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"So, are you all going to be burned at the stake? Okay, then let's be burned at the stake......"

The voice of the telemancer passed through the shout, and in an instant, the cry was quiet, but in the middle of the next sentence, the cry rushed into the sky!

"All the property of these depraved hypocrites will be confiscated, half of which will be used for the repair of the city walls in this war, and the bereavement of the dead, and the other half will be used as a poverty alleviation fund for the poor residents who have no food and clothing!"

This is the straw that crushes people's hearts, the camel called morality, and the first firewood that ignites the fire in their minds called madness.

Even if no one knows how much private property those pastors have, but for these poor people, even if each person gets two or three gold coins, it is already a lot of wealth, and they can live for a few months with frugality, and they can be lucky for a year, not to mention, maybe more than that?

The crowd was boiling, and they roared and rushed through the passage between the privates, grabbing the priests and tying them up...... And a few of the quick-witted guys had already begun to carry the timber - the siege was actually only two or three hourglass scales, and only a few houses in the city were smashed by stones, but under the stimulus of the gold coins that were about to arrive, these people could not manage so much, and soon someone made the idea of those old houses, and more than a thousand people crossed the border like a hurricane, but an hourglass scale had already piled up the rudiments of a rudimentary pyre.

The priests were tied to simple logs with their hands and feet, and by this time the black tentacles had faded away, and they were able to make a sound, and no matter how much they shouted, the voice was only drowned out in a chaotic crusade, even if they had a whole lot of reasons to justify their innocence...... For example, the church is repaired to better spread the teachings of the gods, and the property in the name is also to help the poor to work more to get rich, as for why not support beggars. That is, of course, not to eat, if you do not work, very simple, but it is also very true, and it is very much in line with the teachings of the Lord of the Dawn to encourage the people to work hard.

It is a pity that out of this era, there is a full understanding of the relationship between class, wealth and social relations. It's not something that an ordinary person can have casually, even if these pastors should be considered to be at the top of society.

Especially at this time, when the two leaders suddenly rebelled and died of blasphemy, some of the church's unseen transactions were suddenly exposed, and a crowd of onlookers who did not know the truth but were angry and red-eyed because of the unfair distribution of wealth. If only in the midst of all this excitement. It can also sort out all the chaotic veins in an instant, and then express it clearly and accurately, and by the way, dissuade the words of the mob who are mobilized by the psychic ability......

If they had this kind of intelligence, what kind of ordinary pastor could they just be in a small and remote town like Gangdo?

At the very least, it has to be mixed with a local priest to be correct, otherwise Ransender is really blind?

Of course, the most critical question is, even if they are left to roar. Shouting the name of the Lord of the Dawn, the magic that was originally like an arm and finger did not have the slightest echo of them...... This kind of expression is undoubtedly another encouragement to the common people - these hypocrites have been abandoned by the Lord of the Dawn, and no one will bother to ask them what to do!

"Stop, you bastards!"

It doesn't seem that no one has ever asked about it - at least the roar of the General Pyrenees sounds very grandiose.

The area of this square is not huge. But at this moment, almost half of the people of the small city seemed to be gathering here! At least one or two thousand people had gathered here at the time of the shouting, and almost blocked the entrance three or four layers on top of each other! Even if the crowd shouted the trumpet of burning at the stake, it was necessary to throw pieces of wood over the heads of the crowd, so that the Pyrenees and his men, though they were dressed in armor, held their swords. It also took five or six hourglass scales to finally carve out a path to the center in the crowd!

"That magician boy, stop it!"

Pushing away the group of people who were frantically shouting 'burn at the stake' instead of drawing their knives and slashing, it seemed that the old general's little endurance had been exhausted, and his hoarse roar was even comparable to the power of illusion for a moment: "This is not the place for you to go wild. Dare to use lynching indiscriminately, believe it or not, Lao Tzu abolished you?"

"So it's Your Excellency the General?"

The man in the black robe turned his head. The silver gaze stayed on the face of the old general who rushed towards him but was stopped by the private soldiers for a moment, and the gloomy tone under the shadow of his hood was enough to freeze the soul: "But this is not a lynching, Your Excellency General, are you misunderstanding something?"

"Even if there is any problem with these people, it should be dealt with by the temple side of Lansendel, you have no right to judge, and you can't sanction anyone, you ......!" and the touch of the gaze, the voice of the Pyrenees couldn't help but froze

And that person's voice, although cold and gentle, pointed directly to the heart.

"Sanctions trials, impeachment reviews, and impeachment reviews!"

After a pause, he opened his hands, the black burqa, and the tumbling legs of the robe, like a slowly spreading haze of bad luck:

"This is the Inquisition!"

Inquisition......

