As the man in black with the bird's beak mask slowly stood up, there was silence in the Black Fire Bar.

"Guys, after I say the rest of the story, you're going to have to ask me who I am and where I'm from—so I'll tell you now."

Kakarit spoke calmly, but said something that was impossible to ignore: "My name is Kakarit, and I am a priest. Until yesterday, I was stuck in Carral. In order to cross the border, I killed six guards and then slipped in the armor of the guards. ”

By the time he said this, the tavern had fallen silent.

They weren't terrified or alarmed by what Kakarit said. Those who dared to party and revel in the evenings against Tyre's wishes had nothing to do with the words rules and order. They just realized that the man with the strange mask wasn't wasting everyone's time.

Now what is going on inside Caral, no one knows. After all, there is already martial law between Bansar and Karal, and ordinary people can't pass through there at all. Not to mention the Karars, even the Fararas, Titans, and even the exiled Bansa were not allowed to return to Bansa. In other words, what exactly happened inside Caral has become a mystery.

No one will ever make it out of Karar alive, and no one will want to go in and see. All the news is a rumor starting with "I heard", and the correctness is not guaranteed at all.

In contrast, the testimony of Kakarit, who had just taken an oath, was more credible.

"Definitely. Several of the guards at the Purple Rose Fortress were killed last night. ”

At this moment, the old black fire nodded, and opened his mouth to testify to Kakarit's words.

As he spoke, Old Black Fire poured a full glass of Black Fire beer and handed the golden liquid glowing with beautiful snowflakes to Kakarit's side.

"Brother, I'll please-"

He stared at Kakarit. There was a glint of anticipation in his eyes: "Come on." Brother, let's talk about it! Let's talk about any clues! ”

“…… Well, I'll tell you what happened to Carral. ”

Kakarit said as he reached out and pushed the mask to the side, exposing his mouth: "A month ago, there was a split within the druids. The Ring of the South Wind school was denounced as heretical. The Three Sages ordered them to be expelled from Karar and sent the Blighters to try to kill them all - the reason why the Three Sages were so disrespectful was because the Ring of the South Wind School was actually a school that believed in demons. ”

As soon as these words came out, some people showed surprised expressions on their faces, but others suddenly realized.

The most incomprehensible news that flowed out of the temple this time was the sentence "Druids are all demon believers". For hundreds of years, no one has mentioned demons, and the temple has inexplicably pulled demons. There must be some reason for this.

Otherwise, they would be called heretics or blasphemous, and there is no need to say that they believe in demons.

If the concept of demons is brought out for no reason, but in fact there are no demons at all, then after everything is found out in the future, the credibility of the temple will inevitably suffer a huge blow.

Almost no one, including most Bansa civilians, believed that the druids really believed in demons in their entirety. But if it's just one of the sects that believes in demons, then it's understandable.

After all. If someone says that the druids are savage, cruel, and tyrannical, it is fine, but no one will accuse them of being evil or ignorant.

Over the past few hundred years, the Druids' activities have long been confined to the territory of Carraar. Although less common here in Bansa, the story of a passing druid who healed a wounded traveler with herbs has been told for centuries.

And, even Bansa, not everyone will believe the priest's words 100 percent. Of course. If it were the Pope, it would be a different matter, but the priests were only human beings after all, and what they said was not to be believed.

"And four days ago, the Sage of Klimmodor was assassinated, and I don't know who burned him alive to a piece of charcoal."

Kakarit took a sip of beer and moistened his throat. Then he spoke: "The remaining two sages were furious and immediately launched a prophetic magic to find a target, but their prophetic magic located the biggest murderer of the sage of Klimmodor on the body of Her Royal Highness Jasmine, the sister of Grand Duke Carral. ”

"Naturally, no one believes in this strange prophecy. But only half a day later, the sage of Mishaya was also assassinated. The killer mixed a strange poison into the diet of the Sage of Mishaya, but in the end, the Sage of Mishaya succeeded in removing the poison that was enough to turn a person into a stone statue with his own strength, but he also turned almost all of his body into stone, losing most of his strength. ”

"The first thing the Sage Mishaya did when he came to his senses was to order the arrest and execution of Her Highness Jasmine. She claimed that the last thing she ate was a snack sent by Her Royal Highness Jasmine, and they even talked for a while, and finally she was poisoned in front of Jasmine's eyes. ”

And Her Royal Highness Jasmine said that she was very wronged, and she said that she was by the Grand Duke's side at that time. And the Grand Duke testified to her that she had never left her at all that day. Eventually, the Grand Duke's attitude completely angered the Tuyds. But the Cult of Doyd, which killed a sage and crippled a sage, did not have enough strength to 'convince' the great bus out of Her Highness Jasmine......"

"—And then, the war broke out."

After Kakarit finished speaking, he finished the beer in his hand.

He put the glass down and pushed his mask back on, his gentle and clear voice blurring again: "A lot of people died. With the plague that broke out at the same time, the whole of Karaal was filled with corpses and walking dead overnight. The poet nobleman Marquis Saya was also assassinated on the eve of the upheaval, and his orphan daughter, vowing to avenge him, threw herself into the camp of the sages, and with the help of the druids, led the people in an uprising-"

His words almost suffocated the people around him.

Just by listening, they could feel the thick black and bloody smell of the words.

Intrigue and violence are intertwined in a land where the gods never have mercy, and war and plague are like millstones that destroy the hope of human life.

Anyone who wanted to escape was not allowed. The armies of the other nations were taken as the overseers of Karar, and everyone who escaped from the town was executed.

And then the people went mad – either to die of weakness or to fight to death. In short, it is all death, and there is no miracle of life. I guess the gods must be trying to reclaim the land of Karal to the light of the gods...... It's like looking at the White Tower. ”

Kakarit hummed, "Plague? If it's just that kind of thing, there's no need for martial law. ”

"Rather, if martial law is just a thing, can it really prevent the spread of the plague?"

The hidden meaning in Kakarit's words is chilling. (To be continued.) )