The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Sigmund knew very well that although he had played a big role in the Crossroads bombing, in the eyes of the Oracle Church, he was just an insignificant figure.

He can think of and understand the scapegoat's operation, but from the analysis of Liam's morning newspaper report, the participant behind this incident is a bishop.

This is outrageous.

"Unless there is a greater appeal hidden behind this simple incident."

Recalling what Mr. Tree said, he quickly thought of the peace treaty signed between the Kingdom of Elland and the Church of the Oracle 20 years ago. According to Mr. Tree, the Kingdom of Elland at that time paid for the head of a superior In exchange for a compromise from the Oracle Church.

Calculating the time, it seems that the 20-year period is not far away.

Although he doesn't care about the so-called posthumous name, Sigmund doesn't want to bear the feeling of being ridden on his face. In this case, let's give the Oracle Church a big surprise in the so-called blessing ceremony.

It was early in the morning, and a thick layer of fog was floating on the sea. Standing on the top floor and lowering his head, Sigmund noticed that a large number of sailors and passengers had gathered on the deck at some point.

Everyone is next to each other. At this time, there is no distinction between status and status. Everyone stands on tiptoe, looking forward to a certain direction in the thick fog.

The ship moved forward to tear through the thick fog, and suddenly a voice full of surprise came from the crowd.

"Look! It's there!" A young sailor held up his cap that had come off because of excitement, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Abetus, it's Abetus!"

A gust of sea breeze blew in front of them, and the dense fog was blown away a little, and a vague city silhouette standing in the early morning appeared in front of everyone.

"Abetus!"

"Land of Hope, Abetus!"

Many people who came to Abetus for the first time danced and threw their hats into the sky, and the crowd was in a mess.

Standing on a high place, Sigmund saw a metropolis completely different from Liam's.

steel cement.

Steam and fantasy are the themes of this city, but the thick metallic color will not make the city look cold.

"It looks like I'm doomed to miss this city."

"Next time, maybe there will be a wonderful start."

When the ship docked, he declined the invitations of many spice merchants, took the subway to the steam square in Abetus, and boarded the train bound for Liam from there.

Calculating the time, he should be able to catch up with the blessing ceremony held by the Oracle Church in the Dawn Cathedral in the early morning of the next day.

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Liam City, Dawn Cathedral.

Igor Green sat at the head of the room, Eric and Hobbs stood opposite.

"Has the news been delivered?"

"Yes, sir. When I learned that you presided over this ceremony, the citizens of the whole city were excited. Maybe half of the city's residents will rush to the church door tomorrow morning." The spiritual teacher Eric looked excited.

Such a grand occasion will definitely greatly strengthen the power of the Oracle Church in Liam City. After this incident, the number of believers in the city will usher in a surge.

As a participant, Eric can also receive many honors.

"What they recognize is not me, but the identity of the bishop." Igor Green glanced at the two, "The strength of the church is our strength, you have to remember."

"Yes, sir."

"I sent all the knights and clergy of the church. In addition, I also got support from the mayor Wallace. The streets around the church have arranged maintenance personnel..." Eric reported his arrangement, and finally read Igor glanced.

"About your appearance..."

"It's very simple. You first lead all the citizens present to pray before dawn. After the prayer is over, I will fly down from the top of the church and spread the radiance in the state of the Holy Spirit. At that time, I need your support so that I can do as much as possible." cover a sufficiently large area."

"Don't worry, sir!" Eric looked uplifted, he could already imagine that scene, in the dark moment of dawn, on the silent street in front of the church.

Countless believers knelt down and then performed an unprecedented prayer under his leadership.

After the prayer is over and the believers open their eyes, he will calculate the time. At that time, the first ray of morning light in the sky will shine across the statue of the goddess on the top of the church and reflect in the eyes of the believers.

Think about that image.

Pious prayers, twilight morning light, goddess statues, and sincere eyes.

At this critical moment, he will release the supernatural, and let the bishop descend in the hymn.

