Volume 12 The Rise of the Darkwalkers! The Doomsday Guild! Chapter 7: The Partition of the Conspirators
In the evening, a shadow of night hung over the edge of the day, and fifty griffons flew in five columns into the sky above Beiselen, and these air lords looked down proudly on the plain below. γFengyun Reading Network.γ
Looking at the wide and tall city wall from afar, one of the guards said to Di Fei: "I came here once three years ago, but the city wall is broken in many places, although it is still prosperous, but it looks lonely and bleak, far from being as prosperous and neat and full of life as I see it now. β
Diffie nodded and sighed, and said: "If the diocese of Bethlehem and others were re-established on the broken ruins trampled by the barbarians, no one has done this for thousands of years, but this land has just returned to the arms of the Lord, and as the Lord's people, we immediately began to fight, no wonder the elven dwarves say that we humans are the most forgetful race." β
The attendant next to him looked embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.
Di Fei glanced to the side, and the two paladins were silent, as indifferent and stiff as statues, he smiled and said: "The law of the jungle eats the strong, this is the rule of the game of the gods, in this turbulent situation on the continent, if our Diocese of Saint El does not seek to develop and grow, then sooner or later it will be swallowed up and seized." β
A paladin said coldly, "Lord Priest, we should complete our mission as soon as possible and go back to report to Lord Bishop, instead of talking about it here. β
Di Fei smiled faintly and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Our aim is only to kill the Bishop of Bethlehem, Rundit v Landiston, not to attack the city, so it is wisest to act under the cover of night, please be patient, and then we will fight quickly and leave quickly by nightfall. *β
The paladin thought for a moment and admitted that Diffie was right. Still, he said, "The bishop's mansion must be heavily guarded, and at night. If there are no lights, how can we find the target quickly and accurately?"
The sky where they stayed was still some way from North Selen. The large and small buildings in the city can only be faintly seen, and if you wait until night to enter, how to find the exact target is indeed a headache.
A sly smile appeared on the corner of Di Fei's mouth, and he said, "Don't worry, since Bishop Vaughn has entrusted me with such an important task, how can I not prepare early?"
When the paladin heard the name of the bishop, his expression softened slightly, and he nodded and stopped talking.
The clouds on the horizon have completely become behind the curtain of the night god land. The sporadic lights in the city also lit up like stars in the sky.
As the griffons approached silently, they found that the bustle of the city of Beiselen seemed to be unaffected by the shadow of war.
Di Fei smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe attacking Beisereng is a mistake. β
The attendant was stunned. "Why did Lord Priest say that?" β
Diffie looked solemn and pointed to the bottom and said: "The trade routes of Beisereng are flourishing, and even in times of war, there is no order to interrupt the trade routes, so it is impossible for the people and merchants in the city to be unaware of the news of the war between our diocese of St. El and the allied forces of Dentonlon, but you see, there is no panic and panic in the current scene, what does that mean? \β
He sighed. "Bishop Rantiston is not easy. β
A paladin snorted coldly. He said: "If the faith is not pure, how can the heart be firm? This is only a faΓ§ade covered by luxury and erosion." When the Bishop's legion arrives, everything here will be purified, and prosperity will become dust in the ruins. β
The other paladin was quite dissatisfied with Di Fei's words, and said, "Lord Priest is a disciple of Lord Bishop, how can he be confused by these mortal shadows?"
"I have always taken to heart the teachings of the Bishop. Diffie said respectfully, he glanced deeply at the two paladins, and said in an accentuated tone: "Don't dare to forget at any time." β
He turned out of the corner of his eye, glanced down, pointed to a platform and said, "Look, there, I'll send a signal first." Then he quietly reached into his arms, and threw out a ball of light that shimmered with fireflies, and floated slowly in the air.
The two paladins didn't know anything about people, and they didn't feel anything wrong, but even an ordinary officer could find it here, and with such a blatant signal, wasn't he afraid that the enemy on the watchtower would notice it?
Thankfully, everything is safe and sound,8
Di Fei seemed to be relieved and said, "It's okay, our people have already made arrangements, just wait for us to go down." He smiled and said to the two paladins, "Although everything is correct, I am not at ease." β
The two paladins glanced at each other, and one of them said in a deep voice: "Your consideration is correct, the two of us will go down first, and if there is any accident, please leave here immediately and tell the bishop." β
Diffie looked grateful and said, "The two of you are of noble character, selfless and selfless, and they really live up to the righteous name of the Templars. β
A paladin didn't have any happy expression that could bear the compliment, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't delay, go!"
Diffie's eyes flickered, and he watched seemingly calmly as the two black dots flew downward, his eyes narrowing.
"Boom!"
Two points of light suddenly flashed in the dark night, and the astonishing fluctuations of qi magic could even be felt by Di Fei, who was hundreds of meters above him, and his robe fluttered.
He waved his hand lightly and said, "Okay, let's go down." β
This time, there was no interception, and forty-eight griffons managed to land on the platform.
But a bloodied figure stumbled over and said in a hoarse voice, "Lord Priest, there are traitors. Go back!"
Diffie was stunned, he looked over in surprise, and let the paladin grab his robe, the latter's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were spurting blood, obviously falling from a high altitude was not pleasant, even with the paladin's superb defense, it also damaged the internal organs.
Diffie sighed and said, "You are truly loyal to the Bishop. He paused. And then he said, "So, you should die." β
At the end of the sentence, he suddenly drew his sword from the guard. [ ] Then he slashed down on the paladin's face full of bewilderment, and "plopped". Blood spilled.
