Fran Béran and his clergy hid in the church district and locked the door of the church district, and this knee-jerk evasion in panic was perhaps the stupidest decision he ever made.

He ceded the outer city to the outside city, and also shattered the last cohesion of the Holy Light Church.

After that, three days passed.

Three days earlier, the utterly uncontrollable, farcical trial of heresy ended in a complete lockdown of the church district, and the city was enveloped in a strange atmosphere.

The civilians gathered around the stake platform gathered for a long time after watching the gate of the church area close, but in the end, no one did anything to storm the church and knock down the priests, on the contrary, they finally dispersed in a sparse manner, but Amber knew very well that it was only the crowd that dispersed, but the fire in the hearts of people had been ignited.

The next three days were the three days when the flames burned brighter and brighter.

For three days in a row, the Cecil people's "leaflet shelling" did not stop for a day, and every morning, noon and evening, a round of shelling would arrive on time, and the leaflets would be accompanied by special cartridges to the sky over the city of Luan, and then blown away by the magic force and scattered throughout the city.

These leaflets would have landed not only in the outer city, but also in the inner city church district, and this time, the church district clergy had finally given up on cleaning them up completely.

They allowed these leaflets to spread all over the city, even to the roofs and courtyards of churches, and they allowed the outer city to completely lose control, as if they had completely abandoned the idea of re-order.

The people of the outer city began to openly collect the leaflets that had fallen into the city, and began to openly discuss the priests of the church, and they gathered in the streets and alleys to communicate with each other, and during the day, waves of people came to the square in front of the church district, staring angrily at the sealed gates, and at night, countless candles moved from street to street, and in the shadow of the candles came the words of blatant attacks on the church.

The curfew system had completely failed, and the outer city was falling into a strange mixture of calm and excitement, apathy and madness, and the city of Lu'an seemed to have spread the smell of sweet blood, but in the church district in the center of the city, everything was unusually quiet.

Since François Béran entered the cathedral, no priest or papal knight has seen the bishop emerge from it......

As night fell on the fourth day, the MIA operatives were gathering in a secret stronghold near the square, the small room lit up by flickering candles, and the operator, nicknamed "The Thin Man", stood at the table, reporting on the information he had just gathered:

"The doors of the church district are still blocked, and the situation in the chapel area can be seen from the heights of the outer town, but the movement of the cathedral is completely unclear. François Bérand seems to have locked up the cathedral inside......"

Another MIA operative also stood up: "No signs of flight were found among the priests in the church district......"

"Civilians spontaneously blocked the intersections, and we had spread the word that the priests of the cathedral were preparing to flee, and now it seems that the news has worked."

"Some of the church soldiers who were stranded in the outer city took the initiative to disarm, and they came out of several garrisons in the outer city, tied each other, and came to the streets to beg for food from the civilians - we managed to guide the residents to distribute a little food to the church soldiers, and now the soldiers are their own people."

Amber listened to her subordinates' reports as she quietly fiddled with the dagger in her hand, as if waiting for something, her long elven ears twitching slightly in the air, and from time to time she turned keenly in a certain direction, with an absent-minded look.

A subordinate finally noticed the situation of his boss and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Boss...... Are you listening? ”

"I'm listening," Amber waved her hand casually, and then her ears twitched again, "but stop for a moment, we have guests tonight." ”

The MIA agents looked at each other in amazement, and Amber flicked her wrist, and the quenched dagger she had been fiddling with a second before was silently put away, followed by a sudden knock on the door almost at the same time.

"Go open the door - don't use force."

The MIA operative standing near the doorway was instructed by Amber to immediately open the door - but despite Amber's words not to use force, the operator put his hand on his waist, where he had a protective dagger.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in ordinary linen clothes, thin and tall, with short brown curly hair, who looked like a civilian, stood in the doorway, and behind him stood two people, also in coarse cloth clothes, dressed as civilians.

The tall and thin man glanced into the room, his face obviously with a hint of caution and nervousness, and the MIA agents in the room also looked at the "guests" at the door with the same vigilance, and almost at the same time, each of them subconsciously tensed the muscles of their whole bodies:

The three men standing in the doorway, though all dressed in poor linen clothes, could not have been civilians - these three men were full of lustrous skin, nervous in their expressions, but their eyes were bright, and they had obviously not been hungry in recent times, and they were of this trait...... It could only come out of the church district!

Just as the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Amber's voice came from the deepest part of the room: "Let them in, I know they're coming." ”

The operator at the door stared at the three people in front of him, took a step back to make way into the house, and when the three people entered the house, he immediately leaned out and quickly took a look at the situation outside, and after making sure that no one was ambushed or followed, he quickly retreated and closed the door.