The terrible meaning of that word made the old general stop in his tracks instantly, but then he was furious, he waved his hand violently, and the sheathed long sword in his hand slammed into the swords of several private soldiers who were blocking in front of him, and rushed to the front of the man in one step, and roared in a low voice: "Don't joke boy! What right do you have to say a shit inquisition? You will make us get into big trouble! Will the Temple of Dawn give up? Can you, a little mage, ...... with them?"

The strange turmoil on the ground interrupted the old general's roar and made the entire venue scream!

In the horrified gaze of everyone, a rock pillar with a length of more than fifty feet rose from the ground, and then the second, third, and a whole eight rock pillars as thick as a human body rose into the air, and then bent downward as if destroying the common sense in everyone's hearts!

It's just that at this time, he was attacked by tentacles. It's the temple of Lansendel.

The twisting creak of wood and the rumbling of stone crumbles into a terrifying sound like the roar of a monster, and the speed of the monster that seemed to lurk in the ground was staggering, and the tentacles of the eight rock pillars were closed inward, and the building was completely enveloped, and a puff of smoke and dust billowed and filled the air. The whole church of Lansendale had disappeared into the brown pillars! The next moment, a crack parted in the ground, and the giant whale swallowed it all in, and then, rolled it over. The swelling calms down. Like a drunk who has eaten too much, he spews out a lot of crushed filth!

It was the temple, and all the wooden parts of the temple—the beams, the eaves, the tables and chairs, and so on—were piled up in place like rain, like a hill!

"You ......"

In the face of this incomprehensible change, even the self-proclaimed Pyrenees could not hide the instinctive fear of human beings. I didn't know whether to raise my sword or retreat, but the black-robed man was obviously not interested in paying attention to his timidity. Just stretched out his hand and waved, and judged the final fate of those poor priests.

"O believers, this is exactly what you need, that the once fallen temple of the hypocrites may become a raging flame to cleanse them of their sins!"

The cheers of the crowd brought the Pyrenees and his men back to their senses. Just looking at that person's eyes, they were already filled with fear!

This sudden change is undoubtedly the best way to remind the old general of the possible identity of this character.

In the previous siege battle, the terrifying enemy shrouded in a cloud of light was stopped by the black robe in front of him and the two royal swordsmen. In the end, he just escaped...... The vague title 'probably' was used because the distance was so far away that even the self-proclaimed Pyrenees, who boasted excellent eyesight and possessed eagle vision, could not see his face clearly.

But at this moment, he was wearing a black burqa like a shadow. It was enough for the old general to associate it in his mind with the terrible main force against that evil enemy. And the rising smoke and dust seemed to deliberately remind him of how terrifying and spectacular this person's move of sweeping away a wall of Gangdo City with one blow was!

"Well, isn't that appropriate? That, Lord Edward, although these people are indeed a little, alas, greedy, but you can't just kill them like that......"

The moment the flames rose in the square, the Pyrenees seemed to have finally regained his ability to speak. The old general's throat slid a little, and he struggled to squeeze out a few poor descriptions, so that his words could be softened: "Ah, if those gods ...... No, I mean the Temple of the Dawn God they blame the problem on us, and that will make us march in the future, that ...... It's a lot of trouble. ”

"You want to help them?"

"It's not ...... either"

The Pyrenees took a breath.

In fact, after a few words of conversation with the weird little guy in front of him, the Pyrenees now has a little difficulty judging this matter...... I don't know if I should shout a few 'damn mage bastards' or watch this unfold with the cold eyes of the civilians.

It should be said that burning these pretending sticks, but in fact they tend to be inflammatory, and they continue to accumulate wealth is actually a very happy thing, right?

At least in the more than 40 years of his battlefield career, the veteran general has lost count of the unlucky people who have hung up or been disabled all their lives because they can't make up the cost of treatment. Those who accompanied the army God of War priests couldn't cure their injuries, and they needed to turn to high-level priests for help, and the basic result was that they were blackmailed countless times by these guys, and their excuses were often 'godly believers of God, should not participate in immoral wars', but they put away the proverbs such as 'life is precious' that they preached on weekdays as farts.

Or in their eyes, those things like morality, justice, and so on are no different from what comes out of their assholes, and what they want, after all, isn't it the ones they set on their big emblem? rubies, emeralds, diamonds, cat's eyes...... Even if it's a substrate, it has to be gold!

But the problem is, whether it's swearing or disdain, those guys whose conscience has long been fed to the dogs are also Lansendel's priests.

This god of the dawn, but among the gods, the representative of justice among justice, there are even a few people who think. He is more in line with the position of a hero in people's hearts than Tyr, who has the title of God of Justice! Therefore, burning the priest of the God of Dawn is tantamount to declaring war on justice! If those gods call for a group of forces because of this...... If there is a name for crusading against evil, then it is not difficult at all to make Tumenis's attack change from counterattacking the empire to evil aggression.

