"Get out of the way!"
"Get out of the way!"
On the streets of Berlin, hundreds of Knights of Light completely surrounded a luxurious manor. At this moment, two knight captains were escorting a stooped old man in a black robe out of the manor.
The old man's black robe was dirty and stained with dark green and other strange colored potions. His silver-grey hair was messy and his head was lowered. On his withered arm, which was exposed under the robe, there was a black tattoo that looked like a poisonous snake. Under the sunlight, it was exceptionally eye-catching and frightening.
Outside the defensive line formed by a large number of knights, there was a large crowd of onlookers. When they saw the black-robed old man being taken out, someone immediately cried out in surprise and couldn't help but retreat.
The black robe was often worn by the Dark Disciples, although some adventurers also preferred to wear it.
But the black tattoo was the devil's symbol that everyone feared. It seemed that the pure black pattern itself represented disease, disaster, and death!
"Dark Disciple!"
"Kill him! Burn him! "
"Why are you keeping him alive? Burn him!!"
There was a burst of vague roars from the back of the crowd, but the people standing in the front row didn't say anything. It seemed that they were worried that the Dark Disciple would be angered and commit murder. Although there were a large number of Knights of Light around and they were under the sun, the shadow that the Dark Disciple had accumulated in their hearts all year round couldn't be dispelled.
Did the deepest darkness come from the heart?
The old man in a black robe lowered his head as if he didn't hear the screams and roars around him. He silently walked forward. There was a huge shackle on his ankle. With every step he took, the shackle rubbed against his ankle. There was already blood oozing from the shackle and sliding down the back of his foot, staining the ground. He was barefoot. With every step he took, he could feel the roughness of the earth and the thickness of the ground that was warmed by the sun.
How long had it been since he walked barefoot like this?
He slowly raised his head and looked ahead. He saw the Knights of Light at the defensive line holding hands and forming a circle. Outside the circle, there were countless unfamiliar faces looking at him with fear and anger.
Walking from one circle to another, it seemed that it was always out of reach!
His gaze continued to move upwards, looking at the fluttering white clouds in the sky. A gentle breeze blew, and he felt bursts of warmth, as well as a kind of relief.
"It will be over soon …" He thought silently in his heart, and a young face appeared in his mind. That was his grandson, and also his only remaining relative. His death would allow him to live. This seemed to be very fair.
Birth always seemed to be accompanied by death.
Death also meant a new life.
He was old, and he felt that it was worth it to exchange his aged body for his grandson's life.
After all, he was still a child. He still had many years to live.
"Behave yourselves," a knight captain berated.
The old man staggered two steps forward. The pain from the friction of the shackles made him grin slightly, but he endured it and did not cry out. After living for so many years, he was already used to pain.
Behind the old man and the two commanders, there were dozens of Knights of Light escorting more than a dozen people wearing strange black clothes. The style of these black clothes was strange but the people of the dark church could recognize them at a glance. They were the clothes of apprentices.
Soon, all of them were escorted to the street and knelt in a row.
The onlookers gradually became bolder as they saw the followers of the dark church being so obedient.
They roared in anger: "Burn them to death!"
"Burn these devils to death!"
A knight captain glanced at the crowd outside. He saw that the time was almost up, so he immediately called a knight to prepare for the execution!
"In the name of God, I sentence you!"
A Paladin came, holding a silver sword. He raised it high in the sky. The light shined on the blade of the sword. It was dazzling and reflected a rainbow halo. After reading the sentence, he walked in front of the old man: "Do you have anything else to say?"
The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "We pledge our lives to follow Lord Bryson!"
"Evil creature, damn you!" The Paladin roared as he suddenly waved his sword.
Puff!
The blade of the sword was exceptionally sharp. It instantly cut off the old man's head.
A huge head fell to the ground. Blood splashed on the people next to him. A young man who was kneeling next to him was pale. He fell to the ground and screamed in horror.
Immediately, a knight pressed down on his shoulder.
"Kill!"
"Kill them all!"
The shouts outside became even more ferocious.
The Paladin executed the sentence one by one. Heads fell to the ground one by one. The bloody scene made some women close their eyes in fear. They covered their eyes and retreated to the back of the crowd.
