In the second week of the Duke of Silver Rose's return to the city, the New Year arrived.

Children wear padded jackets and wave welcome branches to run through the streets after the new snow, and the sound of laughter and slapstick adds a festive atmosphere to the city.

A little boy whose face was flushed by the cold wind ran briskly, reaching out to wipe his nose, but accidentally bumped into Lamberts around the corner. He spun around twice and sat down on the ground.

Lamberts resisted the irritation in his heart, forced a smile on his face, and leaned over to pull the boy up.

"Happy Father, Uncle Priest!" It was evident that the boy did not yet have the ability to distinguish the deities of the Church by his clothing, but the sincere smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"The gods are upon you, child, and you will thrive. Lamberts took off his gloves, drew a prism on his chest, and tapped the boy on the forehead, watching him cheer and join his companions who were waiting for him, and frolicked and ran off into the distance.

"Let's go. Lamberts turned around and said to his subordinates, continuing to search the street under their respectful gaze.

Hidden in the sleeve of his robe, Lamberts rubbed his fingers secretly, and although it only touched a small patch of skin, he still felt that his hands were covered with the dirt of the lower untouchables.

Lamberts is doing much better now than he did when he first became a full monk. In the first few years, Lamberts suffered a lot because of this abnormal cleanliness that was not attached to the priesthood, and Knettin's background was similar to his, but at Lamberts's age, she was already an official priest, and Lamberts was still spinning around the high-ranking monk's divine qualities.

It is precisely because of the so-called young arrogance that the young Lamberts relied on his father's holy favor, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his illness at all, and often kicked people and beat believers when he was uncomfortable, so the church leaders had a serious bad feeling for him, although he was not dismissed from his religious membership, but it directly affected his promotion. It wasn't until later, under the pressure of his seminary classmates who were promoted one after another, pleaded with his father to no avail, that Lamberts came to his senses. But at this time, after learning the hard way, even if he wants to wash away the stigma, it is not so easy.

Therefore, he took the initiative to ask for help, accepted the application for the garrison of the Archbishop of White Rose City, and endured the white eyes of Knetin and the poor accommodation conditions, constantly patrolling day and night, holding back the irritability in his heart and dealing with the untouchables, all just to catch the notorious serial murderer, in order to obtain the actual results that can make the Holy Capital notice.

When he caught Cromwell, he was really ecstatic, he could even see that a glorious future was beckoning to him, and even when Cromwell escaped from prison, he felt that it didn't matter - anyway, he had caught him, and by the way, he disgusted the enemy of the church, the head of the heresy, and as for Cromwell who fled the next night, it would not affect his evaluation of the Holy Capital at all, except for explaining that these damned heretics were a nest of snakes and rats.

But this dream, with the arrival of two anonymous letters, fell into the dust in an instant.

At this time, Lamberts had not yet given up, and at this time he had already understood that if he wanted to achieve great things, he must first endure pain, and this small setback was just a test given to him by the gods, as long as he could catch it with his own hands again, or cut off the head of the apostate and hypocrite with his own hands, then his merits would still be enough to reach the ears of the noble lords of the gods in the Holy Capital.

But even such thoughts vanished with the sudden arrival of a blizzard that was not even shown in the prophecy.

In the midst of a night-long blizzard, a vicious murderous demon finally dies, but no one knows who killed him.

Except for Cromwell and several of his henchmen, the Raven Man with the Golden Lock, and the Grand Priest Knetting, no one knew who killed the killer, even in Lamberts's identity, he only saw the devastated corpse of the corpse crusher, and even the murder scene had been cleaned.

In the incomparably disappointed, Lamberts could only grit his teeth and take the initiative to take over the painstaking and tiring review of the watchtower - among the current clergy in Nanling, only a few people like him who have access to the upper echelons of the church know how much the Holy Capital attaches importance to the "new soil of faith" in Wenning District, and the church has finally planted this nail in the heart of Duke Silver Rose, and will definitely not sit idly by.

But there is no end to it, and the gods have given him another chance after taking away a hope that was not destined to belong to Lamberts.

When he saw the dizzying black light on the little boy's body, Lamberts finally realized-

His ascension to the gods is coming.

How honorable it would be to punish a black-blooded heretic? Lamberts had forgotten it, but he remembered that when he was still a teenager looking through the history of the church and asking his father about the "black-blooded ones", his father had said something to him.

"Black Blood...... Do you think these heretics are so easy to punish, Rand? In the history of the Church, those who have punished the black bloods are all 'saints' if they survive to the end!"

Saint...... What a wonderful and sacred word, even Lamberts, whom he considered the Most High Father, could not attain this great divine favor.

Thinking of this, Lamberts's blood, which had become a little cold in the cold wind, couldn't help but boil again, and he looked at the streets of the lower district in front of him with burning eyes. His eyes were shrouded in a faint white light, a magic spell used by the Church to detect heretical mages, and to see the remnants of magic in the air for hours. It is impossible for Su Zuo to mix in with the upper district without attracting attention, and compared to the upper district where he does not know the fireworks of the world, Su Zuo, who was born in the Wenning district, is also more familiar in the lower district, so Lamberts thinks that Su Zuo's surname is more likely to be in the lower district.

Lamberts felt that he was very familiar with the psychology of these little people, although he didn't know where the 100 gold coins found under Nolan Jier's bed came from, but with the heart of that little ghost, he couldn't give up this hard-won huge amount of money, he must still be lurking somewhere in the city, waiting for the opportunity to sneak back to Nolan Jier to retrieve the gold coins......

"Ha ......"