The three people who entered the room came to Amber with several pairs of eyes staring at him, and the latter looked up and down at the tall, thin man who was clearly the leader, and after a moment took the initiative to break the silence: "I thought you wouldn't show up - then I'll have to take a backup plan." ”

The tall and thin man showed a wry smile: "...... We've been looking for you for a long time, but we didn't expect you to be hiding so close to the church district, literally right under our noses. ”

"The more dangerous the place, the safer, just as the more religious the more faithless," Amber said casually, causing the tall and thin man in front of her to tremble, and then she followed up without giving the other party a chance to refute, "Introduce yourself, my subordinates are curious." ”

“…… Severn Terry," the tall and thin man was silent for a moment, and then said in a slightly tangled voice, "Junior priest, administrator of the Western Chapel. These two are my friends – Amal Crete and Coleman Ronnie. ”

Amber nodded, and casually explained to the subordinates around her, "I beckoned this man named Severn Terry, and I secretly stuffed a small note on him and agreed to let him come. ”

The MIA agents in the room were slightly stunned, but the people here were all trained by Amber herself, and they realized almost instantly what the three priests who ran out of the church area in front of them meant, so no one questioned them, but quietly watched the development of the matter.

"To tell you the truth, I thought you were the only one coming," Amber said with a hint of amusement as she looked at the priest named Severn Terry, "and I was almost going to sentence you to death when I heard three footsteps." ”

Ignoring Amber's looming threat, Severn Terry asked curiously, "Why did you contact me?" ”

This tall, thin, middle-aged priest was one of the priests who had been disciplined in linen-robes, barefoot, and under the care of the monks of the Heresy Square, but he was not the only one who had been punished at that time, which made him feel extremely curious.

Amber replied casually, "There was once a priest who was a missionary in the South passing by the city of Luan, and his name was Wright. ”

Wright...... The big guy? Severn Terry was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Ah, I see...... It seems that he is indeed with you. I remember him that since the Reformation of the Divine Arts, he had rarely seen a classical priest like him. How is he doing? ”

"It's okay, the God of Light dumped him, and then he dumped the God of Light, and now he rubs his own Light, and is leading the team to teach others how to rub the Light," Amber shrugged, "I won't understand his situation for a while, but I'll just tell you one thing: Wright said that if there were one last few people in Luan City who had a conscience, then Severn Terry would be one of them." That's how you were chosen. ”

"Is conscience a rare quality of the clergy?" Severn Terry's tone was full of sarcasm, but after the taunt, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he looked at the short half-elf in front of him and the MIA agents in the room, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, "You guys...... Or what does the Duke behind you want? ”

Amber smiled slightly, and said tactfully and politely, "I want the Holy Light Church to get out." ”

The skin on Severn Terry's face twitched again, "Aren't you afraid that I will go to the cathedral at once to denounce you?" ”

"Don't say such stupid words, it will make me doubt Wright's vision. By now, you shouldn't be able to see the situation clearly—will we be worried about your accusations? Other than that...... Do you think the Church of Light will still be able to gain a foothold in the South? ”

Severn Terry's face was cloudy, and he seemed to want to refute something, but before he could speak, Amber suddenly picked up a piece of paper from the table next to him and handed it to the priest, "Take a look. ”

Severn Terry took the paper curiously, and at first he thought it was another leaflet made by a Cecil, but when he saw its contents, his expression froze.

It was a newspaper, dated yesterday, and the first page of the newspaper had a headline in huge letters:

"Evil breeds in Lu'an City, and millions of people in the south are looking forward to the lord to restore the order of the Holy Light"

Underneath this eerie headline, Priest Severn Terry saw a dizzying image: the vivid black-and-white portrait of the papal knights and ecclesiastical soldiers of Luan dragging beaten and dying civilians to the stake.

This heretical trial scene, which has been common in recent years, is particularly terrifying due to the angle of the photographer and the atmosphere of the background of the square.

"It's a newspaper - I don't know if you've heard of this while you're on lockdown, but I can tell you that it's all over the South, and it's published twice a week. Do you think there are a lot of flyers thrown into the city these days? In fact...... Those flyers were just leftovers for printing these newspapers. ”

Severn Terry let go of the newspaper in his hand, and all his persistence and luck were gone.

Originally...... The horrific and overwhelming number of leaflets in the city of Luan is only the tip of the iceberg of all the actions of the Cecil.

The priest shuddered at the thought of how long these people had been lurking in Lu'an City, and how much these people had spread the situation in Lu'an City through some magical power.

And all this...... It was all the terrible founding hero, Gawain Cecil, who planned it, right?

"Banished the Light...... What do you get? ”

The pious priest of the Light finally spoke, his voice hoarse and startling him.

"You're mistaken, we didn't intend to exile the Light in the first place," Amber immediately corrected the other man's statement, "It's only the Church that we're going to banish, and the people can get the Light by banishing the Church." ”

"Church banishment?" Severn Terry's heart, which was already sinking to the bottom, suddenly skipped a beat, and he seemed to grasp the point, "What do you mean......"

"A New Order of Light...... Hah, I didn't expect me to discuss this kind of thing with a priest of Light, but it was my job to tell me - we would establish a new Order of Light, and all this would take your small cooperation. ”