Son of the Olden Days

Faced with Shuggs's doubts, Saul did not explain, but just stepped forward and placed Melissa's hands neatly, then picked up the dagger that Shuggs had thrown into the bushes and put it into Melissa's hands.

Melissa holding the dagger at this moment looks like she cut her throat and ended her life, but the hands she held on her abdomen made her look peaceful, but look at the things on her body. Irregular black holes and distorted smiles on the face...

The whole picture suddenly had a strange sense of horror.

She couldn't help but shudder, and finally Shuggs saw Saul take out a round emblem and put it on her chest.

Shuggs knew very well that it was the emblem of the ‘Brotherhood’. Lorton had only completed it and sent it the day before. The pattern on the emblem was still a masterpiece after he and Waller racked their brains.

The entire emblem looks very old at first glance, as if it has been soaked in time for a long time, with mottled rust and stains spreading at the corners and crevices.

The pattern engraved on the face of the emblem is slightly protruding, and the pattern lines are smooth and bright, as if this emblem was held in the hands of the past day by day, recalling the glory of the past.

There are patterns on both sides of the iron emblem, but the composition is slightly rough, and it can only barely be seen clearly.

On the front are two strong arms clasped together, which look like they are spanning the wrists, representing strength and unity.

The pattern on the back is of three wolves on the plain, one lying prone, one walking, and the other looking at the horizon in the distance. The wolves hint at the behavior of the Brotherhood.

Shaking his head, Shuggs roughly thought of Saul's intention to put down the emblem, but he hadn't clarified his thoughts for a while.

Sol came over and put his arms around his shoulders.

"The rest is your part. I believe you can tell a good story and spread the rumors for your own control. Maybe you should put on makeup first, and then find a few children or tramps and throw a few copper coins out. , And then told the whole Gray Screen out loud that the Brotherhood is coming."

"Oh, when it comes to makeup, or you can ask Cowell to borrow a dress, I want to see the unknown side of you."

"As for now,...Let's go, fill the hole we dug in the cemetery at random, and then I will accompany you to the bottom of the well for a drink."

Shuggs walked beside Sol with a cold face. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Sol.

"Wait, **** it! Drink two drinks with me? I'm afraid it is you who needs comfort at the moment? You... how did it feel to kill for the first time?"

"If I say I don't feel anything, do you believe it?" Sol replied.

The constantly rolling eyes showed that Shuggs naturally did not believe it.

Saul didn't lie. In fact, he was very strange. He had been waiting for this **** memorial for so long, and now the ceremony has finally begun.

Saul thought he would tear each other apart like a beast, but after sending Melissa away with his own hands, he suddenly realized that he was neither happy nor angry, nor did he want to vomit, nor did he feel any discomfort.

Is it because I have killed Melissa countless times in my fantasy with countless ways, so are you used to it? Still as Shuggs said, he... is already a little abnormal.

It's really strange, there is neither the pleasure of revenge nor the panic to obliterate life.

...Only the silence like stagnant water.

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There is a circle of old and obsolete buildings around the open space in the backyard of the monastery. The area connected to the aisle belongs to the living area, and the side near the cemetery has several separate prayer rooms.

The privacy of these prayer rooms is very good, but it is said that sometimes it is rare to use it once a year or two, and often the people they receive are very identifiable people every time they use it.

Many big people with secrets come here, burn incense and clean their hands in these quiet rooms, silently looking for inner peace.

Of course, if you are interested, you can also play some little-known games with a certain nun under the eyes of God.

If you stand in the quiet room on the very edge and open the door to look into the cemetery, you can actually get a panoramic view of the scenery within the light range by using the ever-bright lamp in the center of the cemetery.

What Saul and Shuggs didn't know was that in this quiet room near the cemetery tonight, the door seemed to have been opened by someone, and it had been in a slightly open state.

However, this place was originally in a blind spot of light. If there is no oil lamp in the house, even people who usually live in the monastery will rarely notice this lonely corner.

After Thor and Shuggs walked away, the door of this dark quiet room closed quietly, and there was no more sound.

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The hurricane in the monastery came suddenly and violently.

No, it should be said that as Melissa's body was found in the monastery cemetery, a sudden hurricane almost overwhelmed the entire town, and the monastery became the center of the storm.

