The priest slowly knelt at his feet, twisting his face and sobbing. Dalton pulled out the curse sword and kicked the corpse aside. Black and red blood spread on the grass, covering the cracks of bricks and frosted leaves. Uriel stood in front of the priest, and waited for him to close his eyes before speaking: "No news about Deweet Hearn."

"The wizard of the school hid him."

"A clever school wizard." York commented, "It is difficult to keep the target on the archery field without being shot through, and there is no worries when placed in the warehouse."

"Shania certainly wouldn't send someone as a guard like Lind. If your news is true, she's busy looking for the legacy of the White Night Knight. No matter where she sent the Bay Earl, we won't get any clues."

The night elves shook their sword. "Unless you ask the royal party." He glanced at Ulier, "Of course, this actually doesn't work."

Eastman is a vassal state of the tower. Although the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has never respected the royal family, they are the rulers of the kingdom. Requesting royal assistance is a reasonable and reasonable obligation regulations, and forcing them to ask about the whereabouts of the royal family members is another matter. Dalton does not intend to negotiate with Deweet Hearn, who will most likely die miserably as long as the latter appears. And after experiencing the royal church, even if Uriel guarantees that they will arrange for a peaceful solution, the royal party will probably not believe it.

"At least the investigation of Gaia's church is progressing smoothly." York encouraged his fighting spirit, "How many are this?"

"Six." Uriel stared at the dead. The curse made him die in pain, and it should be so. "For his blessing, I found the clues to the nightingale of the church again. The industry chain of selling babies was widely distributed. I only mastered one from Bloomnott to the Knights Bay, or because the vampire made a clean pot and exposed his legs."

He no longer looked at the face of the dead priest. "This is just a concentrated 'stolen sale' place, and the church's crimes are more than this... In the final analysis, the church of Gaia is full of false believers and selfish people, while the pious people are madmen who are willing to massacre women and children for the sake of glory. If you ask me, even the demon society is more valuable than them."

"It can't be said so absolutely." York shrugged. "I still remember that Father Gaia was giving away a free indulgence in Venewards last year."

"Free indulgence?" Ulier couldn't think of the meaning of this for a moment.

"Duke Tracy requires civilians to purchase a certain amount of indulgences every week to prove their pious confession to the gods. Of course, adventurers who live in a place do not have this habit, and the Knights of the Rangers can't find us anyway." The Orange-faced man replied, "But for the residents of the city, this is a expense that must be considered in addition to taxes. In addition, indulgences are generally issued near the church, and those who do not purchase on time may be suspected of potential demons. The nameless person dare not go to the church."

Then you are wrong. "Does it have to be Gaia's indulgence?"

"Lucia does not ask the believers for this thing. He will never forgive sins. Heather... The goddess of the forest has only been introduced to Eastman's faith in recent hundreds of years, but his believers advocate natural life. If people use the money for living to prove their innocence, perhaps Heather will come to the mortal world to stop it."

"It should be." There is no indulgence in the world that must be bought, which is another evidence of the selfish sin of the Knox Gaia Church.

Uriel crossed the threshold and frightened the doves on the treetops. This church is worse than a stronghold for dark transactions and swindling goods. Most of the gangs in the town are connected with the priests here. Now it is back to peace and is washed away by the blood of the treacherous. I wonder if Bishop Peyton's soul will be glorified for this. He decided to burn the bodies piled up in the yard to ashes. Dalton agreed very much, and York was willing to light the fire.

"When it comes to those waste papers." The night elf suddenly interrupted the conversation. He hung the curse sword back to his waist and took a few steps back, as if recalling something. "There was someone carrying a box of indulgences on him, which seemed to count it as part of the transaction. What's the use of this thing?"

York said he couldn't figure out what these people thought. Uriel thought carefully and felt that he had an impression. He followed Dalton to find the box and looked through the scattered pieces of paper inside. This finally evoked his sense of déjà vs. "A large amount of indulgence can be exchanged for the blessings of the clergy in the church. Uh, blessings refer to the ritual of the fire." Andrew became a mysterious creature, but simply indulgence was not enough, and he was forced to donate his little daughter to the church.

"Tinder Ritual?" York was surprised, "Gaia is worthy of being the god of good deeds."

Dalton counted. "If ordinary people buy at a weekly quota, they have to save up for eighty years. The time for indulgences to take effect vary, but at most only thirty years." He shook his head, "Only the rich can buy a large amount of indulgences in the short term, and civilians have no chance at all."

