Not a Witch

Seeing these people disperse, Sibis patted the huge seat under him, and then the four guards lifted it up together, as if carrying a sedan chair in the east, and sent the archbishop to the high platform inside the main entrance of the Palace of Ten Swords .

Sibis looked at the people at the bottom and saw that everything was well arranged, he nodded slightly, then sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest, without saying a word.

He had expected what would happen tonight, and now it was the most critical moment.

Just let me see, I want to see how you plan to defeat me, Otis, if you can't kill me today, then I will make you regret and suffer for the rest of your life.

Under the Palace of Ten Swords, the turbulent crowd walked forward slowly, and the sides of the mountain road were also full of people from all walks of life who had been waiting for a long time. They waited quietly, preparing to see how this farce tonight would end.

Chapter 120 Six Carnival Fields and Weeping Grounds

Regarding whether Sibis was wronged, in fact, the scepter priests of the major palaces probably knew it in their hearts.

The small group of priests said that the distribution is uneven, and some people have to stay in a certain place for decades. Such a situation does exist, and because of Sibis's extensive network of relationships, the priests under his faction benefit the most. So it is only natural to be hated by those low-level priests.

It’s not that most of the top church leaders have bad character, on the contrary, most of them still have good character.However, limited by the times and technology, it is impossible to remember so many people at work, and when selecting and promoting, people will instinctively favor the people they are friendly with and like, which is human nature.Thus, an unfair soil is formed.

In this era, there are no selections such as imperial examinations, college entrance examinations, and public examinations.The selection of a pastor in a certain area only needs to be qualified, and the qualifications and resumes are also suitable. These matters are often decided by the archbishop of the area.

Two people are standing in front of you at the same time. Both of them have just obtained qualified priest certificates, and their extraordinary strengths are also comparable. There is no obvious difference, and you don’t know each other. Got picked wrong.

But at this time, a close friend came over and told you, choose the one on the left, this is a student I am optimistic about.You are very familiar with this friend. He is capable and not a bad person. Out of trust and goodwill, he chose the one on the left to become a pastor in a wealthy parish.

But in fact, the pastor on the right may not be bad, maybe better.But you don't understand, you don't want to take risks, and you don't want to freeze your usual relationship, so you made the above choice, which is common sense.

However, countless times of such deviations accumulate slowly, and finally an unfair interest group will be formed, thereby undermining the order and fairness of the entire organization.

Generally, such organizations will slowly decay and be eliminated.

However, in this world with extraordinary power, the traditional strength will be even stronger, because the high-level extraordinary people of vested interest groups will obtain stronger force to resist the revision of history.

In the end, the disappointed and helpless people can only blame fate, birth, or blood, and have to accept this fact, and then pray that there will be a hero who breaks everything and changes everything.

This is the carnival field for the heroes, and this is the lamentation ground for the weak.

The long-standing grievances at the bottom of the church were fully aroused because of this incident. Perhaps the two big figures who provoked the incident did not expect that it would intensify to such an extent in the end.

And up to this time, they still thought it was caused by the instigation of their opponents behind their backs.

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In front of the Palace of Ten Swords, there were crowds of people, and the torches were held high, reflecting the night sky like daytime.

"Sibis, get out!"

"Scum!"

"Church moth!"

The angry and tyrannical crowd shouted and kept pushing forward. In front of the palace, three rows of golden armored guards were closely arranged, forming a thick human wall to resist the impact.Without exception, these golden armored guards are Transcendents, the lowest ones have Sequence 2, and some captains are Sequence 5.

As the screaming and impact became more and more intense, these guards also had to unfold the barrier attached to the armor, covering the body like a transparent crystal magic power, isolating thrown stones and beating fists.

Scolding, stopping, shouting, talking, and crying sounded in this noisy and chaotic scene, while in the surrounding night sky and in the dark mountains and forests, senior officials from other palaces watched all this silently .

They understand the source of these people's anger, but they can't resolve it.

The turbulent public opinion is like a flood constantly hitting the golden front, and finally

An angry priest raised his right hand high, and a small ball of white flames emerged in his palm, and then turned into a small meteor and hit the palace ahead.

Due to the long distance, crowded surroundings, and unstable environment, the fireball did not fly into the palace, but ignited a big tree next to it.

The flame exploded suddenly, and then rose in the crown of the tree, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

This seemed to be a signal, and the priests in the crowd also began to cast spells. Most of them were extraordinary people. Although their rank was not high, they were not without means of attack.

Fireballs and light guns rose up under the night sky, scattered at first, and then more and more, sometimes even mixed with high-level attack spells, and finally fell from the sky like heavy rain, hitting the transparent barrier , causing a violent shock.

The guards guarding the palace were injured at first, but were quickly dragged back by teammates, and then replaced by alternate players.

A priest quickly walked into the central courtyard of the palace from outside the palace gate, and he said to the archbishop in the middle with his eyes closed.

"Master Sibis, the crowd outside is now attacking, shall we respond now?"

The white and fat Sibis leaned on the seat, and after a long time, he slowly replied: "Wait a little longer."

"Yes." The priest of Ten Swords Palace walked out of the palace, and then continued to organize protection and rescue.

On a mountain peak a few miles away from Ten Swords Palace, the place is still quiet, only a few braziers are burning peacefully, making a slight crackling sound, which is in stark contrast to the screaming and chaotic scene in the distance.

"Master Otis, are we going to set off now?" A thousand cavalry commander stepped out of the darkness and asked the grand commander who was looking into the distance by the brazier.

As the army of the church, the Knights of the Holy Gun have important responsibilities to protect the safety of the Holy Mountain and maintain order.Generally speaking, Ten Swords Palace is responsible for small-scale conflicts and security maintenance, but it would be remiss of the Knights of the Holy Lance if things got to this point.

