(DK, VG entered the losers' bracket, sad.) Hopefully NB will make EG into the lower bracket)

Looking at the young man who had killed his captain, the remaining knights of punishment were not filled with righteous indignation, on the contrary, they all showed cowardice and trepidation, as if they were afraid that they would become the next ones to be abandoned by the Lord.

Worship idols, not the Lord, obey commands and idols, not fight for the Lord. If we look at the Lord as all the normal beings in this world, we can see how big the gap is in between. Those strange beings fought for the lives of the entire European continent, and even the entire Duel World, not just for one person, so they were more fearless and pure. And these chaseful knights fought for the Pope, in the final analysis, just because the Pope was closest to the Lord, which was an exchange with a distinctly utilitarian mind. Therefore, when facing the real test of life and death, these punishment knights will also collapse.

Rubbing his nose slightly, Xiao Yan suddenly figured out how to have a serious long conversation with Quist. After all, he will often oppose the Pope and the Pope's servants in the future to avoid division of the team, which is also his duty as a captain.

"Who killed my servant just now? Those servants who were forgiven and redeemed by St. Flemann? Who? ”

Xiao Yan asked the other party calmly, there was an undoubted coercion in his words, and this pressure made those punishment knights a little flustered. They looked at each other's expressions, and finally one of the knights knelt down, drew a cross on his chest with his hand, and prayed aloud: "My lord, forgive me." I didn't see those marks. I don't know what to say. ”

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at the knight. Say, "Because you don't see those marks, you can get away with it?" Knight, who ordered you to break into the house at will? Who gave the order that you could do something to an innocent being? Just because he's a gray dwarf? Is the Lord fair to all life, and a mere gray dwarf is a heretic? ”

"Oh no. My lord, it's not us. It's the captain, it's all him! He commanded us to move on the Grey Dwarves, and he commanded us to regard as heretics all the beings we saw, who dared to stand in the way of the Knights of Punishment. ”

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, and said, "Go out and repent, to all people, not just priests." Only then will you not be forsaken by the Lord. But. If you do not repent sincerely, the Lord will not give you a second chance. ”

This kind of alarmist intimidation may not be a big deal in the real world. But for these knights in the Duel World, it has unimaginable power. They knelt on one knee together, chanted the Lord's name aloud, and then bowed to Xiao Yan, and turned away one by one.

"That's it?"

Descartes walked up behind Xiao Yan and asked, "You once said that the Knights of Destruction and Punishment were destroyed. ”

Xiao Yan looked at the backs of those punishment knights, nodded and said, "Of course, I said that I would destroy the Punishment Knights, but not every punishment knight. When these Knights of Punishment go out and spread out what happened to them today, that is the precursor to the destruction of the Knights of Punishment. ”

Descartes frowned, not quite understanding what Xiao Yan meant.

A squadron leader of the Knights of Discipline can order a killing spree in Linz, no matter who the target of the killing is, who gave him the right to do so? Was Linz the Pope's, or the Holy Roman Emperor's? Fearing the expansion of the Stuttgart women's monastery, the Emperor acquiesced to the expansion of the Holy See's power, but this expansion must have a bottom line.

Now, it is clear that these reckless members of the Knights of Discipline have crossed this line, and have gone so far as to completely ignore the true masters of the country and consider only the Pope. All this should have happened more than once, but the Holy See has covered it up in various ways. Just like the squadron leader did just now, he directly burned all the evidence with flames. The emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, on the other hand, had to accept such results again and again, and used these results to secretly demand more benefits from the pope.

Xiao Yan asked these knights to go out and confess to all the people, which was the best way to tear off the fig leaf between the Holy See and the Emperor.

Prior to this, the emperor and the pope had let the killings be concealed one by one through a private exchange of interests. But now, with all the hits, the nobles will soon learn about these things. This kind of thing means a lot to the nobles, and allowing this kind of thing to happen means that one day the Knights of Discipline will act directly against the lords of these nobles, and even against the nobles.

After all, there is no end to greed, and the practice of disciplining the Knights to arbitrarily decide that the other party is heretical, or even to define it in any way, poses a threat to all the nobles, including the Emperor.

If the Emperor did not want to be overthrown in the future by the nobles who knew the truth and gradually became angry and uneasy, then what he had to do now was to first draw a line with the Pope and hold the Order accountable.