They could even declare that Tuminis would be the public enemy of the Big 6. Gather the Combine to conquer!

Become the Big 6 Public Enemy...... This kind of name, even if it was the empire that intended to unify the big 6 back then. Nor did he have the courage to hang on to him at the beginning of the Great March.

"Your Excellency, General, you are worrying too much. ”

It was as if he had seen through his apprehensive answer, and came in the next moment. The Psychic Warlock's voice was gentle and pure, a model of innocence: "The Temple of Dawn has many priests and saints with high moral character, and their understanding of morality and justice has even gone beyond the ordinary, how can it be because of such a trivial matter. Just come and embarrass us?"

Several priests were burned to death and the temple was destroyed...... That's kind of ...... What is a big deal? Kill the Seven Heavens and prepare to kill the gods?

"Well, the two former Celebrants, after our cordial and friendly conversation, confessed their sins and tried to convert, but the result was too vehement. So it was a tragedy, they were punished by His Majesty Ransender himself, and many believers saw it, what does this have to do with us Tumines?"

The old general's look of disbelief drew a chuckle.

As for these, they covet the property of the Church and enrich themselves, and it is His Majesty Lansender himself who judges them. If we have only done a little bit to maintain order for the sake of peace and justice, can this be considered our problem?, in fact, if I were a member of the Temple, it would be more reasonable for me to come forward and thank the Kingdom of Tuminis for its great assistance in their operation to eradicate the moths. Ah, of course, we didn't help much. The main role is played by the awakened believers, so this ceremony of gratitude can be done casually. ”

"This, this ......" the old general shook his head. What the other party said in these words was simply challenging his common sense, making him feel that his brain was not used enough, so he could only think about it while listening to the person continue to 'propose to him'.

"Well, about today's birth, I have asked my subordinates to record it with audio-visual gems, if the Dawn Temple wants to find any trouble, no, if it wants to verify some details, then I will show them this, and I also asked them to collect the remains and ashes of those two guys and preserve them as evidence, I think those priests of the Dawn Temple should not be mistaken for the breath left by their gods after they made their moves, right?"

The Psychic Warlock waved his hand, and a few of his men came up and presented a few gems.

This is undoubtedly the best record of the gems, in which the video and audio recordings are clear and loud, and the four gems record four different angles, the process of the two priests being punished by God, the moment when the priests are dumbfounded by a series of questions, and even the mixture of horror, shame, remorse and anger on their faces is vivid, and the process of the believers rushing to hang them at the stake is also particularly detailed, and every action is not missed.

But should I take it for granted?, the mage lord came with a party to announce the expulsion of the temple of Lansendel from the city of Gangdor, and indeed from all the occupied territories, but not even the slightest thing happened.

"In addition, what happened on the battlefield today, I think there should be a lot of people in the eyes, our losses are so great, isn't it difficult to ask the people of the Dawn Temple for an explanation? More than 1,000 elite troops, together with their equipment, training expenses, and pensions, this money, if the temple does not compensate for it, it seems that it is really not very suitable......

"Let the Dawn Temple compensate them?, they can't agree to this, right?" the old man's eyes widened.

"How is it impossible? Your Excellency General, those soldiers in our army are all young men in their twenties and thirties, and they are all good young men, and of course, they are also the pillars of the family. With all their enthusiasm, they went to the front line for the cause of righteous restoration, while the orphans, widows, and elderly parents who remained in their hometowns may still be looking forward to their return and family reunion...... But now, because of the deviant decision of the Reverend Lansendel, this good wish has become a wish...... Ah, clerk, you don't have to record this, I've already written the manuscript, you can copy it back in a moment, and submit it to the Temple of Dawn. ”

The Psychic Warlock easily turned his gaze, and in his gaze, the raging flames had engulfed the bodies of the screaming priests:

"In short, the Temple of Dawn will certainly show sympathy for our plight and give us the necessary compensation to comfort our poor war orphans...... But if they insist on going their own way, perverse and turn a blind eye to this intention, our kingdom of Tuminis is small, but there are still two poor bones!In short, I think that if they do not compensate us for this matter, 500,000 gold coins...... Well, I think that's the most basic price. Unfortunately, I can't help you much with negotiations. ”

Indemnify?

Burned other people's priests, smashed their temples, confiscated their property, and demanded that the other party come forward to thank them, and demanded that they pay reparations? 500,000 yuan? What are you doing when the Temple of Dawn?

The Count of the Pyrenees, the captain of the Tourminines, stared at him wordlessly, as if trying to see what kind of legendary demon the man in front of him was incarnated...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, (.) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M to read.