Medieval Aurora: The Rise of the Dragon

Chapter 88 Prepare to freeze hands
"Marienburg Democratic Reform Association? The minority obeys the majority? The ever-changing devil? Keeper of secrets?" After Lin Qi revealed the purpose of the Democratic Association and the real planner of this conspiracy, Walter fell into thinking with a complicated expression.

He turned to look at the Holy Grail Knight next to him, "But as far as I know, the man behind the spread of corruption in Marienburg is an evil sect from the north of the empire named after the Aesthetic Society, the Emerald Scepter, in I've never heard anyone mention the Democratic Council before."

Aesthetic society.Lin Qi is also aware of this problem. The cooperation between the two big demons made him subconsciously think that the leadership between the two should be the same. Democracy will be active at the lower level, while the Aesthetic Society will corrupt the upper level.

But why did democracy block the news of its own existence?I'm afraid there is an error in such a guess.

"Now that we know what the rules are, we should act immediately." After sorting out the clues of a lot of information, Walter gave his own response.

The resolute chief archbishop seemed to have his own plan, his eyes shone with awe-inspiring light, and the majesty of the once all-powerful agent of Mannan returned to him.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Qi asked.

"You just said that Marienburg now has its own will, and it will determine its own ownership according to the principle of the minority obeying the majority. Then, all you need to do is turn the majority into a minority."

Long Zi frowned, realizing that the old patriarch's method of turning the majority into a minority might be extremely drastic.

Fanatical believers tend to naturally imitate the behavior style of their own gods, but Mannan has never been a magnanimous and thoughtful god, and those who offend him will bear the wrath of the storm, without exception.

"A group of weak-willed, unbelieving people have betrayed God's permission to live, so it's useless to keep their lives." Under such circumstances, his plan is to use his powerful military power to suppress every cultist who dares to approach Chaos.

Lin Qi shook his head. He clearly understood what the fate of a bloody suppression would be. The fighting and blood gathered together, especially in such a semi-enclosed space, would eventually attract the eyes of another Chaos Evil God.

At that time, if another bloodthirsty maniac comes along, it will really be a carrot meeting—a gathering of heroes.

And this time, Lin Qi is ready to win the war in his own way.

"I have a plan, first you have to gather people from other churches in the temple area, and then"

The chief archbishop of Mannan listened carefully to the plan from the Holy Grail Knight. His expression changed from thoughtful to puzzled, then from puzzled to suddenly realized, and then turned into a daze again. It is hard to imagine how shocking he heard. remarks.

"If you do this, how do you ensure that the people of the whole city can participate in this matter?" Walter couldn't restrain his doubts.

"Leave this to me to solve."

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Devis Odinga was walking through the streets and alleys in the northern part of Fort Marien. The parade crowd had already passed the intersection, and the few remaining pedestrians were mostly in a hurry, rushing their way nervously.

No one paid attention to the wandering figure of the knight-errant.

He was looking, looking for a person, an organization.An organization that doesn't have an official name, but can only be described with a paragraph of nonsense.

"Brother Gerry? Never heard of it, what, Brother Gerry and his friends? Never heard of it. Man—take my advice, you never heard of it either."

Someone had called them many names, the Gerry Gang, the Thieves' Guild, or—the Brotherhood.

It's just that no one has ever heard them admit it in person, and those who have been lucky enough to face them are now unable to testify for the world.

Odinga carried three heavy planks on his back, which were the key to his task.

The Bretonnian youths who were still staying in Marienburg had basically dispersed to various neighborhoods. They were looking for hotels or trading places that might become Brotherhood strongholds in the alleys. Finally, a well-informed trader found out the target. .

Devis Odinga immediately rushed from the river wharf area to the storefront called the Red Rooster Inn, for which he needed to take a boat and cross six bridges.In the end, he found this signboard in the middle of the inner bank of Golden Harbor, next to the Onion Canal.

This is a real old establishment, the current owner has been in the shop for 30 years and the inn building is about two centuries old.

It is a large single storey building made of a mix of stone and wood.Guests walk up a short flight of steps and through a few doors to the hotel's main room, where the bar is located in the central horseshoe-shaped building.

The person I am looking for, Defias Gree, is here.

As soon as he entered the gate of the hotel, he was hit on the shoulder by a panicked passerby. De Weiss turned slightly, grabbed the man's arm, twisted it lightly, and released it from his hand. Retrieve your coin purse.

"Hey! Fett, don't 'work' in my shop!" A chubby man stepped out of the house, and shouted at the thief caught by the ranger knight, shaking his fist.

The knight glanced at the boss who seemed a little nervous, let go of his hand, and slammed Feite's calf with his scabbard.

"It's a lesson."

Realizing that he had kicked the iron plate, the thief dared not even look at him, and quickly limped away.

The strong man shrugged and stretched out his left hand, "Donat Toursveld, owner of the Red Rooster Inn."

De Weiss nodded, did not choose to shake hands, but asked directly:
"Where is Defias Gree sitting?" He seemed very sure that his target was inside.

In fact, it is true.Donat raised his chin, "The one with the red hair is in the corner with the left hand against the wall."

The ranger knight was a little surprised. He thought it would take a lot of trouble to get the answer, but he didn't expect the other party to answer so happily.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. Whether you're making trouble with him or doing business with him, it's up to him to settle the matter anyway. Just don't smash up my store." Donat squeezed hard on his fleshy face. Show your innocent little eyes.

De Weiss had already walked into the bar. In the not-too-large space, there was indeed a red-haired young man sitting in the corner, folding cards boredly.

He went to the table and pulled out another chair.

"Is there someone to introduce?" Defias saw someone coming to the door, but still behaved casually, and asked routinely. "Business or revenge?"

"My boss is looking for someone to do a big deal, Perched Pelican, and Ishmael sent me here to find you."

The red-haired boy immediately sat up straight and blew a whistle.

"Wow dude, are you really a knight?"

"Ah."

"I believe your boss must be a big shot. Let an official knight run errands for him, tsk tsk. But I can't decide now, you have to wait for me for a while, I will find someone to talk to you."

Davis frowned, "I'm short on time."

"Then there's nothing I can do. I don't know where my brother went to play cards. Recently, he bought a set of cards from the Great Expedition, and he was very fascinated."

The ranger knight was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it. Instead, he stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, someone said a word to him behind his back.

"Perhaps you could talk to me? About the deal?"

De Weiss turned his head, it was a handsome gentleman, and the hotel owner was standing behind him, rubbing his hands flatteringly, like a fat fly ready to eat at any time.

"who are you?"

"Me? You can call me Delbe."

Ahhh, the Ranger Knight now knows who this is in front of him, the chief boss of the League of Gentlemen, a real underground businessman.

"Then let's talk."

(End of this chapter)