On the Seven Towers

Lorenzo asked, "What do other people in the temple think about this?"

Ma Qin said, "The rabbit dies and the fox mourns. I heard that many people were frightened by such means, and they handed over their evidence of problems and then joined Miriana."

Lorenzo said, "The words you say are really hard to understand. You mean that most people now join her because of fear, right?"

"You can say that. But it's hard to say how sincere they are." Ma Qin touched his mustache and said, "There must be many people who are dissatisfied. Maybe these people can be used by us."

Lorenzo looked at Ganuo and asked, "Do you have any reliable friends in the temple here?"

"The last high priest here is an old friend of my father. Several years ago, I came here to study and did know some people. But I haven't been in contact for many years. I don't know what their situation is now." Ganuo said.

"Then go and talk to them." Lorenzo said.

"I don't have any faith now, I'm afraid I can't get along with them." Ganuo said, his tone seemed to be stubborn and resentful.

"Don't you believe in the God of Nature anymore?" Kalanda asked.

"Of course. Those bastards in the City of Gods have always claimed to represent the will of God, but what have they done since they came? I saw with my own eyes that my teacher's body was punched with a big hole by them, and my father and others also disappeared. The most loyal guards of God treated us like this, how much hope can I have for the gods? I used to believe that the God of Nature can make the world more stable and beautiful. The Temple of Nature is a neutral force that balances human society, which can make those greedy kings and nobles more law-abiding and not create disasters in the world. But now all my expectations of him are shattered." Ganuo said a lot in one breath, and felt that he had said all the words he had been holding back. He thought that he would feel guilty for saying that he would no longer worship God. But now he said so much in one breath, not only did he not feel that way, but he also felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

"Maybe your friends in the past will feel the same as you?" Kalanda said.

"This..." Ganuo was stunned.

"Isn't it? They are probably experiencing the same disillusionment these days?" Lorenzo stood up and walked over to pat his shoulder and said.

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Borlando is a senior priest of this temple. He was originally the assistant of the chief priest of the temple. However, after the chief priest surrendered to Millianna, he still did not gain her trust. Instead, Millianna found a reason to lock him up. Because he was familiar with various affairs in the temple, Millianna chose him to do various chores by her side.

Borlando has been walking on thin ice these days. He saw with his own eyes how his companions were knocked down or even executed without any resistance in the face of absolute force.

He took the initiative to hand over a villa near the temple outside the city for Millianna's daily use, and also contributed a lot of magic supplies he had accumulated. He was also available at any time to do things and work hard, just hoping that the moody Millianna would let him go.

But yesterday the Shadow Group was purged again. The person in charge, Valerino, died strangely, and his captains were all found to have various problems. Some were arrested, and some escaped. Borlando didn't know when this knife would fall on his head.

That evening, he returned home alone from the temple outside the city. After giving up his villa, he lived in a two-story building in the civilian area of ​​the city. Recently, he didn't even bring guards, because there were also complicated relationships between these temple knights. He was afraid that he would accidentally get into trouble because of a guard's connection with a traitor who was identified.

When Borlando walked into the alley in front of his house, he found that the alley was empty and there was a mysterious atmosphere, which made him feel very uneasy.

He took a step forward and stopped stiffly. He wanted to retract his foot and run out of the alley. But he felt a breeze blowing beside him. A hand pressed his shoulder.

After the person pressed, Borlando felt that he couldn't use all his skills. Not to mention magic, he couldn't even make a spark. He knew that he had offended a master with unfathomable strength.

"Don't move, don't be nervous. I'm here to talk to you."

Borlando raised his hands. He knew that he was a high-level and could do nothing in front of such strength.

The man turned to Borlando and smiled. Borlando felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar. He said, "Aren't you..."

"Shh, don't talk, we can go to your room and have a good chat." The young man was naturally Garno. He turned around, naturally put his arm around Borlando's shoulder, and walked towards the door of their house.

Pushing the door into the house and closing it, Borlando immediately whispered, "Mr. Garno, why are you here?"

Garno put down his hand on his shoulder and said, "I'm here to talk to you."

He wandered around the room by himself. This house was just a spare house for Borlando in the city, but the furnishings inside were still very good. Ganuo even saw a lot of high-end furniture and objects produced by the Tower of China. For example, the big clock and crystal recorder that are indispensable in aristocratic families now, as well as various decorative ceramic plates, bottles and glassware. He roughly estimated that the furnishings in the house are several times more valuable than the house itself.

Only the homes of priests who are in the southern city-states and those business companies can be like this. If they are in the kingdoms and empires in the north, such a luxurious life, even if it is not punished by the superior priests, is not in line with the simple style of the Temple of Nature, and will cause all kinds of trouble.

However, Ganuo, who originally looked down on such people, did not have any bad feelings towards Borlando in his heart. Instead, he felt quite satisfied. If he was really a fanatic of the God of Nature, then there was nothing to say.

Borlando watched Ganuo sway into the living room from the door and hurried in. He knew that the man in front of him might be able to kill him with one finger. So he asked cautiously: "Sir, I heard some bad news before. It seems that your father and Priest Roland are in trouble?"

"Yes. That's why I am here."

"No, sir, someone must be chasing you now? This place is controlled by the saints of the city of gods. It will be very dangerous if you show up here. Why don't you find a place to hide first?"