Chapter 54 Evidence
In the royal capital, in the square in front of the church, daily prayers have ended and the cult is preparing to distribute free food to poor believers.

Even in the royal capital, there are many poor people living in poverty.

The soldiers on duty around looked at the scene with expressionless faces.

The number of soldiers on duty around the church is increasing day by day, and occasionally there are some minor frictions with the priests of the church.

Those great nobles were thinking every day about how to drive the church out of the kingdom's sphere of influence.

Every time the church does charity, it saves some poor and destitute people. Many of them get through difficult times and work hard to earn money to support their families.

If there were no church, most of these people would have ended up as slaves of the great nobles, serving them until their death in a mine or manor.

The church has undoubtedly affected the interests of those nobles, especially now that the church seems to want to intervene in the kingdom's interest distribution system through the princess and want to get a bigger piece of the pie.

The nobles have been taking more and more actions against the church recently, and minor frictions in front of the church have become more frequent.

"Let's make the friction bigger this time."

After all, these believers are still subjects of the kingdom, not clergy of the church. The kingdom has the right to manage their subjects, and the church has no room to interfere.

"What are you all doing? Tell your people to stop."

The soldiers' actions continued, and the poor were driven out of the square, but the priests could do nothing about it.

He waited for the ordinary believers to gradually leave. Among these believers, there were some small merchants and nobles. In order to avoid more trouble, he would usually wait until they left before provoking friction.

He didn't dare to cause trouble directly to the clergy of the Sun God Cult. These guys would really take action if they were provoked. His task was only to create some friction, not conflict.

The church still needs to consider its influence on the ruling classes of several neighboring kingdoms. Taking action against the kingdom’s army would be seen as a signal, and many countries would interpret it as the church beginning to try to use force to interfere with their operations, which would affect the church’s missionary work in the surrounding areas.

"What are you going to do?"

"what!"

"Clear the area, start clearing the area!"

As an important supporter of the king, Earl Fleming had the power to drive out or even kill some of the poor in the kingdom.

"That won't do. Earl Fleming is expected to pass by here during his trip, and we can't let these lowly people catch the earl's eye."

Blood stained the ground red, and the soldiers pushed down a hungry pregnant woman who was bleeding profusely.

The soldiers waved their shields and spears, pushing away the poor people who were waiting for their only meal of the day, and drove them out of the square in front of the church like rats.

They rushed to the outskirts of the square, stood in front of the commander who was directing the soldiers to drive out the poor, and pushed him away.

This instantly ignited the anger of the poor people around, and they surrounded the soldier. In fear, the soldier pointed his weapon at the poor people. Other soldiers also noticed this and rushed over, forming a shield wall to push the poor people away.

"Oh, oh, oh, dear priest, what do you mean?"

This was the order the commander of the soldiers on duty received.

The commander did not fight back, but just took two steps back, raised his hands, and looked at the clergyman who was rushing towards him with an innocent face.

All the ordinary believers finally left, leaving only the poor people queuing in the square to receive today's meals, when the commander's order sounded.

The priests seemed angry, but their actions were limited to condemnation.

Of course the church would not just stand there and watch, so several clergymen came forward.

The commander noticed that something was wrong.

Two priests had already rushed towards the pregnant woman lying on the ground and started to treat her, while the other stood in front of the commander.

The commander is a little panicked now, his orders are just to create some minor frictions, which are still within the scope of the rules of the game for both sides, but if things really get out of hand, he will not be able to take the responsibility.

The situation in the square was getting out of control. The poor had already begun to attack the shield wall formed by the soldiers. The commander wanted to push aside the priest who was blocking his way and go forward to control the situation. "It's about time."

On a building not far away, the pale-faced Viscount Carter looked through the window at the chaotic square not far away.

When Viscount Carter saw the commander anxiously reaching out to push the priest away, he reached out and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Pfft."

The commander looked at the priest who was slowly falling in front of him, his eyes filled with fear.

There was a huge bloody hole on the priest's chest, and it seemed that he was the one who caused the bloody hole.

Just as the commander reached out to push the priest, a scarlet light flashed on the badge on his chest, which was supposed to symbolize his identity as an officer of the city guard. Then, a blood-red arrow of light pierced the priest's heart.

The commander looked around blankly. The poor people broke through the shield wall formed by the soldiers. The soldiers waved their weapons in panic, and blood splattered in his vision.

On the upper floor not far from the square, a figure seemed to retreat quietly behind the window.

A priest not far away rushed towards him, with divine power flashing in his hands.

The commander's mind was blank. He didn't know what was going on and didn't know how to deal with the situation. In his confusion, the scene around him seemed to become blurry.

"No...not me."

In the end, he could only open his mouth blankly and squeeze out these words from his throat.

However, in the noisy and chaotic square, no one heard the commander's last words.

A beam of divine light hit him hard, blood spurted out, and the commander fell to the ground.

"It's finally time to start. Let's prepare the evidence."

Outside the square, in a dark small box, the familiar flew into a man's hands.

"Finally... I'm tired of waiting."

The man stood up and stood in the middle of the alley. Not long after, a hurried figure appeared in front of him.

The man was wrapped up tightly, trying to hide his body in the shadows all the time. Occasionally, when he was accidentally touched by the sun, he would cry out in pain. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he ran into the alley.

But soon, he saw the man standing in the middle of the alley.

"Viscount Carter, why do you condescend to come to a place like this?"

The man showed no intention of moving aside, and Viscount Carter realized that the man in front of him was an enemy.

Instead of slowing down, he sped up and rushed towards the man in the middle of the alley.

His current action was just a feint, his real purpose was to bypass the man from above. As a fifth-level blood heir, he was confident that he could escape from a seventh-level human.

"Goodbye."

Viscount Carter jumped high, and he seemed to have seen the man being left behind.

Then, the next moment, he felt a sharp pain on his face, as if he had hit something.

This was Viscount Carter’s final consciousness.

"The next step is to throw it into the palace."

The man put away the bloody chain hammer in his hand, carried Viscount Carter's body on his shoulders, and walked to the back of the alley, where a carriage had been waiting for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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