Time flies, whether it is the commoners who rushed to Haina from all over the north, or the nobles and royal families who are silent about it, in anticipation of it, the early winter sun crosses the horizon with some coldness, and judgment finally comes!

Even more exaggerated than the 'Pope's coronation' some time ago!

Haina, which is only two-thirds the size of Lydney, is already overcrowded at the moment!

Even if the night is cold and windy, the weather still can't extinguish the monstrous anger in the hearts of the believers!

Hundreds of thousands of people sat on the streets of Haina with their luggage, and the entire street was congested. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the huge and anxious crowd has also brought great pressure to the security of the city of Haina!

The large number of believers made Haina's 'golden finger' skyrocket several times in just a few days!

Hundreds of thefts are made miserable for the sheriffs here.

Even the prison cells are now full of arrested!

Although the titular lord and ruler of Haina is now Viscount Edward of the Anurin family, the real control of everything here is a court baron named Wick, loyal to the royal family, who is also the supreme administrator of Haina.

The middle-aged, fat man with a smooth head was sitting in his office with a sad face.

Thieves are rampant, and all kinds of fights and brawls are happening one after another!

Even his own carriage was stabbed in a hole yesterday with a long sword!

I almost stabbed him in the stomach at that time!

But apart from whipping the client and throwing him into the prison, the overcrowded Haina at this time seemed to be beyond his control.

Fortunately, there are teachings of the Holy See to restrain the behavior of those believers, and there have been no vicious incidents so far, but just these little things have made his hair even thinner!

Just as he was frowning, a soldier sweating profusely pushed open the door in a hurry, and his voice was hurried, "My lord, Viscount Anulin has clashed with a group of believers again, and now he is blocked outside the square by hundreds of people, go and take a look!"

Wick let out a long breath of turbidity, and now he was numb to the extremely stupid Viscount Anulin.

Pinch your fingers, this is the seventh time... Oh no, it's the eighth time!

That damn little brute never knew how to stop!Did you really think everyone cared about his status as a hereditary viscount?!

And he doesn't know what day it is? In ten minutes, His Majesty and His Holiness the Pope will come to Haina! He has managed to suppress the riot here, and these are good, but I hope that before he rushes there, things will not almost kill him like last time!

In addition to scolding in his heart, Wickton was exhausted, and the wooden chair behind him made a harsh grinding sound against the floor, Wick picked up the leather whip on the table, and said with a gloomy face, "Bring me all the brothers, and I will be arrested with Viscount Anyulin later, along with the believers who are making trouble!"

He'd get this fool back before the two adults got here, anyway, to make Heiner look peaceful, at least on the surface.

Wick didn't want to leave a negative impression of incompetence in His Majesty's mind.

The seven soldiers who stayed in the security station, under the leadership of Wick, went all the way to the square with great momentum!

...

Not far from Anulin Square, Edward, a young nobleman who was still emaciated, was punching and kicking two women.

The two village women, who had apparently rushed from the south, were obviously intimidated by his 'aristocratic momentum', and knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

A group of five soldiers from the security station, with long swords in their hands, were sweating profusely to fend off the hundreds of believers who were glaring at them.

It's just that they are now like rats in bellows, and they don't please each other.

They didn't dare to persuade the little ancestor, nor did they dare to make any radical moves towards the believers who surrounded them.

God knows if these people don't want to die and tear themselves to shreds here!

Edward's originally meticulous black hair was in a mess at the moment, and even his clothes were a little scattered because of his movements!

As he threw his fist at the woman's body, he cursed, "You damned bastards, are you all deaf, this is my city, who gave you permission to set foot here?"

It's just that he clearly overestimated the deterrent power of his identity, and just as he was about to smash his fist down, a large rough hand grabbed Edward's slender wrist.

"Your Excellency, they just accidentally stepped on your shoes, are you going too far by doing this?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man of medium stature, dressed in the leather armor of a typical wandering mercenary, with a resolute face.

Holding Edward's wrist in his hand, the man's gaze was faintly unkind.

Although some of the wandering mercenaries and adventurers are vicious outlaws, there are also such righteous rangers.

was pinched by someone's wrist, Edward suddenly looked up at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, and scolded!

"Damn it, take your dirty hands off my arms!"

While scolding, he stretched out his leg and kicked at this ranger, but in the face of a ranger with the strength of a silver knight, not only did he not shake the other party in the slightest.

Instead, because the man let go of his right hand that was holding his wrist, his body lost its balance.

"Hey... Oops!"

A beautiful four-legged landing pose.

The onlookers who were originally angry and helpless saw such a scene, and the crowd suddenly erupted in earth-shattering cheers!

There were even people who spat on Edward who was lying on the ground while clapping!

"Mercenary!

"Let this viscount taste the taste of his ass landing on the ground first!haha!"

At this time, Wick finally led the men to arrive, and when he and the soldiers squeezed through the crowd, the first thing they saw was Anulin who had fallen to the ground!

While screaming in his heart, Wick was still expressionless, and led his troops to Edward's side, personally helping him up from the ground, and at the same time looked at the ranger with an unkind face and shouted loudly, "Do you know what a felony it is to openly attack a nobleman?!

Although Wick also thinks that Edward is handsome and beautiful, but as a nobleman, he still does not allow anyone to infringe on the interests of the class!

Naturally, this ranger would not come here alone, and as soon as Wick's words fell, six adventurers dressed in different clothes directly took out their weapons and stood beside the ranger!

As long as these soldiers dare to move, they will not be polite!

Although the attitude of this group of adventurers made Wick angry, but before he could speak, a man with an ordinary face but a voice that seemed to be inexplicably infectious walked up to him with a smile and said unhurriedly, "But I think it should have been this ...... just now The Viscount himself fell, so are you going to continue to arrest people?"