Not only the emperor, but also those other countries, they must be the same. The scope of action of the Knights of Punishment is constantly reduced until the entire Knights of Punishment cannot operate normally. In addition to this, the Holy See will become chaotic, able to regard the life of St. Flemann's forgiveness and redemption as heretical, and turn against it. Then for the clergy, the Knights of Punishment will certainly not be much better. This means that the existence of the Knights of Discipline will be a tool for the Pope to purge dissidents, not only externally, but also internally. The Holy See, where everyone is in danger, will immediately demand a thorough investigation of the Knights of Discipline.

At that time, the Knights of Correction, which have lost their existence, will inevitably be put aside by the Pope, who is eager to restore his authority, which also means that the existence of the Knights of Punishment will lose its meaning. Not only that, but the need for such an institution as the Order of Corrections would also be a source of contention within the Holy See. Binding the power of the Pope will surely become the consensus of all, and eventually, a smaller, perhaps more similar to the real world, the Papal Guard will emerge and eventually replace the existence of the Knights of Discipline.

Cutting off the Pope's outstretched hand over the world was the purpose of Xiao Yan. There is still a long way to go before this goal, but at least Xiao Yan has found the starting point to pry it all in, and let everything move in the right direction.

Xiao Yan doesn't care about the confusion of werewolves, the goal is different, and the vision will be different. After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Descartes and asked, "Is it enough for me to appear like this?" ”

The werewolf shrugged, his body quickly returning to its human shape, only the few well-made coats had become tattered. Descartes rubbed his coat and sighed with some regret, saying, "If this is always the case, we will take on a loss-making business this time." Well, the king from a foreign land, His Majesty Palin, ......, the name is really bad, not imposing at all, well, His Majesty Palin, it is an honor to introduce you to the place where we are. As your servant, everything just now is really a coincidence, and I have to say, I regret it. ”

After Wen Xian said this, Descartes suddenly raised his head, stared at Xiao Yan, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Listen, stranger, you can only call us your servants when necessary. This time I will forgive you for your recklessness, and next time, there will be no next time. Whatever your purpose, we are only servants of St. Fleman, not yours. ”

Xiao Yan nodded and said, "Okay, okay, that's it." ”

The two men stopped talking, Xiao Yan walked back, and Descartes crouched down and wiped the blood line from the ground. Before Shaw had brought Sylvia and the others over, Descartes had done all of this, standing up and turning his head to look at his former companion Taft. With a cough, the werewolf pulled out a piece of crudely made paper from his tattered pocket, casually put some dried plant scraps, and rolled them up. I licked the paper with my tongue and stuck it firmly to the back of the roll, and finally made it into a shape that resembled a cigarette. Descartes waved his hand casually, and a flame had already ignited the homemade cigarette. The werewolf looked at his companion and took a few deep breaths, and the choking smoke quickly dispersed throughout the passage.

"Well, old fellow, every life dies. That's what St. Flemann said. I never talked about your desire to save Tokasnelli and the whereabouts of the Ice Dragon. Listen, old friend, St. Fleman said that every life does something brilliant, and that is the brightest spark in their life. Whether it is humans, werewolves, or you gray dwarves, all the intelligent beings in this world, their histories are connected by these brilliant sparks. When you see disasters coming again and again, you can actually see sparks blooming again and again. The so-called salvation does not lie in the Lord, but in these sparks. Praise be to Jenore, praise to St. Flemann, who taught me not to wait for salvation. The path of redemption is at my feet, and I, waiting for the spark in my life to bloom, just as you did in the dwarven castle. ”

After a pause, Descartes let out a violent cough and then added, "Tolia is a good boy, just like her father, thank you for your salvation, Taft." My partner, my friend, praise. ”

After saying that, Descartes drew a cross on his chest and did not move his hand, and in front of him the body of Taft had already begun to burn on its own. There was no scorching smell, and a whirlwind rolled up from Taft's feet, not only making the flames even hotter, but also sweeping away all the smoke and smell, rolling towards the top of the passage, and then disappearing through a cleverly hidden crevice.

Descartes looked at the smoke and was stunned for a moment, and after hearing the sound of their footsteps, the werewolf drew a cross on his chest again. Then he threw the cigarette that had burned to his fingers on the ground, and turned his head to look in the direction where Xiao Yan and the others came (to be continued......)