attained eternal glory.

But...... The Templars were tortured like this.

What about the Holy Spirit?

If you are in the Black Stone Realm, even the Holy Spirit cannot protect you.

And what about the promise when it comes?

Will the Holy Spirit bless his daughter?

And how to bless?

A feeling of being deceived rose in Heller's heart, even though he didn't want to admit it.

Thaiwen was still venting his inner anger to the fullest, scolding and scolding, and there was no nutrition.

In Heller's eyes, this is more like an impotent rage.

He didn't even take a word to heart, and began to hesitate, just wanting to negotiate the ransom as soon as possible, and then leave here, never to come again.

After Tywen vented, Heller asked with a faint expression, "Can we start negotiations tomorrow?"

Tevin was stunned for a moment, stared at Heller, and slowly frowned: "Mr. Borla, don't you feel angry at all? Our Holy Spirit has been blasphemed, and our brave and loyal warriors have been insulted. You...... As a child of the Holy Spirit, don't you feel hatred?"

A wry smile appeared on Heller's lips and he asked, "Is anger useful? It's too weird here for a little person like me to solve." Isn't it?"

Tai Wen looked at Heller coldly, as a Templar, a small lord of a place was no different from ordinary people in his eyes. Everything they are exposed to is very different.

As a result, their worldviews and values are also different.

Thaiwen was concerned with the glory of the Templars, the glory of the Holy Spirit, the so-called face of the Church. Heller, on the other hand, is more concerned with family, family and territory.

To put it bluntly, a person who can become a Templar has a strong family background, never worries about survival, and pays more attention to faith.

The reason why Taiwen's eyes were cold was because he suddenly understood a truth.

The fall of the Blackstone Lord is precisely because these people are not firm in their faith and are not devout enough to the Holy Spirit, so they are easily seduced by demons, including Heller.