"Shogil, how many oracles like you are there in Lorraine, where are they?"

"Just one, I am the Messenger of God...... I don't know where the messenger is. ”

"How many servants like you are there, and where are they?"

"I know of four, one of them in Merser City and the other two in the north...... Please spare me, my lord....... I am willing to convert to the light, I still have children at home........."

"Which sect of the Night Church do you belong to?"

“.........”

"Ahh......h We are the Nile Church ......"

Charles used a bit of light torture on this fake "divine envoy", he was a little tough at first, but with the purification of light, he quickly became confused, name, identity, organizational structure, why he came to Lorraine to develop believers, etc., 1510 poured out all the secrets he knew.

In fact, it's no wonder that he coaxed, after the light of Charr's divine favor appeared, the black qi stored in his body that did not belong to him had no sense of resistance at all, and the black qi that belonged to him was pitiful, and a powerful divine envoy could not even reach the strength of the eighth rank, and he was not vulnerable in front of Charles at all.

However, the unintelligent slave soldiers exceeded Charles's expectations, and they collapsed to the ground under the light of the gods, howling and scratching and tearing for a long time before dying, their sharp claws as hard as steel, digging out several holes in the ground around them, and their strength and sustained combat effectiveness were much stronger than ordinary knights.

If an ordinary knightly army were besieged by these slaves, and there was no support from the monks of the Church or powerful transcendents, it would indeed be easy to suffer a rout.

Therefore, this Xiao Jier actually still has strength, but his biggest reliance and strength is those slave soldiers, if it weren't for the local tyrant like Charles, who doesn't take "miracles" seriously and makes big moves when he comes up, he really has some arrogant capital.

Charles continued to inject a small amount of light into Shogil's body, and continued to ask Shogil all kinds of questions, and in the end, Shogil had become an idiot and couldn't answer the question, just begged for mercy mechanically: "Let me go! I still have family and children, let me go......"

"Who doesn't have a family and children?"

With a flick of his sword, Charles slashed off his charred head, then raised his leg and headed for the tower's stairs.

His perception swept through the entire castle, except for himself and the little tiger cat, only the tower was still alive.

The tower was more than ten meters high, and Charles walked around the circular staircase three times to reach the top, kicked open the door of the roof, and saw three trembling figures.

The two women were curled up in a corner, disheveled, their fair skin covered with bruises and blood, their hair disheveled over their faces, and their grief and pain could not be seen clearly.

Squatting in the other corner turned out to be the guy who Charles had been chasing for two hours, and had brought him here from a small mountain village.

"Why don't you go down and die with them?"

Charles looked indifferently at this crouching Night Cultist with his head on his hands, and the trace of black qi in his body made people feel no pity at all.

"Your Excellency...... I don't want to die....... I have useful ......."

As soon as Jabbar heard the cat's howl, he knew that the nemesis had come to the door, and he fled upstairs when he was arguing with Charr as a messenger, and when he saw that he still couldn't escape, he had to stammer and beg for mercy.

"Are you useful?"

Charles sneered, suddenly had an idea, nodded and said, "Well, that's right, you're really useful!"

Charles took out a long, thick rope from his spiritual void, tied Jabbar into a rice dumpling with his hands and feet, and dragged it on the ground to leave the room.

The two women in the other corner, Charles, didn't plan to deal with it themselves, they also had a small amount of black aura in their bodies, and they were obviously "cultists" infected by the darkness, but Charles couldn't do it, and planned to leave it to Byrne and Lund to deal with.

But as Charles dragged Abdul-Jabbar to the door, a strong wind suddenly sounded behind him.

"Alas!"

Charles reflexively swung his sword, slashing the volley of women to the ground, and a head grunted down the floor.

The other woman moved a little slower, and was picked up in the air by a sword from Charles through the chest.

"Are you in such a hurry to die?"

The woman was still baring her teeth and howling when she was picked up in the air, waving her arms to scratch Charles, looking at the blackness on her sharp fingers, obviously not trying to tickle Charles.

"You killed the Divine Envoy...... You've ruined our lives......"

"I have ruined your lives, those whom you have killed...... Who are you looking for to live?"

With a shake of his sword, Charles threw the woman to the ground and injected a trace of light into her body, instantly turning her into a puddle of ashes.

Jabbar, who was dragged to the ground, was already shaking like chaff.

"Why did I mess with that cat.......

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.........

Byrne and Lund were a few minutes late and didn't see a "miracle" starring their own master, but the charred corpses all over the ground still left them speechless in shock.

Byrne has always been reticent and doesn't want to ask much, but Lund couldn't help but ask, "Master, this is ...... What's going on?"

"Oh! I used a little holy water, and then they boiled themselves. ”

"Holy Water ....."

"Yes, my godmother gave me a lot of holy water before I left, and it worked wonders against the Night Cultists. ”

Lund and Bourne are both skeptical, holy water is in every church, but if it really has this power, can the Night Church survive until now?

The master is fooling us, and we must not expose the master's tricks.

For the first time, two people who have never dealt with each other have a tacit consensus.

"Be a snow plow, don't let this Night Cultist die!"

Now that he has subordinates, Charles naturally doesn't have to drag Jabbar with his own hands, and the two knights will get things done for him.

"Master, are you going to burn him at the stake in the church?"

"No, I'm useful!"

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The three of them first returned to the village in the middle of the mountain to get the war horses, and returned to the place where the road was blocked by dawn.

The makeshift tent had been set up, but no one had slept, and they were all relieved to see Charles and the others return safely.

"There's no danger ahead, make a fire and cook, we have to get to Nancy City as soon as possible. ”

Charles gave a few orders to his men, and called Olive to the tent alone.

"Olive what do you know about Governor Renysme of Steddam?"

"Duke Rhaenysmay, what's wrong with her?" Olive knew about the man.

"She has perverse thoughts about Lorraine, tell me more about who she is. ”

Olive nodded her little head, thought carefully for a while, and said: "Renesme is the illegitimate daughter of the old king of Sbaya, Kars was not a king at that time, when he visited a noble friend, Renysme's mother was his friend's maid, and according to the custom, Kars was bedridden, and then there was Renysme........."

"When Renesme grew up to marry Fanes, Duke of Parr of Spaya, Fanes was killed in battle against the infidels in the south, and Duchess Renesme inherited his title with the help of the king's father, and then replaced her half-brother, now King of Spaya, as governor of the Netherlands two years earlier......."

"Oh, by the way, Duke Renysme and Prince Hoel of the Kingdom of Engelo are lovers......"

Hearing Olive add a peachy relationship at the end, Charles said in his heart that the Engru and the Sbayans had killed their father, and they still didn't intend to make themselves better.