The Palace of Ten Swords is a combination of legislative and law enforcement agencies, while the Knight Order is a violent institution that maintains organizational order and safeguards security.The injustice in small matters is naturally the fault of Ten Swords Palace, but if the situation continues to expand, Otis will also have an unshirkable responsibility, which will not be conducive to his running for the Pope.

"Sibis is planning to hurt both sides."

Otis looked at the flames in the distance, put his palms on the cold wall, rubbed slowly, and the steel gloves picked up stone chips.

He was silent for a while, then turned around and said to the knight commander: "Let's go, it's time."

"Yes, my lord!"

The knight commander stood at attention and saluted, then roared to the rear.

"Light it up, get on your horse!"

Following this call, torches were lit in the night, and the orange flames illuminated the knights in full armor. They mounted their horses in response to the call, and followed the leading grand master, and filed down the mountain path. , The sound of horseshoes changed from slow to fast, and finally galloped on the mountain road like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

A long spear reflected bursts of cold light under the light of the fire, and the sound of fierce armor rubbing and horseshoe trampling echoed in the valley. sacred.

Chapter 120 VII The Scepter Put Down

The galloping cavalry raised the sound of vibrating horseshoes on the mountain road, and they were quickly noticed.

The crowd crowded on the mountain path first became chaotic at the rear, and were driven away by these knights. Some rolled into the weeds beside the mountain path, and some kept retreating and shrinking. The clamoring scene suddenly became much quieter.

After all, when faced with sharp long swords and spear points, people can quickly calm down.

This group of knights outflanked from both sides of the mountain road, drove and opened the way continuously, the team moved forward, and finally arrived at the main entrance of Ten Swords Palace, surrounded the crowd like words.

"quiet!"

"quiet!"

As these knights kept shouting, the crowd finally fell silent.

"Grand Master Otis?"

"Is he doing justice for us?"

They whispered, some thought that Otis was the righteous side and would uphold justice for them, some did not believe in Otis, and more people stood there dubiously, following the man in heavy armor Admission, and slowly parting.

Otis followed behind with a dozen elites, and walked slowly to the center of the crowd.

"Everyone be quiet."

"I know everyone is angry and sad."

"But such behavior has disrupted the order of the holy mountain and will not bring good results."

He calmed the angry crowd, but it didn't work out well.

"How can we trust you? Can you seek justice for us and try Sibis?" an extremist priest shouted.

Otis looked at the hysterical pastor's neck and face, and said in a calm voice: "Everyone believes in me and the church. This matter will definitely be explained to everyone."

As the defender of church order, Otis could not allow the destruction of order.

He went on, talking as he walked.

"The Palace of Ten Swords is the law and law enforcement agency in the church. It should solve everyone's problems. This is an important part of the order in the church. As the head of the Knights of the Holy Spear, I have an inescapable role in maintaining the stability of the church. Responsibility."

Following his words, these people gradually settled down, and all looked at this mighty and tall knight with hopeful eyes.

In this way, Otis calmed the crowd all the way, and then came to the Palace of Ten Swords.

The golden-armored guards guarding the palace gate mountain road still did not give way.

Otis is not surprised to see this scene, and this is what he needs.

When the public opinion is turbulent, become its representative and put pressure on the Ten Sword Palace. If the Ten Sword Palace still does not respond at this time, it is tantamount to a flagrant violation of the order and rules of the church.

But if the Palace of Ten Swords responds, whether it is to agree to the wishes of the people or to explain and shirk responsibility, it will become a stepping stone for Otis to rise. He will naturally be short in momentum and prestige, and will inevitably lose in the subsequent pope election.

After this incident is over, Otis will become famous in the church and become a hero in the hearts of many low-level monks.

It would be nice if... things really turned out the way he envisioned.

The gate of the Palace of Ten Swords creaked open, and an archbishop wearing a gold-rimmed white robe walked out slowly with the support of the people around him.

"Sibbs!"

"Is this man Sibbes?"

"Have you finally come out?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then, under the push of the golden armored guard, they took a step back to make an open space.

A staff member of the Palace of Ten Swords brought over a dozen brazier supports from the palace, and lit the firewood and kerosene in the copper basin. A burnt smell permeated the cold night, making the surroundings extremely bright.

"Good evening, fellow followers of angels and gods."

Sibis' voice was not loud, but under the influence of his extraordinary ability, it spread throughout the mountains and the people below.Under the reflection of the flames, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the high-level church.

"Sorry, I came out to respond to everyone's request at this time."

"Over the years, I have made many mistakes, and many times I have failed to take care of many hard-working fellows. This is my dereliction of duty, and I am willing to be punished."

His sincere and pious expression made people gradually ignore his overweight body.Then he began to talk about his experiences over the years, how he grew from a poor boy in the countryside to a bishop through hardships step by step, and accepted the scepter to become the archbishop.

His voice is calm, but the tone of it is extraordinarily sincere, and sometimes he is slightly choked up when talking about some difficult situations, which makes people moved.

"I know it's not good to do this, but I really can't find a better way. If I don't do this, someone worse will take this position. I know this is not a reason to blame myself. As a The scepter priest of the Palace of Ten Swords should set an example and create a fair and just environment for everyone."

"Therefore, I hereby resign from my duties as the priest of the Ten Swords Palace and voluntarily accept the review of the Judgment Division."

After finishing speaking, his plump body slowly lowered his head, presented the scepter in his hand with both hands, and handed it to others, while the priest who followed beside him burst into tears.

The scepter was picked up by the priest of Ten Swords Palace with both hands, and then placed on the open space in front of the crowd, but Sibis had nothing in his hand at this time.

Otis looked at Sibis who was acting like this, for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.How could Sibis admit defeat like this, he is not someone who will give up power easily.