King Othloes, who has been ruling over Rosrik and has become the king of the overlord of the end of the fire.

Lane had heard a lot about the king.

In the general impression, this king is simply a wise and powerful hero.

But the problem is that this wise and martial king seems to have never existed only in 'heard'.

The name of King Othloes made Lan, who was standing quietly in the distance, listen more carefully.

In the midst of the confrontation, the Knight Commander of Loslick really lowered his voice and said in a hateful voice.

"Your Majesty refuses to see anyone, and you know that you have locked yourself in the courtyard to do research, Brother Maruk!"

"Yes, I know." The Blue Armor Captain Maruk said calmly, "So I also know that you don't have any orders from Your Majesty at all. ”

"And without His Majesty's direct order, if you want to change the prince's order without permission, it is rebellion!"

"Now it seems that your chivalry has degenerated to this point, Captain."

"Our chivalry is to serve Lothric and maintain the fire!" The Knight Commander took an excited step forward, and his armor clicked.

He wore a ring on his hand that was identical to the one on Emma's presiding priest, except that the ring was a white silhouette of a knight.

"There is now a web of conspiracy against Lothric to take advantage of the impasse in the fire ceremony. Is your chivalry just sitting idly by? ”

"Alarmist." Captain Maruk denied it coldly.

In his opinion, it seems that this is just a 'man-made crisis' jointly created by the head of the regiment and the chief priest in order to promote the fire transmission ceremony.

"In the face of evidence, it's not too late for you to say 'alarmist' again."

Lorenzo stood up behind the regimental commander, he was also very senior in the Knights of Lothric, and his combat strength was also in the first echelon.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to pick up the Rosric Knight Greatsword in his hand.

This kind of greatsword, which requires the user to have excellent strength, agility, and skill, is not a piece of equipment that can be dispensed if anyone wants to use it.

Therefore, the knights who can use this kind of big sword themselves have a certain right to speak in the knights.

Lorenzo first handed the dragon shield on his back to the Knight Captain Maruk, and then walked towards Lanne.

He recounted the riots on the bridge as he walked, and patted him as he walked up to Lane.

Lanne also testified at the right time to prove that Lorenzo's statement was accurate.

"There are all human and material evidence, and even I have sent dozens of dragon pattern shields to the dragon training ground of the Knights."

Lorenzo stood beside Lanne, facing Maruk.

"Even if it's perjury, do you think I can come up with dozens of dragon pattern shields? Do I have that ability? ”

"Who is capable of making this kind of shield, I think you should know very well. After all, you've been going to the great library of the sages on behalf of the prince a lot lately, haven't you? ”

The Knight of Maruk was silent for a moment.

"That's the prince sending a consultation to the sages, okay, I will go back to the dragon training ground to check the physical evidence, and I will also sort out the testimony of this witness and submit it to His Royal Highness the prince."

"Let's talk about it today." He waved his blue cloak with gold stripes, and left without saluting the two high-ranking people present.

In a well-ordered and strict order, this kind of behavior alone is enough to be accused of 'contempt for superiors'.

It seems that the division within the Knights is so obvious that they don't even want to act.

Lane watched as the Knight Captain Maruk exited, and he walked straight to a tower on the edge of the high wall, and his figure disappeared into the shadows.

Maruk, who represented at least half of the strength of the Knights of Lothric, parted unhappily.

This seems to have happened many times in this time when the flame was dim.

So much so that the Knight Commander only sighed under his helmet, and did not become angry.

Instead, it was Emma who was the presiding priest

Lan En looked at the old priesthood through the silver hair that fell from the corners of his eyes, and he felt a sense of . The decision has come to this.

"Lorenzo."

The priest of Emma suddenly called out to the chief knight.

"I'm here, sir."

"Take our witness down and rest first, he must be tired from the long journey and the riots, especially in this difficult time when the flames are dim. If you let people be witnesses to help, you can't be lazy, just do it. ”

Emma's presiding priest said that he wanted Lorenzo to arrange for Lan's needs.

But in the eyes of the witcher, the presiding priest and the head of the knights, who were still standing motionless, were more like discussing something that could not be heard by others and clearing the scene.

So Len smiled at the chief Lorenzo knight who was walking with him, and at the same time deliberately slowed down his pace, and asked him about some trivial things in the city.

The witcher's senses, on the other hand, begin to amplify in the process.

He managed to hear the conversation between the chief knight and the priest.

We can't afford to delay any longer, that's what I think."

