Vol 20 Chapter 10: Prisoner. Advance choice (thanks to the lord of the unknown name)

The light in front of him gradually dissipated. Lehman, who had expected what would happen a few seconds ago, expressed his incomprehension and anger at this time with his own acting skills. He stepped forward and grabbed it hard. The iron fence in front of him, asked the man in front of him loudly.
"Berke, why?"
Lehman's voice is very large, as if exhausted the strength of the whole body.
"Yes, sorry, head... This is the command of His Majesty!"
Lehman’s deputy, a shameful look, didn’t even dare to contact Lehmann; and after saying these words, he immediately added:
Head, you are only here for the time being. After we have dealt with the outside world, you can be free again!"
"Freedom? Freedom?"
Lying in such a low voice, Lehman seems to be the pillar of the heart collapsed, and the last strength is drawn, and the loose and fall of the prison is sitting in the prison.
Lehman’s deputy, looking at the face of his respected head, couldn’t bear to look at it; in the end, he did not say anything, so he left.
Step, step, step...
The bottom of the metal boots and the slate floor and the stairs rubbed further and further until they disappeared.
And just after all the sounds disappeared, and after confirming that there was no slight monitoring here, Lehman sat up—although sitting before, but sitting like a spine, and this straight sitting position. It is exactly two concepts.
Lehman extended his arm, and the fingers were familiar with the armor's gusset, and the fingertips were slightly hard. The sturdy armor reveals a gap from Lehman's body. Followed by wrists, armor, armor and boots. Lyman, as usual, wiped his armor thinly and placed them in the finest way.
Then he picked up his own sword.
Without hesitation, he pointed at the palm of his hand and suddenly, the blood was stained with Jianfeng.
"The beginning of everything, the end of everything..."
Silently recited such words. Lehmann shakes his hand without injury, and a body appears in front of him. He looks at the same body as himself and puts the sword in the other's hands - in fact, for Ye Qi, the alliance He has never been grateful for this.
Although he has already planned the road ahead, any one of the back roads is far from perfect at the moment.
Of course. There may be a flaw.
However, who will care about this time?
Step on...
The lighter footsteps sounded again. Archbishop House’s horror appeared in this underground prison. He could swear that if he had another chance to choose, he would definitely choose to sell his soul instead of doing it. It was too scary.
Whether it is Ieta's gaze, or the eyes of the Shack's dragon.
When he faced it, he was so fearful, and this time, it seemed more like to mention his heart to the eyes of the blind man; however, the surprise was far from over, when he saw Lehman standing in prison, and died. After the 'Lehman', the kind of surprise is unquestionable.
At the moment before, he didn't know who he was going to be.
Or there is speculation, but before the final decision is made, everything is unpredictable; however, when everything comes up, this fact is obvious.
Of course, the body is definitely not included.
"this is……"
Archbishop Haus opened the prison door and handed the ordinary priest's robe in his hand to Lehmann, while his eyes swept the corpse - although there was no more detailed observation, the Archbishop of House could be sure that it was dead. It is Lehman, which is exactly the same in appearance, shape and breath.
However, Lehman is clearly standing in front of himself.
This, what is going on here?
The inexplicable archbishop has doubts in his heart.
"Because I can't bear the idea of ​​being trampled, I can't question the loyalists. Lehman, who follows the Knights' Way, chose to make his own life!" Lehman said, then, reach out and touch his face. Suddenly, the skin became a little dark, the nose collapsed, and the eyes were a little muddy.
To put it simply, no one can associate the person in front of him with Knight Lehman.
"Let's go, we still need to complete some of our own tasks!"
After doing all this, Lehman said.
"Ok!"
Archbishop Haus nodded, and the two quickly left the dungeon in tandem - this dungeon is not the dungeon of the Inquisition, but the resident of the disciplinary knight in the mountain, it can be said to be the headquarters; In the usual time, the disciplinary knights who came and went were there, but at this time they were empty.
Because, the last group of people, under the leadership of the deputy head of the disciplinary knight, went to the front line.
Therefore, the entry and exit of Lehmann and House are so easy, even, not discovered by anyone; as for the body of Lehman in the dungeon?
Lehman’s good friend, Bishop Vallejo, will make everything come naturally.
