Release that Witch

Two weeks later, when the midsummer month was coming to an end, Roland finally arrived at Hermes.

The North garrison and the witches greeted him at the gate of the Holy City. In addition, he saw a little nun in the ranks wearing a church-style black robe.

Although Roland has learned from the lightning mouth that the church’s high-level collectives have disappeared, when they walked into the empty plateau fortress, they still couldn’t believe that the expected war was not happening, whether it was a witch or a new type of persecution. The guns failed to come in handy. Although this result is no better, there is always a feeling of punching on cotton.

It was a very correct choice to bring Isabella before the expedition. According to the report from the Eagle Face and Ai Gesha, it was this predecessor who was aware of the anomaly of the church and after properly disposing of the orphans in the monastery, The Northern Army proposed a proposal to go deep into the investigation of the holy city of Hermes.

The result is surprising. The big cities have already gone to the sky, leaving only the residents in the outer city who have not been able to move to maintain the illusion that the church still exists. In fact, they are not clear about what happened in the inner city, only to hear that the church is preparing for the final battle.

Afterwards, the nuns who were united by Isabella quickly entered Hermes. Under the circumstance of these people, the signs of escape gradually eased, and at least the fugitive battalions in the direction of the wolf and the winter never appeared. After all, the abandonment of the holy city is simply too dramatic, and the blow to the church's reputation is almost devastating. Compared with those who leave without saying goodbye, the nun who took the initiative to restore order is more like a successor to the church.

"How did this happen?" Because the letter could not be written in too detailed, the first thing after Roland entered the holy city was to ask about the whereabouts of the remnants of the church. "There are thousands of people in the inner city. Is it true?" Do they need to pass through the outer wall when they leave the plateau?"

“There are many natural tunnels under Hermes, some of which can pass through the walls of the Holy City from the ground. If they are evacuated in batches, they can really make the residents of the outer city unconscious.” Isabella explained "They were designed to be used once at the time of construction, and they only went out, and I checked several tunnel entrances and found that they were all destroyed."

"Where are those tunnels going?"

"Only the people who have passed know," she shook her head. "If the escape is planned in advance, it will be difficult to trace their whereabouts after a month and a half."

So the church is going to cut the tail to save lives, so that the picture is coming back? Roland can't help but frown. The problem is that giving up the holy city is equivalent to losing the basic disk, not as simple as cutting the tail, and its losses are even worse than broken. They are so confident that they can rediscover a base against the Grey Fortress? Still intending to turn it into zero, harassing his territory in batches? He felt a headache when he thought about the group of fanatics in the next few years.

Probably seeing his thoughts, Isabella smiled. "You don't have to worry about the church anymore, they won't come back."

Roland groaned, "Why do you say that?"

"They left a messenger," the other replied.

......

In a small church in the northern part of the Holy City, Roland saw the messenger in Isabella's mouth.

It was a white-haired old man dressed in a brand new red-brown priest robes, holding a thick book in his arms and walking out under the guard's shackles.

Despite his faltering steps, he still looked up, as if he didn't want to lose to anyone in the momentum. He first glanced at Isabella coldly, and then looked at Roland. "You are the king of the Grey Fort, Roland Wimbledon?"

"it's me."

"It’s gray and gray, and it’s really like your father,” the old man said slowly. “My name is Jacob, the high priest of the Holy City. If you follow the secular division, it’s probably the same as the Duke... Of course, I There is no corresponding seal and no need for so many servants."

"I heard that you insisted on waiting for me here?" Roland shrugged. "Why, those people didn't bring you when they sneaked?"

"I want to stay." He looked solemn, as if he was telling the last words. "I am old, I can't run... I can live without it for a few years. I have been to a new life. It is better to be buried with the city."

"New life?" Roland quickly caught the key words in the other party's words.

"Yes, all the responsibility is removed, only for the rest of life." Jacob's voice brought a sarcasm. "You won, the king sire, if this is the result you want to see, the church will not It’s against you, the city will be handed over to you, and you will soon take over our nightmare.”

"Oh?" Roland couldn't help.

"Do you think we should be on the plateau where there is nothing?" He raised the volume. "Look at the good things you do, human beings will perish because of you!"

"Yes, you are too serious to say, this pot I can not back." Hearing this, Roland probably understood the intention of the high priest. The church really did not want to let it comfortably take the holy city, even if it was essentially unable to stop, it must be a spiritual scorpion. This hand has been played before the decisive battle, but the original intention is completely different. If he is a person who knows nothing about the battle of God, then he will be surprised when he knows that the devil will soon destroy the human race. Let's not close your mouth. If you add more oil and vinegar, and put the classic black pot of "human destruction is your fault" on your head, its lethality is no less than spiritual pollution.

"Pot? Oh... gibberish, do you think I am joking? The young king is kneeling, it seems that the pure adult does not tell you the truth of the matter." Jacob slammed the Isabe meaningfully. La, "The church shoulders an unimaginable task, and this matter is only known to a few high-level people. You don't understand what kind of enemy we are preparing to face in the past few hundred years. Now you ruin it all, naturally you have to Bear the consequences, even if you don’t want it, when fate comes to the human head, all you can do is helplessly accept, then watch your kingdom turn into a sea of ​​fire!"

It seems that this guy not only wants to launch a mental attack, but also finds the opportunity to provoke his relationship with Isabella, but unfortunately he has read the wrong person and the wrong form... Roland looks at the old priest in righteousness, in his mind. Can not help but come up with a sentence of life as a play, relying on acting skills.

"You can't believe me, but the facts are beyond doubt." After Jacob said, he took a sigh of relief and spread out the books in his arms. "This is the Holy Scriptures of the church. You will see it later." Understand what stupid things you have done! We... No, it should be said that the real enemy of mankind is"

"Devil, right?" Roland interrupted him casually. "The church built the holy city here not to resist the evil beast, but the stone veins in the mountains. There is a secret mechanism under the cathedral for mining **** stones and transformation. God is punished, this is the core of the church. Of course, I don't know if you know this. After all, the conversion ceremony can only be in the hands of the pope. Do you still want to say the war of gods or the smile of the gods? For over 400 years A reincarnation of war is not a new news. The devil is not a ghost without a shadow. In fact, I have dealt with them early. So... what else do you want to say?"

"You and me" Jacob was stunned at this time. He grew his mouth, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. It looked like he would be closed at any time. After a while, he trembled to Isabella. "It's you..."

The latter shook his head gently. "These are not told by me. From the beginning, he knows more than we expected. You are too young to watch him... or we all look down. He."

"Since you have finished, it's time for me to turn," Roland sneered.