Players' NPC boss

Chapter 268 Screwed Up

"A strange city."

The architectural style of the Holy Cross Church is completely different from that of the Giant Kingdom and the city of Lycaon.

The Kingdom of Giants has a rough construction style, the city of Lycaon is more natural, and the Holy Cross Theocracy is more... refined?

If I had to describe it, it would be cold and solemn.

Residents were sheltering from the rain inside their houses and the streets were deserted.

In the custom of the Holy Cross Theocracy, heavy rain is the wrath of God, and those who get wet by the rain are sinners eliminated by God. This seems to be one of the destructive factors that originated in the Age of Gods - the flood that drowned the world.

But in the custom of the Giant Kingdom, it is the opposite. Heavy rain is a gift from God, and it is the nectar that washes away troubles.

Marika would jump in the heavy rain with her bare feet and skirt held up. The red hair was like a flame jumping in the rain, dancing like a fairy and making a crisp laugh.

Although during thunderstorms, everyone still stays in the house and does not go out.

The customs of the Theocracy of Holy Cross were convenient for Blaze, and the streets were deserted. Blaze didn't even know what a huge commotion would happen if he was seen by the citizens of the Holy Cross Theocracy.

But Blaze still couldn't help looking towards the lighted houses, wanting to know about the people in this kingdom.

Blaze knew that deep down in his heart, he had a prejudice against the Holy Cross Theocracy, and this prejudice radiated to the citizens inside, so he wanted to understand it.

Are they talking about God all day long, are they talking about dogma, are they... using the words of expelling mixed-race people as a mantra?

But what Blaze heard was unexpectedly ordinary.

"Damn it, aren't our family's expenses a bit high recently?"

"It's too big. The shops in [Hermes' Brigade Hat] have been blocked by the Knights. You can only go to the church's relief shop to buy daily supplies."

"The church relief store? The church store that is specially used to raise relief funds? Even a piece of paper is several times more expensive than other places!"

"Lamp oil is more expensive. We can only use candles now, let alone rice."

"This is really a suffering..."

Blaze quietly left from under the window and passed through one window after another, hearing similar answers one after another.

It turns out that everyone is troubled by food, rice, oil and salt.

No wonder Herbie looked worried.

Blazer couldn't help but think of what Herbie had conveyed to other senior officials of [Hermes' Brigade Hat]. It was a small matter for the Chamber of Commerce to lose a few places to make money, but it was a big deal if it affected the people's livelihood of the entire kingdom.

Now the Holy Cross Theocracy will launch wars for the reason of [crushing heretics], and foreigners can also use this to get through. But when it comes to [predating food] and [competing for fertile] land, what will happen at that time?

The strangers came here to defeat monsters and enjoy the beauty of this world, not to become undead soldiers on the battlefield.

"Even my footsteps were drowned by the sound of rain..."

Blaze loves rainy days because whenever it rains, he is reminded of Marika's laughter. But people's sighs and the possible future made the rain mixed with bitterness, making people frown.

Blaze's figure was erratic in the mist rising from the heavy rain, like a ghost walking toward the glorious cathedral in the center.

Thirteen cardinals, the neutral Lester, live in this glorious cathedral, enjoying the respect and admiration of everyone, and guarding the Holy Cross Theocracy.

And the guardian knights wearing silver armor guard the cathedral.

However, these are not the blessed ones, but knights who have experienced hundreds of battles, so they can only rely on their own eyesight to detect the enemies around them.

Blaze hid in the shadows, bypassed the guardian knight with great ease, and entered the cathedral.

The atmosphere in Balkan City, no, it should be said to be different from the atmosphere outside...

Blaze covered up the sound of his footsteps and walked silently in the cathedral. The roads here are paved with bright red carpets, and gorgeous gems are inlaid on the walls like they are depicting stars.

Luxury is the only word that can be used to describe this place.

He heard the sound of chewing, like a pig eating with its mouth buried in the feed.

Blaze followed the path pointed out to him by Herbie in his memory and came to the location of the cardinal who was supposed to protect the city.

Under the skirt of the statue of the Virgin, candles illuminated the greasy food on a huge long table, and the dripping soup splashed on the noble red robe.

That touch of red symbolizes the blood of the paladins who swore to protect the Holy Cross Theocracy.

The fat figure in red robes was eating wantonly, and the noble rings on his fingers squeezed out the oil-like flesh.

Is this one of the 13 great men of the Holy Cross Theocracy, second only to the Pope?

Blaze stood silently in the shadows, staring at Cardinal Leicester. This man was much different from the portrait, with a big fat circle.

"Damn Giant Kingdom, damn Arcadia, those damn lowly mixed-bloods drove away my cash cow. It's so abominable." Lester chewed the greasy meat and whispered. Cursing and spitting gravy.

He ate here alone as if to relieve the pressure of squeezing.

There was no one here, so he freed himself and cursed the half-breed with a mouth that conveyed the will of God. He took a hard bite of the meat, as if the popping sound of juice after each bite was the wail of someone he hated.

Let's go. Blaze turned his head. He didn't need to investigate further to know that the blocking of the teleportation tower had nothing to do with Cardinal Lester. The rough way he ate and the luxurious decoration said it all.

This is a greedy person, which means he will not miss the opportunity to increase taxes on [Hermes's Traveling Hat] and enrich his own pockets.

The person who blocked the teleportation tower was not him.

"The unlucky land called Arcadia actually let a hybrid werewolf become the queen."

Blaze paused and his face darkened.

"And that red-haired half-blood, who can still be a half-blood when he is already a half-blood, such a disgusting existence actually became the lord of Fast."

Cardinal Lester cursed and slapped the table, and the sound of clapping covered the footsteps of the person walking in the darkness behind him.

"Just because of these two despicable half-bloods, that person actually wants to block the teleportation tower!"

He paused with his raised fist, and he was furious, but he had to wait for the bastard in front of him to continue. He had to know who was behind the scenes to solve the problem.

"Waging a war, where would they get so much money to start a war? Fortunately, the foreigners were stupid and easy to fool, so a lot of money was saved. Hahahaha - when the time comes, just give them a few titles at random, and continue if they are useful..."

"Really? Is that how you view foreigners?"

"Who is it!" Lester was shocked, stood up suddenly and turned around.

In this sacred cathedral, under the gaze of the statue of the Virgin Mary, a dark knight stood behind him, a pair of golden eyes as dazzling as the thunder of stained glass that was an angel descending to save the world.

Blaze felt that he had screwed up.

Because he was going to beat up a cardinal next.

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