ps:Fixed a setting error.,When I wrote the first volume.,Eye slip and read the wrong line.,As a result, the Sword Friends Convent of Joshua, the God of War and Power.,The Baptist Convent of the God of Glory and Justice is wrong.,Correct here.,The first volume is the Sword Friends OTL with the protagonist......

PS2: The school has a lights-out limit, so the modification is changed to the next .......

Sunnah Inquisition.

In the name of the gods, the sanctuary of the slain.

It's a mix of fallen saints, bloodthirsty monsters, cold machines, black-blooded heretics, and all sorts of unspeakable evils.

There are avengers dragged into the abyss by chaos, careerists who will do anything for power, and unscrupulous people who return the ideals of holiness by the most evil means.

At this moment, they all gathered here, but only to kill one person.

The black-robed and silver-armored knight sat upright on the east side of the round table, and several of his attendants behind him were motionless, all of them in black robes without revealing their true faces, but in the candlelight, there was a faint silver flash of light.

The knight's helmet was placed on the table, and on the chest of the armor under the black robe, there was only a huge black × where it should have been the emblem of the Knights, but faintly, the chalice and scepter emblem of O'Harlot, the god of glory and power, could be seen scraped away.

"Father Andrewson...... I think you should explain your order yesterday. ”

The knight's voice was low and heavy, as if it came from between steel and rock, and at the same time brought with it the darkness and uncertainty characteristic of the shadows between the stone crevices.

To the west of the round table, facing the Knights of Stigmata, the armed priests, also dressed in black robes, stood silently behind one of them with their hands behind their backs, their long silver diamond-shaped pendants hanging from between their collars and hanging from their fronts. Unlike ordinary priests, their waists bulged out, and at first glance they were crammed with weapons of all kinds, ranging from short blades, emblems, staves, canons, to firearms and grenades. And the person standing in front of them was empty-handed, but the murderous intent that permeated his body exceeded all the more than ten people behind him, even among the people present on the spot, it was the strongest.

"Miles ......" This strongest person is none other than Andrewson Alexander, the leader of the thirteenth section of the secret service directly under the Pope's Hall among the three major factions of the Inquisition, "Although I already know your stupidity, your performance this time is still a big disappointment......

"You ......" Captain of the Stigmata Knights, Miles is a person who is only interested in power and killing, in the face of Andrewson's taunt, he frowned, but he was not angry, "Father Andrewson, what the hell do you want to say?"

Putting his fingers together and propping himself on the table, Andrewson hid half of his face behind white gloves, only his silver-rimmed round glasses were exposed, and the cold light flickered in the candle flames: "How do you feel about this infiltration?"

"It went very well. Miles replied, "If it weren't for the fact that your order resulted in the capture of the two paladins, this would have been a perfect operation. ”

The two captured paladins were both temporary inquisitors who were still in the church, and since they were not degenerates, they did not belong to the jurisdiction of the Knights of Stigmata, Miles raised it at this moment, his expression was quite relaxed, and there was a faint hint of squeezing.

"Stupid!" Andrewson raised his head, his gray eyes burning with pale madness, "Miles, there are a total of 315 inquisitors who have infiltrated White Rose City, but more than ninety percent of them are confusing outcasts, and the real elite is only forty, but now they have all succeeded in infiltrating, without exception-"

"If such an infiltration can be called successful, then I will wait for your head to be removed by Feldnan in your sleep!"

"......" Miles frowned, the fallen paladins of the Stigmata Knights are known for their ability to hunt down, assault head-on, and purge operations in the Inquisition, but when it comes to infiltrating assassinations, the other two factions in the Inquisition are more experienced.

"We support Father Andrewson's actions. Sitting on the south side of the round table, the last man finally spoke, "but we still hope that next time, Father Andrewson will give us a word before he acts." ”

The voice that sounded from the shadows was very good, with a hint of charm in the softness, but for some reason, it always felt a hint of coldness: "Although Kate Kirsner is temporarily affiliated with your Thirteenth Section, don't forget, she is a candidate for the Black Saints, the leader of the Dark Priest, and one of the potential substitutes for the future Dark Triumvirate." ”

As the only dark force in the Church, the Sunnah Inquisition is a complex intertwining of forces, but in general, it can be divided into three major factions.

