13 Mink Street

Old Keya licked his lips, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He had always felt in a trance that most of his life was wasted in this building;

Now, it must be wasted.

It’s simply inexplicable. It’s been a few months since I came back to work, and I’ve experienced all these “wonderful” experiences, which would kill me for most of my life. I used to live on dogs.

Just as he continued to wipe his hands, a voice appeared in his ear:

"I said, what are you waiting for?"

Old Keya stared, and found that the one standing in front of him was actually Neo:

"You...you're not...you're not supposed to..."

"Put on the shackles and lock people into the detention center. After the criminal evidence is approved, the matter will really come to an end."

"But……"

"But what, you still don't know who won, and you don't even know how to bet after the market closes?

If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your grandchildren, nieces, and grandnieces.

This is to remind you for the sake of past friendship, you can figure it out. "

Neo turned around.

Old Keya asked subconsciously:

"Where are you... going?"

Neo waved his hand, because he held a cigarette between his fingertips, so it seemed to leave behind patches of faint clouds:

"Go back to jail."

Old Keya swallowed his saliva, and immediately waved his hand and ordered: "Take all the guys with you, go, come with me to torture people!"

"Yes, Chief."

"Yes, Chief."

Who would have imagined that just when Old Keya made up his mind to bring people down to receive the prisoners, two groups of people appeared in front of him.

One group is the old hound team led by Wen De, and the other group is the team led by Geng Di.

Old Keya rushed up with his men at a speed that almost flashed his waist, and managed to snatch a bishop with difficulty.

As a result, more than a dozen shackles were specially served on a bishop, even if he was a bishop, he was crushed.

After all, after a shackle is put on, unless you actively break free, it will basically imprison the flow of spiritual power in the body, and the additional shackles added later are really a pure burden.

The knights did not evacuate, and Karen was still standing there. Most of the people present stood still, watching helplessly as the five bishops were escorted back.

"well."

Dunk let out a helpless sigh. He was suppressed by Walforon for a long time, and was even forced to go to the Dingle region to participate in some exchange studies. This time he finally "killed" and came back. That old thing sat on that seat, who would have thought that it was a piece of electric soldering iron just after sitting halfway up on his buttocks.

Old thing, your whole family is almost dead, and you still catch me as a nuisance?

Harry took the initiative to walk towards Karen, stood still in front of Karen, raised his hand, and arranged an isolation barrier.

He said: "All of this is Bernie's idea. I think you should know that your future development will be severely restricted after this incident. Walforon's face will protect you for a short period of time at most, and you will It is impossible to get promoted to the position of district chief in one step."

Karen looked at Harry and asked, "So?"

"So, letting me continue to sit in this position may be in your best interest in the future, at least, we are still familiar, aren't we?"

Karen replied: "I believe in order."

"If I leave, it is possible... No, there is a high probability that a district chief who is more difficult to deal with and stronger in control will be delegated. I think that is not what you want to see."

"No, it's much better than continuing to look at you."

"Okay." Harry didn't seem too angry, "Then I'll change the place and wait to see when you fall."

With that said, he deliberately looked around, that is, the knights on the periphery:

"After doing such a thing, even if you are promoted to calm down the situation, how long do you think you can stay here?"

"One day is one day, I'm tired."

"Are you ashamed to say you're tired?" Harry couldn't believe it.

Karen nodded, and said what was in his heart after this incident:

"Now I really want to be a Whip of Order Priest, don't think about anything, don't think about anything, just do things in accordance with the "Order Regulations".

District Chief, I have seen some people before. They really talked about the "Order Regulations" before they died. I admire them very much, but at the same time I think they are a little too naive and stubborn..."

Such as Judge Pavaro, such as Lord Taixisen...

"Now I realize that it's not that they are naive, but that they see the most clearly and transparently. The one who is really confused but thinks he is sober and smart is myself."

Harry was stunned for a moment, his eyes revealing deep thought. Afterwards, he lifted the isolation barrier, nodded slightly to Karen, and said, "I made a mistake, and I regret it."

Karen asked, "Are you still trying?"

"No, I just wanted to tell you."

"Oh well."

"You madman."

"In his place, I accept your praise."

...

"Come, come, don't go on the ground one by one, one person is responsible for one, and quickly read the evidence to complete the process."

Vic has finished sorting out the files, and under his arrangement, each person corresponds to a bishop, and the incriminating evidence is read out in the interrogation room.

Although there was an accident before and the situation suddenly became very extreme, the five bishops could at least maintain a superficial composure, but when the evidence of the crime was read out, they all showed expressions of astonishment. look.

This is a kind of panic and embarrassment when the deepest secret is unraveled, like a person who thinks he is highly respected and makes him run naked on the bustling pedestrian street.

"Okay, hurry up, hand over all the prosecution documents to me."

Vic was such a hard-working swineherd that he was barely wielding a whip.

