Vol 4 Chapter 183: Boiling fine wine (Part 1)

Put the guard with the broken neck on the ground, and the black wizard who broke into the attic from the eaves finally infiltrated the mansion.
The recitation sounds like a Sunday through the dome, and there was a harmonious harmony and prayer, and the floor underneath was shaking, making Loren, who had just entered, almost think he was realized.
carol? prayer?
If it were n’t for the dilapidated walls outside, and there were guards patrolling the outer three floors, the dark wizard would even think that he had infiltrated a cathedral of the Holy Cross Church.
In the "grand cleansing" of the Second Generation Church Tribunal and the vows that the knights had "sword missionary" in the past hundreds of years, even the villages have been filled with churches. Today, evil gods dormant and minions can still see such "religious" pagans today. It's really a weird thing.
Although guards are scattered around the mansion, the black wizard is still as cautious as possible, but there is really no sense of tension to "dive into the enemy camp"-from the attic to the lower level, the guards encountered are not even ten people, and the guard is lax. The degree is almost the same as the display.
Is it because they are too confident in their disguise, or say something is happening ... Loren hopes to be the former, but tells him that it should be the latter.
The sound of prayer came from the lobby on the ground floor ... no matter what kind, as long as you enter the lobby, it will be clear at a glance.
Leaning behind the corner of the corridor, leisurely footsteps came from far away; just as the fire approached, the black wizard hooked his neck and covered his mouth and nose with his right hand; the struggling guard had not pulled out his weapon, Suddenly out of balance at the feet, the whole person was put on the ground.
"Snapped!"
Steady to catch the torch that the other party just missed, Loren, expressionless, walked to the corridor and looked up.
The hall is already in sight.
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"... we are so small and vulnerable!"
A loud and heavy voice echoed in the hall, with hundreds of fanatic gazes beneath it, staring at the generous and dancing figure standing on the main altar directly in front of the hall.
"Death, famine, natural disasters, plague ... in the face of these irresistible forces, in front of the devil and the evil god, we are too small and too fragile, and the weak are indistinguishable from the ants!"
"Then the priests of the Holy Cross came and they told us that these are the hardships that people who do not believe in God should suffer. These are the punishments of the Holy Cross for our lack of piety!"
"We believe ... but these disasters are still not far away from us;"
"So the priests began to whisper again, all this is the experience of the Holy Cross, it is the process of testing our piety, only those who serve God wholeheartedly can be glorified in the Kingdom of God."
"We ... once again believed the gibberish of this group of people!"
"We forgot that the ancestors of the ancient kingdom also faced these sufferings and were as vulnerable and small as ours; but at that time they did not evade all this, they did not pretend to just abandon their history, traditions and beliefs, You will never have to face all this again! "
"This ... is the beginning of our cowardice, and this is how ancient Byrne declined!"
"And we ... should, like our ancestors, follow the iron rider of the goddess of war, Brunhild, and hold our destiny in our own hands!"
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The ferocious words rang through the dome, and the black wizard standing on the promenade on the second floor could clearly feel the restless atmosphere below, even if this group of people immediately revolted and declared the overthrow of the Holy Cross Church, no one would be surprised. .
Squatting in the corner of the promenade, the black wizard frowned and looked at the footprints next to him ... exactly the same as the one encountered in the remains of the evil god.
The other party has come in, and is in front of himself.
A deafening voice echoed around him, and Loren silently pulled out the "bright silver" around his waist, gazing at every corner around him.
He did not use "spiritual vision" for investigation ... regardless of whether the other party is what he thought, the instantaneous void reaction of using the high-order curse will reveal his position and identity, which is simply not worth the loss.
Wait, wait again.
Looking at the hundreds of "crazy believers" under the promenade, and the madman on the main altar, the dark wizard suddenly moved.
It seems that Gaspar didn't participate in it ... Or he already noticed that he was betrayed, so he didn't appear here?
The right hand holding the hilt kept rubbing, and the tension in the body kept the palm sweating.
Maybe the other party also showed himself, maybe this footprint was the trap he deliberately stayed to lead himself to hook ... Whether or not, the other party must be somewhere in this hall at this moment.
Suppressing his breathing, his hands and feet were tight while Loren tried to make his heart beat as smooth as possible, but his eyes looked more and more diligent ... As if there were another pair of eyes in the dark hiding in the corner, staring at himself from behind .
What is the other party waiting for?
Should I continue to wait? !
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"They, scold us as evil, heretics ... are the devil wandering in the shadows, the demon that will turn this world into purgatory at any time!"
"They are right, we are their demons!"
"Destroy our history, destroy the beliefs of our ancestors, and use the horror of the Holy Cross to intoxicate our people into the world after death, instead of paying attention to the happiness of this life and this life, and putting countless wealth into the ridiculous church. Go, let them one by one! "
"Gold coins fall into the atonement box, and a soul will ascend into the kingdom of heaven ... This is the original words of the priests. Isn't the Holy Cross dissatisfied with the wealth of the kingdom of heaven? Are you still hungry for the world's fields and gold?"
"This kind of faith needs to be destroyed, such a church needs to be overthrown!"
"We are no longer us in the past ... we were also confused, but now we are awake by the beliefs of our ancestors; we will follow the iron ride of Brunnhilde and become her apostle to spread the gospel!"
"Church members, robes, hold on to this last fire ... tonight, we will surely ignite the fire that dispels darkness, and the Red Blood Castle will become a lighthouse that illuminates the entire Bain! In the near future, the thirteen knights The knight kingdom under his command will surely rise again, and join hands with Boye ’s hussars to rebuild the hegemony belonging to Byrne! "
"The followers of Holy Cross scolded Baine's wine as depraved. Of course they didn't know that the boiled syrup was flowing in the body of our Baine, the battlefield of fighting, that was the feast of the Baine Knights! "
"Beauty wine is blood--! Wine is blood--! Wine is blood--! Wine is blood--!"
The crowd in the hall has turned into a sea of ​​fanatical hustle and bustle, and the "crazy believers" in their robes blushed their necks with exposed green muscles, their eyes were scarlet, and they screamed the proverbial slogan frantically.
"This--! It's the wine that Goddess Brenhild has given us!"
On the main altar, "crazy fans" suddenly raised a wine glass filled with bright red liquid, bloodshot eyes staring at everyone around them:
"Drink it, and we will become Brunelhild's apostles in the world, gain immortality and spread the gospel of Brunnhild to the thirteen territory of Byrne!"
"Today, right here, at this moment, we will break the shackles of the Holy Cross, let the land of our hometown be bathed in the sun again, and become the hot land of the Bayerns again!"
As his words fell, the wine glass in his hand was immediately raised high and he was eager to drink.
The next second, two shadows fell from the sky at the same time!
"clang--!!!!"
The golden cup fell to the ground ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The bright red blood was poured on the head of the "Mad Devotee", and the decayed body twitched and collapsed to the ground.
The fanatics who had not yet responded from the shock were a horrified noise, a mess in the hall.
In the air, the gray-blue swordmans and the dappled long sword collided, and the sparks of the collision even flashed faintly, splashing towards the surroundings;
Through the sword mansions, the black wizard finally saw the figure in front of him, and the pair of eyes that were always serious and indifferent, and could not see a touch of emotion. Those pairs that once would rather die together would kill their own eyes.
"why you?!"...

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