With a long sigh of relief, Syndra Glehead put his whole body on the back of his chair, as the deputy commander of the city lieutenant, he was almost exhausted in the two days that the expeditionary force had returned to the city.

With only half the normal staff, he had to maintain order among the people and the army in the city at the same time, and had to worry about a possible extremist attack - less than half a year after the Wings of Truth incident - while another deputy commander, Dack Gill, refused to lend him half of the troops returning from the expedition under the pretext that he still needed to rest.

Unlike the sheriff, which belonged to the imperial military attache system, the city lieutenant army was an out-and-out regular army in the imperial military and political system, and every city lieutenant was an official emperor of the military department, and once the war began, he had the obligation to obey orders and go to the battlefield to fight.

The city captain army of White Rose City was originally one of the several descendant troops of the Duke of Silver Rose, so when the war started last year, at least half of the city captains followed the duke who had personally conquered and went out with the expeditionary force. However, the good news is that Sindra was appointed as the supreme commander of the White Rose City Captain's Army during the expedition, so he did not die in battle like the former Captain of the Castle Captain Rad Fattah, but the bad news is that although the original commander did not return, the other deputy commander who accompanied the army, Dak Gill, returned.

After Rad's death, the position of captain of the city captain became vacant. Darker Gil is eight years younger than Syndra, so in terms of seniority, Darker is not as good as Syndra, but after all, Darker has established his military exploits on the battlefield, and replaced the defeated Commander Ladd, commanding the city captain's army to fight for half a year, so what Archduke Ferdinand intends to do with this vacant position, Sindra can't figure out for a while.

But when he thought that Darker, who was almost ten years younger than herself, but was already on an equal footing with herself, was likely to take this opportunity to rise to her head in one breath and look down at her with that arrogant little face full of cream, Sindra couldn't help but feel like she had eaten a mouthful of in her heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the deputy commander's office, and Sindra straightened his face, although he was deeply unhappy with the life ambition of the boy Dark, but he also knew that he had been living in the rear for a long time to do civilian work in law and order, and it was impossible to learn from Dark's kid to fight hard, but it was impossible for the rocket to rise high.

From outside the door, Gober Gelett's voice came: "Deputy Commander, can I come in?"

You're really a polite kid as always......

Sindra clenched her fists and coughed twice, and sat up straight: "Come in!"

"Deputy Commander!" Gober gave a military salute to Sindra behind his desk. Gober Gereette was a city lieutenant swordsman, young in his early twenties, but he already wore the ankh of the lieutenant on his shoulder. Sindra, who was in her forties, looked at the black-haired young man as if she had seen her own nephew, and her eyes were full of smiles: "Gober, is there something wrong?"

"Commander, I actually want to confirm with you how to deal with the matter of the 'black bloods' in Wenning District. ”

If Suzo was here, then he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, this Gober Gelett was one of the two city lieutenants who had been in the censorship room before. Facing Sindra behind his desk, Gober loudly confirmed to Sindra the request he had submitted earlier, with the perseverance and surging feeling characteristic of a young officer.

"I had suggested issuing a wanted warrant and searching the whole city, but I didn't get follow-up instructions. ”

"Ah......h

The black-blooded is the name of the Holy Capital for those heretics and their descendants who have committed blasphemous crimes, because they have heretical blood, so they are born sinners, and they are enemies of the gods when they land, but those who have black blood, regardless of the old, the young, women and children, the whole clan is beheaded. Before the Empire unified humanity, the war between the Black Blood family and the Church had been going on for thousands of years, and although the war ended in victory on the Church side with the establishment of the Empire, the Black Blood did not lose everything.

That's right, if Su Zuo knew these contents at this moment, he would definitely scold: "Isn't this the otherworldly version of the Zhujiu Clan?!"

Sindra had a headache, and if such a situation happened in other places, she could just give the church a face and arrest this black-blooded man who came out of nowhere. Torture, if it is really the blasphemous blood of the people, then it is not impossible to secretly sell a favor to the church, but this is in Nanling, and the situation is a little wrong.

Unless Sindra wanted to die, how could he approve such an order!

Thinking of this, Sindra couldn't help but have a headache about how to explain this to Gober, although it was a well-known secret in the upper echelons of the Empire, but for ordinary people, the secret war between the Black Blood Family and the Church was not exposed on the surface.

Fingers tapped on the report, sorting out his thoughts, Sindra seemed to be stalling for time, and asked Gober somewhat casually: "Speaking of which, since you want to be wanted in the whole city, have you figured out the identity of the black blood?"

"Yes, albeit from the church. "Gober didn't take credit, to be honest, as a native of Southridge, he didn't have any good feelings about the Imperial Church. It can be said that because of the massacre in the Seven Towns, the Nanling soldiers in the entire Emperor [***] team have no good feelings for the people in the church.

But since he is a soldier, he has a responsibility that must be fulfilled, not to mention that this child, known as the "Black Blood", seriously injured one of his colleagues when he escaped, and blew up the stone slab of the city gate.

"Let's elaborate. Sindra decided to listen before deciding.

"Yes. Gober turned over the paper document in his hand: "The black-blooded person's name is 'Evanian', the surname is unknown, male, age unknown, guessed to be 8~10 years old, about 1.2 meters tall, thin body, white complexion, black hair and black eyes, it is presumed that he has the strength of a junior mage, but in addition, he may also carry a high-level magic scroll on his body, when he stormed the sentry tower, he released an unknown 5-ring ray-type spell to destroy the stone gate, this is his sketch image." ”

When Gober uttered the first word, Sindra fell silent, and he pondered for a long time, but he was puzzled, until at last he saw the portrait that Gober had handed him, and he gasped and stood up in astonishment.

"How is this possible!";