Dominique walked aimlessly through the cathedral with anger and resentment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info At this point, he didn't have a clear goal, and almost no one of the priests around him took the initiative to greet him, which made him feel even more angry. Uneasiness pervaded him, and he could feel that he was being marginalized in the Order.

Golantis couldn't guide herself, and Evie was only of limited help to herself. The renunciation of himself by his colleagues and the ignorance of his colleagues made him feel how wrong it was to make the decision to become a probationary priest. Dominic thought that his own personality was destined to not be a good priest, and that mercenaries might be his right path.

"Hey, Dominic!" was the first greeting he heard after leaving the room that had annoyed him, and it made him feel a little grateful to the person to whom he sent the greeting.

Dominic cast his gaze, and the boy with black and messy hair who was a few years younger than himself looked at him with a confused expression. He has a badge on his chest that represents his status as a Probationary Priest, and the cross on his back is an inferior item made of pure wood, which has a very limited effect in actual combat. "Horn?"

"Oh, Dominic. Say okay, call me Heinz. The black-haired boy stuck out his tongue at Dominic in dissatisfaction, and then put an innocent smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, Heinz, I'm in a bad mood and don't have time to read Remidia's teachings with you today. "Dominique doesn't want to contag his negative emotions to Heinz.

Heinz touched his head and said cautiously. "Did you quarrel with the other guys again?"

"There was no quarrel. Dominic replied briefly.

"Please, Dominic. Heinz stepped forward. "You can't...... Have fun?"

"What do you want me to do?" asked Dominic.

"It's like...... Such. Heinz looked around, and after making sure no one was looking at him, he began to do some antics that made people laugh, though Dominic didn't laugh out loud.

Dominic sighed and waved his hand. "I'm glad you care about me, but I don't want to talk to anyone anymore today. See you later, Heinz. Dominic walked around Heinz, who was standing in front of him, to the door of the cathedral.

Heinz scratched his head and pouted his lips in displeasure. "At least laugh a little......"

It's like this every time, when you encounter something that annoys you, the things that make you feel even more annoyed will come one after another. Dominic had just come out of the cathedral when a hurried-looking clergyman crashed into his body. "What the hell?" said Dominic, but only silence was in response. When he focused his attention again, he realized that the guy who hit him had long since disappeared without a trace.

"God must have lost his eye......" Dominic muttered quietly, rubbing his arm that was nearly broken by the heavy plate armor. But that action didn't last long, and Dominic soon realized that something was wrong. In his line of sight, at least a whole group of clergy poured out of the side door of the church, heading towards Huttonmar's central plaza.

"What's going on?" Dominic muttered to himself blankly, looking at the church behind him that had become a riot.

This apparent commotion naturally affected the fact that Golantis and the others, who were in the room trying to convince the Farowan people further, and before Evie was about to go out to check on the situation, Heinz rushed in and told a message that everyone present did not want to hear. "It's the pretenders! they appeared, in the central square, they were killing!"

"What?" said Golantis, surprised.

"There's no time, there's more than one number of pretenders, they're completely out of control!" Heinz gasped, as if the incident itself had put a lot of pressure on him. A few minutes ago, he was still thinking about how to understand the deeper content of the doctrine today. Now, as a Trainee Clergyman, he had to become a messenger, telling all the clergy in the Cathedral who were able to make decisions about the Pretender's appearance.

"Let's go. Golantis realized the gravity of the matter and immediately spoke to Evie. The latter nodded, ignoring some of the seemingly unrelated Warhammer and the others, and left the room after Golantis and Heinz.

The expressions of the people of Farowan froze, and Golantis's words were fulfilled. Now, he's starting to get so confused that he's desperate to hide in a place where the pretender will never be found. The fear hidden in his heart resurfaced, and he screamed uncontrollably, his eyes filled with fear.

"Damn it, hold this bastard!" Warhammer rushed up and punched him in the face, beckoning Blackburn and Maffeo to help.

"What's going on?" Blackburn asked in alarm.

"Leave that alone, stun this bastard!" Warhammer shouted, trying to knock the struggling Farowan people unconscious.

"Give me peace!" Maffeo used the hilt of his sword to silence the Faroe Vines, Warhammer and Blackburn making the same motion at about the same time - backing and then slumping on the ground, just holding down the struggling Faroe Vines took a lot of their strength.

Blackburn wiped his sweat and gasped. "This ...... Is...... It sucks. ”

"Can you give me ...... Explain...... Did something happen?"

"The pretender appeared in the square and went out of control...... "Maffeo seemed to realize something. "Bloodthirsty?"

"What? what bloodthirsty?" Warhammer asked.

"Hell, Camilli......" Maffeo turned and snatched the door, and the two of them saw through the gap in the door that was gradually closing, and Maffeo drew his greatsword behind him. At that moment, Warhammer was thinking that Maffeo would most likely be captured by the clergy, because what an incredible thing it was to draw a weapon in the cathedral.

Maffeo sprang away, crashing past the clergy who stood in their way, whether they were anxiously waiting for the others to arrive, or those who were still standing in place, stunned. Maffeo had ignored almost all the clergy, and he just wanted to get to the central plaza as quickly as possible. Indeed, he did think of another being associated with bloodlust, the Pretender. Now that the fact that the Pretender still exists has been proven, he has all the more reason to believe that Huttonmal's chain of events originated from the Pretender.

The road to the central square has been blocked by the guards, and it has become impossible to get there quickly. Maffeo chose what he was best at, climbing to the roof to bypass the guards' blockade. Although the residential area was some distance from the central square, and it was bound to be found back to the ground from the direction facing the square, he had no other choice now.

When you reach the rooftop, the view is widened. So, as he should, he saw the central square, which was almost full of blood. Stumps and severed arms, blood splattered on the ground, pretenders wielding mutated minions, and clergy struggling to unleash their souls, this is a real runaway.