Lorenzo asked, "What do the other people in the temple think about this?"

Ma Qin said: "The rabbit is dead and the fox is sad." I heard that many people were frightened by this tactic, and they handed over the evidence that they had problems, and then took refuge in Miriana. ”

Lorenzo said, "You people are really hard to understand, do you mean that most people are now afraid of her?"

"So to speak. But it's hard to say how sincere it is. Ma Qin touched his mustache and said, "There must be a lot of dissatisfied people, maybe these people can be used by us." ”

Lorenzo looked at Garneau and asked, "Do you have any reliable friends in the temple here?"

"The last celebrant here was an old friend of my father's, and I came here a few years ago to study, and I do know some people. But I haven't been in touch all these years, and I don't know what kind of situation they are in now. Garneau said.

"Let's talk to them. Lorenzo said.

"I don't have faith anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to them. Garneau said, with stubbornness and resentment in his tone.

"Don't you believe in the gods of nature anymore?" asked Kalanda.

"Of course. Those bastards in the city of God have always claimed to represent the will of the gods, but what have they been doing since they came? I have seen my teacher's body punched by them, and my father has lost a trace, and God's most loyal guardian treats us like this, how much more can I expect from the gods? I have always believed that the gods of nature can make the world a better place. The temple of nature is a neutral force that balances human society, and can make those greedy kings and nobles more peaceful and not cause disasters in the world. But, now all my expectations of him are shattered. Garneau said a lot in one breath, feeling that he had said all the words that he had been holding back on weekdays. He thought that if he said something ungodly, he would feel guilty in his heart. But now that he had said so much in one breath, instead of feeling this way, he felt that he had a sense of comfort that he had never felt before.

"Maybe your friends from the past will feel the same way you do?" said Kalanda.

"This ......," Garneau was stunned.

"Aren't they? I'm afraid they're experiencing the same disillusionment these days?" said Lorenzo, standing up and walking over and patting him on the shoulder.

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Borlando is a high priest of this temple, he was originally the assistant of the chief priest of the temple, but after the main priest submitted to Miliana, he still did not gain her trust, but was locked up by Miliana for a reason, because he was familiar with the affairs of the temple, and was picked by Miliana to do all kinds of chores by his side.

Borlando has been walking on thin ice for the past few days, and he has seen with his own eyes how his companions have been defeated and even executed without the ability to resist in the face of absolute force.

He took the initiative to hand over a villa he had outside the city near the temple and dedicated it to Miliana's daily use, as well as a lot of magical supplies that he had accumulated on a daily basis. She is also on call, hardworking, and only hopes that the moody Miliana can let herself go.

But yesterday the Shadowbolts were purged again. Valerino, the person in charge, died mysteriously, and several of his captains were turned over with all kinds of problems, those who were caught were caught, and those who fled fled. Borlando didn't know when the knife would fall on his head as well.

That evening, he returned home alone from the temple outside the city, and after he had given up his villa, he lived in a small two-story building in the city's civilian quarters. In the past few days, he didn't even bring a guard, because these Templars also had an intricate relationship with each other, and he was afraid that he would inadvertently get into trouble because of the fact that a certain guard was behind a designated traitor.

When Borlando walked into the alley in front of his house, he found that the alley was empty, and there was an air of mystery that made him very uneasy.

The step he took stiffly stopped there, trying to retract his feet and run out of the alley. But I felt a breeze blowing around me. A hand pressed down on his shoulder.

When someone pressed it, Borlando felt that he couldn't use all his skills, not to mention magic, even a spark couldn't be hit. He knew that he had provoked a master with bottomless strength.

"Don't move, don't be nervous. I'm here to talk to you. ”

Borlando raised his hands, he knew that he was a high rank, and in front of such strength, he could not do anything.

The visitor turned to Borlando and smiled. Borlando felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar, and he opened his mouth and said, "You're not ......"

"Shhhh The young man, of course, was Garneau, and he turned, and naturally put his arm on Borlando's shoulder, and walked towards the door of their house.

Pushing the door into the house and closing the door, Borlando immediately asked in a low voice, "Lord Garneau, why did you come back here?"

Garneau lowered the hand on his shoulder and said, "Come and talk to you." ”

He walked around his room, which was just a spare room in the city, but it was still very well furnished, and Garneau even saw a lot of high-end furniture and objects made by the Tower of China. For example, large bells and spar players, which were now indispensable in aristocratic households, as well as various decorative ceramic plates, jars and glassware. He roughly estimated that the furnishings of the house were several times more valuable than the house itself.

This is only possible in the homes of priests in the southern city-states and those trading houses, and if in the northern kingdoms and empires, such a luxurious life is not in line with the simple style of the natural temple, even if it is not questioned by the higher priests, and it will cause all kinds of trouble.

However, Garneau, who originally looked down on this kind of person, did not have any ill feelings towards Borlando in his heart. On the contrary, there is a feeling of satisfaction, if it is really a fanatical believer in the god of nature, then there is nothing to say.

Borlando watched Garno swing through the door into the living room, and hurried in, knowing that the man in front of him might be able to pinch him to death with one finger. So he cautiously asked, "My lord, I heard some bad news before. Something seems to have happened to your father and Priest Roland?"

"yes. That's why I'm here. ”

"No, my lord, someone must be hunting you down now, right? I'm all under the control of the Sages of the Divine City here, and it would be dangerous for you to show your face here. Why don't you find a place to hide?"