Byron has had a rough time lately, of course, not only him, but also several bishops in the upper echelons of the former Northern Temple.

The situation of the Temple in the north had fallen to such an embarrassing point, and it was natural for them, the supreme leaders, to be responsible. Or, because the current situation is getting more and more intense, this huge responsibility can only be borne by them, and it is impossible to find a substitute for the dead ghost to prevaricate the past......

But when did this begin? Oh, it was the damn Vitegar who faked miracles, and then all kinds of rumors about the clergy were constantly exposed, and then there was the Bounty Hunters' Guild, and then the Charvien rebellion, and the temple was always in turmoil, and the believers were rioting, destroying churches, and now what was going on to drive the temple out of the north......

“...... Ridiculous! Ridiculous! These believers are crazy, completely crazy...... Jihad? Jihad is also what they can shout out? Suppression, it must be suppressed...... Let Bran do it, I don't believe I can't hold down these idiots......"

In the side hall, in the high-rise conference room, Byron walked around with his fists waving, looking angry and agitated.

The so-called big people, when they face the challenge of Yan zhòng intellectually, are actually no different from shrews who scold the street, most of them hang mirrors behind their heads, and only look at others, not themselves.

"Alright, what's the use of saying that now? Bran ...... Hmph, if you wait until the Bran Empire fully intervenes, where will the temple's face go? Can we still sit here in peace?" said the bishop with a handful of white whiskers on his chin, his brows furrowed, and he looked depressed.

Probably because they wanted to keep them in charge of the overall situation, the temple would always not immediately ask the bishops about the situation when they learned about the situation. It's a blessing in disguise.

But as long as the brain isn't broken. Anyone can tell that this luck will not last forever. If Byron could control the current situation in time. There's a bit of a remedy. But in the light of the current situation...... Well, there's probably no hope!

"So what do you say...... Yes, you're right. Although he was rushed, with Byron's current mood, he naturally didn't have time to think about it, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and shouted outside the hall, "No news yet? Immediately, immediately, immediately!"

"Yes, yes......" The middle-aged clergyman outside the door was just about to step into the side hall to receive the order, and when he heard the words, he kept nodding yes, turned around and hurriedly ran away.

The white-bearded bishop did not refute Byron's action, but just raised his head and sighed: "Alas...... Hopefully there's good news, that Don must die!"

Just as Don had expected, Byron and the others had indeed guessed that the current predicament of the temple was all manipulated by Don. Therefore, as early as a few days ago, the temple sent a large number of people to chase and kill, encircle and suppress, wanting to completely wipe out this source of constant turmoil. And if you look at it in terms of time span. Today is the time for the news to come back, and it is also the reason why Byron and others are here to meet and wait.

"Don, Don, ......," he repeated through gritted teeth. Byron sat back in his chair with a gloomy old face, his body trembling nervously, and muttering curses to himself.

Several bishops on the side looked at each other when they heard this, and looked at each other again, all of them looking dissatisfied, and they all seemed to have a great opinion of Byron.

Of course, this is also normal. It can be said that Byron was killed by Don En! If we look at the current situation of the temple, the few bishops present will certainly not be able to escape their involvement. But if one of them had to be chosen with the greatest responsibility, it would be Byron.

The temple's elite ranks are wiped out, and Don disguises himself as Zachary to come to the temple to be disposed of. Because Byron took bribes, Don escaped sanctions!

Shavian came back and went on a rampage, and by mistake she wanted to kill Don on the spot. Because of Byron's obstruction, Donn's true face was not revealed!

On the night of the temple chaos, the Judgment of Light was the best time to clear it. Because of Byron's previous connivance, as a result, Don En infiltrated the forbidden place of worship and stole the demon skull, and finally the temple building collapsed by nearly half!

There is also the Eye of Calamity, which concerns the layout of the temple, and documentary evidence that later led to a revolt of believers......

One qiē all because of Byron!

If this matter is finally held accountable, the other bishops still have a little thought, relying on the connections behind them, and with some activities, maybe they can save a small life. But Byron definitely doesn't have to think about it, he wants to enter the rhythm of the judgment court properly!

