Succubus' Manor

Chi Yan didn't expect that they would meet the lord of Otley wherever they landed.

This is probably a special fate.

Angus obviously didn't expect that the person standing next to the devil at this moment turned out to be the lord of Stettin. He took a step back, and the expression on his face instantly changed from fearful and fearful from a lonely and fearless expression.

But he still insisted on his figure, his whole body was trembling, but he said in his mouth: "I can give you what he can give you!"

Angus forced himself to look into Kleist's eyes: "I, my uncle has a stronger army and more gold, as long as you, you..."

Chi Yan: "Although I know this is your last resort, I still have to tell you a cruel fact. I am not his believer, nor have I sold my soul to support him. I am his lover."

Angus' eyes widened. He thought there was something wrong with his ears.

A human race, became friends with the devil?

Chi Yan scratched his head: "I can't kill you here."

Chi Yan looked at Kleist: "We have to take him back to Stettin."

Kleist had no objection. He hugged Chi Yan, flapped his wings slightly, and created a strong wind. After the wind stopped, Angus lay down on the ground obediently, even with the male servant kneeling beside him.

However, neither Chi Yan nor Kleist knew how to drive a horse, so they could only wake up the coachman and let him drive back to the city.

The coachman sat back in his seat obediently, and turned his head with fear.

Now, Otley has just ushered in Stettin's army.

People in the city fled frantically, and some old, weak, sick and disabled had nowhere to run, so they could only stay at home and pray over and over again.

The streets are full of fallen people and crying people.

Before Stettin's army could get in, it was already in chaos and fled in a rout.

Achill was riding on the horse, and turned his head to look at Gore who was standing aside. These ugly people were walking, but they would never fall behind. Obviously, Gore also turned to look at him.

Then Achill looked away.

To be honest, no matter how many times he looked at it, he didn't dare to look at the other person's face for too long.

It's ugly and distinctive.

The deputy asked Achill in a low voice: "What should we do now?"

Even if they were just outside the city, they could still hear the cries in the city.

Achill: "Go directly to the city, don't worry about the civilians, go and catch the lord and the head of the Holy Academy."

The deputy nodded, and asked the soldier to pass on the order.

Because they usually eat and drink well, and they have to undergo rigorous training every day, the soldiers are very obedient and have no idea of ​​rushing into the city to smash and loot.

Most wars between cities end with the victor destroying a city.

And it will take several years, even more than ten years, for the destroyed city to recover.

When Achill and the others entered the city, the civilians in Oatley were like crazy. They ran away screaming, some fell to the ground, some were pushed and pushed away by others, and Achill and the others did nothing. , the city is already in chaos.

Otley's people have long been harmed by Angus and his henchmen. They are as cowardly as mice, and they dare not resist no matter how oppressed they are. They have been tamed into sheep and only dare to eat grass honestly.

Achill and the others didn't care about these people. They divided into two groups with a firm goal, going to the Holy Court and the castle.

Because the buildings of the Holy Court and the castle are taller and more spectacular than those inhabited by civilians, they don't even need a map, they can be found with the naked eye.

Their journey was like entering a land of no one. No one came forward to stop them. People either ran away or knelt on the ground.

The soldiers looked at these civilians with complicated eyes.

Once upon a time, they were no different from these people.

Their knees are soft, and a little wind and grass can make them kneel down.

The soldiers followed the general into the holy courtyard.

Stettin's Holy House is already closed, the dean no longer sees people, and the holy envoys and holy servants inside will not go to other places except to go to the market, and many holy servants take off their clothes to symbolize their identity His flamboyant robes returned to commoner status.

This is obviously not the case in Otley's Holy Court. The lord cannot cover the sky with one hand, and needs the help of the dean anyway, so as to stabilize his status and rule. surrender, they can only be forced to leave the city they originally ruled.

Oatley's Holy House was empty, and it was not known whether the person had run away or was looking for a place to hide.

The things in the holy courtyard were in a mess, falling to and fro, only the statue of the holy spirit still maintained that compassionate attitude, watching the coming people.

"You can't take anything here. What should be given to you, the lord will give it to you." Achill shouted, "Now, search for people."

The soldiers ordered and prohibited, and began to divide into small groups to search for traces of people in the holy courtyard.

Achill led his men upstairs, and they opened every door, but still no one was found.

In the end, the only place that was not searched was the garden of the Holy Court.