Di Fei casually threw the sword on the ground, he looked regretfully at the corpse that had only half of his head broken, took out a silk silk from his arms, slowly wiped the blood on his hands, and then looked at the figure who was walking out of the darkness, and said, "I hope the matter over there has been done." β
Dressed in a bishop's robe, Luo Lan came from the darkness to the light of the light, and he smiled: "This time I asked the master thief of the Doomsday Guild to take action, and this matter is nine out of ten." He took a glass of red wine from the tray of the guard next to him and handed it over. "Come, have a glass of wine, and celebrate your ascension to the bishopric throne." β
"I hope so, and I wish you the faith of Danton Lun. Diffie smiled and took it. The two of them glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths showed a knowing and deep smile at the same time.
From Dentonlun's rebellion to St. Air's army, all of this is driven by these two people behind the scenes.
Although the purpose of the two is different, they can benefit from each other.
Diffie emptied the elite soldiers and horses of the Diocese of St. Air, and transferred two of the personal paladins around Bishop Vaughn, just to facilitate Luo Lan to arrange for people to carry out assassinations.
And the olive branch that reached out to Danton Lun. But it was Diffie who made it happen. Just to facilitate Luo Lan to use this matter as an opportunity to unify the faith of the entire Danton Lun, these two conspirators. Behind the scenes, he planned in detail and directed all the scenes.
"As soon as this is done, I will take over the army of Saint-Eyre, and I will be able to return to the diocese probably tomorrow. Di Fei shook the quilt in his hand, deliberately did not look at Luo Lan, but stared at the sediment floating up and down in it, and said, "I just don't know what you are going to do with the Danton Lundi army?"
Luo Lan smiled deeply and said, "If there is no problem, it should be under my control at this time, right?"
Diffie's eyes flickered in the depths of his eyes, he nodded, finally took a sip of the wine in the glass, and praised: "It is still the Sanjo wine that has been brought from the Bernts that is the most mellow, and I am not as good as the Bishop of Landiston in the diocese of Saint-Air." β
Luo Lan smiled slightly, he waved his hand, and said, "This time, a total of fifty barrels of wine were shipped from the East, and I prepared twenty barrels for Bishop Difei." β
Di Fei picked up the wine glass and took a sip of it, and lowered his head to prevent Luo Lan from seeing his expression, and said lightly: "I'm not a bishop yet." β
Luo Lan looked at him and said meaningfully: "You are the designated heir of the Diocese of St. Air, and once Bishop Vaughn dies, I don't think anyone can compete with you for the position of bishop, even the Pope may not be able to point fingers." β
Hearing this, Diffie's face changed instead of being happy, and he took another sip of wine, but this time it was a big gulp, which was completely different from his previous elegant demeanor.
After a moment, he fiddled with the crystal clear wine glass, and said with a deep face: "Although I have already arranged for the replacement of the dead ghosts, what the other dioceses think is out of my control. β
Luo Lan behaved very relaxedly, asked the attendant to fill another glass for Di Fei, took the initiative to reach over and touch him gently, and said: "As long as you have the power and the army in your hands, you don't have to care about those gossips." β
Di Fei smiled bitterly: "I don't think I'm a believer in the Lord anymore, and now I go to hell, I'm afraid the demon king will like me a little more." β
Luo Lan smiled happily, "How can you be sure that the Lord is not like this?"
Diffie was stunned, laughed the same way, drank the wine in the glass, and then stretched out his hand and said with great sincerity: "The diocese of Saint-El will always be the staunchest ally of the diocese of Bethlehem. β
Luo Lan raised his eyebrows, he also stretched out his hand, smiled and shook the other party affectionately with this common etiquette, and said, "As I said before, all believers in the Lord can always walk under the same sun. β
Diffie smiled and said something meaningful: "Sooner or later, the world will be ours." β
Luo Lan deeply believes that at least in the next few years, if there are no special opportunities to appear, then in this troubled world full of crises and challenges, the power of two dioceses is definitely greater than one.
Di Fei took the initiative to compromise with Luo Lan, but this was also a helpless move, he was different from Vaughn, he thought that he should focus on the Central Continent, before that, he and Luo Lan should be good partners, not enemies fighting for life and death, so that he could move the Eastern Continent to get a steady stream of trade support, and no longer need to look at the face of the coastal diocese.
And why doesn't Luo Lan want to keep a trade route smooth, so that Beiselen will accelerate its prosperity, and the cooperation with the diocese of St. Eyre, no matter how you look at it, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, Bethlehem has endless untapped treasures, and the land is vast and sparsely populated, in the future for a period of time, he will do his best to run the diocese, strive to develop and expand his own power, secretly observe every move of the central continent, once the right time appears, he will take advantage of the situation to grab his own greater interests.
The vast plain between the Diocese of St. El and the Kingdom of Dentonlun is the connection point between the central continent and the eastern continent, and after this region is in its own hands, it can be attacked and defended in the future, completely holding the initiative in its own hands.
"Your Excellency, there's a letter from ahead. An attendant ran up and handed over a letterhead.
Luo Lan picked up the fire paint, opened it, smiled slightly, and handed it to Di Fei.
Di Fei's heart moved, he reached out to take it, glanced at it hurriedly, the corners of his eyes jumped, forced down the excitement in his heart, slowly closed, and took a deep breath, and said, "He's dead." β
Luo Lan had been observing his expression, smiled at the moment, and said as a matter of course: "The Doomsday Guild's Dark Walker shot was originally foolproof. β
Di Fei was silent for a while before he said, "I wonder if the Bishop can introduce the leader of the Doomsday Guild." β
Luo Lan looked over and said, "Bishop Difei, what do you mean......"
Although he was still the title of bishop, Diffie sounded less harsh than just now, but calmly accepted it, he pointed to the parchment scroll, and said, "Please tell this honorable president that I would like to set up a branch of the Doomsday Guild in the diocese of St. El and the feudal territories under his jurisdiction. β
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