Of course, the situation is not suitable for unnecessary quarrels at the moment, so the bishops can barely suppress their dissatisfaction. But if the situation does not improve, then it is no wonder that they are unsympathetic and take the initiative to expose and report......

While the bishops were silently calculating in their hearts, the brief silence was broken by the sound of a hurried run, the middle-aged clergyman who had gone and returned.

So fast? The eyelids of all the bishops in the audience twitched, and Byron quickly jumped up from his seat and hurried to meet him: "Is there any news?

A series of questions were asked, but the clergyman was unaware of them, and cried out with a sad face: "Great ...... My lord, there will always be people, there will always be people, and they have already arrived outside the temple gate......"

As soon as the words fell, Byron took a few steps back, his old face turned pale in an instant, his legs were weak, and his butt was spread on the ground, and he unconsciously muttered: "It's over, it's over......

There will always be people coming to the temple, so naturally it is impossible to come to present awards. Just look at the posture of coming to the door without saying hello, you can know that the person who comes is not good. And in the current situation, there is no doubt that it is a question......

The faces of the other bishops in the hall also changed greatly when they heard this, and most of the figures who had just stood up shook, and they fell back into their chairs directly.

At this time, the white-bearded old man's eyebrows moved, and he asked urgently, "How many people are here?"

The middle-aged clergyman was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "There are nearly a thousand people here, who led it...... Uh, well, it seems to be Archbishop Peron. ”

Screamed, "Teacher Peron, are you sure it's Archbishop Peron?" The miserable white turned red, and Byron, who was still dead at the last moment, jumped up as if he had come back to life at this moment, took a few hurried steps, grabbed the placket of the middle-aged clergyman's robe, looked excited, and hissed and shouted, "You didn't admit your mistake? Sue me, you didn't admit your mistake!"

"Uh...... I'm ...... I'm not sure, it seems to be ...... "Although the status of this middle-aged clergyman is not low, how can he be in contact with the big man of the General Assembly for a long time." In addition, he was a little flustered when he saw such a large group of people coming from the other party just now, and he immediately ran back to report before he could see it clearly, and now his tone was naturally very hesitant.

"Rubbish!" pushed away, and Byron hurried out of the temple. The other bishops also came to their senses at this time, and got up one after another to greet them, with a hint of gain and loss in their expressions.

The reason for this is simple, Byron and others can get to this position, in addition to ability, background connections and other natural things are also indispensable. And if the person who came was really Archbishop Peron, then it would be easy to understand Byron's repeated expression, because this Peron was Byron's magic mentor and the big man standing behind him.

In this way, the meaning of this naturally becomes interesting. If it is according to Byron's mistakes, no matter who comes, it should be undoubted. But now it's Byron's magic mentor, does that mean that there is still a turning point in this matter......

With the momentum, Byron and the others, with their old arms and legs, also ran quite fast, and soon came to the square in front of the temple and bumped into a large group of people head-on.

Turning his head to look around, "Ha!" An irrepressible chuckle, Byron's cloudy old eyes looked straight at the center of the crowd, a white-haired old man in a red robe and a crystal scepter in his hand, his expression couldn't help but be ecstatic - that was not his magic mentor, Archbishop Peron who was really standing at the top of the temple pyramid!

But then, when he saw clearly the Knight of Light who was communicating with Veron, Byron's body suddenly shook, and his joy gradually faded, because it was the person they had been waiting for a long time to report the news, but they didn't expect him to just bump into someone who would always come...... Byron's heart was once again in a situation of gain and loss, and he walked quickly.

As he got closer, the slightly nervous voice of the Light Knight came, "...... It's late, it's a step late, and by the time we go to encircle and suppress the occupied guild, the other party has already evacuated in advance. Then, before we could search on the spot, we were attacked by all kinds of inexplicable attacks, and the losses and losses were heavy......"

Shrill exclaimed, "What!" Byron heard this, and the ground was dark, and garlic was mixed under his feet, and he directly hit the ground with his head down, and bang...... (To be continued......)