"Yes, Your Excellency!" more voices rang out: "I swear to the great gods, I promise that there are people from the Dawn Council in the locality!"

"Yes, Your Excellency! The people of Harvey Town have been contaminated by heresy!

"Fuck you!" Townsend's anger that he finally suppressed suddenly jumped up, he jumped off the horse, and he didn't even hold Marcia: "I'm from Harvey Town, ** that eye saw me as a heretic?!

Townshend's performance was not reckless at all, he already knew how miserable ordinary people who were labeled heretics could be in this world. Maybe the Radiant Church will want to investigate the fake show, and take the opportunity to shut up the head of the Blue Blossom Chamber of Commerce - and he has a background in the Abnormal Guild, so there is no danger in making a fuss. It's best to distract them, and at least remind them that there are other people here, and the Church of Radiance can't cover the sky with one hand.

Stopped by Townsend's hand, the knight who shouted "heresy" stood up, his face did not change, no, it should be said that he looked at Townsend with a very strong contempt in his eyes.

"Are you challenging me?" said the Church Knight, grinning, "the dignity of my honor does not allow me to back down, even one step!"

As soon as the word "step" came out, countless cyclones were generated around the knight's body, roaring like a storm, and the surrounding weeds were all clinging to the ground, and Townsend was almost blown away. After standing firm, he felt a burning pain in his cheeks.

Townsend was secretly stunned, but his face did not change in the slightest, he took the Abilities Glove from his belt, and solemnly put it on—it was at this time that the gaze of the Inspector Clerk first swept over Townsend's face, and then, he looked at the Count beside him.

"Your Excellency, his name is Townsend, he is a local Psychic Master apprentice, just sprouted, but he has already reported to the Psychic Master Guild, he can't have an accident!" The Count wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "The lady next to him is also from the Andorran Alliance, her name is Marcia, a mid-level supernatural apprentice of the Psychic Master Guild." ”

"It's rare to be able to meet two abilities in the Principality of Yaxiu - apprentices. The Inspector Clerk turned his gaze and said in his gentle tone, "Lady Marcia, at the beginning of the year, there was a dispute not far away, does that Anomalous Master have anything to do with you?"

"Your Excellency's words are right, that Anomalous Master is my mentor. Marcia graciously admitted: "I was there at the time. ”

"As a member of the Radiant Church, I am grateful to your mentor for mentoring my apprentices. In return, I should mentor you today. The inspector said modestly: "After all, the Guild of Miracle Teachers and the Church of Radiance have always been sympathetic. ”

"You...... It turns out that you are not an inspector of Andorra, but a ......" Marcia was about to say more, when all the knights and priests of the Glorious Church, including the clerk himself, suddenly turned around and knelt down on one knee towards the vacant empty seat.

Their movements were very neat, their expressions were very serious, and the sound of metal slamming into each other was loud. And those nobles were much more sluggish, but after reacting, they were all busy. After that, hundreds of people in the audience were silent, and Townsend could even hear his own heavy breathing!

Townsend was stunned, what kind of trick is the other party playing?!

"No—this atmosphere isn't right—there's definitely something changed—" Townsend jerked his head up, his gaze in the air.

Thirty meters in the sky above the wide seat, there was a man standing in the air!

He's floating, or he's flying!

It was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, with his hands behind his back, his long hair scattered, and his face as calm as water. There were no glaring inscriptions on a navy blue church robe, only the long horns of the robe swaying in the wind, adding a bit of unsettling aura to the solemn and oppressive atmosphere underfoot.

His eyes, his gaze were indifferent and cold.

"Apostle!" a metallic word popped out of Marcia's mouth, instantly dispelling Townsend's rage—he was the Apostle!?the most powerful thug of the Glorious Church!?one of the people at the top of the power of this world!?

The Apostle in the Sky glanced at Marcia indifferently.

"You're the Ninth Apostle!" Marcia took a half step back, her look shocked and deeply guarded: "Olibert Monroe!"

"Bold, dare to call adults by their first names!" several knights rushed up, and faintly formed a circle, surrounding Marcia and Townsend. And at this moment, there was a guy with no armor and a powdery face, and he raised his head and said something to the Ninth Apostle—the apostle's brow furrowed slightly.

"You," and then, the voice of the apostle Xiao Suo came from the sky, "how long do you want to delay?"

As soon as the Ninth Apostle said this, no one at the scene spoke. An eerie and heavy atmosphere slowly pressed down, making many people, including Townsend, breathless and frightened...... If someone else had done this, Townsend would only spit on him, but not against Menroe, because he had three layers of the brightest aura in the world.

Faith, power, power!

This is an aura that cannot be violated!

"Your Excellency the Apostle, they have only caught one minion!" replied one of the knights, "The rebel bandit leader is resisting in a few civilian houses, and the mercenaries will not be able to attack it at all!"

As if to prove the knight's words, there was a commotion and crackling sound in the center of Harvey's town.

"Your Excellency, if it drags on like this, the rebel bandit leader will definitely escape, and he can't be allowed to reach the west coast!"

"Yes, under the watchful eye of the merciful gods, we cannot allow the bandit leader to escape to the west coast. The clerk also looked up at the sky and shouted, "If they escape, it will be too late!"

"My little cutie," a smile suddenly bloomed on the face of the Ninth Apostle, "Waiting for me to give her a ten-year-old birthday......

"No, Venerable Olipot, Monroe!" a young nobleman suddenly burst out of the crowd of Andorran nobles, and he knelt heavily on his knees: "Please bypass them, more than 50,000 people! Give me an hour! Just an hour! I promise to bring all the bandits to Your Excellency!"

The apostle paid no attention to him, but the clerk turned around and asked in a mild tone, "Young man, do you want to go in—that kind of place?"

The young nobleman's face changed, and he fell to the ground, trembling and unable to utter a word.

"Your Excellency, please forgive this reckless young man, he is very important to the stability of the alliance!" An elderly nobleman knelt on the ground: "Please forgive him!

"Respect for the gods is not measured in money, and loyalty to the Lord is not proven in a day. The apostle's tone was low, and he reached into his robe, and took out a slender tobacco, yes, the kind that Townsend used to smoke.

As he puffed out his cigarette, all the knights chanted in unison: "My Lord, overlooking all things from the Infinite Peak, My Lord, the embodiment of infinite majesty and justice, My Lord, My Supreme Will—I! I am the fingertip of my Lord!