The gray-haired Conan Doyle was dressed in a messy garment and had blood at the corners of his mouth. He looked at Roland expectantly, but he didn't dare to speak.

And behind Conan Doyle, he was followed by his old wife, two sons, two daughters-in-law, and two children, one older and one younger.

The older one is about 10 years old, and the younger one is about 7 years old.

The group of people looked terrified, but because of the prestige of the Storm Temple, they didn't dare to move, and their hands were obediently tied.

Roland looked at it for a while, then turned back to see the middle-aged male priest in the lead, and said in a gentle tone: "These people are also involved in the affairs of Sicilian City?" ”

The middle-aged pastor looked Roland up and down, a little jealous, but his tone did not back down in the slightest: "Who are you?" The Storm Temple does things, and those who don't have a bit of background get out of the way. ”

This was arrogant enough, and Roland smiled: "There really is no background, but this Del Bon city. For the time being, I'll have the final say. ”

Cage nodded with satisfaction on the side, he felt that Roland's attitude of not being humble or arrogant was very good, and his niece's man should have such momentum.

"You're the city lord?" The middle-aged priest looked at Roland with a hesitant expression.

"It's not."

The middle-aged priest sighed, he knew who Roland was.

Before coming to Del Bang City, he had done a little research and learned that there was now a person in Del Bang City who controlled the city lord's mansion and took control of the city in disguise.

It's just that he didn't remember the name of the man.

"I understand what you're capable of." The middle-aged priest nodded: "I'll give you face, and I can explain to you why I took these people away." They were rebels, and they had a deep connection with the sinners of the city of Sicilya. According to the oracle of the gods, I will take them away to condemn, so do you understand? ”

Roland turned his gaze to Conan Doyle and asked, "Are you really involved in the Rebel incident in Sicilian City?" ”

"No, no!" After all, Conan Doyle is an old man, and he immediately saw that Roland had the intention of helping him speak, so he seized this opportunity and hurriedly shouted: "Your Excellency Roland, I don't, I really don't." The man he was talking to was my brother, with whom I only corresponded occasionally, and for more than a year my family had not even ...... the city of Delbon Yes. ”

Conan Doyle said this, and was punched in the abdomen directly by a young priest from behind.

After screaming, he fell to his knees and vomited stomach acid.

Roland raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you let him finish?" ”

The middle-aged pastor turned around, glanced at the young pastor who had just beaten someone, and then turned back to Roland and said, "He is talking nonsense, of course he can't let him talk nonsense." ”

"But I want to hear it."

Roland's smile was even more pronounced.

Seeing Roland's attitude, the middle-aged pastor knew that things were not going to get along. His expression became solemn: "Your Excellency really intends to be an enemy of our Storm Temple?" ”

"You're the ones who are making trouble on my turf." Roland said calmly: "Now you actually beat me up first, saying that I am looking for trouble like you, the people of the Storm Temple, are they all so unreasonable and arrogant?" ”

As soon as the young priest heard this, his face immediately changed, and he was furious and wanted to come up and beat Roland.

But the middle-aged priest directly stopped his subordinate, he looked at Roland, his expression of surprise became heavier and heavier, and finally asked: "This kind of arrogant tone of speech, you are not a nobleman, and the nobles will be in awe when they see the people of our temple...... In this world, there is only one kind of person who does not have a sense of fear of God, and you are the son of gold? ”

"It seems that you didn't investigate the news of the city before you came." Roland smiled, "Yes, I am indeed the son of gold........."

Then Roland's expression seemed to change a little bit, and his eyes became a little sharper.

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the middle-aged pastor, even the young pastor who was so fierce that he wanted to beat people just now was silent.

Their expressions are tangled, as if they want to be tough, but they don't want to be tough.

It has been almost two years since the Son of Gold appeared in this world, and a lot has happened in the past two years.

This group of neurotic people who don't sleep at night, run around, and even stab with sticks in the stinky ditches in front of other people's houses to see if they can fish out some strange things, have already shown their reputation and characteristics to the world.

Most of the sons of gold are good people, and as long as they are unjust, they want to take care of them.

When drunkards fight, they will persuade them to fight, and if they are attacked, they will beat both sides together.

When a man beats his wife, the son of gold will strike hard and beat her husband half to death before leaving.

He will also help the grandmother cross the street and help the crying children pick wild fruits to make them happy.

They will do even these little things, not to mention the big things related to the life and death of good and evil.

These sons of gold, no matter who you are, as long as you do bad things, you dare to care.

From the royal family and nobles to the flower-arm peddlers, there is no one they are afraid of, and there is no one they dare not beat.

They also had several Sons of Gold priests in their Storm Temple, one of whom discovered a certain cardinal's unspoken rule of a female priest and later exposed it, only to be killed by the cardinal.

After the resurrection, the Son of Gold priest launched several suicide attacks against the cardinal archbishop, all without success.