"The rich live long, the poor die quickly, and the church makes a fortune. This thing is really a genius invention. Those damn charlatans really need lessons." York laughed dryly, turned his head to sweep the battlefield.

Uriel covered the box with a snap. "Let's burn it together."

According to the priest's confession, the church's nightingale's residence is on the street nearest the church. Of course, he did not know that the person he was in contact with was the church's scavenger, otherwise he would not have waited for death in the church. Ulier knew the tricks of Econi Felvin wandering among several Gaia churches, so he easily locked in the nightingale's identity.

The smoke from the church is rolling up, and I believe someone will come to check the situation soon. Ulier is sure that most people will be lost now, so he chose to wait on the roof near the church. The view here is wide, and there are many layers and wooden frames that are easy to climb and jump. After all, it is too unrestrained to catch people on the spot. The patrol knights have no grudges and revenge on them, so at least they can ensure that they will not chase the target.

Uriel waited for five minutes, and the cavalry that arrived first had already commanded people to hold buckets to put out the fire, and adventurers came to join in the fun. The apprentice grasped all the characteristics of the nightingale, but failed to find the target in the crowd. Did he find that this was a trap?

For the sake of the tower, the royal party did not let Uriel, the guy who helped the wanted criminals, "be on the list", but the wizard and the Gaia Church must have been alert in secret. "Personality" and "passengers" became their own magic, and the orange-faced man York enjoyed the exciting journey of hiding from place to place. In any case, the chaos of the church fire will not touch the sensitive nerves of the nightingale for the time being. As a dead soldier who maintains the reputation of the church, he cannot remain indifferent.

"There are too many people, and the fire will be extinguished soon." York's voice came straight into his ears. This was the magic of Miss Detective Agatha, which was applied to the mercenaries with the help of "Sacrificial Words" to maintain real-time communication when dispersed. "Are you still waiting?"

His concerns are not without reason. Uriel even found an unknown person among the onlookers. Half of the apprentice's attention was on him, and he almost heard the news from the night elves.

"No. I found him." Dalton made a concise statement.

The creaking sound of wooden frames came from the other end of the magic mark. Ulier knew that York was about to meet with Dalton. He looked at the direction of the nameless man and finally chose the original target. There was also a detection station in the town. Even if the church fire caused the nameless man to relax his vigilance, he should not have shown his fire so arrogantly. This is probably a trap. The apprentice did not know what the other party's purpose was. In fact, he was not sure whether the other party came because of the church fire.

There was no need to make trouble. He jumped off the roof while thinking, rolled in the alley and stood up.

The black smoke disappeared most of it, which meant that the cavalry had put out the flames. The corpses of the priest and the cross knight were beyond recognition, but the indulgences in the wooden box had long been turned into ashes.

...

Compared to the nightingale of the church, the night elf Dalton had an advantage in hiding his tracks. When Uriel caught up with them, the curse sword was already pointing in front of the throat of the church nightingale. He could imagine the situation where the other party was suddenly held hostage while crossing a shadow. The apprentice himself couldn't help feeling the scar on his chest itchy.

"I can guarantee that you have found the wrong person." Nightingale lied. In Uriel's eyes, his struggle was equivalent to reporting his own home.

After Ulial pulled out the conflict between Archbishop Payton and the wizard from his mouth, the other party's expression clearly showed that he would not answer any questions anymore. However, Ulial's guess was proven, which exceeded expectations.

"The Church of Gaia is also divided into factions?" York touched his chin. "I thought the Silence School had digested the church. When the school merged the church, these diehards had been cleaned up once."

"That was before the Raven Battle." Soren told them, "It was a tendency for the Silent School to digest the Gaia church to force majeure, so the church launched an action to cleanse the sectarians to ensure its existence. The church you are talking about is an old school clergy who does not advocate truth. They believe that exploration is a blasphemy against the goddess. Now there is a 'theologian' among the law wizards of the school, Rosan Toslin, who obviously does not care about their opinions. By now, madmen like Payton Forest are rarely seen."

"I think there are quite a lot of people like this in Eastman."

"Your understanding of the motherland is limited to the Four Leaf City." Sauron sneered, "It is better to listen to the analysis of professionals, from the 'theologian' His Excellency Toslin: Eastman is still the vassal state of Gaia, but it first participated in the war as a vassal state of the Holy Glory Parliament in the Battle of the Saints, and then handed over to the Tower. In the eyes of the Gaia Church, the Kingdom of Eastman is not a place of faith. It is used to exile those old-school priests with stubborn thoughts to serve as a manifestation of the kindness of the goddess."
Chapter completed!