Swoosh!
The sound of arrows piercing through the air instantly arrived.
The archers were already at a loss in the clouds. Now that they heard Bishop Melk's shout, they immediately shot their arrows without hesitation.
However, they regretted it after one volley.
Faced with the threat of arrows, Zhang Fan naturally made the most normal reaction of an ordinary person. He raised the human shield in his hand.
Puff!
Blood splattered. The Viscount of Iron Castle immediately turned into a porcupine.
"Oh my god! What did we do? "
The knights immediately panicked. The soldiers were in an uproar.
"Spirit of Speech?"
The leader of the group, a middle-aged knight, stared at Bishop Melk as a word flashed through his mind.
Of course, he knew that among these clergymen, there were even specialized spells that could form spirits of speech and make the target completely obey their orders.
Besides, no matter what, it was too risky to rashly order the archers to shoot when the viscount was being held captive.
"Could it be that there's another reason behind this?"
Although the old knight thought so, he could only roar and charge towards Zhang Fan.
No matter what, the other party and Bishop Melk were the main people responsible for the Viscount's death. None of them could be spared!
"Dead?"
Zhang Fan retreated as he fought, his expression filled with disbelief, "That should be their lord, right? Could it be that the people of the West are all so unyielding? "
However, he did not have the time to think too much, because in the next moment, a knight clad in iron armor launched a terrifying charge at him.
Bang!
Man and horse as one, metal armor, and Transcendent, the power of this charge was clearly not something Zhang Fan could withstand.
With just a slight contact, the ship owner who focused too much on technique was sent flying. The flexible sword in his hand fell to the ground.
"You shall be judged!"
On the other side, a few priests worked together and subdued the arcane master.
"What are you waiting for? Immediately occupy this ship, do not let anyone leave!"
The old knight loudly ordered and looked towards Bishop Melk, "Now that the Viscount is dead, he is the first Viscount to be murdered since the founding of the kingdom! Lord Bishop, I'm afraid that before this matter is fully investigated, none of us here can leave! "
"I know!"
Bishop Melk gestured with his hands and said piously, "Viscount Tielleburg sacrificed himself in a bloody battle with the heretics. His soul will be accepted by our Lord and go to the eternal kingdom!"
"Kill!"
Behind them, many soldiers who had already figured out the cause and effect and whose eyes were bloodshot pounced onto the treasured ship one after another …
…
The murder of a viscount was enough to send it to the king's desk, not to mention that it involved a bunch of heretics.
Not long after, Wu Ming, who was far away in the capital, received the news.
"A group of foreigners? Suspected of murdering the Viscount of Tielleburg? "
The current him naturally had a feeling. He was still unclear about the evolution of the universe, but the Seer Continent had undergone a tremendous change.
The original World's End disappeared and one or several larger worlds merged with it.
This group of people was obviously the first batch of outsiders.
"Interesting! How interesting! "
When Wu Ming saw the description of black hair and black eyes, as well as the description that he came from an ancient eastern country, a look of interest appeared on his face.
"Carlitan!"
He called out softly, and the leader of the night watchmen quietly appeared from the darkness, "What are your orders, my master?"
"Investigate the true cause of death of the Viscount of Tielleburg!"
Beside Wu Ming, there was more than one letter from Raven. Beside the official documents, there were several private letters describing the death of the Viscount of Fort Tiele, which made people feel that it was a deliberate manslaughter and silencing.
'Looks like … the recent series of measures taken against the Church are still a little too kind …'
When he thought of some of the diehards and resistance in the Church, a cold glint flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.
After thinking for a while, he ordered, "Everyone on that ship must be escorted to the capital. I want to interrogate them one by one!"
Obviously, the interrogation was fake. Obtaining first-hand information about the eastern continent and the empire above it was his real goal.
"Your will will be carried out!"
Carlitan bowed and retreated into the darkness.
…
What Wu Ming did not know was that the visitors of the Seer Continent were not just lost sailors from the east.
Buzz buzz!
On the west side of the continent, somewhere in the wilderness, the void distorted, and a translucent door appeared.
A white-robed, golden-haired, blue-eyed Oracle with snow-white wings slowly walked out of the portal and looked at the sky and land around him.
"According to the oracle … our world has expanded again, and new blood has been added!"
His face was handsome, and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. He was full of a divine aura.
"Now it seems that the new blood is this big island? There is a kingdom above it, ruled by a saint … "
A thoughtful look flashed across the oracle's face, "… Yes, we must investigate carefully and pass the news to the Lord."
