Chapter Seventy-Six: Messengers

At night, lightning and thunder roared, and the wind and rain became even faster.

In the distance, the bells of St. Hilde's Cathedral rang once, twice, three times......

Twelve bells have been struck, and another page has been turned on the calendar, and it is now August 20, 1375, in the Medland Glory calendar.

Joe sat in a large comfortable chair, holding a cup of black tea with double milk and double sugar, and kept shaking his head.

The small round table beside him was filled with delicate little snacks, all of which were found in the kitchen of the Kaban family.

On the floor in front of him, the inhumanoid Fudel collapsed like a puddle of mud, constantly letting out a ghostly howl from his throat.

Tooth stood beside Joe, trimming his nails with a small dagger.

He sighed leisurely: "We also punish people, who doesn't have a few enemies?" Sometimes, torture is always useful. However, when we are punished, we only treat the enemy as an enemy. ”

The voice paused, and the teeth muttered in a low voice: "These god sticks, they don't treat people as human beings!" ”

Joe's face also trembled, and the sweet and mellow black tea in his hand looked like a cup of fresh blood water at the moment, and Joe had no appetite at all.

He was in the police station, and he had also seen those little thieves who accidentally missed and were caught by the police in a black prison.

The policemen in Tulun Harbor are generally not very good in character, and they often run to toss those little thieves when they are bored, and beat them to the point of flesh and blood. Some unlucky people who steal petty often get beaten to the point where they are no longer capable of committing crimes.

But compared to Longinus's methods......

As the tooth said, these gods really don't take these unlucky people who are identified as 'heretics' seriously.

Joe sat and watched, feeling creepy and numb.

A normal person, there is no way to describe the ruthless methods of these church knights in words, in short, they just used a little bit of work on Fu Del's hands, and after about a quarter of an hour, Fu Del became completely less like a person.

A puddle of mud, a puddle of garbage, a puddle of dead rats that have been stinky in the tank for more than ten days...... In short, at this moment, you can't connect him with a person at all, and every corner of his body is completely distorted and deformed.

Blood continued to flow out of Fu Del's body, and the hall of the main building of the Kaban family had already been stained red by his blood.

If it were a normal person, such a bleeding would have died five or six times a long time ago.

But the priest named Mark poured a bottle of the Death Elixir into his mouth whenever he was about to die. So Fudel quickly regained his spirits, and he was able to hold out for a few more minutes under the hands of the knights of the church.

"Kill me, kill me, kill me!" Fu Del's spirit has tended to collapse completely, and he keeps screaming at the top of his throat, but he has always only let people kill him, and he has no intention of confiding in him at all.

"-!" Longinus shook his bloody palm, grabbed the old man Garong, and wiped his hands on his snow-white shirt: "This guy has a really hard mouth, are your Kaban family so hard in the bones?" ”

The old man Garong accompanied the smiling face, completely ignoring his own identity and letting Longinus do whatever he wanted.

In terms of personal strength, the old man Garong is not even weaker than Longinus, after all, the Caban family is one of the wealthy families in Tulun Port, and among the family, there must always be a few masters who can control the scene.

But the old man Garong didn't even have the slightest idea of resisting.

He was cold, his heart almost stopped beating, and at this moment, he was bent on cooperating with all of Longinus's actions, striving for an almost impossible glimmer of life.

Resist, this is absolutely not daring to resist.

In the face of the Delun Empire, the old man Garong still has the courage to take risks.

But in the face of the Golden Oak Church...... Old man Garong has lived for so many years, and when he was a child, he heard from his great-grandfather about the whole process of signing the "Secret Covenant of Faith".

The Golden Oak Church, but the countries of the Metland continent joined forces, and it was a behemoth that was barely suppressed when the papal inheritance of the Golden Oak Church was in trouble and internal chaos.

Rebel against the Empire, and perhaps die.

If you rebel against the Church, you will surely die.

And it's definitely the kind of death that is the most tragic and inhumane death.

Therefore, Longinus must be satisfied, and this group of inhuman church knights must be satisfied.

"Dear Lord Longinus, let me persuade him, let me try......" The old man of Garong was hunched over his waist with a stiff smile, and his old face was full of cold sweat.

"Go!" Longinus held his head high and casually pointed at Fudel, who was paralyzed on the ground.

The look on his face, the way he looked, was like pointing to a puddle of, saying to someone – 'Go, clean up'!

Ga Rong trembled slightly, he came to Fu Del's side, and several tall church knights stood beside him, their hands were bloody, dripping blood downward, with a bright, heartfelt smile on their faces, tilting their heads to look at Garong.

