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Escape, desperately escape......

The lungs were burning with labor pains, and they exhaled through the dry throat from their mouths, and the red hair that had been meticulously combed was no longer distinguishable from its original color in the torrential rain and mud, and it was wet and scattered on the forehead......

Holding a well-made mace in his right hand, Kane carefully observed his surroundings, and after not spotting danger and haunting pursuers for the time being, he walked a few more steps on the slippery mud after the rain in the woodland

Ignoring the stench of sludge emanating from the calfskin boots of high quality, he stumbled against a tall cedar tree, and then sat down slowly

After shaking the kettle on his side, Kane casually threw it aside, gasped for a while and felt the heat in his lungs improve a little, then he raised his head and opened his mouth to stick out his tongue, greedily accepting and sucking the raindrops that fell densely in the air

Tears of unwillingness and hatred mixed with rain spread all over his cheeks from the corners of his eyes, and he closed his eyes in bitterness, Kane's thoughts couldn't help but quietly return to a month ago......

"Good day, honorable priest, you look good today!"

"Father, the Baron has sent an invitation, and he wants to invite you to be the guest of honor at the dinner party in the evening......"

"Kane, I heard that His Excellency the Bishop recommended to the higher authorities that you be in charge of a diocese alone, you lucky fellow......"

As a priest of the Church, Kane, who stood out from the Templar Order and eventually became a priest, was undoubtedly once considered God's favorite

The piety of the commoners, the respect of the nobles, the envy of his companions and the care and help of the bishop as his own father, made Kane, who was less than thirty, really high-spirited, and there were rumors within the church that he might become the youngest bishop in the history of the church.

Of course, if nothing else changes, the above may become true......

"Poof!!" Yesterday he had congratulated himself with envy and pestered his companion for a treat, and one of Kane's friends in the Templar Order had his head smashed like a tattered watermelon with a look of disbelief

Crashing Fly's eyeballs and red and white bodies splashed his face, and the headless Templar slowly knelt to the ground with a long sword in his hand, and Kane, armed with a mace, shouted in horror as he looked at the results he had caused

"No, God, he persecuted me, I have not done anything blasphemous and unlawful, please let me meet His Excellency the Pope, I beg you to ......"

"Damn it, you apostate, you killed a pious knight! Kill him, Lord Bishop orders the capture of Kane Hugh Lancelot! ”

Several Templars, Kane's once familiar comrades-in-arms gradually surrounded them with hideous faces and weapons in their hands without a trace of emotion.

"Get out of here, you brainwashed madmen, I must not just die here, everything is the bishop, everything is the bishop......"

Wildly swinging the mace in his hand, he didn't even pay attention to the scriptures that he usually kept by his side being thrown off

Drawing on his previous combat skills, Kane frantically fought his way out of the siege, killing a Templar again at a small cost, snatching a horse and desperately rushing to the gates where the defenders had not yet received news.

In the heyday of any religion, those who dared to resist or even kill members of the Church would surely be punished and hunted down with the most severe punishment, and Kane's actions completely angered the Church's higher-ups, and with the intervention of the Pope himself, a large number of Templars went out to hunt him down

In this way, chasing and escaping all the way, with a little luck in the previous training in the Knights, Kane was embarrassed but lucky to escape from the control of the imperial capital, although the pursuers behind him have not been completely shaken off, but they can finally give him some respite from time to time.

The conspicuous items on his body have been sold by Kane, valuable small things and ornaments have also been exchanged with the farmers for food and water, day and night do not dare to cross the main road, dare not enter the noble territory, shuttle through the mountains and forests He can only rely on the occasional village for some supplies.

Fortunately, the pursuers were also uncomfortable, which allowed the tired man and horse to occasionally have some rest

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The abundant rain kept taking away the temperature of his body, so that Kane, who was huddled under the tree, could only hug his shoulders tightly, and by the way, let the mount that accompanied him get closer to him, thinking of the past, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and did not expect that the bishop, who usually looked like a father, was so ugly and despicable hidden under his face......

Kane, who had finished his daily missionary work and had packed his belongings and was about to leave amid the nuns' respectful greetings, turned around and walked back to express his gratitude to the Bishop, who had recently been in charge of his guidance in his church

Anyone knows that his own mentor played a great role in the nomination of him as bishop

The church was empty in the dark night, and there was some indescribable weirdness, and he walked around the chapel to the door of the ashram where the bishop usually rested, and was about to knock on the door, but unexpectedly found a glimmer of light shining through the unclosed room

Perhaps it was the occasional muffled noise in the room that made him curious, Kane squinted through the crack in the door, only to see what was going on in the room left his mind blank, and he couldn't make a sound until he was frightened......

On the table where scriptures and miscellaneous items are usually placed, a young woman with her mouth gagged is firmly tied to the corners of the table, and her pale blue eyes exude a look of endless supplication and fear

And the dignified Bishop, the old man who once made Kane regard him as a loving father, kept gently brushing his young body with his left hand, and held a shiny and sharp knife in his right hand, licking his lips gently, with an indescribable perverted and terrifying expression on his face, and his mouth "tsk".

In fear, Kane even forgot to stop it, watching the bishop caress and use a knife like a demon, cutting the girl's body little by little, occasionally bowing his head and licking a few mouthfuls of red blood as if he were intoxicated......

Thinking of the recent disappearance of several commoners and even aristocratic girls, Kane's brain was blank, his lips trembled uncontrollably, although reason told him that this was a real existence in front of him, but for many years, the other party's love and teachings for him made him unable to believe the existence of all this.

After calming down a little, Kane silently recited the scriptures in his mind several times, and then calmed down a little, and after thinking about it, he was still ready to leave quietly, even if this matter violated the doctrine, he decided to rot in his heart, otherwise he would not dare to imagine what cruel punishment and complete loss of honor the Bishop would be subjected to because of this.

Just as Kane turned slightly, and stepped out without any sound, the scripture tucked under his arm happened to touch the edge of the door, and the slight sound was so obvious in the already empty environment

"Who?" In his panic, the bishop stopped torturing the poor girl in an instant, and stared at the dark shadow in the crack of the door that clearly blocked the light

Not daring to make any sound, Kane ran out desperately, he had decided to pretend that he didn't know anything about it, naively thinking that no one would know that the person outside the door was him.

But the bishop in the room, who was contemplative, had already expected who he was, and who he was able to come here freely, could only be the most familiar and the best student he was with......

Wiping the blood from his hands, the bishop smiled and said to himself, "What a pity, my dear student, I thought that our harmonious relationship could be maintained, but now it seems that it is impossible to do so!" ”

Early the next morning, Kane, who had not been able to sleep all night, was awakened early in the morning by the sound of "clang" slamming the door, rubbing his astringent eyes, and as soon as he opened the door, Kane saw several heavily armed Templars blocking the door, and the knights at the head had no emotion on their once familiar faces, and announced in a loud voice

"Father Kane Hugh Lancelot, as a clergyman, blasphemed the gods and violated the doctrine, brutally abducted and molested several young girls, obeyed the orders of the Bishop, and from now on deprived Father Kane of his identity, and will be burned at the stake by the Inquisition without trial!"

"Nope! It's not me ......."