"Pastor Tobira..." Half a minute later, Lohalin turned his head: "I see clearly, here is my teacher."

"Yes, Pastor Lohalin..." Another young man nodded, "I have seen it clearly, it is indeed Deacon Marta below!"

"Open the door and put the suspension bridge, the deacon is back!"

The sound of the winch turning sounded, and a narrow suspension bridge was lowered, crossed the trench full of wooden signs, and brought it to the team.

Stepping through the narrow suspension bridge and the same narrow door opening, the team walked into the castle.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Lohalin had already run down the tower, waiting next to the door, and looked at the teacher with concern: "I seem to have seen the body!"

"Well, I'm fine... Poor Bayonne was stabbed in the chest..."

With the assistance of the two attendants, Deacon Marta turned over and dismounted: "Turn these damn bastards into the dungeon, and carry Kil and Nibin to Deacon Pefos... Well, and poor Bayonne... wash him clean."

Driving prisoners, carrying wounded, moving bodies, and the soldiers took action.

"What happened?" Lohalin also came over and helped Marta unbutton the mail.

"No..." Hearing the students' questions, Deacon Marta signaled to the prisoners: "Look at these guys first..."

"Is this the thief who attacked the reclamation site..." Lohalin looked over and the soldiers were driving the prisoners to the dungeon: "Huh... no, why are these guys so strong? They can't be thieves!"

"No, they are thieves." Deacon Marta smiled: "At least, Master Irrus will definitely confirm that they are thieves."

"Did Irrus arrange it?" Lohalin pinched his fists tightly: "Damn it, I shouldn't have received his ransom last time, I should have smashed his head directly!"

"If Irrus is alone, he shouldn't have the courage..." Deacon Marta shook his head: "If I guess correctly, Frens Parish seems to dislike our reclamation point."

"These bastards! The scum of the church!"

"Actually, it's nothing. I hope that the next time Frens Parish chooses a reclamation point, don't get too close to us...Okay..."

Deacon Marta took down the mace and long dagger hanging on the side of the war horse: "Anyway, most of the materials from the reclamation point have been taken back... Let the rest of this time be handed over to the priest."

After taking the mace, Lohalin's hands sank slightly. Compared to when the teacher set off, the surface of the mace was dark brown and pure natural anti-rust coating was much thicker.

"alright……"

After disarming all the troops, Deacon Marta breathed a deep sigh of relief, "I have been holding it in for two days, and finally I don't have to wear these things."

"Thank you for your hard work in the teacher," said Lohalin.

"Um..." After moving his body, Deacon Marta asked, "Is the priest here? Is the evening prayer over?"

"It's over...the priest should be still in the church now."

"Okay, I'll go see him."

"Teacher..." Lohalin suddenly called out to Deacon Marta in a low voice.

What's wrong? What's wrong?

Marta turned around and asked with her eyes.

"Um..." Lohalin looked around slightly.

"Yeah." Marta nodded slightly, "You go back and wait for me."

About an hour later, Deacon Marta walked into Lohalin's room.

There was no servant next to Deacon Marta. When he walked into the room, Lohalin quickly closed the door.

Turning around, Lohalin asked Marta to sit down first, then moved a box away, and pulled out a parchment from the crack of the wall behind it.

"Teacher, please take a look at this."

Five minutes later, Talma's pair of low-ranking men who broke the tax resistance, the damn thief, the unruly knight, and other parish priests - of course, this was very occasionally and quite secret - and his arms, which were always as stable as rocks, began to tremble slightly when they were headed: "Is this... true? Is what Playa said true?"

"Yes, what Brother John said is true..."

Lohalin nodded with a serious expression, "Teacher, look at this again."

As he said that, Lohalin walked to the wall where he pushed the box away again, and took out another item inch by inch through the hole in the wall.

He turned around slowly and walked slowly to Talma. Lohalin was slow and could even be called a piously putting the few Choma poles in his hand in front of his and Playa's common teacher, Deacon Talma.
Chapter completed!