Soon, the documents were handed over to him one by one, and Richard was the last to hand it in. He even pursed his lips, showing that he was still unsatisfied.

Vic couldn't help but joked: "I don't know, I thought you put our Lord Bishop to sleep."

Richard replied: "That kind of happiness is simply incomparable to the one just now."

Grandpa, have you seen that your grandson is promising, and he can read the evidence to the bishop.

After expressing his emotions, Richard suddenly felt a little weird. He always felt that the emotions and the atmosphere were a little out of touch, and then he immediately understood:

Oh, it turned out that my grandfather was still alive.

Vic entered the communication hall with the documents and directly transmitted the prosecution documents.

This time, the nail is completely driven in.

Vic took a few steps back, snapping his fingers while turning slowly on the spot. He liked this kind of life, repeatedly pulling between disappointment and surprise, and the feeling of the process far outweighed the result.

"I just don't know what the conditions for joining Alfred are."

"What are you talking about?" Alfred pushed open the door and walked in.

"If I remember correctly, there is an isolation formation operating in this door."

"Recently, my hearing has improved a little, and I just heard it."

"Well, Mr. Alfred, I want to join your little circle."

"What coterie? I don't know what the hell you're talking about."

"It's a small circle where you can go out with the director instead of staying here to sort out files."

"Do you know how much your job really weighs?"

"It's so important that even Richard can easily complete it?"

"There is no distinction between high and low in the work of order, and the division of labor in order is just different."

"I just want to know a condition for membership."

"Hehe, your words..."

With a helpless smile on Alfred's face, he pulled the former high priest's student into the young master's faith team, he must be crazy!

but soon,

The helpless smile turned into an excitement like discovering a new toy: why not?

When Rathma came out of Minke Street two years later, when he found his students, he found that his students had converted to his master. What a wonderful thing this would be. The high priest Rathma should be very moved. shed tears.

"In the future, we will communicate more and share some ideas. Let's take it step by step."

"Is it something like a fraternity?"

"You can understand it as a reading comprehension book club for the doctrine of order."

Vic's face froze for a moment: "I know there is a kind of fundamentalist existence in the church, some of them, some of that, you understand."

Alfred smiled and replied:

"Oh, you think too much, how could we be so extreme, it's impossible."

...

Alfred returned to Karen's side and reported:

"Master, the application for prosecution has been submitted."

Karen nodded and held up the token: "Retreat!"

The falcon knights above began to pull up, and the knights below turned their horses around one after another. Soon, with the falcons roaring above and the horseshoes vibrating below, the dark clouds that had been covering this place dissipated like an ebbing tide.

"Alfred, you should deal with the matter here first, I should go to the cell to report later."

"Okay, master."

Karen walked up to Bernie. Bernie was kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his abdomen and was undergoing treatment.

"My lord, let me send you to the mission hospital."

"No need." Bernie looked up at Karen, "Thank you."

"You are being polite."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Next, it's none of my business."

"Karen, I'm curious about one thing. Why do you think that me, Dunk, and Harry dare not turn the table with you? You are so sure that we dare not lose completely, right?"

"Actually, I'm not sure."

"That……"

"Probably because I can afford to lose."

...

The confrontation at the Whip of Order headquarters building in York City was over, but it was like a stone was thrown into an originally calm lake, and the ripples spread directly.

Under the layers of news transmission, the first reaction of most people is: This is nonsense, right?

But soon, in the face of more and more detailed news, everyone had to believe that this almost nonsense thing actually happened.

Immediately, violent vibrations began to pass from top to bottom.

The most obvious reaction was that the Knights who were originally stationed in Wayne received an order to be on alert and were ready to be dispatched at any time.

This means that the high-level officials have already regarded York City as an extremely unstable area, and even the nature of the incident is already moving closer to the "rebellious" side.

After all, in the secular world, such an event is equivalent to an armed rebellion led by a garrison in an old province of the empire.

The most sensitive nerve of the entire Order of God was touched, and the self-stabilization mechanism was immediately activated.

...

"Order of the head of the Knights Order, ordering your garrison to implement the closed policy in units of battalions. In addition, the garrison of your first battalion immediately..."

The knight who came to deliver the order got stuck halfway through giving the order, because he saw that a battalion of knights had already taken off their armor and left their horses, and they were all sitting there neatly with their upper body naked.

Everyone was tied with ropes, but everyone seemed very calm.

In addition, in front of them, there was a person who was dressed the same as them. At the same time, a set of red bishop's robes, which symbolized nobility, was folded and put aside.

Bishop Bern looked up at the herald knight,

asked:

"Look carefully, if there is anything that hasn't been done, please give me some advice."

...

"Yo, come in?"

Neo looked at Karen who came in through the fence. Old Keya personally helped Karen open the cell door, and Karen walked in.

"Hey, old Keya, you are really busy today." Neo laughed.

