The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Fallen Contractors are natural assassins, but they are not the best guards." Sigmund looked past the man standing in front of him, and looked at King Dolei, who was crouching on the throne.

"Don't be nervous, I'm an Elamite, and I'm sending a formal friendly interview to Dorei as a knight protecting the country. Don't worry, Elam is a civilized country, and I'm also a reasonable person. I just want to ask Why was Elan's embassy in Dolei destroyed, and why did you launch a warship to attack the merchant ship that was about to leave?"

"It's the order of the oracle church, we have no choice!" King Dorrey screamed, the harbor, the White Rose Church was destroyed, and Sigmund's arrival. This series of events defeated the majesty of the king's disguise.

"Very good." Sigmund nodded, "I believe that you are also victims."

"Yes, that's it." Hearing Sigmund's words, King Dolei's expression softened a little, but his expression froze on his face the next moment.

"I believe you are innocent, but unfortunately, we still died, many people died..." Sigmund narrowed his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed.

At this moment, the whole room seemed to have fallen into a static state, and the time here seemed to be extended infinitely. At the same time, in the void behind Sigmund, a man with bandages all over his body and strange runes written on the bandages The figure appeared out of thin air.

With the movement of the figure, the runes written on the bandage quickly dissipated, but for some reason, his body could move freely in this almost static space.

"Sorry, this is my responsibility, protecting the king is my creed!" The bandage broke and the rune burned, and the man stabbed out the weapon in his hand. At this moment, he burned all his beliefs, energy and life!

But at the moment when the weapon in his hand was about to stab Sigmund's neck, a series of crushing sounds came from the abrupt, frozen space. Under the man's unbelievable gaze, Sigmund turned around. Raise your hand.

The tip of the index finger touched the tip of the dagger.

A golden light appeared on the surface of his body, and the power imprisoned on him was torn apart. With a roar, the whole room returned to normal.

Kaka!

The man's body stopped in place, and the dagger in his hand began to shatter into pieces from the tip. The cracks on the weapon passed through his wrist, shoulder, and spread all over his body.

"Why bother?" Sigmund sighed softly. The moment the man attacked, he made up his mind to die. No matter whether it was successful or not, an attack that poured all the essence of life into it could kill him.

"I just want to try it." The bandage on the surface of the body fell off, and the man's face turned gray, "Try the gap between me, Dressel, and the black knight."

"Pity……"

Sigmund was silent for a while. Dressel was an epoch-making genius. Based on his understanding of that man, as long as he entered the sixth level and became a black knight, no one in the same level could escape from him.

So obviously, Dressel and this man in front of him were acquainted once, he defeated this man, but didn't kill him, but many years later, this man was still dead at the hands of another black knight.

"You are already remarkable." Sigmund took a last look at the man, "Counting you, there should be more than ten sixth-level dead in my hands, and more than two seventh-level ones."

He turned and walked towards the shivering King Dore.

"So that's the case." The man's eyes were dim, shattered like a stone statue, and turned into a cloud of dust.

"What are you going to do?" King Dorei screamed, "If you kill me, the hatred between the two countries will not be resolved..."

"Why should I kill you?" Sigmund stood in front of King Dore, "You just said very clearly that you are also a victim, and the church forced you to do so, so the real perpetrators are the Oracle Church. It is my enemy."

"That's right, that's it." King Dolei nodded frantically.

"Then you shouldn't continue to coerce the people of Elam and start a war against Elam, right?" Sigmund asked with a smile.

"Of course, of course not!" The king nodded quickly.

"Would you mind doing me a little favor?"

"Say it." King Dolei looked attentive.

Sigmund didn't speak. In the corridor behind him, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, and then the dragon hunting armor over three meters tall pierced through the wall and strode in.

In the palm of the dragon-hunting armor, he pinched the archbishop White Rose who had no resistance.

"What are you going to do?" King Dolei looked terrified.

"It's very simple, help me kill him." Sigmund said expressionlessly.

King Dorrey glanced at the archbishop who was still panting, and took a deep breath.

"What?!"

"How can I……"

"It's very simple." Sigmund smiled and stuffed a dagger into King Dorei's hand. He didn't say any threatening words, and even had a gentle smile on his face, but for some reason, every move he made made him King Dore's hair stood on end.

"You can't do that."

"Obviously, I can." Sigmund's eyes were cold. "The moment you gave the order to attack, you should have thought of what happened today and accepted any result." A hand was placed on King Dore's shoulder.

"Or you can take a bet that if you do nothing, will I kill you?"

"Ah!" King Dolei roared, the veins on his face popped, and then he stabbed the weapon in his hand into the throat of Archbishop White Rose.

Chi Chi Chi!

He hacked frantically until the archbishop's entire head was severed from his body.

"Very good." Sigmund nodded in satisfaction, "This Archbishop White Rose is probably the worst saint to die."

"I did it, I did it as you asked, don't kill me." King Dolei threw away the dagger in his hand.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but if a saint dies, will the higher-ups of the church let you go? Or, even if they are willing to believe that you are innocent and willing to forgive you for what you have done, yourself... ...will you really believe it?"

"I..." King Dolei opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Sigmund reached out and touched King Dore's forehead, leaving something in his brain, and turned to leave the palace.

Sigmund was lucky. The White Rose Archbishop just happened to gather Dolei's power in the Oracle Church, and he wiped it all out. Next, he will continue to go north to destroy another power of the Oracle Church in the northern continent. .

This time he came suddenly, and all forces were unprepared, but after the news of Dolei was passed on, in Baghtia on the northern plateau, the Oracle Church should gather strength and set a trap.

But Sigmund is not afraid of this. He also made sufficient preparations for this trip to the north. As for the cowardly King Dolei, Sigmund has already planted the seeds of chaos in his brain.