The radiance emitted by the body of the holy spirit merged with the morning light, and the falling bishop was like a god. Eric believed that after seeing this scene, everyone present would become the most devout believer of the goddess.

He was trembling with excitement. The Oracle Church hadn't held a similar ceremony for many years.

All this seems simple, but it needs the right time, place and people.

The so-called miracles are naturally rare. If they are held frequently, they will lose their sense of mystery and solemnity.

Being able to participate in such a grand event is of great significance to Tier 5.

"By the way, remember to inform Marek that he will come to Dawn Church to meet me tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow is an important moment, I'm worried about Marek..." Eric hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, everything is under control, go down and prepare, maybe there will be believers coming to the door of the church after dark." Igor Green ordered.

At the same time, in the Marek Research and Consulting Company, the demon hunter received an unexpected visitor.

"Mr. Mayor, I didn't expect you to choose this way to meet me." Marek said sarcastically. On the sofa opposite him, Mayor Wallace put on a wig, raised his heels, and changed An ordinary windbreaker.

At first glance, he was already unrecognizable.

Wallace looked a little haggard. After being persuaded by Igor Green in the Chapel of Dawn that day, Wallace's faith was shaken. He didn't want to continue to face Marek, so he found a reason and left.

Since then, he has been avoiding Marek for various reasons, and slowly the communication about the chapel among the city councilors and nobles also spread.

There was another theory among the upper class, which fell into the ears of Marek, and he quickly understood the choice of Mayor Wallace.

Seeing Wallace at this time, he would naturally feel resentful.

"Are you convincing me for our lord bishop?"

"Not for him, I just don't want you to continue to fight."

Wallace took off his hat, "You have also seen the current situation. The church is in charge of all this, and most of the city councilors and nobles are on their side. Our strength is too weak."

According to the practice of the Oracle Church, there are no losers in handling this matter, and they have consolidated their precarious prestige.

The aldermen and the nobles have found an outlet for their emotions, and the rest of the work is easy for me to get on with, and you have nothing to lose.

I have read it. In the new investigation report, your role has been raised. I know you have the support of the Duke, but even so, within the demon hunters, you still need the corresponding honor to gain the recognition of others. .

Is there anything that can be more proud than facing a sixth-level star sage with a third-level strength?

Mayor Wallace persuaded, but after hearing his words, Marek was unmoved, and just replied coldly.

"Sigmund is gone."

"Sigmund, yes, Sigmund!" Wallace muttered a few words in a low voice, and suddenly raised his voice: "He is not the only one who died, you are a senior demon hunter, you know better than anyone else. , How often is death for you.”

"Did fewer people die in the explosion? But why do you only stare at one Sigmund? According to the handling of the Oracle Church, after the mood eases, the donations of merchants and nobles can also increase a lot. A victim is a good thing."

"For Sigmund's own sake, don't you care about the other victims?" Wallace asked, gritted his teeth, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

"hehe."

Facing his questioning, Marek sneered.

"I'm not as great as you say, I'm a bad drinker, a gambler, a despicable guy who can only open widow's windows, I can't control so much, I can only take care of the people and things around me under the condition of limited ability .”

"I can't think of and can't control the things you said." He sneered and looked at Wallace mockingly.

"After all, people have to be realistic and know their own length, so as to avoid the embarrassment after taking off their pants."

"Okay, let's talk about Sigmund." Wallace sighed.

"The Oracle Church only mentioned a reckless young man, but did not name him..."

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Marek sneered, "Many city councilors who have been in contact with us have already guessed Sigmund's identity."

"That's different. As long as there is no official conclusion for a day, then guesses can only be guesses. I think you should understand the difference."

In addition, I also heard the news that the bishop mobilized the city councilors and nobles to build a memorial square, and the location was chosen in the original clock tower area.

At that time, they will cast bronze statues there and engrave the names of the victims on the steles. The cast bronze statues will choose men, women, children and the elderly as representatives.

If all goes well, Sigmund's image will be engraved on the statue of that man. Although he is not signed, he can remain in the memorial square forever and be cherished by everyone in the city.

