For some reason, when Chen Yang heard that the Marquis had come to Falia City, he was relieved for no reason. He really didn't know what kind of crazy things the nobles who were already so cruel would do if the Marquis hadn't come.

"The first thing the Marquis did was to slaughter the three nobles with his own hands. It was a nearly one-sided war, and the Marquis won completely."

"On that day, the blood flowed in Falia City, and the knife on the execution platform was almost blunt. The heads of the three nobles fell one after another. The people suddenly felt like they were saved."

"In the end, for some reason, he didn't kill them all, leaving some behind and living until now."

"It's roughly the same as what I heard, so why did the Marquis go to slaughter the nobles? Logically, shouldn't he stand on their side?"

"I don't know, and no one knows except himself."

Cross shook her head. She didn't know what Marquis Winston was thinking.

In fact, she had long since failed to understand Townsend, although he occasionally did things in a similar way. The current Marquis Winston is no longer a simple boy who hates evil, but a cold-blooded ruler.

Perhaps one day, he finally understands what he has to do. He was beaten half to death and paralyzed in bed, unable to use even a fireball. I may have a chance to spend the rest of my life with him peacefully. Now if Cross wants to find her Townsend again, she can only do it in the forest village in her memory.

Perhaps for the Marquis, what is really important is no longer himself. He may be more interested in tomorrow's arrangements rather than women.

"After he came to the city of Faria, he sentenced the nobles to death with almost just a few casual glances. They naturally resisted, but by the time they gathered their hands, the body of the head of the family had already cooled down."

"Looks like a... good official?"

"The Marquis... is definitely not a bad person, I'm sure."

Cross was very firm, as if the person she was talking about was herself. Chen Yang chatted with her for a while and got some information about the Marquis.

He seemed to hate and detest King Lucius, which was a well-known fact, even the residents of Falia had heard of it. That was why, although the Marquis had strength far beyond his title, he was still a Marquis.

The rest were all irrelevant things, such as the food he liked to eat, the people he hated, etc.

The only thing that made Chen Yang feel a little useful was that the Marquis would go to the capital at least once a month, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Kross seemed unwilling to say the rest, so Chen Yang left very tactfully, and said to her meaningfully before leaving: "I think, if there is a chance, I am willing to give this Marquis a choice."

In Kross's surprised eyes, Chen Yang raised the back of the coin of fate and shook it: "A completely different path, we can wait and see."

......

Rhine Moti is a guy with a strong obsession with cleanliness and a high self-esteem. He would use cleaning magic to clean himself almost every thirty minutes, and his clothes would never be more than an hour old. He even always wore a mask made in the Dwarven Mountains on his face, which was used to filter the smoke produced by burning ore in the forge.

As a member of the "Divine Light Cross", Rhine Morty followed the will of God and believed that everyone except their church was dust and "dirty", and no amount of holy water could wash away the stench on them. Rhine Morty never shook hands with anyone, and was also wary of passing by people, because that would make him use holy light to completely purify the guy who "tried to pollute him", and then he would vomit because of the mortal ashes on his body.

Despite his eccentric personality, it is better to say that almost everyone in the Divine Light Cross has psychological problems, but Rhine Morty is still an irrefutable powerful priest.

Today he was ordered, by God's order, to recover the "God's relics" together with the twenty priests who accompanied him. According to the Pope, it was a treasure that God had once scattered among the people. Each of them contained his great power. Even a potato-growing serf who got a divine relic would be comparable to the strongest wizard in the world.

The Cross of Divine Light has recovered three divine relics. Not long ago, the Pope found the fourth one under the guidance of God. It appeared in a small border town in the distant Augustus Empire. It was extremely powerful and killed the demon lord Samael of hell, shocking the world.

All believers understood that it must be the power of the divine relic. It was stolen by a shameless villain and must be brought back to the church to return to the embrace of God.

Rhine Moti and twenty believers came for this.

For shameless thieves, the purpose of the Cross of Divine Light has always been "purification".

After cleaning up a few miscellaneous fish, the people of the Cross finally found the whereabouts of the thief. He was in the city of Faria.

"My lord, the city of Faria is ahead."

The priest covered his face with white silk, with fine patterns engraved on the edges, and his white robe was spotless. He lowered his head and spoke respectfully, like a child who had made a mistake facing a teacher. His voice was gentle and emotionless, and he sounded like the cold Marquis Winston.

"Well, do as usual, don't mess around, this is still Lucius's territory after all."

Rhine Moti threw a purification magic at himself and looked at the mottled wall with disdain.

His sleeves were long and wide, drooping all the time, fat and big, the shoes on his feet were covered with gorgeous gems, and his clothes were much more gold than the priests. There was no decoration on his head, but there was a golden halo behind him.

Rhine Morti took the first step, holding the symbol of the Cross of Divine Light in his hand, but did not hand it to the guard, only letting him watch from a distance.

The guard also knew that the guys of the Cross had problems with their brains and could not afford to offend them, so he took a quick look and let them pass after confirming that they were correct.

What's the point of risking your life for such a small salary?

If you get involved with this group of lunatics, your whole family will not be enough for them to "purify".

Rhine Morti took out a mirror from his jacket pocket. If anyone who has experienced the End War saw it, they would immediately recognize that this is a miniature version of the Mirror of Heaven.

Chen Yang's face was reflected in the mirror. He laughed coldly and pursed his lips with disdain: "A dirty and lowly maggot, why should such garbage touch the relics of God?"

It is definitely unrealistic for one person to look for it in such a big city of Varia. Rhine Morti stood in the middle of the road, ready to release a powerful prayer for finding it.

Rhinemoti's body was covered by a milky white holy light. This was the prelude to prayer. All the "skills" of their Divine Light Cross came from the blessing of God. The more satisfied the God was, the more powerful the power could be released.

Before he finished releasing his prayer, a guy sneaked into the ritual like a ghost, that is, inside the milky white light, put a hand on his shoulder, and gently pushed him.

"Brother, don't block the door, I still need to leave the city."

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