In the afternoon, in front of a remote hotel in a city.

The shopkeeper in a small hat looked out of the door from time to time, wiping cold sweat from his forehead, and looked extremely nervous. Of course, this is also normal. Anyone who is suddenly blocked by more than 100 people will not feel very good......

And although these more than 100 people just stood quietly, they did not have any abnormal behavior. But just look at the uniform and simple robes worn by these people, and the ordinary cross ornaments hanging in the subtleties, you can see that they are all clergy.

Now, though, the reputation of the clergy seems to be somehow good......

After recognizing the identity of the other party, the shopkeeper was in a state of apprehension. What's the situation, could it be that I have been reported for providing a trading place for Nightingale? No, shouldn't this matter be handled by those people from the Public Security Department...... Or, could it be that I have some evil heresy hiding here? Don't start a fight here, this is my ancestral business......

Just when the shopkeeper's chaotic thoughts became more and more deviant, he stepped on the ...... The sound of footsteps on the stairs led to a young man in holy armor and an old man in plain robes frowning.

He looked at the owner and asked, "Excuse me, when did the guests of Room 7 leave?"

"Room 7...... "The lady," replied the shopkeeper, "she checked out at noon, and oh, she left me a letter saying that if anyone came looking for her, she would give it to them." Wait a minute......"

The guest will definitely specify the object when he leaves a text message, or the name, or describe the face slightly, but the owner of the shop dares to grind now, hurriedly rummaged through the letter from the counter, and handed it over, "My lord." I really don't know her. It has nothing to do with me......

Take the letter that was folded into the shape of a paper crane. "Thank you...... Hehe, don't be nervous, we're just asking. Well, excuse me, let's go. "I appeased the sweaty shopkeeper a little, but unfortunately the effect was not very good. Helplessly, the young knight and the old man in plain robe could only shake their heads, turn around and walk out of the hotel gate.

"It's worse than I thought when I came. Alas...... I really didn't expect that the temple would one day be guarded by the people. With a light sigh, the old man in the plain robe looked slightly gloomy, and his bitter face was even more bitter.

"This is true now, but from another point of view, this also shows the necessity of your trip, Elder Mu?" Shrugging his shoulders, the young knight looked over the paper crane in his hand, stretched out his wings, and jumped out of the paper crane with a little light, and it was fleeting. Disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Breaking this simple and practical trick with his hands, the young man skillfully dismantled the paper crane. Glancing up and down at the contents of the letter, he looked up in surprise: "Byron and the others have left the Holy Light City?"

"Well, didn't you just get removed from your post in the morning, waiting for the court to be issued......" Puzzled took the letter, looked down, the face of the plain-robed old man named Mu Lao suddenly sank, "Okay, you Belon! When I was discussing how to deal with the current predicament of the temple, I was a little strange why he had to invite us over, it turned out that he was actually giving Byron and them a cover for leaving, it was really ......"

Speaking of which, these people are naturally Owens and more than a hundred temple Puritans.

Charvian had expected it to be right, but when Owens secretly reported the situation to the General Assembly, the Puritans, who had always been plain and upright and indisputable, instantly became angry, and there was always a lot of trouble in the temple. For this reason, the temple higher-ups had to temporarily let them join the team that had come to the north to deal with the incident after urgent discussions.

Of course, the primary purpose of Mu Lao's visit this time was to ensure Xia Wei'an's safety, and then they didn't care about anything else. As for how to deal with the affairs of the north, the power is in the hands of Veron. I don't want Veron to use this to play tricks and secretly Chen Cang, and let Byron and them who are waiting for trial out without authorization......

And the content of this letter, that is, Xia Wei'an's message, said that he had gone to track Byron and others, and wanted to capture the other party alive and return his innocence......

"Hmph!" With a light snort, Mu Lao flicked his wide sleeves and said angrily, "Let's go, go back now, I'll see how he Belon explains." ”

"Mu is old and slow. Owens hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a wry smile. This is the Puritans, whose faith in God is purer than anyone else's, and their insistence on what is right is unusually stubborn. But in terms of dealing with people and things, he is very immature, and compared with Belon, which is very deep in the city, it is light to throw eight streets.

If Beron wants to explain, he can give more than a dozen reasons to stun you in the blink of an eye, believe it or not......

Of course, Owens naturally wouldn't say these words explicitly, but just persuaded: "Elder Mu, Xia Wei'an is now in a state of being hunted down, so our primary purpose now is to find her and ensure her safety." You might as well put the rest of the matter aside, right?"

hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Well, you are right, let's go find Xia ...... first Oops!" As soon as he was halfway through his words, Mu Lao seemed to remember something, and his face changed suddenly, "Knight Xia Wei'an is in danger!"

"Huh?"

"You don't know, because of this accident in the north, Beron has brought out many masters from the association. The reason why Byron left the Holy Light City must have been because Beron wanted him to make meritorious contributions and save his life. In this way, he will naturally not hesitate to send his master to Byron and them......"