Rumors and undercurrents raged on the streets of Gray Screen for a while.

Swordsmen, thieves, assassins, protectors.

Mercenaries, hunters, tomb robbers, religious courts.

All forces seemed to have suddenly surfaced, and suddenly there were many strange guys in the monastery.

Seeing the scene in front of them that looked like a meeting of oaths before the warcraft siege, Thor and Shuggs smiled bitterly at each other.

Obviously, the situation got out of control from the start, or far beyond their expectations. I thought it was just stabbing a beehive, but who knew it accidentally kicked off the rock blocking the embankment.

No need to say anything, take out the humble and low-key steps you have prepared.

Even Shuggs, who had always escaped, began to participate in all kinds of prayers and cleaning conscientiously, and even argued with an orphan in the sacred hall, and finally defeated his opponent with the phrase "The glory of the Lord God will finally shine on the Quartet.

Everyone seemed to see a great and devout preacher about to rise.

All forces gathered in the monastery. It stands to reason, does the leader of a town have such a big face?

The answer is, yes, at least in Grayscreen.

Before the disintegration of the powerful Baijas Empire, the Borderland was a part of it.

Later, the border country was a collection of small territories ruled by many dukes and barons.

Today, there are no countries on this continent, and naturally there are no kings and nobles.

The imperial power is buried in the dust of history, coupled with the barrier of the dark wilderness, the large and small territories with strong regional autonomy appear like weeds after the rain, densely covering the entire continent.

In other words, as long as you have a little bit of strength, you have a few people under you, a few swords in your waist, go up to the top of the mountain, and grab a ferry, you can also be a king, a noble, and a lord.

Of course, just close the door and entertain yourself. If you have fun by yourself, take it seriously, take it outside and talk nonsense about who you want to frighten, and you may end up being beaten up.

Now that Melissa is dead, it means that Elton, the elder of the town, has cut off one of his arms holding money. All forces are watching, wanting to see if the old lion's minions are still sharp, where is his bottom line, or if there is still a bottom line.

While waiting and watching, these forces also had to send people one after another to hold the old mayor's stinky feet.

Not because of his status as the mayor, but because the mayor Elton is the only Tier 3 swordsman in the town. He is also one of the two Tier 3 swordsmen in the entire territory, and the lord Savien Yaglin Tied together.

He has been re-elected as mayor for more than ten years. It has been too long for a long time. After a long time, people almost forget how coldly he used to sit in the position of mayor.

For smart people, ambition is often directly proportional to strength.

To say that anyone in this territory has the qualifications and courage to jump out and fight for the position of the lord, it must be Elton.

But if he doesn't argue, he is the true **** of Gray Screen.

The clogging of various forces in the monastery will undoubtedly lead to devastating results.

With the cemetery as the center of the circle, these people began to radiate around in the name of search.

In the cemetery, those thorns and weeds that had not been there for many years were eradicated, the tombs that had not been dug were dug up, the wealth of the burial was taken away, and the skulls were rolling everywhere.

In the end, even Sol's poor dry well was not spared, and was turned over from under the wreckage of the wagon by these men, and was exposed in full view.

But there was nothing at the bottom of the dusty well.

However, some trace scientists who are good at dealing with feces pointed out that there used to be human fires and traces of life here, and the dust on the ground was obviously man-made recently.

It's a pity that his small voice was soon drowned, and even a bubble didn't appear.

As the calendar gradually turned the pages and the investigation came to an end, the group returned their eyes to the monastery again.

So some nuns were torn off their skirts, some deacons were blackmailed, and some handymen were beaten up.

In fact, they can't be blamed. After all, these forces are only those from the countryside.

Seeing that the money is taken away, they usually have only two attitudes towards women. One is that I give you money and you sleep with me, and the other is that I forcibly sleep with you before taking your money.

Except for the obese bishop, the monastery was interrogated from top to bottom. The poor orphans and handymen even enjoyed the intimidation, temptation, coercion, and abuse.

The storm finally passed, and all the forces left one after another.

They came in a hurry, and went hurriedly, leaving behind a battered monastery.

As for whether these people found anything, that is another story.

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