…
Creak!
The prison carriage opened, and Zhang Fan, who looked dispirited, was dragged down from it.
Ever since that noble died in his hands, he knew that things were bad.
As expected, after a short period of chaos, the soldiers crazily captured his entire ship and locked them in the prison. Their daily meals were only rotten and hard black bread, barely enough to fill a rat's stomach. Zhang Fan estimated that he would definitely be hanged to death.
Even in his kingdom, assassinating nobles like ministers would be punished with capital punishment.
However, he did not expect that the other party did not immediately execute him. Instead, they were escorted into the prison carriage and continued on their journey.
At this moment, he finally knew the reason.
— — The Conquest King requested to bring them to the capital and personally judge them!
Alright, to be honest, even if he knew he could not escape the death penalty, it was still a good psychological comfort to be able to delay it for a bit.
However, after arriving at the capital, he could not help but marvel at the layout and planning, "To think that the western barbarians actually have such a magnificent capital city …"
"My lord …"
The arcane master beside him had two dark circles around his eyes, his eyes completely bloodshot, "Aren't you worried about our situation at all?"
As an arcane master on the ship, he had also received 'preferential treatment' from the prison wardens.
Because he was treated as a wizard, he was also treated as a wizard. Whenever he wanted to close his eyes and rest, a bucket of cold water would be splashed on his head. In short, he was not allowed to rest well.
This was because a wizard's spellcasting required a high degree of concentration. This method of forcibly disturbing them and not allowing them to rest had proven to be very effective.
In fact, dealing with arcane masters was really a lucky hit.
After not sleeping well for more than ten days, arcane masters did not even have the time to rest and replenish their magic power, not to mention casting spells.
Although with his pitiful rank, even if he recovered his spellcasting ability, it was still doubtful whether he could escape from the well-trained guards alone.
"If you really want to judge us, just bring us here!"
Zhang Fan spoke to arcane masters in his own kingdom's language. Then, he pouted and pointed at the huge escort team behind him, "Why capture everyone on the ship? It shouldn't be necessary to kill all of us … "
"Heavens … Could it be that these barbarians are going to sell us as slaves?"
Arcane master's teeth were already chattering.
He had also heard of the cruelty of some native tribes in Nanyang. Basically, the entire village or even the clan of the defeated would be sold as slaves, or even worse, become sacrifices for evil gods.
The heavens took pity on him. Although he was a little miserable in his homeland, he was a genuine arcane master! He did not want to become a barbarian's slave or a sacrifice or any other strange things.
"You are lucky. The treatment of prisoners like you is specially ordered by the higher-ups!"
For Zhang Fan, he did not have the chance to see the prosperity of the capital and was quickly thrown into prison.
The fat warden grumbled and brought him today's dinner — a few pieces of soft white bread and a small bowl of vegetable soup, emitting a rich fragrance.
For a prisoner, this kind of food was very luxurious.
Zhang Fan had a bad premonition, but he still wanted to be a full ghost even if he died, so he ate to his heart's content. Then, he was surprised to find that no one came to interrogate him until nightfall.
Nightfall.
The moonlight outside was as calm as water.
"Moon of the Moon …"
Through the narrow iron window, Zhang Fan looked at the bright moonlight outside and suddenly prayed, "Please bless me to return home safely …"
"Moon of the Moon?"
At this time, a strange but unusually young voice came from outside the cell, "Is this the god you believe in?"
"You are …"
Zhang Fan vigilantly stepped back. Then he saw a man in a black cloak directly open the cell door and walk in.
"Good swordsmanship? But I don't have a good foundation for internal cultivation … "
Wu Ming opened his Third Eye, looked at the man's background, and immediately shook his head.
"Who are you?"
The feeling of being seen through made Zhang Fan's uneasiness intensify to the extreme, and he sternly asked.
Only now did he realize that the other party had used the same words as him.
"In fact, I still have to thank you!"
Wu Ming did not answer Zhang Fan's question, but smiled and said.
"Thank us?"
"Yes, thank you for taking the trouble to bring me the information of the world at the beginning!"
He instantly stepped forward and put his palm on Zhang Fan's forehead.
Zhang Fan still wanted to resist, but after a little struggle, his eyes became dull, and he stood still.
"Although I can ask him slowly, how can it compare with me checking it out?"
Wu Ming murmured, and a great power was mobilized. Zhang Fan's life, and all the memories since he was born, appeared in front of him in detail.
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