Soon, all of them were executed. The knight captain loudly said: "The followers of the dark church are conducting evil experiments here. They have all been executed. If you have any clues about the followers of the dark church, please report it to the Holy Church. The Holy Church will reward you handsomely!"
"Good!"
"The Holy Church shines brightly!"
A few voices shouted from the crowd.
The rest of the crowd immediately cheered. Waves of earth-shattering cheers could be heard.
The two knight captains looked at each other and ordered their subordinates to clean up the corpses on the ground. They also cleaned up the blood stains. Then, they left the crowd.
As they left, the crowd that gathered on the street also gradually dispersed. They only looked at the luxurious manor behind the pool of blood with awe and fear in their eyes. Everyone who lived on this street knew that the owner of this manor was the mansion of Commander Bryson of the military headquarters. Many people also heard the cry of the old man who was beheaded before he died.
"I can't believe that Commander Bryson actually colluded with the followers of the dark church!"
"And he even harbored the followers of the dark church to conduct experiments in his residence. Disgusting!"
"Shh, lower your voice. Don't let others hear you!"
The crowd gradually dispersed, whispering to each other.
Beside a carriage parked outside a high-class restaurant, a young noble casually looked in the direction of the luxurious manor. Beside him stood a delicate girl. She asked curiously, "Young Master, I heard from my father that the Church is going to arrest the Commander-in-Chief of the military this time. Is this true?"
The young man said indifferently: "Who cares if it's true or not? What does it have to do with us?"
"What if the Holy Church and the military started fighting? Wouldn't there be a war?"
"That has nothing to do with us nobles. Do you think they would dare to attack us?"
"That's true …"
"Let's go and eat your favorite foie gras with plum juice."
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"Commander Bryson, we believe in your innocence. There must be something fishy about this matter." Saint Lorenza looked at the flustered and exasperated Bryson and comforted him.
Bryson glanced at him. His heart was filled with anger. He thought, 'Maybe you colluded with the Holy Church to frame me. You want to use the Holy Church to get rid of me. Stupid!'
When the others heard Saint Lorenza's words, they immediately knew that this time the military must protect Commander Bryson. They didn't dare to show any strange expressions. However, they couldn't help but curse in their hearts. 'Only you dare to say that the Holy Church colluded with the followers of the dark church to frame you. Who would believe that!'
"Since the Holy Church doesn't care about the reputation of our military, we don't need to talk to them anymore. Let's see the truth with our fists!" Saint Lorenza looked at the people present and said, "Commander Bryson would never collude with the followers of the dark church. The Holy Church is clearly trying to humiliate our military. We must make the Holy Church apologize for this matter. Since they have the so-called evidence to force us to submit, we can only beat them into submission and then discuss with them."
The generals looked at each other. They didn't expect that although he was old, his courage was still the same. When he was young, he was nicknamed the Golden Lion. This showed how irritable he was!
"I agree with the commander. This battle is unavoidable!"
"The Holy Church investigated the evidence and made a decision without discussing with us in advance. Once we give in, we will never be able to face anyone again!"
"We must make the Holy Church apologize!"
"That's right!"
Everyone agreed.
Bryson was stunned. There was a trace of tears in his eyes. He stood up and held Saint Lorenza's hands. His heart was filled with guilt and gratitude. "Thank you. Thank you for trusting me!"
"We are old comrades. Don't mention it." Saint Lorenza smiled.
Bryson's heart was stirred. Indeed, he and Saint Lorenza were comrades who went through life and death situations together. Later, they both made contributions and became commanders. For so many years, they competed for power and plotted against each other. But he didn't expect that in this life and death situation, the most reliable person was the 'enemy' who they had fought against in the past.
"Richelieu and the Great Light King are waiting outside. Should we capture them first?" A general asked.
Saint Lorenza's eyes flickered. "We can't attack directly. Otherwise, even if we win, the people will think that we forced the Holy Church to admit their mistakes. Not only do we have to fight, but we also have to fight on the side of innocence!"
The generals were excited and looked at him curiously.
Saint Lorenza glanced at the crowd and immediately whispered his plan.
After listening to his words, the entire place fell into a brief silence. Everyone looked at each other with admiration on their faces.
"Commander is wise!"
"This is a brilliant plan!"
"This time, we will make the Holy Church's teeth break!"
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