Owens was stunned when he heard this: "Well, it should be fine." Mu Lao, you mentioned Xia Weien in front of Byron and them just this morning, since they want to save their lives, they should not risk angering you and kill them......"

Waving his hand to interrupt, Mu Lao looked eager: "They don't dare, but others may not...... Rhodes is here this time, too! Quick, find Byron's whereabouts. ”

"Who? wait...... Crazy?"

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On the straight official road, a group of hundreds of people galloped towards the north, constantly throwing the trees and hills on both sides behind them. In the case of a convoy of pedestrians, the other party is often busy at a distance to avoid both sides of the road, not daring to have the slightest idea of collision.

It's not because these hundreds of riders are so fast and imposing. But at a glance, there was a piece of holy armor. There are occasional variegated colors, and they are also red and white robes, which clearly shows the noble status of this group of temple knights and mages.

If Owens and Mu Lao are here. You'll recognize this group of riders. It was Byron and the others they were now desperately looking for.

Of the two options given by Veron. Byron chose the latter after all. The reason for this is not entirely the selfishness of the family, but more because of strong unwillingness.

Byron hasn't lived long enough, or more accurately, he's still young...... This is no joke, although Byron is now nearly seventy years old, this is indeed the youngest in the long life of a magician. If nothing else, it's up to Byron's magic mentor. The nearly two-hundred-year-old Veron can know that this is true.

And after only one-third of his life, Byron was naturally unwilling to accept his guilt and wait for death. As for the other fellow bishops, the same is true. Since you have to be unlucky, it's better to fight, and there is nothing to lose anyway......

Let's not talk about the outcome of their trip for the time being, but I have to say that the big trouble is at the head, these big people who used to be in high positions and miserly themselves. It's a rare single.

Of course, ambition is heroic. The reality is also cruel. Soon, one of the bishops was the first to bear the jolt on horseback, his old face flushed, and his breath was like that of an ox, as if he was about to turn his back on his breath in the next moment.

"Take a break, take a break...... Whoosh...... I can't do it...... "I can't help it, although their age is really young for the high lifespan of a magician. However, the various functions of the body have inevitably aged, and there is not much difference from ordinary old people.

However, after the bishop's order was given, the team did not react, and continued to run wildly, without the slightest tendency to slow down and stop.

"You deserve it, huh...... Damn!"

"Whew...... Forget it. Byron, who looked sluggish and was in the same bad state, turned his head, looked at the angry bishop, shook his head, and pointed to the sky, "Fly!"

The next moment, several figures rose from the ranks, none other than those bishops of the former Northern Temple Guild. He took a long breath and waved his hand to prop up the magic shield to block the oncoming wind.

"Whew...... Whoosh...... Damn! Daring! blind mad dog ......" As soon as he took a good breath, the previous bishop immediately pointed to somewhere in the line below, scolding and angry.

"That's enough!" Byron snorted, his face so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping, "He's the leader of the team anyway, and we'...... Hide!" roared, and the afterglow swept to a little dazzling light below, Byron's expression couldn't help but change greatly, and he subconsciously pushed the bishop.

Sou...... A domineering sword mixed with gold and silver instantly passed by, piercing the sky.

Immediately after, hiss...... A series of long neighing sounds came from below, and it sounded very harsh and shocking. The bishops were stunned in mid-air, looked down, and saw that the galloping team below had suddenly stopped, and a figure in front of him looked up at this side with a big sword, beckoned, and then turned over and jumped off the horse.

Opening his mouth, Byron looked concerned, and finally said dejectedly: "Go down." The words fell, and the magic shield was dispersed, and the figure slowly lowered.

By the time the bishops had lowered their figures, the man was not far in front of him. Judging from his countenance, he was a young man, feminine and handsome, with his hair half-covered and his eyes half-covered, and he was not wearing holy armor like the rest of the knights of light, but a simple black single robe, half-bare-chested. At this time, he tilted his head and rubbed his earlobes, his steps were disorderly, and the whole person looked a little evil and weird.

Byron and the others naturally knew this person, although in terms of status and status, they were far superior to each other, but now when they looked at the past, their eyes couldn't help but cringe and be afraid.

This young man's name is Rod, a Templar Knight, and his strength is no weaker than that of any active Divine Grand Knight. Especially Yu Dou Qi has outstanding talent, and he is a rare genius who can cultivate two kinds of Dou Qi at the same time.

But as the saying goes, there's often a fine line between a genius and a madman. I don't know if it's because of the cultivation of the two kinds of fighting qi, this person's nerves are not normal, and he has made a lot of shocking feats, but at the same time, he has also stabbed countless speechless mistakes, and he is recognized as a madman in the temple, Luo is a madman! It is precisely because of this that this Rhodes has not been able to enter the ranks of the Holy Grand Knights.

Of course, Rao is not a high status, so he is just an ordinary temple knight, but few people in the temple dare to provoke. The reason is also simple, Nima can't be provoked by a madman! Who knows if this guy will be in a bad mood one day, or if he is in a good mood and happily decides to shoot you......

