Chapter 43: Ashes
The next day, just after dawn, people who had not slept all night finally mustered up the courage to take to the streets and begin to observe the outcome of the previous night's catastrophe.
The once glorious Blackstone Palace is now only a pile of ruins, and the only thing that can remind people of its former dazzling appearance is the flame that still burns on the ruins.
The mercenaries, who were completely blinded by the pleasure of revenge and the greed for wealth, had no mercy or soft-heartedness, and they completely destroyed the Black Stone Palace, and those who were left behind in the Black Stone Palace, including the garrison that resisted the mercenaries for half a day, and the servants in the Black Stone Palace, have been reduced to ashes in the brutality of the mercenaries after they lost their minds.
However, after the happy plunder, the mercenaries who occupied the Black Stone Palace also fell into confusion, they were originally motivated by the deliberate provocation of others to do this kind of thing, when they came to their senses, they suddenly found that they had fallen into a situation where there was no way out, no lord would tolerate the crimes they committed, and now, no matter where they fled to the empire, even if they went to the Azkar Alliance, they would not be accepted by the authorities.
As a result, there was immediately a disagreement among the mercenaries, and even the three mercenary groups that led the mercenaries to conquer the Black Stone Palace could not stop the situation, some of the mercenaries wanted to flee back to their hometowns, and some wanted to simply occupy the Forta Gen Territory and establish themselves as kings.
The mercenary scramble spread throughout the city of Vortagen, and those who wanted to flee back to their homeland or simply go out and fall into the grass began to storm the gates guarded by the remaining garrison, and the ruthless ones were not even enough to loot the Black Rock Palace, and wanted to loot the city's rich shops and houses. The chaos spread, and immediately turned into a melee and panic in the whole city, without the prestige of the Rupert family and Rodney, the garrison could not be united, although some of the garrison officers wanted to save the residents of the city, but in the face of the mercenaries who had just experienced a bloody killing, they were simply not enough.
In this state of chaos, even the church of Vortagan can barely defend itself. The church was originally the focus of the mercenaries' raids, and everyone knew that there must be a lot of wealth in the church. Although Father Puran is a serious and upright priest, the tithes collected from the faithful are deposited in the church, and the mercenaries who have already committed heinous crimes do not care whether such acts will be punished by God, anyway, they have done enough bad things, how can people who are destined to die to hell mind adding another crime?
Faced with the onslaught of the mercenaries, Father Puran hurriedly organized a defense, but he was unable to make a decision on the proposal to eliminate these mercenaries.
"You're still like that. Seeing Plan's hesitant expression, Father Watt, who was also organizing defense, sighed deeply, "When you were in the seminary, you were like that, although you always had a straight face and looked very unapproachable, but in fact you were the softest one in the center of all your classmates. It's no wonder that you later chose the Divine Grace system, even if you have a good talent for punishment arts. β
This is God's love, and we should not forget this teaching because of the evil of others. Father Puran pursed his lips tightly, but his eyes looked very determined, "I have never forgotten the teachings of the archbishop. β
"But he is not your mentor. Father Watt stared at Puran, "He didn't choose you, and you didn't choose him. β
Father Pullan was silent for a moment, then turned to stop a group of monks who were about to rush to the front. "Don't harm their lives, just knock them off. β
The leading priest looked at Father Puran with a sad expression, but because of the other party's prestige in the church, he nodded with difficulty.
Father Watt looked at Puran silently, he would say this to everyone who went to the front, but would such a trivial instruction be able to influence the mercenaries to stop attacking the church?
"Priest!"
Andrew ran over wearing a suit of armor, followed by the soldiers in Snowlen's mission, "Please let us go and support the front, there are too few people in the church, even if there are believers who come to protect the church spontaneously, the combat effectiveness here is still too bad." β
Father Watt did not answer Andrew's words, but turned his gaze to Puran.
Father Puran glanced down at the saber at Andrew's waist.
"However, once you go to war, you will draw your sword after all. Father Puran whispered, and from his tone, Andrew could discern the rejection, "This is the realm of pure gods, and nothing so sad should happen. β
"Father!" Andrew cried anxiously, "those enemies also have swords, and they will not have the same mercy as you when they cut down the flesh and blood of the clergy, do you want to let those clergymen use their flesh against the sharp swords of the enemy!"
"It is not the flesh that fights against the sword, but the love of God!" Father Puran scolded, although his voice was not very loud, but the momentum in his tone calmed Andrew, as if there was really a saint in the drink just now, "Use the sword against the sword, then such a battle will never end." What if you kill all those poor people today? One day, others will use the same weapon against you. β
"You're really ......" Andrew was full of frustration, but because of Father Puran's identity and Father Watt present, he couldn't have a seizure.
"Alright, Andrew, you go back first, and if things really get that critical, I'll let you guard the church. Father Watt stepped forward and formed a circle between the two, "However, at that time, you must also be prepared to defend the Holy Land with your life, even if you are the heir of Count Rota, you must have the determination to die here, you know!"
"I understand, please rest assured, I will protect the church with my life. Andrew nodded vigorously at Father Watt's eyes, then he looked at Father Puran again and turned away.
