Peter stood outside the gate of Wimpal Castle, smiling as he looked at the dozen cavalrymen gathered not far away, as well as the red background gold cross of the church servants, and walked towards him with a faint menace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Loren and Dalton Kander stood on either side of the old man, their right hand on the hilt of their swords, alert to the smoke and dust from the horse's hooves and footsteps not far away.

"Do you need me to call the others?" asked the black-robed wizard motionlessly.

"No, we're here to welcome guests, Dalton. The old man's tone was extremely relaxed, and he waved his hand at Loren, and there was no nervousness in his expression: "Release the sword, kid." They are servants of the Holy Cross, and those pious and good people will not treat me as an old man!"

The corners of Loren's mouth wiped an embarrassed smile, although he didn't know where the old man's confidence came from, but since the other party had already said so, there was no reason for him to stick to it.

What's more, this is Vimpal, and even the church can't be arrogant enough to kill people here.

The cavalry and servants in the crowd stopped, and a young priest with a thin face dressed in a golden-red church dress walked out, walked to a distance of about ten meters from Peter with an almost rigid countenance, and bowed his head slightly:

"In the name of the Church and of His Holiness Bishop Fabiang, greetings to you, Abbot Peter of Wimpal. ”

"Please also greet Lord Fabiang on my behalf, and may the Holy Cross protect him. ”

The kind old man also smiled and saluted the other party: "I don't know what to call you yet?"

"Below is just a humble servant of the Holy Cross and Lord Fabiang, a faithful believer. The young priest spoke humbly, but there was no mildness: "You just need to call me Farnesis." ”

"So, now that we've exchanged pleasantries, let's get down to business. The young priest then spoke: "The order given to me by the Bishop is urgent, and I do not want to delay any time. ”

"Right here?" Peter was a little surprised, and stretched out his hand behind him very enthusiastically, "Why don't you go in and sit down, and let us entertain you from afar." ”

"Thank you for having me, but no more. Without even thinking about it, the young priest directly refused: "If it were just me, of course I would be more than happy to accept your invitation." ”

"But...... As a messenger of the Church, my status prevents me from stepping into such a place of blasphemy, nor accepting the invitation and hospitality of a sorcerer. So forgiveness. ”

Really...... I don't hide it at all. Loren's eyes flickered as he stood behind, and although the other party's attitude was much stronger than that of Father Anthony, the contempt and hatred were completely from the inside out and from the heart.

Although he had known for a long time that the other party was not good, the young priest was somewhat surprised by Loren's expectations. And the other party sent such a person, the purpose and intention are also obvious.

"I think you should know what Lord Fabiang has sent me for, Your Excellency. Without waiting for the old man to speak, the young priest named Fanecis directly opened his mouth: "Three days ago, Father Anthony of Gumu Town died tragically in the church, which is a horrific thing in the entire dukedom!"

"What's more, in fact, not long ago, your academy sent a wizard apprentice to deal with the ghouls of Gumgi, and after the death of a Catholic, he assured that Gumgi was no longer in danger. We have reason to suspect that it was because Father Anthony trusted the apprentice's promise too much that he let his guard down and was killed!"

"It's just a misunderstanding. Peter, whose face did not change, replied directly: "Father Antony's accident is regrettable, but it has absolutely nothing to do with our apprentice. ”

"You're probably saying that the Wimpal Academy isn't going to take responsibility for this, are you?" the young priest asked sharply, "Or do you think the church is framing you?"

Threatening voices echoed outside the castle gates, and the atmosphere of serenity seemed to freeze.

“...... I definitely didn't mean that. The old man, who was silent for a moment, still maintained the last smile and great patience: "Please rest assured that you and Lord Fabiang have never forgotten their duties. ”

"I hope you remember what your duties are, otherwise the Church will not tolerate a wizarding academy in the land of the Holy Cross, if the Wimpal Academy cannot reflect its own value, if there is still anything related to blasphemy in the dukedom, even the Duke himself will not be able to vouch for you!"

"And please don't forget that you haven't given us an explanation of what happened in Wild Dog Village until now - the whole village disappeared overnight. Many parishioners suspect that those poor villagers have been turned into victims of their evil beliefs by some heretical believers!"

"The benevolent Lord Fabiang believes in your promise and does not accuse the Duke of the matter, which is already the greatest tolerance for the Vimpal Academy. If there is a next time, if there is any such appalling incident, the people who come here will not be just a mere person, but a ......"

"Even if Lord Fabiang comes in person, I am sure enough to promise him that there will never be a second time!"

Peter, who spoke suddenly, interrupted the young priest's words, making him somewhat annoyed. But before he could open his mouth to reprimand, the old man suddenly stepped forward, making him subconsciously take two steps back in horror.

"And I ask you to convey to Lord Fabiang that we will thoroughly investigate the cause of Father Antony's death, and find out the whole thing, and the results will definitely satisfy him!"

"I—I will definitely convey it to Lord Fabiang!" The young priest, whose eyes widened and who was a little frightened from the bottom of his heart, hurriedly spoke: "But please also be sure to abide by the agreement, because the Church will never spare any evil person who attempts to desecrate the Holy Cross, and Father Antony's sacrifice will be revealed!"

"We all hope for it. With that, the smiling old man stretched out his right hand to the young priest, who shook Peter's hand as if he had lost his mind, and then walked back to the group behind him with some shrunken eyes.

Pretty, Loren couldn't help but sigh.

Abbot Peter, who had been patient throughout, only finally forced the other party back by means of a "surprise attack", so that the unscrupulous priests could only leave like this, without taking advantage of anything - saving the face of the college and the whole college itself.

Of course, the fact that Vimpal College is still responsible for Father Anthony's death cannot be changed, and if it is not handled well, the results will not be very optimistic.

Regardless, Peter bought time for the academy to allow things to slow down. In the current situation, this could not be better.

It wasn't until the team of the Holy Cross Church left Wimpal Castle that the old man breathed a long sigh of relief, and his eyes revealed an extremely tired and helpless look: "Dalton, go and gather all the apprentices and their mentors and gather in the main hall of the academy. ”

"This time it's not something that can be solved casually. I have a hunch that Fabiang wants to take advantage of this opportunity to ban us in one go, and he will definitely not be willing to give up!" The old man's tone was very firm: "We need to unite the strength of the entire academy to survive this crisis. ”

The resolute Dalton nodded and turned away, and Loren, who sensed his gaze, followed closely and walked in the direction of the main castle of the college.

Just after leaving the gate, Dalton suddenly stopped and pressed Loren's shoulder: "You go back now and tell Ain and Isaac that the three of you are not allowed to leave the North Tower!"

"I'm commanding you, apprentice, in my capacity as a mentor - no matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave until I return!"