And now. The madman raised his double-edged sword. Greeted warmly: "Hi." Hello gentlemen. From the time I set off until now, I just came to say hello, you don't mind, right? Ha, I don't think so, after all, my way of greeting is so sincere......

"Bastard!" the bishop, who had almost been hit by the sword just now, rushed out, grabbed the placket of Rod's shirt, and looked excited, "How do you know what you're doing? You almost killed me just now......"

"Oh. It's not that exaggerated, at most it's just a magic shield, how dare I kill you. But ......" Rhodes tilted his upper body back to avoid the flying spitting stars, and then the corners of his mouth rose, and his expression turned cold, "Hehe, if you don't take your arm away, I don't mind cutting it off, and I won't be able to die anyway!"

When the bishop heard this, his body suddenly shuddered. Looking at the fierce appearance of the crazy Luo, he unconsciously took a step back. Subconsciously loosen and grasp the placket.

He patted the bishop on the shoulder, as close as an old friend, "Ha, that's right." Everyone is running errands for the God of Light and eating, how bad it is to hurt the harmony. Ladies and gentlemen, do you think that's the reason?" Rod had a pretended old smile on his face, as if the cold killing intent just now was just an illusion.

Seeing this, the corners of Byron's mouth twitched, and they all had gloomy faces and were silent.

"Please, I've said so much, according to common sense, shouldn't you clap your hands and pat yourself again?" rubbing his broken hair, "Okay, it seems that the generation gap between us is really not small, I can't learn the way you big guys speak, tsk......"

Smacked his lips, looking quite regretful, and then Rod's gaze swept over Byron and the others, and spread his hands, "Since that's the case, then I can only use my way of speaking." Well, if you don't like it next, I'll apologize here. ”

When the words fell, he bowed and saluted, and his attitude was extremely sincere. Got up, squinted, his legs and feet shook slightly, and regained his lazy appearance: "I'm actually very afraid of trouble, but since Archbishop Peron has given me such a face, I have to be the person in charge of this operation, then I have no choice but to be disrespectful." Hehe...... So, for some time to come, you'll all have to listen to me. Of course, you can go out and ask, I, Rod, am a very reasonable person. If you have any comments on this, you can raise them now, and rest assured, I will never announce that I will kill you for a personal vendetta. ”

The old face twitched, and Byron and the others looked at each other when they heard this like a mockery and a threatening word, and they all saw the same aggrieved look from each other's eyes, but thinking about the current situation, they had to forcibly endure it.

"If you don't speak, then I'll take it as your acquiescence. Rod tilted his head again and touched his earlobe, grinning, "Hehe, don't be unconvinced." I've heard all about the Northern Temple, and indeed, Don is a ruthless man, and I admire him so much. Of course, the main thing is that you are stupid enough to make the situation so out of control...... I'm sorry I'm so straightforward, but who made you do that. ”

Exaggeratedly, Rod put on a 'I can't help it' look, "I obviously have a lot of power in my hands, but I don't know how to use it." I had to play with the method of beating the flies with Thor's hammer, but I was turned around by the flies! Tsk, the cow broke into a mess...... Ladies and gentlemen, even if you don't understand military affairs, you have always watched the drama. Which marshal have you ever seen lead the strength of the whole army and devise all kinds of schemes, only to defeat a small team? There must be a limit to stupidity, do you want to be so high-end?"

The bishops' faces darkened even more when they heard this, and Byron finally couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Rod!

"Well, it seems that you still don't understand, and your IQ is worrying. Covering his face, Rod couldn't bear to look at it at all, "It's very simple, to deal with flies, then naturally you can only use the next three indiscriminate means." Now that you know Don's identity, let's find his relatives and friends, and find that gray space. Oh, and that intelligence organization of the Grey Army. With so many people, just catch some and lock them up, kill a batch a day, kill a batch a day, he will definitely jump out on his own initiative, isn't this much better than wasting time with your head covered and looking around?"

Watching Rhodes say that he was excited, he kept swinging his big sword and swishing. Byron and the others were cold, this madman ......

It's really simple and easy to think. But Byron is a clergyman of the Temple of Light after all, although they are also ruthless, but their innate identity cannot make their thinking level stay on this despicable means.

"Of course, I know your concerns. Everyone is a person with an identity, so naturally such a creative method does not dare to use it openly. "Smack, snapped his fingers, and Rod looked confident, "So when you get to the next city, you will have to replace all the armor, robes, wands, temple ornaments, etc." Na, I personally admire my current style, which is low-key and simple without losing its gangsterism! It is really the best choice for going out and killing people and goods. ”

After a pause, looking at the expressionless Byron and the others, Rod pursed his lips, as if he had lost interest in recommending it again, turned around and raised his sword, "Forget it, our aesthetics are not at the same level, and we can't force it." Well, so be it...... By the way, having said all that, please don't lower your IQ anymore. Flying into the air in broad daylight, when Donn doesn't know you're coming for him......?

"This, crazy, dog!"

"Forget it. Waving his hand, Byron squinted at the arrogant back of the three steps, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "If you want to deal with that Donne, maybe only this mad dog can do it!"

............ (To be continued......)