The green meadows around Greensemburg used to be beautiful, but now they have been ruined by the foul smell of the fish.

Hundreds of hideous Night Slaves were not able to break through the defenses of the thirty elite squads, but were wiped out under the double blow of powerful holy water and Ariane, and the dark black pus and blood flowing from their bodies flowed on the grass, corroding the charred dirt and emitting a strong stench.

"Lord Marquis, we are going to bring Marquis Dietre back to the Dawn Sanctuary in Nasser so that he can be judged by light, do you want to pass with us?"

Bishop Honey, who had been in the castle all the way just now, came over majestically and made a warm invitation to Charles.

A figure of the level of Marquis Dietre was infected with darkness, and he also maliciously attacked the servants of light, which is a very big event, and it is also a very great credit, as long as he is brought to the Dawn Sanctuary to announce the crimes of Marquis Dietre, whether it is Honey or Ariana, he will get great prestige and benefits.

"Honeywin, I have no right to stop you from doing anything, but please give a word to Lord Greria, don't push the whole of Lorraine into the abyss of war, I don't want hundreds of thousands of Lorrainians to suffer the sad consequences of war again. ”

Honey's enthusiastic eyes froze, and then slowly cooled down.

The Duchy of Lucerne was already in tension with Flens, and Dietre Griffith was very high in both status and prestige in the Duchy of Luxon, so what would be the reaction of the Duchy of Lucerne if he was brought to the Church of Dawn in Nasser and convicted of blaspheming the light and falling into darkness in a high-profile manner?

Do you pinch your nose and admit it, or do you want to tangle Engru, Spaya, or even Pruth to do things together?

Bishop Honey was silent for a long time, and finally nodded heavily. "I will bring your words to Lord Greria, Marquis, and I am willing to give up my due glory and only ask for less war and suffering in this world. ”

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Charles and the others won a great victory in the battle that had just ended, and they were the bright side representing justice, so they naturally took over the entire Greensen Fort as victors. But the process of taking over made Charles frown.

Byrne and the others tacitly agreed with the Dawn priests of St. Lemmon Church to divide the castle into two, each looting and looting in their own area, taking what was valuable, and smashing the worthless as they could.

"Bourne, don't destroy what you can't take, we are warriors, not bandits!"

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

Byrne accepted Charles' orders without hesitation, and was restrained in the rest of the loot search, but Charles still saw unnaturalness in the mannerisms and actions of several other people.

The change of social rules is by no means an overnight thing, nor can it be changed by one person with a word.

"Ahh

The frightened woman's screams came from the next area, and Charles subconsciously wanted to go over to take a look, but he thought of something and cast an inquiring look at Byrne.

"My lord, this is the right of the victors, and all the people here are contaminated with the darkness of evil, the men may be cultists, the women may be witches......."

Byrne didn't get it through, but it was clearly commonplace for this kind of thing.

Charles's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "The trophies of the Lorraine Legion, excluding women!"

The air inside the castle mansion was a little stuffy, and Charles walked out on his own, just in time to see Ariana sitting alone at the top of the castle tower.

Charles jumped up the tower, sat down two meters away from her, and asked lightly, "Are you used to it?"

Ariana glanced at Charles and nodded silently.

Charles didn't say anything more, Ariana was able to sit here alone, she had already shown her attitude, she didn't support it, and she couldn't oppose it.

From time to time there were women's screams and cries in the night sky, but the two of them held their knees at the top of the tower and did silent for several hours, until the sky showed the white of the fish's belly and did not speak.

"Your Excellency, Lord Marquis!!"

Byrne suddenly ran out of the castle mansion and turned around looking for Charles.

"I'm here, what's going on?" Charles jumped off the tower and walked towards a somewhat anxious Byrne.

"Your Excellency, go over and take a look, we might be in some trouble!"

Charles's heart sank, and there was always some bad premonition.

In the room of the castle residence, the Marquis de Dietley, who had been beaten and had his tendons severed on both buttocks, was rolling wildly in a large iron cage, with a head full of bags and blood spurting from his mouth, which looked very oozing.

Ariana, who had followed Charr in, frowned, and asked Bishop Honey solemnly, "What's going on? You should know that he can't die, at least not now." ”

Bishop Honeycrow immediately defended: "I did not abuse him, except for breaking his legs and hands, and putting him in this iron cage, and did not punish him in any way, but he suddenly began to go berserk just now......"

Ariana also became anxious, Dietré's identity is very special, not only a member of the royal family of the Duchy of Lucerne, but also a famous figure who has made great contributions to the Long Wall of the North, if he dies without being publicly judged by the church and confirmed to be a believer in the night, then there will definitely be trouble, and the Duchy of Lucerne will definitely push two hundred and sixty-five, and then beat a rake.

"He's going to die!"

Charles walked up and looked at the Marquis Dietre with a solemn face.

There was originally a deep and rich darkness hidden in the Marquis of Dietley's body, and then it completely exploded in the battle, but now the deep darkness seemed to be out of control, and it was raging wildly in the Marquis of Dietley's body, stirring up all his internal organs.

"Is he still saved?" Honey was also anxious, if Dietley died, he would not be able to escape the involvement.

Charles shook his head, he now understood that the Marquis of Dietre had been completely abandoned by the Night Boss behind him.

"Bang!"

Dietley jumped violently, and after falling, he didn't move, and he didn't live anymore when he was out more and less in and in.

The darkness inside him was completely gone.

Honey was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Ariana, and then at Charles, not knowing what to do.

Charles took out a bottle of urea brand holy water, walked to the edge of the iron cage, stretched out his palm, put it into the iron cage, grabbed the neck of the Marquis de Dietley, dragged him over, and poured it into him.

"Marquis de Shire......."

Honey tried to stop, but withdrew his hand.

Night worshippers drink holy water, which is no different from drinking poison.

But something strange happened, and the Marquis de Dietré, who looked like he was about to die, slowly breathed again.

"Do you have any last words?" said Charles, coldly.

"Last words?"

"Yes, the effect of the holy water is limited, you can last up to ten minutes!"

Dietley slowly turned his neck to look around, and after a moment he suddenly smiled.

"It's funny! A person who is more accustomed to the darkness than I am is a believer in light, so what is the so-called light?"

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