For this friend, Lehmann’s heart sighed with a sigh of regret, and the footsteps of the departure became more and more firm – once something started, it was destined to be alive and dead, and he already had such awareness.
"This is the entrance to the Inquisition!" Standing in the shadowy place, Archbishop House reminded Lehman. "Although most of the people here have been transferred to the front line, it does not mean that no one is left behind. Especially those jailers in the holy prison, you need to be careful!"
The reminder of House Archbishop is kind.
Because, he is very clear, once Lehman fails here, he can't run; after all, from the time he entered the dungeon to punish the knight, he and the other party is a grasshopper on the rope.
Of course, it is ok to talk about it earlier.
Now, the Archbishop of House only hopes that the Shaker Dragon will win, otherwise. His end is definitely miserable.
Watching Lehmann step into the Inquisition. House immediately turned to the chapel behind the cathedral - Lehman completed his mission. And he also has his own task; although compared with the former, it is fundamentally played, but at this time, he does not dare to have any care.
"His Majesty!"
House squatted on the ground, did not dare to raise his head, said: "The disciplinary knight has already suffered more than 30% of casualties. The deputy head of Burke led the remaining members of the disciplinary knight, who have already set off again... but they are not able to How long will it last?"
"How long it will last, how long!"
In the words of Iyeta sitting on the throne, there was a carelessness, as if it was just a breakfast and lunch, but it was definitely not the lives of tens of thousands of people.
"The members of the Ancestral Hall and the Inquisition are already in place, and they can start acting at any time!"
This kind of murmur caused House to shudder and let his next words stutter.
"Well, let them be on standby!"
Nodded, Iyeta waved, and suddenly, House went out like a big man.
boom!
The door behind him came with a closed voice. House looked back subconsciously, then. Quickly ran to his room - he needed a safe environment to inform the news.
In the chapel, Iyeta stood up. Without the crown, robes, and even the scepter of the pope, he was thrown aside. He walked slowly toward the secret room, where he grew up. The table is still there, but the golden liquid stored in it disappears completely, turning into a black-red, liquid with a stinking smell.
Glutle, grunt...
These black-red odorous liquids do not require the heating of alcohol lamps, so they tumbling like a gas thicker than the liquid, which overflows from the bottle and fills the entire chamber, while Yieta is like Did not see the general, just grabbed the flask, and looked at the neck, as if drinking water, drunk the smelly liquid.
Undoubtedly, such a stinky liquid is very difficult to drink.
It can be seen from the twisted face of Iyeta, but he still insists on pouring all the liquid in the bottle.
The bottle was then thrown to the ground by Iyeta.
Snapped!
In the crisp sound, the flask was shattered and the residual liquid on the wall of the bottle immediately sounded a ‘嗤嗤’ sound as soon as it hit the ground.
The ground was quickly corroded, and soon a pothole was formed to accommodate a person.
And Ieta did not seem to see these things, he stood like this, sneer appeared on his face, and then with his heart, the golden field began to appear.
However, it is very obvious that in addition to the gold, there is a dark red glow.
The two colors are intertwined, and then they devour each other and compete.
puff!
A spurt of blood, ejected from the mouth of Iyeta, brought a fog to the space in front of him, and the front scorpion was even more spotted; but even then, the sneer of Ieta's mouth did not disappear.
"Do you have this ability? Come on! If I don't beat you, how can I prove that I am unique!"
From low to loud, to deafening, Iyeta's voice echoed in this closet.
However, no one except him was heard.
......
"Somewhat wrong!"
After encountering an attack again, the lord of the sacred tower tower said something like this. Deeds, who is next to him, nodded in agreement. "Although Iyeta’s sinister sinisterness is unreasonable for the purpose, it is affirmative. But he is definitely not a blind person. It is clear that knowing that sending these people will only be a waste of time, but it is still sending out the living forces that belong to the Holy See... It is too strange!"
"I feel that the pope is stopping us from moving forward!"
The little man stood there, watching the smoke that appeared again not far away, judging the number of enemies, and publishing his own opinions.
"Block my progress? But he invited me to here!"
The tower of the athletic tower is frowning and puzzled.
"Any plan will be flawed, and the word "reverse" is for the sake of leaks!" The little man raised his eyes and boldly guessed, "You said, our Pope is not. I have encountered something that cannot be solved at all." Question. Then, what will happen to us?"
