Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

St. Peter's Basilica, the legendary place where Saint Peter once resided.

Archbishop John Hadley, a nationally renowned clergyman and faithful servant of the Lord.

He is a loyal believer in the classical sect, advocating simplicity, retro, piety and nobility.

Even the most cunning noble must acknowledge the archbishop's devotion to God.

Because of the arrival of Rock Man, the turmoil of the war spread to the entire society.

The fragile people's livelihood in feudal society was easily destroyed.

Archbishop John was busy all day relieving the victims and preventing the nobles from abusing their power.

Of course, he hopes to persuade Rockman's generals to give up the unjust war.

On this day, news came from Rockman that His Excellency Viscount Derek the Conqueror was coming to visit.

Although Archbishop John is old-fashioned, he is not ignorant of the world.

He knew that a decision made by the other party might be able to save countless people.

Therefore, he is willing to put down all matters and wait for the other party to come to his door.

When the church bells rang on time, Archbishop John couldn't help but stand up.

Being late is not a good sign.

But soon, he heard the crashing sound of armor.

Then armored soldiers rushed into the church.

"Who are you? This is the Lord's holy house. You cannot be rude."

Even if the priests try to stop it, the war cannot reach the Lord's domain. This is the established rule of this world.

But the soldiers would not obey the priests' orders. Their strong bodies directly pushed through the blocking priests, filling the entire church row by row.

Then there are the elite knights wearing a full set of knightly armor, armor that can crush ordinary people. Every step of the knight, the iron boots make a dull sound.

The huge knight's sword was dragged heavily on the ground.

Every knight looks like an iron can.

Even the noisiest priest suddenly lost his voice.

The strong sense of oppression, the bloody smell rushing towards his face, and the corner of his eyes exposed through his visor all made his voice stop abruptly.

No one has seen where God is, but the heavily armored knight is right in front of him.

The knights stood every three steps, one on each side, facing the middle passage.

The knight's sword hit the ground hard, and small cracks were broken into the stone slabs.

A red carpet stretches from the door to the interior of the church.

Archbishop John stared at this scene dumbfounded, and the sun happened to pass through the door at that time.

He saw a tall figure approaching from outside the door. He didn't see the figure clearly until he was in front of him.

Just in time, the ninth bell rang.

Boom!

"Archbishop John, von Augusta Derrick sends his regards."

"Greetings to you, Your Excellency the Vicomte."

Archbishop John sensed that the visitor was evil. Even if he didn't know Derek's deeds, he knew that he was a tough nobleman.

What's more, the opponent's two strong records, one fire and one water, immediately made him famous.

Such a dazzling light is enough to sting the eyes that look directly at it.

The priests who tried to get closer were blocked by the outermost soldiers. Some people wanted to get closer, but the steel chest blocked everyone.

Derek stretched out his hand and shook it twice, and the knights turned around collectively to create space.

"Your Excellency Archbishop, you should understand the purpose of my coming."

"Yes, you are a conqueror, and I can feel your ambition in the church.

But the Lord told me that I should have mercy and be kind to His people. "

Archbishop John tried to persuade Derek to reduce the killing.

However, the latter interrupted him directly: "Your Excellency, Bishop, I'm afraid you have misunderstood the Lord's meaning.

The Lord’s people are also my people, and I will naturally treat them well.

War never stops.

Only killing can stop killing, and what I do now is to stop future killings. "

"Absurd," Archbishop John could not accept this statement. His inherent ideas could not be easily changed.

The corner of Derek's mouth raised, he looked at the excited archbishop and smiled: "How about we make a bet. If you win, I will withdraw from the territory of the Holy Cross Kingdom and never set foot on this land again for the rest of my life?"

Although he knew that Derek had no good intentions, Archbishop John still couldn't resist such temptation. A war genius like Derek could not avoid killing and blood in his life. If he could stop the other party, it would be a great merit.

So, he asked: "If I lose, what do you want to do?

I must tell you, I would not bet the glory of the Lord. "

Yes, he would not agree to Derek's request just because of the bet.

Faith is faith, not a bet used as a bargaining chip.

"No, I don't need any promises from you. When I win that day, I believe you will kneel before me and call me... St. Derek."

Arrogant! ! !

Archbishop John's face turned red with anger, how dare a mortal call himself a saint?

This is blasphemy, this is disloyalty to the Lord.

Even a king would not dare to add the title of Saint to himself without authorization.

What's more, why would I kneel down in front of the other person? I would only worship God.

"All you need to do is do things for me during this period and accept my arrangements with all your heart. How about that?"

Archbishop John looked at Derek with naked and undisguised disgust.

However, if he could stop the other party's violence, he was willing to endure it for the time being.

"I promise you, but you can't let me do anything against the will of the Lord, and... I need a deadline."

"Three months, just three months," Derek glanced at the panel and was very surprised that the other party had appeared on the panel. It seemed that the archbishop was really an honest person: "Now, you just need to do what you should do."

"That's it?"

"That's it!"

Derrick glanced at the priests in the distance, who seemed to have started to make a commotion.

He walked to the statue of God and closed his eyes and prayed: "If you sent me here, let your servants cooperate with me."

If not, it's all in vain.

Derek turned and left, leaving a bunch of puzzled priests.

Someone asked Archbishop John: "Did the executioner force you?"

In their eyes, Rockman is a butcher, and Derek is the biggest executioner.

He came to the church with bad intentions, and the biggest possibility is to force the archbishop to do things for him.

Archbishop John hated Derek's arrogance, but remained silent.

No slander, before the end of the bet, he couldn't prove that the other party was wrong, so he didn't say much.

"You will know in three months."

Derek walked out of the church, the sun was shining.

Dad told us that we should use magic to defeat magic.

It's useless to tell any great truth to a fanatic like Archbishop John, the other party has formed his own world view and values, and even firmer than imagination.

Then let him witness the holy deeds himself and see what the saints walking in the world are like.

In a sense, those saints may not have their own abilities.

"I kill people, I set fires, I want to be a king, but I... am a saint."

Derek smiled, history will definitely be written like this, telling others what he wants to tell them.

Because the winner will not be wrong, the great king must be wise.

If there is a mistake, it must be history that is wrong.

The bet between the two ended when the other party went on the panel.

Of course, if Archbishop John is not worthy of his name, Derek also has a way to make him surrender.

After all, there is no disobedience under the knight's sword.

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