"You shouldn't say that to him. Looking at Andrew's departing back, Father Puran said in a dull voice, "You are provoking his desire to fight." β
"God doesn't deny fighting, does he?" Father Watt turned to look at his fellow student, "Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many angels dying on the battlefield against demons." β
Father Puran was stunned and speechless, unable to refute Father Watt's words.
"Father!" a priest hurried from outside the church, there was no blood on his body, but the priest's robe on his body was a little embarrassed, "Outside, outside, there is a group of civilians fleeing towards the church, and there is a group of mercenaries chasing behind them, it seems that they have been chased and have no way to flee to the church to seek refuge." β
"What!" Father Pullan was shocked, now that the door of the church was blocked by mercenaries, and those civilians were running here, wouldn't they have thrown themselves into the net, "Go and protect them and let them in!"
"But ......" The priest looked embarrassed, and the mercenaries surrounded the church, how could they save the civilians?
"Let me come, Puran, and don't forget that I was the head of the Corrections Department back then. Father Watt volunteered and walked out of the church.
Father Pullan grabbed him.
"I haven't forgotten your attainments in the Divine Technique of Punishment, but I have not forgotten that when you first went on a trial mission, your Divine Skill almost killed three innocent people. Father Pullan gripped Watt's wrist tightly, his eyes stern, "Can you promise that you won't hurt anyone, including the mercenaries." β
"I promise. Father Watt nodded earnestly.
Father Puran was silent for a moment, then let go of his hand.
Father Watt glanced at the priest and motioned for him to lead the way.
Arriving outside the church, Father Watt found that the situation at the front was worse than he had imagined. The mercenaries who attacked the church were already red-eyed, and Watt couldn't find any reason in them. Perhaps before the attack on the Blackstone Palace, they were just ordinary adventurers and mercenaries when they demonstrated to the Rupert family, or even the party that should be sympathized, but after this night of killing, they have all become outlaws no different from mountain bandits.
"It's sad. Father Watt sighed, his left hand clutching the emblem on his chest, while his hanging right hand shone with a faint sheen of holiness.
"Pray to me, and I will give thee the nations as an inheritance, and the ends of the earth as a yield, and thou shalt break them with the rod of iron, and thou shalt break them in pieces like the potter's vessels: now let your kings wake up, and let your judges of the world be chastened. β
He silently recited the scriptures, and at the same time, the light in his left hand became more and more dazzling, and even the red-eyed mercenaries noticed the vision behind the monk's line, and the holy light almost covered the church, like the sun close in front of them, leaving only that light in their field of vision.
"Serve Yerad with fear, and rejoice in battle, but talk to his son, lest he be angry, and they will perish in the way, for his anger is about to falter!"
"Amenβ"
After praying the last verse, Father Watt suddenly raised his left hand, and the light was so bright that it was impossible to open his eyes or raise his head in front of it, whether it was the vicious mercenaries, or the civilians who were fleeing for their lives, and even the monks knelt down, they were afraid of the light as the archangel Yerald.
"Go and get the people here!" Father Watt shouted to the monks, although they were also affected by Father Watt's divine skills, but these monks were people who had served God all year round, and they quickly recovered, and when they heard Father Watt's order, they hurriedly bypassed the mercenaries who could no longer open their eyes and could not even lift their weapons, and helped the civilians outside who were also incapacitated one by one.
Performing this magic obviously consumed a lot of Father Watt's physical strength, and after a while he was tired and sweaty, and his breathing became much shorter. But he persevered, and it wasn't until the last civilian was carried in by the priest that he put away his magic, and he himself collapsed because of his physical exhaustion.
The surrounding monks quickly picked up Father Watt and carried him into the church along with the civilians.
The light could even shine on the inside of the church, and except for Father Pran, everyone else was incapacitated for a short time.
He was still standing in the antechamber of the church, silently watching Father Watt as he was helped in.
"Your magic power has improved again. β
It was a long time before he said this.
Father Watt smiled weakly, he was really exhausted now.
"If the archbishop came to do it, he wouldn't even sweat. β
"But, if I can," Father Pullan said, turning his gaze to the door, his gaze becoming very dark, "I don't want the archbishop to come here in person. If he comes, then it means that Leader Snorren will completely intervene in the affairs of Vortagen City. β
"Forget it, don't talk about that. Father Watt's neck twisted slightly, he couldn't even shake his head now, and his voice was so soft that he could barely hear it, "You'd better take care of the civilians first." β
"Hmm. Father Puran nodded, after Watt had performed the god just now, those mercenaries should be able to stop for a while, and Father Puran could calm down for the time being.
"Father. The priest who had reported to Puran came over again, "Inside the civilians...... There is a person who would like to be able to meet you. β
"Tell them, I'll go right over. Father Pullan replied immediately.
The priest shook his head, he knew that Father Puran had misunderstood what he meant.
"It's not the civilians who want to see you, it's someone who wants to see you alone. β
"See me alone?" Father Puran frowned, "what do you mean, did he say why, did he say who he was?"
"He said his name was Arnold Svan Feglaf. The pastor replied.