The Thirteenth Section, a secret service directly under the Pope's Chamber, is mainly composed of clergy who are still on the books, and the members are members with complex surnames, itinerant priests, armed monks, battle nuns, as small as an ordinary probationary knight, as large as one of the thirteen cross archbishops, all of whom may be registered in the Thirteen Sections. In the Sunnah, they are usually responsible for tasks that require both light and dark, both formal clergy and unruly heretics who keep their hearts in darkness and dirt, and most of their members have complex and varied personalities.

The Knights of Stigmata, the Rebellion against the teachings of the gods, the teachings of the Archknights of the Holy Cult, have thrown their lives and beliefs into outright killing and destruction, a non-existent existence that dances with death and flames. They have all sorts of names, black knights, unclean priests, fallen monks, dead souls, and so on. But the only thing they have in common is that most of them are death row prisoners of the church who have atoned for their sins, committed unforgivable felonies, been excommunicated, and sentenced to death, but under their involuntary willingness, they have stepped into another bloody and tyrannical life realm, and they have been planted with bombs in their bodies, but they can enjoy the primitive aesthetics of slaughter and cruelty at will, perhaps this is the life that these villains look forward to the most.

The Dark Hermitage, at first glance, the members of this group seem to resemble the armed priests of Lesson 13. But unlike the secret services, most of the people who will rank themselves here are poor people who have been tortured and bruised by the unspeakable darkness of life, abandoning their old names and willing to remain behind the shadows, all for the purpose of destroying the enemies in their hearts, they are pure avengers, and they do not hesitate to fall into the abyss with the villains, just to calm the devastated and pathetic heart.

And these three dark organizations also have their own leaders, and among the informed people of the church, they are called the dark triumvirate.

The leader of the secret service, "Hermit". It is said that each generation of hermits, in addition to having this supreme heretical sainthood, will also hold a high position in the priesthood of the Church. Therefore, it can be said that among the previous dark triumvirate, the second and third positions often change, but only the hermit will always be at the head of the three.

The Chief of the Knights of Stigmata, the "Duke of Darkness", the three apex of dark power, the authority of the light has authority, the authority of darkness also has unimaginably huge power, the countless treasures plundered from the hands of the enemies of God, the dark beauty captured and imprisoned in the name of God, in the darkness, under one man, above ten thousand, the terrifying power to kill and seize tens of thousands of lives. And all of this must be guarded by the power of terror and tyranny. The Duke of Darkness will always be the strongest of the Stigmata Knights, the supreme being coveted by fallen paladins but feared at the same time.

The abbot of the Dark Hermitage, usually held by the Black Saint Maiden or Black Son, is the only one of the Big Three that can be confirmed in advance. There are dozens of candidates for each term, and only a few can survive to the end, and there will always be only one person who will eventually become a Black Saint. Because the Black Divine Character (Ascetic Divine Product) cannot be married, if the Black Saint is not a man, he is called a "black widower", and if he is a woman, he is called a "black widow".

Obviously, Miles was well aware of this, and he frowned: "That probationary knight is only one of dozens of candidates for the Black Saints, and I think that Father Andrewson, you should now think carefully about how to write a report that will tell Archbishop Thomas gently and kindly that you have sent his only son into the hands of a heretic because of a possible speculation with no evidence." ”

Listening to the schadenfreude in Miles' tone, Andrewson showed a sinister smile, and he opened his mouth-

At this moment, beside Andrewson, a voice suddenly sounded weakly.

The voice was so small and weak, but it was this voice, as if it had no notice of the situation at all, and interrupted the conversation in the confidential meeting of the high-ranking Sunnah.

"That...... I don't think we should discuss what we can do to get Miss Kate and Mr. Lamberts out of the Duke's Palace?"

The priest who spoke was wearing a silver ponytail, and although he was tall, he was hunched over, with a humble expression, his blue eyes narrowed into a line behind his Gothic round glasses, and a weak smile on his face that could not understand the situation. The only thing to praise is probably the handsome and useless little white face.

