The Blood Dove is an excellent leader, and even though they have just passed the Prison of Oblivion, no one has raised their voices against it at this time, including their own teacher.

Silently following them up from the dungeon to the church, the ugly servant who swore to God became the staircase, and everyone who grabbed the rope and left had to step on him, even if it was not necessary.

He wanted to give this leading party a decent look, but the conditions really didn't allow it, he sighed silently in his heart, his yin virtue as a corpse collector in his previous life was almost exhausted here.

Not hurting the innocent, this is the lowest good left by oneself as a soul.

Outside the church, there was a crisp sound of fighting and the clash of weapons, and the blood dove led everyone to the church's storage room, but fortunately, as a living heretic, their incriminating evidence was not destroyed in time.

Blooddove picked up his threaded spear, nodded to the man behind him, and then turned and walked out of the church, while the remaining heretics began to retrieve their belongings according to where the items had been piled up.

The Blood Dove walked back in a short time, blood dripping from his spear, and the four dark warriors dragged two corpses behind him into the church and closed the door.

The flames in the wall lamps dimmed considerably, and in the sacred Hilton Cathedral, the Blood Dove watched the dark nobles sitting at the worship table and opened a meeting of revenge and survival.

"This is Angela, a companion from the Holy Land of Anlesa. Meerabel, an astrologer of the celestial movement. The blood dove stared at the reddened eyes and pointed to the white-robed girl beside him.

The dark nobles below listened quietly, but there was a little doubt on their faces, they had heard of this faction, in addition to studying the movement of celestial bodies, they were indeed members of the church, and they were not all the way to believe in Satan.

"Listen to Miss Merabel's description of the state of the Holy Land, and you will know why I have organized you to come and negotiate with the Earl of Hilton, and what we will do next." The blood dove looked at the silent crowd below and stepped aside.

Mirabel stepped forward a little nervously, looked at the countless pairs of eyes staring at her below, and still held up her chest strongly, telling the news of what happened in the Holy Land.

Since the collapse of the ancient Rosilitan Empire, the world has been in a state of feudalism, with countless large and small states and free federations, and ambitious nobles have been quietly developing, and after several generations of efforts to end this state of chaos and concentrate power in their own hands, this touches the rights and interests of the Church.

From the collapse of Rosilitan, the power of the church increased day by day, canonizing kings, collecting tithes, making laws, controlling the truth, until King Cord was crowned directly after snatching the crown directly from the hands of the pope, reducing donations and proclaiming a ban on the collection of tithes by the church, the upper echelons of the church sensed the crisis.

After the establishment of the powerful kingdom by Cold, several surrounding kingdoms have been transforming in recent years, they have recovered the lord's land, built factories, and increased the happiness of the lords, which makes people wonder if their previous poverty is due to their own mistake of not being pious enough?

The Church is in a sign of a crisis of faith, and its position is beginning to waver, and this situation may continue for another hundred years, and the royal power will once again prevail over the theocracy, and then the reigning Pope Anecis XIV, who has not been retained at this beginning, will become a sinner of the Church completely.

In recent years, the synods of the Church have been the most open, but there has been no way or reason to suppress the disobedient kings, until a plague spreads in the kingdom of Cold.

This is God's punishment for the ungodly!

"It was a terrible disease in which the affected person would be covered with large bags and black spots, and die in a short time, and it was called the Black Death because most of the dead were purple."

Fear appeared on Mirabel's face, "It spreads quickly, and there are a large number of sick people in several cities of Cold, but this is not the main thing, the main thing is that they have awarded us the culprit of this disaster, and issued the bishop's dogma, ordering the lords everywhere to execute black cats, witches, wizards, and all other minions sent by Satan to the world!" ”

"The nobles in the dark have been branded heretics and burned at the stake, and the old regulations of confiscation of property or expulsion from their territories will no longer exist." The Blood Dove stood up and looked at the people below, "Originally, I thought I could say hello to the Earl in advance, but I didn't want the church to get the news in advance, we failed. ”

"Therefore, we must take revenge on the Count this time, and only by weakening the Count's ruling power can we slow down the butcher's knives cut by the knights." The blood dove looked at everyone, "Afterwards, I will find an opportunity to support the Earl's heir to the throne and protect us." ”

He sat in his seat all the time, looking at the busy dark nobles, the Black Death, and he was somewhat frightened by this term.

"Nana is dead, and the witch was the first to be burned at the stake." The teacher came to Tsers' side at some point and interrupted his contemplation, "The church first said that this was God's punishment for mankind, and then said that it was spread by Satan's minions, this contradictory statement is really blasphemous. ”

Tusele nodded, knowing that the old witch was unlucky when she was not found in the dungeon.

"So we're going to take revenge." The teacher sat down, "I hope you understand." ”

"I don't mean to stop it, I just think that you all failed when there were many people before, and this time you haven't eaten for a few days and are hungry, and it's very likely to perish." The teacher is a good person, but it is enough for a good person to save him once.

"It was a negotiation before, this time it was an assassination, it's different." The teacher looked at the winged vampires, "The fortifications of the castle can only be broken by the army, but it tends to collapse from the inside, not to mention that we are just going to kill an earl." ”

"What are they doing with that?" She followed the teacher's gaze and asked with some confusion.

"Flying, you haven't seen it, vampires are creatures that can fly like birds." The teacher smiled and explained, "They are the only ones who can enter the castle and kill the master silently." ”

"Do vampires still fly with gliders?" The scene was too impactful, he was still a child, shouldn't vampires spread their bats and fly freely?

"Ahem!" The teacher coughed, "Legends are always exaggerated, and as a dark nobleman, he has the privilege of using tools. ”

"It's not a privileged thing." Teaser opened his mouth wide, and the focus of his pupils was dilated, "This is fake at all." ”

"If you can fly, you are a legend, what way do you care." The teacher smiled kindly, "It's like we release fireballs with potions." ”

"So the magic you unleashed that day was a potion." He nodded and said secretly in his heart, he looked at the werewolf, looked at the druid, except for the strange dress, no matter how he looked at it, he was human!