In the center of the silent altar, the dark pupils stared at the deranged Gaspar, and the black-haired wizard's face was not as stunned as a pool of stagnant water.

Not only because he was mentally prepared when he came, but also out of a certain compassion, which made him feel a little more pity for the Governor of Byrne in front of him.

In any case, he was the Governor of Byrne appointed by the Empire, a figure on a par with the Dukes and even the Prince of Saklan... And now, like a reservoir dog, he was betrayed and still obsessed with the lies that deceived him.

In addition to irony, it is more bleak to the extreme funny.

And Gaspar, who fell into madness, didn't notice the dark-haired wizard's increasingly "sympathetic" eyes, still chattering and roaring, and his hoarse voice twitched:

"Loren Turin, do you really think I'm going to throw in the towel so easily, do you really think I'm going to hand over the Red Blood Castle and the entire Duchy of Byrne to you and Brandon behind you, the infamous 'disgraced prince'?!

When hell freezes over!

It's not over yet, this battle isn't over yet! Gaspar Vane is the Governor of Byrne, the ruler of the Duchy of Byrne! I will not die in such an ugly place, and then be accused of a trumped-up crime by you!

Wait, tonight the entire Duchy of Byrne will have a once-in-a-century miracle, and the goddess Brünnhilde will see the light of day again!

Holy Cross, Empire, Dragon...... None of this is worth mentioning in front of Brunhilde!

And when the goddess comes, I will be her chief apostle when I break the seal for her... She will crown me as the Knight King of Byrne, as she did hundreds of years ago, and become the true ruler of this ancient kingdom!"

Loren didn't say a word, and let Gaspar scream wildly there, his expression getting colder and colder:

“...... I guess, that's what Farnesscis promised you ... Release Brunhilde and make you the true ruler of the Duchy of Byrne?"

"That's right, that's right, we've talked about the conditions!" Gaspar repeated excitedly, his eyes becoming more and more distracted, more and more confused:

"The Holy Cross is nothing but a lie to deceive mankind, a lie that does not exist, just a tool used by De Salion and the Heavenly Dome to rule the Empire! They have carefully compiled this shocking deception in order to cover up the truth, denounce those powerful forces that really exist as evil gods, and turn the people of the Empire into complete fools!"

"This is the truth of this world, we must expose them, only by tearing these lies apart can we give the empire a way out, let the true gods bless us, and completely destroy the rule of the Holy Cross Church!"

Gaspar's words grew faster and more incoherent, from usurping the principality to saving the world and destroying the entire church: "Fanecis... He saw the truth of this world! The so-called 'monsters of the north' are nothing but lies of the church and the Heavenly Dome Palace, and those so-called demons are the true gods who have been expelled by them, and they are the real devils!"

"We must save the Empire and save this world from the clutches of the Holy Cross, and only then is the true right path, and the first step... It's to bring Brunhilde back to the light of day!"

Loren was slightly stunned, and his dark pupils suddenly shrank.

I see: destroying the cathedral of the principalities, secretly establishing heretical orders, freeing the imprisoned and fallen evil gods, and fundamentally destroying the foundation of the faith of the Holy Cross Church......

Each one is broken, and the bottom of the kettle is drawn... Fanenscist, that's your plan?

As the "former" bishop of the Holy Cross, he was one of the people who knew the structure and secrets of the Church best, and the seemingly powerful and impregnable Church of the Holy Cross was probably full of loopholes in his eyes!

After all, today's church is no longer the "sword-preaching" church of the second generation, and the clergy in various regions are gradually slacking off and content with pleasures, and the number of knights of oath is decreasing... The foundation of the faith of the empire has gradually become no different from that of the noble lords.

Farnessc... He knew better than anyone that with the exception of the more pious ones like Lothair, it was impossible for the vast majority of principalities not to complain about the existence of the Church... Especially the aristocracy who are nostalgic to the 'glorious past' and have been deprived of many powers.

Twelve generations ago, Saklan, like the principalities, was only one of the ancient kingdoms, and it was the dragon that soared in the sky that could become the overlord of the empire, and what made the principalities dare not rebel in the slightest.

So... What if there were still forces in this world that could compete with dragons?

The principality is independent, the empire collapses, and the world returns to the Old Kingdom, when the nations conquered twelve generations ago... It's not impossible.

And those who have been released, the fallen gods... Even if it is just to maintain its own "existence", it will do whatever it takes, even to cooperate with the Phanescists, to defend against the threat from the Holy Cross!

"I will be the savior of Byrne, I will be the knight king of Byrne!" Gaspar was still shouting, and his hideous shouting became more and more harsh: "Empire, world... A new era will be in my hands——!"

"You can't be anything, Lord Governor......"

The black-haired wizard said in a cold voice, the dragon tooth in his hand aimed the tip of the spear at Gaspar's heart, "You're going to die here." ”

As the words fell, a crisp cracking sound rang out, Gaspar's body shuddered violently, his torso convulsed violently, and bright red blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and even his eyes were stained scarlet.

In the next second, Gaspar's twitching and twisted hands suddenly clenched the dragon's teeth, and fixed them in the center of his pierced chest.

Loren's heartstrings tightened!

"Hehehehe... Hehehahahaha... Hahahahaha......!!!!ha

Gaspar, who suddenly looked up, stared at the black-haired wizard's stunned gaze almost face to face, blood constantly spilling from the corners of his smirk:

"Loren Turin... You've finally been fooled!"

Before the black-haired wizard could react, the entire shrine began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, and Gaspar in front of him was still clutching the dragon tooth in his hand, refusing to let go of it at all.

"Do you really think I'm crazy, and want to get more information from me?" Gaspar, whose mouth was covered in blood, laughed wildly, his expression more crazy than before, but also calmer:

"Long before you came, I broke the seal of this altar... Farnesis is right, you're a self-righteous fool!"

The twitching hands continued to exert force, and the sharp tip of the spear had completely penetrated his body:

"Brünnhilde, Duchy of Byrne, Doge, Knight King, Church of the Holy Cross...... Do you think I really care?"

The loud tremors continued, and the cracks were spreading all over the tiles and dome at an alarming rate, and the entire altar was already crumbling, and it would not be surprising that it would collapse immediately.

"You've won, Loren Torino, you've won through and through... Even if he can survive this night, Conod will not hesitate to abandon me - our crown prince is such a ruthless, useless lackey and loyal servant, to him is no different from obstacles and troubles, and letting me go to hell is his best choice!"

"Since I'm destined to go to hell, I want you to drag it down with me!"

The black-haired wizard tugged on the barrel of his gun and kicked Gaspar in the abdomen.

The tip of the spear went through his chest, smashing his ribs, tearing the remaining tendons completely, and slumping to the ground like a piece of blood-spurting rotten flesh.

Even so, Gaspar, who was already a blur of blood, struggled to his feet from the ground, and the torn lobes of his lungs let out a strange howl from his throat and lunged at Loren head-on.

"Prepare to join me in the miracle of the goddess Brunhilde and the end of the Crimson Castle, ——!!!! Loren Turin"

"Poof——!

The cold tip of the spear pierced through his eyebrows accurately, and in the dark pupils, the sinister smile on Gaspar's face gradually relaxed, and his eyes completely darkened.

In the next second, the entire altar collapsed!