"But do this. Dangerous thoughts, need strength. Emma officiates. ”

When the head of the knights judged the words of the officiant, he obviously hesitated to say it after a psychological struggle.

"My Order has been reduced by a third of its strength by the Curse of the Undead. The weakening of power is simply unprecedented since the establishment of the Knights of Lothric! ”

"But I and my priesthood will give you our full support."

"But the sages will also fully support the other faction of the Knights, won't they?"

The Knight Master and the Priest began to unite the forces at their disposal in order to carry out their plans.

But it is clear that the situation is not encouraging.

"The sages have received the Great Treasury from Your Majesty, and it is because of the rapid expansion of their power that we can trust each other, Priest Emma. IMHO, in terms of the balance of power, the sages are undoubtedly superior. We are at a disadvantage. ”

"yes, the facts cannot be denied."

The old woman's voice was low, but she still had no intention of giving up.

"So what about some foreign help? Is this possible? Like what. Like the Knights of Dolan? Or ask for help from the Darkmoon Pope of Ilussil? ”

"The Darkmoon Cult serves the son of King Gwen, the Shadow Sun, Gwendrin. He is not only the suzerain of the current Protoss, but also a staunch supporter of Spreading Fire! ”

"The Knights of Dolan," the Knight Leader muttered.

"Although Los Creek in their homeland, Dolan Gurega, after the destruction of Casas, received many refugees and knowledge, talents, and even the strong dragon culture of Dolan Gureg."

"From the country of dragon hunting to what you are now with dragons."

"But the Dolan Knights had been reduced to a mess thousands of years ago, having lost their knightly character, and were now mere mercenaries. I don't know if I can trust them or not. ”

"Do they ignore the flames?"

Priest Emma could not understand that the existence of mercenaries depended on the orderly environment of the countries of the world, and the world order depended on the first fire.

The flames are all going out, and you are still a mercenary?

But the head of the knights clearly knew these people better than the priest.

"When the prince hired them, he didn't say anything about the flames, only that we were a rebellion. And if we start fighting, and we tell them that we are fighting for fire, they will only think that this is just a tactic to confuse words. ”

"Let people fight, how can they tell the cause and effect? After going to the battlefield and starting to fight, no one wanted to quit. ”

"So in my opinion, it's better not to recruit those mercenaries at all."

"As for Irushir you said"

The Captain of the Knight looked a little hesitant.

"The executioners of the Darkmoon Cult, the Sword of the Darkmoon, hasn't it been too long since they appeared in front of people? I'm not sure how much power they still have. ”

"One thing is one thing, and we've got it and we've got to give it our all. Send a messenger to the Darkmoon Pope Thalivan, and there is no time to delay. ”

At this point, it is basically negotiated.

The priest and the head of the knights had already made up their minds to proceed with the fire ceremony on behalf of the princes, who had been slow to spread the fire, and for the king, who had locked himself in the courtyard and was not visible.

At first glance, it may seem that no matter what, this world of dim flames and slow death is about to usher in a catastrophe.

But before the 'planned' turn of events came

Lanne, who was walking slowly behind Lorenzo, had just asked him if Lothric's food situation was optimistic.

Lorenzo replied bitterly: although there is no food growing under the 'Bloody Eclipse', the rate at which humans become immortal, or simply die, is much faster than food is consumed.

So Lo Slick's food reserves turned out to be optimistic.

It's kind of hellish 'good news'.

But after saying this, Lorenzo suddenly felt Lane behind him stop.

Beneath the visor he lifted, the only one and a half eyebrows remained, and he turned his head to look behind him.

But I found that my 'witness' was squinting slightly, and the beautiful nose was stirring slightly.

"What are you smelling?"

Lorenzo asked, puzzled.

Lan, on the other hand, only cares about discerning the smell information in his nasal cavity.

The smell is special on the high walls of this Loslick.

Because this high wall was originally a military installation, it was filled with the smell of soldiers' sweat, the smell of maintenance oil on weapons, and even the smell of blood and dust.

There are also houses nearby, which adds to the smell of food and alcohol in the neighborhood.

But now, the smell appeared in the senses of the demon hunter of Lanen

"The smell of old pages, and the smell of candles."

Under Lorenzo's puzzled eyes, Len whispered.

"To be honest, I'm actually a bit of a talent for smell. These tastes. You built a library on a high wall for military use? ”

"The stale smell of these pages and ink is unique and strong."

"Library? On a high wall? Lorenzo first looked at Lan with strange eyes. Are you crazy? ”

But then, he heard Lan's whispered words, and saw the cautiousness in the cat's eyes.

(End of chapter)