Our family is in decline

The man reacted immediately when he heard that he could live. The strong joy washed away the fear on his face, and he couldn't help but get up and kneel down to Lance.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you..."

"But I need you to identify the infidels."

As soon as he said this, the man was stunned, and his ecstatic expression suddenly collapsed.

Doesn’t this still mean tying yourself to the stake?

"I don't need you to go to the church. As long as you tell the truth, I can not pursue the matter of your dealings with heretics, or I can kill you directly here. You choose one."

Although Lance said this, he did not have a discussion attitude and resumed the reloading that he stopped just now.

The man knew that he had no choice at all, so he dared to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

After simply tidying up, he took the tied man and quickly caught up with the large army in front.

"Sir, is there something wrong?" Leonard noticed the man. This was a very abnormal situation. He knew the lord's habits and generally would not keep prisoners unless something went wrong.

"Pagan~"

Lance slowly said one word, and Leonard immediately understood something.

Disma briefly explained to him the situation he was facing now. To put it simply, the town in front of him had been corrupted by paganism, and he didn't know how many people had become pagans.

As a crusader of the Church of Light, Leonard hated these pagans deeply. After understanding the nature of religion, he became more aware of the harm of these unrestricted paganisms to ordinary people, and became even more disgusted.

"Then what should we do now? It's hard for people like us to do anything. Or we can rush to Owendo to inform the church there."

Although Leonard wanted to kill those heretics, he also understood the current situation and did not know how corrupt the town was. If most people degenerated into heretics, it would be difficult for him to fight against the people on his side.

The safest way is to find the church and let them handle it. This is also the way most people in the empire deal with paganism. It is an inertial thinking.

“What will the church do if it finds heretics?”

Lance asked with great interest, but Leonard suddenly realized something. He hesitated for a while and then said: "Initiate a conscription in the surrounding area, summon nearby lords and believers to form an army to eliminate the heretics."

"So why do you think those people answered the call? And how many people can survive in the town after the trial?"

Lance asked with a smile. Seeing the mocking smile on his face, it was obvious what he meant.

The religious trials struck hard, even too hard.

Why are those people so eager to join the church call?

Because that's a reasonable excuse to plunder. As long as they can grab it, it's theirs. Of course they are enthusiastic.

Of course, we do not rule out warriors who really fight for the Holy Light like Leonard did when he was young, but this does not affect the killings they will cause to satisfy their own psychology.

The church only wanted to clear out the pagan forces, and the armed forces that were called in wanted to plunder, so the two hit it off.

But what about the residents of the town?

They had already suffered from paganism, and they thought they were waiting for hope, but they never thought that they would be involved in the war inexplicably, and their families would be destroyed.

Those who grabbed the things and went back would loudly praise the church and eliminate the evil blasphemers themselves. Only the innocent townspeople were hurt, and those people might not even know that they were heretics until they died.

Leonard reflected on what the church had done, and he understood the lord's painstaking efforts. To a certain extent, the church was no different from paganism, it was just a matter of great righteousness.

In fact, what Lance is more concerned about is that the pagan affairs cannot be discovered by the church, otherwise they will attract the attention of the church. Once the church takes this opportunity to expand its reputation in the territory, it is likely that his work will be in vain, at least when he has accumulated a certain amount of strength. extent previously hidden.

"Then what should we do now?" Disma did not have this kind of thinking and had never been in the church. Naturally, he did not know that there was so much information in the words of the two people. He was just eager to know how to deal with the current situation.

"This is simple. This is my territory. We cannot allow them to operate, so we must find a way to get rid of the heretic organizations in the town, but the action cannot be expanded. The heretics must be eliminated accurately without causing chaos."

With that, Lance ordered to go down.

"Leonard, you will lead the team to the camp of the horse bandits, while Disma and I will take that guy to the town to identify people. The first step is to identify all the cult members."

Under the leadership of the man, the team quickly found the camp left by the slave-catching team.

They would not be caught and often relied on the mobility of horses to commit crimes, so they did not have a fixed camp, only temporary camps for their stay, which were actually just simple tents.

Lance went in and rummaged around and found that there wasn't much. Instead, he found a lot of coins when cleaning up the loot. It seemed that they had made a lot of money through human trafficking.

"Can you tell me more about how those guys usually communicate with you?"

The three of them gathered in the tent to interrogate the prisoners. The man knew everything and talked about everything in order to survive, but he was just a gangster. Usually, it was the leader who dealt with the cultists. He didn't know the details very well. He was just responsible for arresting them. people.

"Damn it! What's the use of you?" Disma cursed and pulled out his dagger, pretending to chop it down.

"I remembered! I can take you to find her. Yesterday's goods are still in our hands." The man struggled and shouted, quickly pouring out the chips he had hidden to obtain more conditions.

"Dishonest~" Lance glanced at him lightly, "Give him some color."

"Yes!" Disma laughed ferociously. She had already disliked him. Even if she was once a bandit, she still looked down on these people who trafficked people.

"No! Don't!" The man struggled, but he was tied up and there was nothing he could do.

The next second, ferocious shouts rang out in the tent, and even the soldiers outside couldn't help but look over. They were all curious about what happened inside.

But the training requirements made them stick to their posts. They were just soldiers under the lord and did not need to know those unnecessary things.

The screams continued one after another, and it took a while for the sounds from the tent to gradually calm down.

But now Lance was sitting calmly in the tent. As for that guy, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and you could see big beads of sweat falling down his face.

Lance looked at the man's miserable condition without showing any pity.