However, looking at the priest who had overstepped the pass, the other three Sunnah leaders were stunned for a moment, except for Andrewson's natural expression, the bodies of the other two moved in unison, as if they were a little uncomfortable.

“...... No, it doesn't have to. Somewhat unexpectedly, the first to veto the proposal was the hermit monk who showed that she cared most about Kate at the beginning.

She went on to explain, "There is new news from the spy of the Holy Sect who provided us with the true appearance of Evan Ian, and it seems that Silver Rose has not yet figured out the situation, and although Lamberts has been tortured, he is not in danger of his life for the time being. ”

"What about little Kate...... Although it seemed easy to deal with, Abel continued to ask reluctantly, "That little duke is the one who brought all the more than 400 beautiful women into the Duke's palace as a maid, and Kate is a young girl, I think I should at least negotiate with the other party to see if I can exchange the two of them back first through some concessions......"

The hermit monk listened silently to Father Abel's proposal, but suddenly interrupted him: "No...... No need ......"

Her voice was low: "To become a Black Saint, you must go through tribulations that ordinary people cannot imagine...... Kate Kirsner is also the most talented of all the candidates, and if it weren't for the White Saints, she would still be the only one who is qualified for the White Saints. But as a Black Saint, her surname is still too naïve and kind...... It is impossible to be our leader without an irresolvable hatred of heretics and demons......"

The friar's voice grew deeper and deeper, she knew very well what she meant, and she knew it too, and the other people present also knew very well-

She and the Lord of the Dark Retreat were expecting Kate to be abused by Evanian in an unimaginable way, and then give birth to a mad and raging seed of revenge, which was the fastest and most direct way for her to become a true Black Saint. And in the Sunnah, it is not a cruel thought, for this Black Widow, nay, even herself, fell into this eternal dark abyss for very many very reasons.

She continued: "The other low-ranking clergy were just outcasts from the beginning, and they had all kinds of flaws in this mission, either they were low-ranking or naïve, and if they followed us, they would only disrupt our actions and stumble our hands and feet. And it was for this purpose that Father Andrewson sent them to launch a suicide attack on the Duke's Palace. ”

"......" two against one, Miles is not good at sneaking assassination, but he is not really stupid, he thinks about it for a while, and finally closes his mouth.

But the object of the hermit's help, Andrewson, snorted coldly: "...... You're right, but for some reason, my thoughts coming out of the mouths of those of you who have turned your backs on the gods and chosen the right way only make me want to vomit. ”

"Father Abel, that's enough. Andrewson raised his hand and stopped the silver-haired priest who was still trying to say something, "Evan Ian is not such a simple person, Kate and Lamberts's words are enough for him to guess enough things, you go to negotiate with him, it is just another exposure of his whereabouts, there will be no result." ”

"But that's why I'm starting this meeting. Andrewson's tone was cold, "To be honest, my instincts tell me that the plan proposed by the Southridge people to wait until Feldnan is gone is not advisable. And along the way, various signs have also aggravated this premonition. But if that happens, then we will have an opportunity to take advantage of-"

But the fanaticism in his gray eyes became more and more pale: "We are gods, we are sons of faith, we are the spokesmen of the gods, the agents of divine punishment, and our mission is to destroy all the enemies of the gods, and to exterminate their ** from the last trace of ashes—"

“a！a’yrh！”

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and those who sat stood upright: "a!a'yrh!".

Walking out of the underground conference room, the members of the Thirteenth Branch, walking in the pure darkness of the night where even the moon had set.

Abel's expression was slightly sad, although Andrewson's proposal did have the possibility of rescuing the two, but the madness revealed in the plan of attacking against attack made him extremely worried.

But even so, he is grateful for Andrewson's efforts.

"I'm sorry, Father Andrewson, but it was my mistake to let you bear this notoriety......"

Walking beside Andrewson, Abel sincerely apologized once more.

"No...... Father Abel ......," Andrewson didn't think so, "although it is true that you did not consider it enough to show you information about the true face of Evangel, but it is not a mistake, and it is the two fools themselves who are really responsible for this. ”

"A man is naïve, a man is blinded by hatred, O gods...... Light the way for those fools......"

Andrewson drew a diamond on his chest: "a, a'yrh......";