Taking advantage of the night, George, the Earl of Talon County, arranged for his henchmen to quietly transport away another batch of arcane-related equipment.

The next morning, the papal emissary came outside the castle again. Although the Count tried his best to resist the spread of the Light faith, some believers slowly grew in the castle!

"May the Holy Light protect you!" said Father Pisius, who calmly sprinkled a large area of holy light to shine on the faithful.

The Holy See is not a twisted cult in the mouth of the Arcanists, they have their own beliefs! The entire world community has been destroyed by the Arcanists who have abused the power of the Arcane for countless years, and many twisted and entangled xenomorph powers have been born.

In the course of the development of arcane civilization, these twisted and entangled forces have become the price of civilization's progress! The followers of the Light have been working to cleanse the polluted world. Some are radical, others are true to their beliefs!

Piertheus belonged to the latter, a devout believer, a noble wise man!

"Thank you for your kindness in saving my father from evil powers!" a young woman prostrated on the ground.

Piertheus shook his head slightly, and reached out to help the woman up: "I am only fulfilling my faith, please do not need such gratitude! Flattery will lead me to lose and even gradually fall! Lost lamb, please look up to the mercy of the Light!"

Standing on the top of the castle, he looked at the papal group outside the castle with a gloomy face. Feeling the unkind gaze that looked in the direction of the castle and looked at him, the earl sighed. Without saying a word, he turned around and returned to the room: "Carson, the transfer of equipment must be completed today"

It took another two nights for Earl George to finally complete the transfer of the arcane test equipment in the castle.

The gate of the castle was opened, and Count George stood in front of the gate of the castle with a straight military uniform, all kinds of medals on his chest, and a reserved smile on his face to greet the emissary of the Holy See.

The tall, bloodline knight with extraordinary strength and strength all over his body was fully armed, standing behind the Count like a human wall!

However, through the gap in the human wall, it was easy to see seven or eight children covered with abscesses in the castle looking at the Holy See and his party shrouded in holy light with a shocked expression.

Piercius frowned and stared at Count George, with a slight sense of responsibility: "Earl, you still have doubts about the Holy Light!"

George pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, as if muttering: "It's because the Holy See is too xenophobic! The agreement signed with the nobles back then is now being torn up little by little by the Holy See itself!"

His expression was slightly gloomy, and Piseus suddenly sighed: "The colleagues of the Inquisition have brought new obstacles to our cause while removing obstacles!

"May the Holy Light bless you!" said Count George, expressionless, duplicitous.

Pitius walked past George and the others, walked straight to the children infected by the distorted power, and said without looking back, "The holy light needs no praise!" As the words fell, a milky white light swayed down from his hand, enveloping the abscessed child.

The extremely exclusive light dispelled the twisting power in the children's bodies, and the disgusting abscesses on the skin recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Praise the ...... of the Light"

"Praise the Messenger of Heaven......"

"Thank you for your kindness......"

Many of the women who lived in the castle came to the children and prostrate at the priest's feet!

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Both the Earl's side and the Holy See's side let out a cold snort!

"Count, do you really want to go your own way, disregarding the health of the common people in your realm, and carrying out those experiments that you have in private?" the priest stared at George with burning eyes.

"Father Piercius, if you have come to hold me accountable, then please show me the evidence!" replied Count George, standing in straight armor among the knights' guards.

"I don't have proof!, but you and I both know the truth very well" Psyus shook his head slowly, "These children, aren't they infected by the radiation of the distorted power because of your misuse of elemental power?"

There is never a right or wrong power, and the Arcanists' obsession with elemental power has ultimately led to entire worlds being polluted by distorted forces. Werewolves are essentially a victim of these twisted powers.

Even the Truth Rome could not absolutely prevent the leakage of warping power, let alone Count George, who was only half-toned and studied the arcane on his own with some specious records!

"Your Excellency, I don't think you have forgotten the real reason why you are here. The filthy werewolves polluted by the power of the abyss are the source of all this!" The Count smiled contemptuously, throwing the blame on the werewolves hiding in the depths of the forest.

"We have no intention of antagonizing the nobility at this time, and we hope that Your Excellency will also make some concessions. In a week, the Count of Berval will be baptized by the bishop, and I hope that your Excellency will come to the ceremony as soon as possible!"

"Is this a deal?" Count George raised his eyebrows, "And what do we need to pay?"

"During this time, the dominance of Talons, we need a stable logistics base!"

"Your Excellency Father, please come to the parlor to talk in detail!" Count George nodded, and led the papal group into the castle lord's hall.

The general direction has been determined, and the remaining details are just bargaining with each other. In this regard, the people of the Holy See are naturally no match for the noble counts.

At night, Father Piercius, exhausted by the negotiations, silently prayed for the evening prayers, and the light moved slowly and regularly. Tranquility and serenity, soothing his weary soul.

Count George led an army of one hundred and fifty men to the territory of Count Berval, leaving only Carson the butler to remain in the castle as Count George's agent.

At a certain price, in exchange for Count George's avoidance, this made the Holy See's next operation in the East Valley Forest finally guaranteed.

The undercurrent of Daron County gradually eased as the Count retreated to Count Bolval's territory! The Holy Knights' squires went to various estates and villages in Talon County to transport cartloads of collected grain to the castle.

Some of them were bought from farmers for gold coins, and some of them were snatched by virtue of their power. Old contradictions are subduing, and new contradictions are being derived.

The outside world was disturbed, but it did not disturb the Bahrain group deep in the forest.

Relying on the corpse of a monitor lizard obtained by Bahrain's life-fighting blow, the breath of a high-level creature alone dispersed the elemental beasts that had been harassing Bahrain and his party.

It took the group more than a day to finally stumble to the foot of the volcano deep in the forest! Plumes of black smoke shoot up into the sky!