"Fudel, my child, listen to me, listen to me." Ga Rong knelt beside Fu Del, who was not human, and said in a low voice: "Think about your father, think about your mother, think about your sister, think about your sister, your nephew...... And so many of your loved ones. ”

"You did something wrong, you were wrong, you made a mistake that put the entire Kaban family in danger." Ga Rong's voice trembled, and he muttered to Fu Del with a cry: "We must correct our mistakes, we must ......"

Fu Del's two eyes were almost shattered, and at this moment, his eyes were congested and red and swollen, and his eyes that were constantly oozing blood moved slightly, staring directly at Garong.

"Grandpa Garong...... I didn't make a mistake...... I'm just, too...... It's just ......"

A church knight smiled excitedly and quickly and asked, "This guy, has a sister and a sister?" Who are they? Where are they? Oh, please come out with his mother. ”

"Heretics' relatives are certainly heretics, and in the name of our Lord we must punish heretics...... Before they are burned at the stake, Our Lord has given us unlimited power to punish them in advance......"

In the hall, all the knights of the church laughed very quickly, and the hall was filled with a chilling joyful atmosphere.

Joe and the other Imperial officers and soldiers were silent at the same time.

The black jail of the Tulum Port Police Station is dark enough; But compared to the black jail of the Holy Inquisition of the Church, the black jail of the police station is heaven.

The Many-tongued House of the Metlands once said, 'The Holy Inquisition, in the name of light, does the works of darkness; All the filth, all the wickedness, all the depravity, all the madness of the world, are in the Holy Inquisition; How is your heart different from heresy'?

Not to mention the fate of that family, anyway, in the whole of Medland now, except for his famous quote, he didn't even leave his name.

The Holy Inquisition of the Golden Oak Church, you can put the deepest fear in your heart on it, and then you will find that the darkness and terror in the Holy Inquisition are a hundredfold, a thousand times greater than the deepest fear in your heart......

Joe frowned, and he stood up, not bothering to look at what happened next.

What happened next was a human tragedy that a normal person could not bear, and Fu Del and his immediate family would be miserable, miserable......

But Joe has no mercy for Dealle.

The Kaban family, to be exact, but the enemy of his Wittu family, Fu Deer, did indeed collude with heresy.

Joe was in Tryst Alley and was almost killed by the Corrupted Spirit's followers, so how could he have any mercy for Fudel, who colluded with the Corrupted Spirit's followers?

"I'm going to breathe, Lord Longinus, and I hope you'll pry his mouth open as soon as possible and find the heretics that are hiding." Joe said very seriously, "I dare to swear, on a mid-autumn night, among the people who attacked us, there were believers in the spirit of corruption. ”

"The Kaban family has a lot of property in Tulun Port, and if he refuses to confess, we will search the Kaban family property one by one, and we will not find those heretics in two or three days."

"If that's the case...... Those heretics are afraid that they have already received the news and fled. ”

Joe shrugged his shoulders, held the cup of tea, and strode out of the hall.

Major General Doron and the other Imperial officers and soldiers shook their heads and went out as well.

Longinus blinked his eyes and looked at Joe's back blankly for a while, and he suddenly laughed: "Ha, it turns out that you kid is a soft egg...... Hehe, scared when you see blood? Turns out, you're a softass! ”

Holding his head up haughtily, Longinus took a deep breath of blood in the hall and said with heartfelt emotion: "Only the pious servant of my lord is a true man. ”

The church knights in the hall laughed more and more happily.

They laugh brightly, purely, and laugh very happily from the heart - they have been taught this since they were young, and what they are doing, what they are going to do next, is so natural and so accustomed to them.

Screams and howls grew louder and louder in the hall, and in addition to Fudel's screams, there was also a strange woman's voice.

Joe stood under the porch outside the hall door, frowning, a green vein in his brow beating constantly.

In the wind and rain, the sound of hurried footsteps came, and more than a dozen guards of the Vetto family surrounded a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy and ran briskly along the road.

"Young Master Qiao, Young Master Qiao, let me send you a message from the shopkeeper." The simple-looking, very inconspicuous boy had obviously gone through a long run, and even in the heavy rain, his face was red and fluttering, and he was out of breath.

"Ah, what is the matter with running like this?" Joe knew this young man, he was one of the big leaders of the 'Sparrow Gang', the owner of the grimace, and in the whole port of Tulum, there were only five or six people in total.

Ah Yu came to Joe's side and quickly said a few words.

Major General Doron and the others, who were standing beside Joe, widened their eyes one by one, and then glanced back at the hall suddenly.

Qiao's body trembled, and he hissed, "Uncle himself went over first?" Damn ......"

"Someone...... Take the carriage and horses of the Kaban family...... No, Your Excellency Rear Admiral, let the Garcican fleet give us a fast frigate, and we will rush to the sea and go straight to the old pier No. 2! ”

"Quick, quick, quick!"