Release that Witch

Hermes Cathedral, Tongtian Tower.

As a new pope, Mayn quietly listened to the reports of the three bishops in the secret room.

In addition to the old bishop Teflon, the two newly promoted Archbishops Soly Dal and El are from the trial army and the arbitral tribunal, respectively. The former is a heroic and proficient judge, who has served in the military for 25 years. Accumulated a very high reputation, the latter is Heather's adjutant, taking over the predecessor's job can be said to be expected.

"The orphans in this year's eternal winter have been very successful, and the aristocrats of the great cities have all fallen to the church. The number of people who have arrived at the old holy city has exceeded three times the planned plan," Tefron said with emotion. "This is also The only good news recently."

This is the case with the nobility. When the situation is not right, it is easier for them to drink than to drink water. Mayn nodded. "This is only the first year. It will be more and more in the future. If we can occupy the entire continent, the number of people accepted each year can easily fill a new city."

"I hope so," he sighed. "The snow has fallen so far, have we encountered a few large-scale attacks by evil beasts?"

"Six times," Sorley replied.

"Six times... There have been more than a hundred trial warriors on the defense line." Teflon's tone was a bit heavy. "There are ten people who died in the penalty army. When the coming year, the offensive of the evil beast will only be more fierce."

"It’s easier than fighting the devil," El said. "Although I haven’t seen how powerful the devils are, I seem to describe them in an incomprehensible manner. I said, really. Is it necessary to die here?"

"What do you mean by this!" Soli's brow wrinkled. "The gods have instructed us, and have given us strength. As believers, we are not sticking to our faith, but we have to turn and run away?"

"Don't argue," Mayn knocked on the scepter. El had worked with Heather for more than a decade, and he also got a temper. Looking at the two men, he couldn't help but think of the old partner of Teflon and Heather, looking at the old bishop and discovering that the latter is also looking at himself, and seems to think of the same scene with him. "Our ultimate goal is to continue humanity, and to achieve this goal, there is no alternative to defeating the enemy."

"Yes, Your Majesty," the two bowed their heads respectfully.

But he himself is not sure whether he will be able to defeat the devil in Hermes.

Thinking of the entrustment of Oberlin, Mayn felt the heavy shoulders.

Hell fear beasts have appeared, and the devil will swept in five years. He will witness this battle of gods in his lifetime, and he will not be able to entrust the task to the next successor like Oberlin. Whenever I think about it, it makes him sleepy.

In fact, he also thought of leaving a back road for himself. After swallowing the black sail fleet of Garcia, he did not order the burning of the ship, and all the insurgents were hanged open, but they were all held in custody. In addition to a few leaders and a large number of slain ghosts from the slums were pushed to the execution ground, most sailors are now in the permanent winter harbor, watched by their most reliable men.

If the defense line falls completely, the fjord is the last refuge. Even if it retreats to the strait islands, it means that you will never be able to turn around. At least you can spend the rest of your life.

After all, humans have tried their best to try twice, and they have not been able to beat their opponents, aren’t they?

Afterwards, the discussion about how the church should develop and stabilize the doffering rule, Mayn did not listen to how much, and when the three people negotiated, he was absent-minded, "just do what you said, today’s meeting ends here. ""

"Follow, sire." The three bishops got up and walked.

Mayn left the Chamber of Secrets and accompanied the guards to the secluded area.

According to the plan, today a group of new trial troops will be transformed into God's fines. This is the focus of his concern. Whether it is persistence or retreat, these powerful warriors are the biggest guarantee of their own orders.

But before that, he still needs to deal with an extra trouble.

Stepping through the first-order stone ladder, Mayn entered the pivotal agency and turned into the prison corridor in the middle of the organ. The last time I came here, I secretly executed the King of the Grey Castle, Wimbledon III.

The promenade is still very cold, and the turpentine torches burning on both sides emit a dim light. The end of the walkway is black and white, as if it is the entrance to the bottomless abyss. After many people were put in prison, they could not leave this place until they died.

Mayn walked to the room in the 85th and gestured to the guard to open the door.

The heavy wooden door made a harsh rubbing sound, and there was a mourning and crying in this dead place, but as the prison door was closed again, all the sorrows were isolated.

Through the iron railing, he saw the figure of Jieluo.

The pure person is facing the entrance, his upper body is bare and bare, his hands are copied on the iron bars above his head, and he must lift his toes to the ground. There are dozens of bright red welt marks on the back of the day, and the blood flowing down has solidified.

“How is the taste of the arbitral tribunal?” Mayn asked. “I hope this will make you understand the meaning of compliance.”

"Well..." Jielu snorted lowly, as if waking up from a dream, slightly over-the-headed. "It turned out that the Pope was kneeling down. You said compliance, whether it means obeying you or other bishops. Keep a respectful attitude?"

Her slightly scornful tone made Mayn frown, but when she thought that she was now a pope, unlike the former bishop, she suppressed the unhappiness in her heart. After this lesson, she should also understand that she has had the right to kill and rob her, "I am obeying my orders. When I ask you to assist other bishops to complete the task, you must obey the other's instructions. ""

"Is that the case?" She couldn't help. "Since you ask for it, I will do it naturally."

"Untie her handcuffs," Mayn told the guards.

After a long period of suspension, her hands were almost pulled off, softly hanging down, and there seemed to be no strength. The pope provoked her clothes with a scepter and threw it on her shoulder. "Then I have a task to hand over to you, come with me."

Jielu put the clothes in front of him and walked out of the prison corridor with carelessness.

"This year's evil month is likely to last up to five months, which is a daunting challenge for the Holy City. This is especially true for other places affected by the evil moon." Mayn walked to the end of the organ and passed through the narrow The iron wall passage, once again came to the lifting cage before he was crowned as the pope, he has been busy with the church, and now he is the first to take the place. "I command you to go with the other pure people to the Grey Fort Kingdom, take advantage of the chaos brought by this heavy snow, and destroy the insurgents Tiffico Wimbledon and Roland Wimbledon. Do you understand?"

The cage door closed, and the buzzing of the winch came from the top of the head. The cage began to descend slowly, but he did not hear the other party's response.

Damn, it seems that this whipping has not let her learn, and Mayn turned his face and turned, but saw that the radish raised his mouth and his eyes sparkled with danger.

Then a ray of light rushed toward him.

(To be continued.)