"possible!"
The tower of the sacred object towered his eyes and nodded.
"What should we do now?"
The big man looked at the crowd in front of him - although he was not good at making plans, it did not mean that he knew the enemy's plan and would choose to drill into the trap.
"We don't have any way, we can only continue!"
The tower of the sacred object towered his hands and said helplessly.
"why?"
The big man did not understand, the main tower of the sacred object was straightforward. The rich people in the Xia Lin area behind them - despite the protection of the demon hunters and the highest government, but these people still suffered casualties. Of course, just some bodyguards, as for the rich themselves?
They always play the extraordinary potential in the battle, dodge and hide.
"They... guy!"
When the big man saw these graceful and wealthy people, he immediately responded and immediately made a loud noise. Obviously, in the face of the situation, it is the best strategy to organize the superior strength and quickly advance into the mountain. When there is some cumbersome in the team. It cannot be implemented at all.
The demon hunter will be worried about the identity of the other person.
The highest government person. Faced with the rich people from Xia Lin District, they can't ignore the Xia Lin District as a base camp.
Of course, the families and the dark mercenaries don't care.
But let them raid into the mountain?
This is obviously impossible. The problem of strength alone is enough to make these people falter.
"This should be Yiyeta premeditated?"
Silent Ava suddenly interjected - he had taken some potions before, healed for those injured bodyguards, and when he got the gratitude of these bodyguards, he also had more concerns; because, he can be sure, These injured bodyguards, if they want to be like a normal person in the future, need to be treated more thoroughly immediately, rather than this simple medication.
After all, their strength determines them, they cannot have the enviable self-healing power as the real strong ones; even in the eyes of some powerful people, in these people who are slightly stronger than ordinary people, It can only be a slight delay in the injury.
"should be!"
The little man nodded affirmatively.
"Yes... If that's the case, why should he invite us? Is it not good to handle your own things ahead of time?"
The big man expressed his own incomprehension.
This time, the little man couldn't give an immediate answer. It wasn't just a small man. The presence of Blanc and Diddes, as the chief of staff, was also a fog.
They also cannot understand the behavior of Ieta.
"This guy is a madman, a madman makes some crazy things, and something strange!" The thorn tower tower owner suddenly sneered, "but instead of guessing here, we might as well attack the mountain to see if he is what the hell!"
"but……"
"Are you worried about those guys? Hey, since they have chosen to come here, they must be enlightened by their choice!"
The answer of the thorny tower tower owner, with a thick cold meaning, but the face is still the smile of the sun.
"Maudred Tower, some people said, is your smile so annoying?"
Deides turned his head and looked at the owner of the Thorn Tower, the strongest man in the highest government. The eyes locked the latter through the dark sunglasses.
Obviously, some of the latter’s words have touched the bottom line of the strongest man in the highest government.

Is it wrong? They have the right to choose. The consequences of any choice are what they have to bear – or do we need to decide the final choice for this debate now?

In the face of Diddes, the thorns of the tower tower did not allow, even the smile full of sunshine, a touch of provocation.
The atmosphere that was originally tense, at this time, became a touch-up -
"and many more!"
The sacred tower tower owner, Blanc, stood in the middle of the two men, blocking the possible battles. He sipped: "Lord Deides asks to calm down! Modred, you are the same!"
Diddes stopped and looked at the tower of the sacred object.
"I don't think I'm wrong!"
The thorn tower tower owner said this, but he also stopped.

I think we need to have a plan that has the best of both worlds – how about voting?

Blanc's headache looked at the situation that was not quite right, Modred said helplessly - for this state of Modred, Blanc had expected, but he still underestimated, in this Modred's 'Must Heart' in the state.
Killing Yeta is one of the few wishes of Modred.
Of course, more than one person has such a desire, but at this moment, Modred is undoubtedly the closest one, so he began to have a change.
However, such a change is obviously unacceptable to others.
Of course, there are also those who agree.
Almost at ~EbookFREE.me~ At this moment, the people in the forward line are instantly divided into three parties.
In favor.
Oppose.
And... neutral.
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