But I don't know why, after the Golden Son who was practicing in the temples of other cities learned the news, he came over and formed a team, and the five of them directly beat the cardinal archbishop to death.

This should have been a big deal, but in the end, the Storm Goddess did not send an oracle to blame, and the Pope took the initiative to suppress this, and dealt with it properly, and did not let the family scandal publicize.

In the end, the five golden sons who killed the cardinal archbishop became bishops-in-waiting.

Since then, the priests of the Storm Temple have known that once the Children of Gold start to be more serious, it means that they are starting to stand on the moral high ground, and things will get troublesome.

Several people looked at each other, and the middle-aged priest turned to look at Conan Doyle, who was still retching, and asked, "Old man, I want you a word, you really haven't been out of Delbon City for more than a year?" ”

Conan Doyle shook his head vigorously, and because of the pain, he spoke with difficulty: "No, really not, Your Excellency. ”

"It looks like we've been misled by some people." The middle-aged male priest in the lead shook out a gold coin, grabbed Conan Doyle's hand, and forced it into his palm: "This is compensation for disturbing you." ”

Conan Doyle looked up in surprise at the middle-aged male pastor who had suddenly changed his words.

He knew exactly how vicious this man was half an hour ago.

The other party broke into their house, and without saying a word, he first beat himself and his two sons fatly, and then said that they were rebels and would be taken back to the temple and burned to death.

Now you're apologizing to yourself?

The middle-aged man in the lead ignored Conan Doyle's gaze, he turned to look at Roland, and said, "Since the matter has been clarified, then we will go first, and we will have a chance to chat with His Excellency Roland again." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged pastor waved his hand and left directly with a dozen of his subordinates.

The two female priests wore small skirts, revealing their long white thighs.

The female priests of the Storm God Cult do not wear heavy armor.

They walked past Roland and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

When the group was completely gone, Conan Doyle's family all breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

Conan Doyle thanked Roland incessantly.

Roland waved his hand, turned and slowly left.

Cage frees his men from the Conan Doyle family, and catches up with Roland.

He asked curiously, "If that middle-aged pastor just now didn't give in, would you really kill him?" ”

"Even if you are Andonara's uncle, you can't defile people's innocence for nothing, when am I going to kill someone?" Roland asked rhetorically, a little strangely.

Cage cut off disdainfully: "When I was a mercenary, I experienced many more battles than you imagined, and I am very familiar with the killing intent, just now you moved the murderous intent, but it is very strong." ”

Roland snorted: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who kills people indiscriminately?" ”

"No, but you really want to kill him, so there must be a reason for you."

Roland smiled meaningfully.

At this time, in his field of vision, a system prompt popped up: The quest "Stop the Storm Temple from Taking Conan Doyle" has been completed, and the character experience points are 220 points.

On the other side, after the middle-aged priest left the city gate, he kept walking out, and then walked directly into a small forest, and saw that no one was chasing behind him, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, holding the trunk of the tree next to him with one hand, bending over and panting, and the two female priests next to him were also sweating profusely, their faces were pale, as if they were seriously ill.

The other ten male pastors didn't know why, but when they saw the three of them like this, they wondered, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"That Roland wanted to kill us just now!" The middle-aged pastor wiped the sweat on his head like raindrops: "I'm still alert and witty, otherwise we really have to confess there." ”

The ten pastors looked at each other.

The young pastor, who had been very fierce before, said strangely, "No, I see that his expression just now seems to be quite normal. ”

"It's normal on the surface." The middle-aged pastor said with palpitations: "But there was suddenly a strong killing intent in his eyes, very strong. If we stay any longer, he'll really kill us, and if you don't believe us, ask both of them. ”

The middle-aged pastor pointed to two female pastors.

The two priestesses nodded vigorously.

These two priestesses are the Storm Temple's unique professions, the Wind Chanters.

The so-called wind is the air flow, which is the air. They can read the air around them, including but not limited to smells, and the emotions of those around them.

When Roland moved the killing intent, the two of them really felt it.

was scared half to death, so they didn't dare to look at Roland.

The young pastor was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he was about to shout, 'How dare he,' but then he forced himself to endure it.

The other party is the son of gold, and he really dares.

The young pastor unwillingly punched the trunk of the tree beside him, and he turned his head and asked, "Bishop, is this all our mission to do?" The Pope will be disappointed in us when we go back, and maybe lock us up in a cell for a few days. ”

"It's better to be locked up for a few days than to lose your life." The middle-aged priest said helplessly: "Conan Doyle has the son of gold to protect him, and we can't touch him, and we don't dare to move." The sword ghost Kazan is powerful enough, in order to protect a little maid, the son of gold even killed Kazan, a legendary swordsman, and it was still the hands of a group of women. We're a piece of! Do you really think he wouldn't dare cut us? ”