Chapter 289: The Declaration of the Hanging Silk
"Lord Marquis, I will take this nightcrawler with me! We will hold a grand burning ceremony at the stake in the church of St. Lemmon to proclaim the majesty of the light and calm the panic of the people of Lorraine......"
Bishop Honey was shocked and then overjoyed when he saw Abdul-Jabbar, who was burned at the stake and was a good opportunity to preach the light, and the church searched for people who were suitable to be burned at the stake all day long, but this kind of living Night Cultist was really hard to find.
This kind of transcendent vitality on the night side is much stronger than those dark witches, infected civilians and the like, and can persist in howling at the stake for a long time, and the live effect is absolutely good enough to excite the audience.
Bishop Honey seems to have seen the faithful donating money feverishly, and the donation box in the church of St. Lemmon cannot be filled.
"Bang!"
Charles covered the shackles of the wagons.
"I'm sorry Bishop Honeywin, I can't give him to you right now, it's my trophy and I need him to do something for me. ”
Bishop Honey looked at Charles in shock, and after making sure he wasn't joking, he said sternly, "Marquis, do you know what you're talking about? Let the Night Cultists do things for you? Do you know what a serious crime it is to collude with the darkness?"
Charles's face suddenly turned cold, "Honey, pay attention to your words, I killed at least thirty Night Cultists tonight, if this is considered collusion with the darkness, then what kind of responsibility should you bear for such an incident in your diocese?"
“.........”
Honey lost his voice uncharacteristically, Charles's attitude was too tough and choking, which made him, the bishop of the diocese of Lorraine, lose face, he should have immediately retorted angrily, after all, he is also the bishop of a diocese, and he is not much worse than the status of the marquis of Charles.
But Charles's sentence of "thirty Night Cultists" was too lethal, and it directly shook Honey's brain, making him confused and unable to find the right words to save face for himself.
Thirty Night Cultists, do you know what the concept of the Night Cultists is? Even if the bishop of my diocese wants to deal with thirty Night Cultists, he must also call the elite of the diocesan night patrol team to go into battle together.
"Thirty Night Cultists?Lord Marquis, are you sure they weren't thirty civilians captured by these Night bugs?"
Charr pointed to the mountains to the north, and said arrogantly: "Thirty miles from here due north, there is a mountain castle with the evidence you need, if you don't know the way, I can also assign you a guide." ”
"There's only one Viscount Hudson's holiday castle around here, I know that place, I'll verify what you say, but this Night Cultist can never escape the control of the Church, this is the right given to us by the Light, and it is also my responsibility!"
Olive saw Charles and Bishop Honey having a dispute on the side, and couldn't help but persuade: "Charles, Uncle Honey and my father have been friends for many years, he is an honest and serious person, and his opinions are kind. ”
"Alas!"
Charles sighed, made a "borrow a step" gesture to Honeywin, and waited for the two to walk to a secluded spot before whispering to him.
"What you said is true?"
"Of course it's true? We have to lure that oracle out, or you and I will be in trouble, my territory will be unstable, and you, the bishop, will not be able to sit still, right?"
"Ahem! I'm talking about...... The matter of the thirty Night Cultists........ "Bishop Honeycone was a little embarrassed.
"Of course, I will say that the extermination of the Night Cult this time has the strong support of you, Lord Bishop, and most of the credit should be given to the Church of St. Lemmon!"
Honey's face turned a little red, and he nodded heavily: "Although the Marquis's approach is very risky, and it is our unshirkable responsibility to drive away the darkness, I will send a night patrol team to follow you back to Nancy, counting us as both of us to take care of this captive of the night, what do you think?"
"I greatly admire the wisdom of the Bishop!"
Charles nodded, genuinely admiring the Honeywin Bishop's workaround.
Father's old friends are not necessarily your own friends, but as long as there is interest, you will not lack such superficial friends.
Bishop Honey gathered his Dawn Priests, issued a righteous crusade, and then led them into the ravine, and went to the mountain castle to verify the "thirty Night Cultists" that Charles had mentioned, and if that was true, it would be a feat that would be greatly appreciated by the above.
The people who stayed in place were basically the elite private troops of the nobles under Charles, and they consciously lined up according to the titles and reputations of their lords, waiting for Charles's review.
This is the first time that the new head of the Chevalier family has come to Lorraine, and his words and deeds may affect the interests and status of the local nobility in Lorraine.
Charles didn't make any declaration, but rode a big black horse and walked coldly in front of these hundreds of people, made a cool "forward" gesture, and ran forward.
"Boom!"
All the knights followed silently, and hundreds of horses shook the "rumbling" sound of the earthquake, and the snow fell from the trees.
Charles's heart trembled as the earth trembled, and the rhythm sounded like a war drum.
"My sword is the end of the enemy, and my knights will crush them all!"
"My casual glance is the rule of the world, my knight will make opponents kneel and submit!"
"This is the power of leadership, this is the taste of power, this is a sling, a declaration in this world!"
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The Lorraine region is a semi-hilly and semi-plain area, with high terrain in the west and low in the east, mostly rolling hills and hills in the west, and gentle valleys in the east.
Nancy City is located at the foot of the Meuse Hills on the west side of the Mote River, and Charles led hundreds of elite knights through the Ayi Forest, just in time to see Nancy City at dusk.
"What a great place!"
Beyond the meandering Mote River, the beautiful Meuse Hills are located in the middle of the city, and even if the Shire does not know Feng Shui, the beautiful scenery in front of him knows that this is the standard mountain and water.
A smaller, red-maned horse came running up from behind, and Olive on the horse had red cheeks, and I don't know if it was because of excitement or because of the cold wind.
The little girl stretched out her hand and pointed to a large castle on the Meuse hills, and said proudly to Charles: "Charr, that is Sunset Castle, the most beautiful castle in the world!"
It was dusk, and the light of the setting sun fell from the west side over the Meuse hills, gilding the whole hill with gold, and the large castle on the hill was even brighter.
"Raise the flag, enter the city!"
Hundreds of knights slowly walked out of the forest and headed for Nancy City.
The lookout post in Nancy saw the cavalry at about the same time, and a loud trumpet sounded.