The garden is well maintained. There should be gardeners who often come to build it. Achill and the others did not spare any corners, and finally found the entrance to the cellar hidden by branches and leaves in the corner of the garden.

Probably because the people behind the palace were also busy escaping, so Yingzang's situation was really not that good.

Achill nodded to the lieutenant, and the soldier pried open the cellar entrance.

It was just a dilapidated square wooden door, which could be pushed open even with hands, and the prying was so easy that the soldiers found it a little inconceivable.

The sun shone in from the entrance of the cellar, and the people who dared not speak covered their mouths and shivered. They looked up in fear and could only hold on to the clothes of the people around them.

Finally, a person who was protected by everyone stood up.

He is a little fat, not good-looking, and he doesn't have beautiful golden hair. He looks like an ordinary civilian. Because he is fat, there are no wrinkles on his face, so he can't tell his actual age. Every step he takes, he protects His men went to pull his clothes to make him stop.

But he just smiled and said to the people: "Don't be afraid, the brilliance of the Holy Spirit shines on us, no matter how cruel people are, they will not attack those who worship the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit protects the world."

People lowered their heads, sobbing and crying.

The man who stood up walked up the steps and walked in front of Achill. He was neither humble nor overbearing, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes: "I am the dean here, Brooke."

Achill smiled: "Master Dean."

Brooke looked at Achill calmly, as if Achill was just a kid playing with toys that shouldn't be played with.

"Please come with us to Stettin." Achill bowed slightly, full of respect, but there was no fear or respect for divine power in his eyes.

When he was dying, the Holy Spirit did not save him.

When so many people were struggling in suffering, the Holy Spirit did not save them.

The Holy Spirit has its own appearance, and in his view, these people who serve the Holy Spirit are just fighting for power and profit in the name of the Holy Spirit.

Brook did not refuse: "I can go, but these priests of mine..."

He questioned Achill with his eyes.

Achill: "Don't worry, they can still live in this holy courtyard, but they can't go out for the time being."

Brooke nodded: "That's good, they are people of the Holy Spirit just like you, and the Holy Spirit won't want to see us kill each other."

Achill lowered his head slightly, a mockery flashed in his eyes, and then stepped aside, telling the soldiers to take Brook away.

Brook still did not forget to preach at this moment: "I don't know who your lord is, but if you can meet him, you must persuade him."

Achill turned around and asked, "What are you persuading?"

Brooke sighed: "The evil in this world cannot be killed or killed, but what we can do is to contain and influence suffering and disaster with love and light."

"Could it be that once a dog bites you, are you going to bite that dog in turn?"

At this time, the soldier on the side suddenly said: "I can beat the owner of the dog."

The soldiers suddenly laughed.

Brooke sighed and said regretfully: "So you are soldiers, and a lord must have a broad mind and be able to accept all good and evil."

Gore, who has been silent like an invisible man: "Didn't your Holy Spirit do it too?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shut their mouths.

Gore: "If the Holy Spirit can accept all evil, why are the demons banished to the abyss?"

Brook: "... Demons, are there really demons in this world?"

Gore sneered: "If so?"

Brook pursed his lips and said, "That's also God's decision, and it's not for us mortals to question, unless you can prove that the demons really exist."

Gore: "Then let me ask you again, why can the human race enslave other races?"

"Why do all have hands and legs, goblin dwarves and tauren can only be used as tools, and the elves don't even dare to set foot on human territory?"

Brooke fell silent.

He just looks at Gore, and the moment he looks at Gore, he almost turns his head away, but he holds on.

"God has God's will, we humans can only follow God's will."

"Everything we do is based on the mercy of God."

"If you don't reverence or fear God, you are asking for your own death."

Gore grinned and showed a mocking smile: "What if God is wrong?"

Brook is as immobile as a mountain: "God can't be wrong, only people can be wrong."

Gore: "If I kill all the people here now, does it also prove that your death is also God's will? God's mercy shines on the world, those homeless people, those physically disabled, those infected Is it true that a person who suffers from a severe disease and can only wait for death is also illuminated by the mercy of God?"

Brook still looked at Gore: "You can give it a try, and I will naturally ask God after I die."

Gore had a cold face, but he said something that shocked everyone and cheered them up——

"What if there is no God in this world?"

The author has something to say: Gore: "Ha! Didn't expect that! I'm also a grassroots thinker!"