Old Keya bowed to Neo, and then kindly asked Karen who had just been imprisoned by himself: "Director, do you need anything? Or start preparing dinner now?"

Karen shook his head and said, "No special treatment."

Neo shouted, "Hey, I'm hungry, prepare me some afternoon tea."

"Okay, Master Neo, please wait a moment."

"Well, come here." Neo waved at the old Keya, and when the old Keya approached, he asked with a smirk, "An order from above?"

"Yes, Director Karen was ordered to be detained."

"Then why are you still so attentive? Shouldn't you scold me with you? Scold me for cheating you."

"When the order came down, the district chief and the minister didn't respond. If they were all happy, I would be scared, but they don't seem to be interested at all." Old Keya covered his mouth with his hand to create a whisper atmosphere, "So, I feel like it's just a formality, but I still don't understand how it will end in the end."

"Heh, you don't have to worry about it. Someone is responsible for providing the army, someone is responsible for commanding the battle, and of course someone is responsible for cleaning the battlefield."

"Well, anyway, I can't see clearly the world of adults."

Karen in the opposite cell said, "Neo, lend me a piece of paper and a pen."

"Hey, I said, there are no rules at all, right?"

"Director of the second office, lend me a pen and paper."

"I didn't hear it, the crow called."

"Captain, lend me a pen and paper."

"Heh, that makes sense." Neo threw his pen and paper over and asked, "Are you going to help me design the title of the book?"

Karen spread out the paper, picked up a pen, and said:

"Designing a funeral."

...

"It's really embarrassing."

"Grandpa, this is what I should do."

At this moment, Walforon was sitting on the bench naked, and Leon was wiping his body with a towel.

"It is a kind of happiness for parents and elders to help newborn children take a bath and wipe their bodies."

"Yeah, so I should help you with these, right, grandpa?"

"No, I don't know what other elders think, anyway, I feel like a piece of meat that is about to rot."

"Grandpa, you're joking again, after wiping, which robe are you going to wear?"

"The most solemn dress."

"Okay Grandpa, I'll put it on for you."

Not long after, Leon pushed Walforon, who had showered and put on a brand new dress, into the office.

The chief bishop's office, of course, has a living area. Leon used to help his grandfather wash up in the living area.

The old man's hair was carefully combed, and he looked more energetic.

"Okay, you go out, I want to hurry up and deal with some things."

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Leon."

"Is there anything else, Grandpa?"

"I love you, my dear grandson, we all love you."

"Me too, Grandpa."

During this time, Grandpa often said similar words, so Leon didn't find it strange. He opened the door of the office and walked out.

Wo Fulun pushed the wheelchair to the back of the desk and put his palm on the desk. Soon, the formation of the desk was activated and directly echoed to the communication hall of the Academic Affairs Building.

"Chief Sir."

A figure of a woman appeared in front of the desk. She was the Deputy Minister of Communications of the York City Region.

"Help me submit a communication application to connect with the Holy See."

"Yes, Chief Sir."

The figure of the woman dissipated.

Soon, the application was answered.

"Hello, my lord."

Another figure of a woman appeared in front of the desk. Obviously, this was a member of the Holy See's communications department, but the position could not be as high as the deputy minister. Maybe after seeing the communications level from York City, a team leader came up to connect.

"I am the Chief Bishop of the York City Region, and I am now applying to directly contact the High Priest."

"You didn't make an appointment in advance, I'm sorry, my lord, I can't help you make temporary arrangements."

"I am now requesting the use of the highest communications authority as the presiding bishop of the region."

"Okay, your highest communication authority can directly connect to the office temple of the high priest."

"I am now calling for the activation of the highest state of emergency response in the region."

"Okay, the highest emergency response status is on, you will be qualified to contact the high priest, please wait for a reply from the high priest."

"Um."

After a while, the woman knelt down on one knee, and then her figure gradually disappeared.

In front of the desk, a majestic figure appeared.

...

The center of the temple.

Norton looked at the scene of Wolveren's office in the front formation with deep eyes.

...

"Meet the great priest."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Wo Fulun put his hands on his chest and saluted reverently.

"Wolfren, I've let Crede pass."

The voice of High Priest Norton was very calm, but anyone could feel the anger contained in this calmness.

Walforon responded: "It's hard work, Cardinal. I really feel guilty for asking him to make a special trip."

"I never thought that there would be no factional fighting in the church, because I knew that it was inevitable, and it would be really strange if it didn't exist someday. But this time, Walforen, you really let me I was so surprised that the entire divine religion was shocked.

I really didn't expect that such a thing would happen in the divine religion under my rule. "

"Grand Priest, in fact, this time, there is no faction fighting."

"Doesn't it exist?"

"Yes, it doesn't exist because..."

The screen seemed to stop.

a long time,

a long time,

a long time……

The high priest closed his eyes and let out a sigh:

"Wolfren, is this your reply to me?"

Because the old man in the picture,

died.