The palm of the hand holding the window lattice trembled slightly, and Philip was silent for a long time, and when he turned his head to face Werther, it seemed that he had aged twenty years at once.

"Teacher, it doesn't matter to you, right?"

"It doesn't matter...... Philip shook his head in a slump "that bastard from Krautz really did it...... This is a big problem. ”

Werther hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage to suggest: "How about you hurry out and make a speech and call on the Knights to stop using violence?" ”

"It's too late, the Knights only listen to Klautz's orders, it's useless for me to speak, it will only intensify the conflict." From the peak of ambition to the bottom of reality, the force that had supported Philip's strategy for days seemed to be suddenly withdrawn from him, making him look particularly decadent.

"Knight Captain Klautz probably won't ...... Poisoned you, right? Werther was worried.

This reminded Philip, who barely bred up his spirits to perform the prophetic spell and threw a dice to check the bad luck, and then his face became even more ugly.

"You're right, we're in a dangerous situation." Philip hurriedly opened the drawer, stuffed a stack of documents into the storage bag, thought for a while, and handed the storage bag to Werther, "These important documents can't fall into the hands of Krautz, you take them, leave the temple immediately, and find a safe place to hide." ”

"Teacher, aren't you leaving?"

Philip shook his head and said unwillingly: "I still have a chance to turn over if I stay here, if I escape...... Then there is no hope of being in control at all. ”

Witt also wanted to persuade, but Philip waved his hand to stop him, and said in a deep voice: "You leave the temple and go to find someone immediately." ”

"Mr. Janis?"

Philip shook his head slightly: "Krautz will definitely send someone to keep an eye on the seminary, you can't go directly to Denis...... Go to the 'House of Friendliness', Mrs. Evgenia may have a way to get us out of trouble, you tell her that the promise I made in that letter to General Rudolph is still valid! ”

"Okay, I remember!" Witt hugged Philip with tears in his eyes, "Teacher, take care. ”

Seeing Werther leave in a hurry through the back door, Philip's mood calmed down. He sorted through the papers, threw the important files that he didn't have time to take with him into the fireplace and burned them, then picked up his staff and strode towards the main entrance.

Boom! The door to the temple was slammed open, and a group of uninvited guests in gray cloaks burst in, the air current lifting the brim of their hats, and it was Clown who walked in front.

"That old fellow of Janis was clever enough to take the priesthood out into the streets to incite the mob, and the temple became the emptiest part of the city, which made it convenient for us." Krautz was in a good mood, and walked into the temple with the Grand Knight of Erwin beside him, as if the archbishop on the other side did not exist at all.

"Clautz, you're going too far!" Philip gripped the gold-encrusted staff and walked down the stairs with a look of rage.

Krautz sneered and greeted him, "The more over-the-top is still to come, you just wait to enjoy it!" ”

"Do you dare to be rude to me?" Philip glared at Krautes condescendingly, and the brilliance of divine power surged in his hands, "Even if it's just me, it's enough to send you traitors who commit rebellion!" ”

"Hehe, isn't the quasi-legendary priest amazing? When I came here, I wasn't afraid of your stubborn resistance. Clautz raised his left hand, and the sapphire ring on his middle finger suddenly shone green, opening an "anti-magic field" to envelop him and Philip together.

The anger on Philip's face quickly replaced with horror. Without magic and supernatural powers, Krautz is still a burly man in heavy armor, a professional soldier with rich combat experience, and the pampered archbishop is at a loss for his supernatural powers, and is restrained by Krautz in a panic.

"Damn! You madman, let me go—"

Philip was still trying to struggle, but Krautz's guards had already swarmed him, and tied him to the ground with all their hands and feet, and what made Philip feel most angry and deprived of dignity was that these barbaric fellows had stuffed the mouth of His Excellency the Archbishop, who had preached and preached, with a virgin holiness, and the stench almost made his old man unconscious on the spot.

"Very well, now this old guy has to shut up." Clotz sneered and walked up to Philip, stepped on his chest so that he could not struggle, leaned down and forcibly took the platinum seal ring, which represented the authority of the archbishop, off Philip's hand, and turned around and ordered his subordinates: "Erwin, go find a large sack, put our archbishop in it, and send it to the lock-up cell in the basement of the temple, which is a special cell for the punishment of the clergy who have committed crimes, and the cell is constant." Keeping Philip there helps him to reflect on his mistakes, and sending two men to guard the cell and giving him a bottle of water and a pound of bread a day is enough, anyway, he is tired of the days of fine clothes and fine food, and coarse tea and light food are not without benefit to his health. ”

"Woo-woo-" Philip struggled with anger when he heard that Clotz had abused himself like this.

Krautz winked in displeasure, and Grand Knight Elwin immediately rushed to the sack and kicked him twice...... His Excellency the Archbishop had no choice but to give up the protest with interest.

His knights dragged away the sacks, and Klautz played with the rings thoughtfully. At this time, the Grand Knight of Erwin turned around from the window and said in a deep voice: "General, the resistance of the mob is very fierce, our number of people is too small, and you have asked that no killers be killed, many brothers who maintain order are dragged off their horses by the mob and beaten, so it is difficult for us to control the situation in the city, and there will even be a large number of casualties." ”

Klautz nodded slightly: "I'm also thinking about this, our people alone can't fight against tens of thousands of crazy mobs, you go to Colonel Camp and ask him to urge the security forces to help us maintain order." ”

Erwin hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Camp is the Archbishop's hand-picked henchman, I'm afraid he won't follow your command...... Unless it is decreed by the archbishop. ”

"It's not easy to ask for Philip's edict, so I'll write him one." Krautz walked over to his desk, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote a letter of authorization ordering Colonel Kemp's command of the security forces to be handed over to Erwyn, imitating Philip's handwriting, and then stamped it with the archbishop's ring.

The handwriting doesn't look too similar, but a seal with a magic insignia is definitely not fake. Colonel Camp can't read a lot of big characters, not to mention that according to the imperial system, it doesn't matter whether the handwriting is true or false, what matters is whether there is a seal or not.

Grand Knight Elwin took the forged power of attorney and led a detachment of centurions to the camp of the security forces, demanding that Colonel Camp hand over command.