No matter how noisy the square is, how dark tides are surging in the dark, and how many intrigues and tricks, private things are happening, or they are being planned. After a day and a night of review, the entire lawsuit finally came to an end, just like no matter how grand the drama is, there will always be an end one day.

The testimony of the Patriarch of Lisbon was so conclusive that the three justices had to make a final verdict: "The Holy Church is guilty of fabricating the gods and deceiving the world!"

After hearing the judges read out the final verdict, the whole square was like a volcanic eruption, and people rushed to tell each other, all of them rushed to run home, and told everyone who knew the whole case. The whole square almost had a stampede again, but fortunately, the city guards were nearby, and a few whips finally brought order under control.

And depending on the status, the circumstances, and the class, people react differently to this verdict. The people originally came with the mood of watching the excitement, but now that their curiosity has been satisfied, they will go back satisfied, and by the way, they can also satisfy their desire to "chew their tongues", and then scold two sentences of the holy religion that deceives the world and steals its name.

Those high-ranking officials and nobles had to consider their future attitude towards the Holy Sect: whether it was the same as before, or was it a matter of sending charcoal in the snow, or whether they drew a clear line, or they turned into enemies? There were too many factors to consider that could not but be carefully considered.

And compared to Medea and Levi, who breathed a sigh of relief and were ready to leave quietly. The priests were all mourned and depressed, and the only one of them who was still slightly normal, except for the Patriarch of Lisbon who had betrayed the Holy Church and seemed to be nothing, was only Father Donovan, who was mentally prepared.

He looked into the eyes of the Patriarch of Lisbon, and there were doubts, shocks, and, of course, disgust and murderous intent that he could not hide and did not want to demonstrate.

"Why?", he asked, in a hoarse voice, "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been defeated." ”

"Why do you want to betray the Holy Religion!", he asked angrily and loudly.

The Patriarch of Lisbon looked at him with a blank expression. He just shook his head slightly, and then turned away, leaving only a back, walking farther and farther.

It was only Donovan's roar that woke up the priests who were dazed at this time. The pain and anger of being betrayed, as well as the possible tragic fate of oneself after the defeat of the Holy Sect, all kinds of feelings were mixed together, turning into the most intense and pure killing intent!

"Kill you traitor!", except for a few old men who seemed to have their souls drained and were too old to move, the rest of the priests all unleashed their most powerful attack magic and pounced on the Patriarch of Lisbon.

"Kill him!", the only thought in their minds was this.

However, the Patriarch of Lisbon only turned his back to them, not to mention defensive actions, and did not even turn back, and this disdain angered these priests even more and stimulated their murderous intent.

However, when they burst into the place less than two or three meters behind the Patriarch of Lisbon, what awaited them was a screaming iron arrow mixed with the cold wind!

The sharpest archer, with the help of a thirty-pound iron-tire-tired bow, shot by the most elite archer, with the release of the elements, was powerful enough to shoot through a strong demonic beast, not to mention a fragile human body.

These sharp arrows were not straight, and they were obviously aimed at these priests, who had no choice but to convert their offensive magic into a defensive one.

Otherwise, before they could kill the Patriarch of Lisbon, they would have died under these arrows.

The sense of frustration that they were about to kill their enemies but had to stop fueling them grew with anger and murderous intent, and after resisting these arrows, they prayed quickly that the Patriarch of Lisbon would be slashed with a thousand knives to vent their hatred.

It's just that they don't have a chance anymore, and the elite city guards feel the Patriarch of Lisbon with lightning speed. Shield-bearers hold one-man-high tower shields and line up in a line of walls, keeping the Patriarch of Lisbon firmly behind the walls.

Under the protection of a large city guard, without the surprise attack of a large army, there are fewer people who can pose a threat to the Patriarch of Lisbon at this moment.

However, not a single one of them was here in the entire square.

After several attempts, the priests finally recognized this fact. Unwillingness, anger, remorse...... They let out a terrible voice like a wolf's howl, which kept echoing in the wind and snow: "Why do you want to betray the Holy Sect!

All they could do was silence, and the howling of the cold wind.

Father Donovan, on the other hand, looked at the city guards who were gradually moving away, and his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something. He ran two steps and chased after him, "Wait a minute!", he shouted loudly: "I have no ill intentions, I just want to say a few words to the Patriarch of Lisbon." ”

The whole team continued to move forward in silence, and just when Father Donovan thought there was no more chance, the team suddenly stopped. The entire phalanx split apart, quickly forming a circular defensive formation, enveloping Father Donovan inside.

And in the center of this circle is none other than the Patriarch of Lisbon. He was guarded by several elite soldiers who were heavily armed, and his defense was impermeable.

He looked at Donovan, sighed, and said to the guard beside him, "Let's both be alone for a while." ”

"But adults ......"

"Hey, this person is not a threat, don't worry, I won't joke with my life. ”

After driving away the guards, the Patriarch of Lisbon looked at Father Donovan, shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have come, and today I will see what the people of the Holy Church think of you." ”

Father Donois smiled bitterly: "What is the use of their opinions?"

He pointed to the robes on his body, "Without this skin, they are just ordinary people." ”

"There are not many people in this holy sect who can see so thoroughly. The Patriarch of Lisbon said: "So what exactly do you want to say?"

"Because I'm really unwilling, I've paid too much for this skin. I am not willing to let everything go down the drain, and I am not willing to go back to the ant-like days of the past, so I have come to see you, Patriarch. Father Donovan stared at the Patriarch of Lisbon as if he were about to burst into flames.

"Don't call me the Patriarch anymore, and the Holy Church will not recognize it. Lisbon paused, and then said: "There are many things in this world that are beyond the reach of human beings, and they will not change because of your unwillingness, nor will they change because of your words. ”