This is the greatest honor a demon hunter can enjoy without revealing his identity.

He didn't lose anything in the first place, and now that he can become a statue, coupled with the corresponding compensation from the church, there is no loser in handling this matter.

Wallace looked earnestly.

Marek's eyes loosened for a moment, and what really moved him was the statue Wallace mentioned.

He didn't speak, he lit his pipe and took a deep breath, he seemed to think of something, "It seems that everything is fine."

Hearing his words, Wallace's expression relaxed a little.

"I suddenly remembered an interesting thing. If Sigmund was still alive, after knowing all the plans, what do you think he would say?"

"What?" Wallace asked curiously.

"He will say, you need to pay more!"

Marek laughed loudly, "That kid will definitely not let go of this opportunity, and will definitely take the opportunity to make a big deal!"

Hearing this, Wallace's expression suddenly relaxed.

If there is a requirement, we can negotiate, and we can find a balance point that both parties are satisfied with.

In the whole incident, Marek was an inescapable link, and his attitude was crucial.

"What do you want?" Wallace asked.

"I haven't finished talking yet. This is just the first step. It doesn't matter if you take the money and enjoy the benefits. What matters is after this." Marek looked at Wallace.

"If it was Sigmund, he would definitely tell you after he got the benefits..."

After a slight pause, Marek changed the topic.

"Fuck you!!"

"Marek!" Wallace realized that he had been fooled at this moment, stood up abruptly and whispered angrily.

Da da.

Knocking the ash in the pipe, Marek crossed his legs, "That's why I said this is what Sigmund said. If it were me, I would skip to the second step."

After speaking, he slowly raised his head, his cold eyes swept to Wallace.

"Still leaving? Wait for me to say those words just now?!"

His face was pale and the injury obviously hadn't healed yet, but at this moment, Wallace couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when Marek glanced at him coldly.

"You have no chance. The person leading the whole incident is a 6th rank. You know the weight of a 6th rank better than anyone else. Even the Lord Duke needs to pay attention to it."

"Recognize the reality. Until now, the Demon Hunter Headquarters has not sent high-level extraordinary people to Liam City. Doesn't this explain everything?"

"The door is there." Marek pointed casually without raising his head.

"The result is doomed, don't insist unnecessary." Wallace put on his hat again and walked towards the door.

"Are you no longer neutral?" Marek asked suddenly before leaving the door.

"20 years of peace are coming to an end, no one can remain neutral any longer."

Wallace pushed open the door, and several eyes in the corridor enveloped him, but after making a choice, he no longer flinched.

Ah.

Juana made no secret of her contempt. Until now, she still couldn't believe that the man would die so vaguely.

"Captain!" Everyone walked into the office.

"Haven't the high-level come over yet?" Gildo looked expectant.

"No one will come, it's just us here." Marek put his feet on the table.

"Why?"

"A major event happened, and the manpower was transferred. If it wasn't for the physical injury and the unresolved matter here, I would have left Liam City."

"Our number of high-level transcendental beings can't be compared with that of the church at all. In the event of such an emergency, it will be as it is now, and no one will be available." Marek is also very helpless.

With the addition of the Church God Kingdom and the large and small religious dependent countries, the number of extraordinary people they can mobilize is extremely amazing.

"What should I do next?" Juana couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

"Captain, there is a man named Savery downstairs who wants to see you." At this moment, the fat man Harris ran upstairs.

"Savery... an owl?" Juana asked strangely.

A while later, in Marek's office, everyone saw the handsome Savery, and they would be very surprised if Sigmund was here.

Because Savery at this time is at least ten years younger than when he met last time.

"I saw the information in the newspaper." Savery looked anxious, "Sigmon..."

"He was killed in Cross Street."

"What?!" Savery was struck by lightning.

"The teacher has consolidated the sixth level, and is going to take Sigmund back to Abetus, but now..."

"What teacher? What level 6?!" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. The Sigmund you mentioned and the Sigmund we know don't seem to be the same person, right?

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