After the holy sword is broken

Chapter 12

On a starless and moonless night, the torches in the hands of the soldiers turned the entire city into daylight.The ever-bustling city that never sleeps has fallen into an unusual carnival.

The sound of stepping steps that gradually changed from orderly to messy, the increasingly mixed sounds of metal and iron soldiers, and the howling of innocent people, all mixed together, deduced a dark prelude full of chaos and fear.

The civilians closed their doors and windows tightly, huddled in the corner of the bed, and silently prayed to the gods, praying for the end of the dark night.

The witch opened her eyes.

The window is covered with overcast clouds, and it is extremely difficult to see the stars and the moon in the rainy season of the dock town.

The palpitation brought by the dream has not faded away, reminding her constantly that this is not an ordinary dream.

She reached out and grabbed the herbal medicine in the pillow, which is a formula used to help stimulate prophetic dreams.

what happened?

"Ms. Philia, good morning. Is there a morning meeting today?"

The female mage holding a heavy book stopped and nodded to another young mage wearing a monocle, her brown eyes were deep and quiet.

"A temporary decision meeting, there is an emergency."

Monocle nodded without asking further questions.

The religious order has been exposed to too many emergencies of all kinds, and it has become the norm. These are often resolved by the core or high-level members of the religious order. For ordinary members, the impact is not great.

Judging from the number of people, today is probably a core meeting.

Watching Fei Liya walk into the conference hall, a well-informed member of the church came over.

"It is said that it is an urgent message from the mysterious chapter."

"Which one is the Mysterious Chapter?" The little witch who didn't know when she appeared asked.

Monocle: "The King City Jeweler."

The Mysterious Chapter is also one of the sects of the Star Cult Department, and the main means of survival is to rely on selling jewelry.

Mages and clergy need the natural power of gemstones. When these powers are exhausted, they are worthless for magic, but this does not affect the ornamental value of jewelry.

The Mystery Chapter sees through business opportunities, earns the price difference from both sides through recycling and reselling, and then uses part of the initial profit to win the mining rights of several mining areas, obtain resources at a lower cost, and expand the path of recycling and reselling. Realized the profiteering business of selling one gemstone twice.

And because its headquarter was established in the human royal city, it has another name - "Jeweler of the Royal City".

"Wangcheng?" The little witch nodded thoughtfully.

"Lena, are you okay?" Monocle asked with some concern: "You look bad, didn't you sleep well?"

The little witch didn't wear a hood. When she heard this question, she stretched out her hand to touch her face in a wooden way, and blinked slowly: "Is it... It seems that I had a prophetic dream. I wanted to find Fei Liya. Ma'am ask, but..."

The door of the conference hall suddenly opened, and the chief priest appeared at the door.

"Lena, inform all members of the church in Dock Town to gather in the auditorium within an hour, and there will be a collective meeting."

"Ah good."

Today's witch is a bit dull, she clumsily drew a silver chain from her neck, held the sterling silver tome emblem in her palm, closed her eyes, and lowered her head slightly.

Intangible spiritual power spread out in an instant.

"This is also one of the school grounds of the religious order, but it has been deserted recently."

Alger and Burgess are located in an open space outside Dock Town.

The soil here is so compacted that even weeds cannot grow, until a clump or two of grass begins to grow on the outskirts of the school field, here and there, here and there, with white bellflowers here and there.

A gust of wind blows, bringing a little chill.

Alger raised his head slightly: "Today is also gloomy, it shouldn't be, the rainy season in Dock Town is almost over, right?"

"Does it have a long rainy season here?" Burgess asked.

Alger withdrew his gaze and nodded at him: "After all, the weather is like this near the sea. But it doesn't seem to be so long in the past. Before the two moons coincide, it should have been sunny."

The trajectories of the two months are always changing, and at the end of each season, they will overlap once.The calendar of the New World is divided into four quarters according to this.

"But you can't see the moon at night on cloudy and rainy days," he sighed: "It's been a rough day."

What's the date today, what's the date tomorrow, what's the day after tomorrow?

Burgess stood on the side and looked at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking very peaceful.

Alger seemed to sense something, and took out a pendant from his arms.

"There is an urgent meeting." Reading the information from the emblem, he bid farewell to Burgess in a hurry: "Sorry, I am sorry."

In group meetings of the religious group, except for children who have not officially joined the religious group due to age reasons, and members who are in different places and cannot make it in time, it is generally required that all be present.Absence is permitted only in exceptional circumstances.

Burgess shook his head: "It's okay, please go to work, I can go back by myself."

When Alger arrived at the auditorium of the Poetry of Truth, many people had already gathered there. According to the usual order, the front row was reserved, and each of them found a place to sit down.

The auditorium is not quiet, there are endless "buzzing" whispers, speculation about the content of the meeting, and ordinary greetings, mixed together, combined with the gloomy weather outside the window, it makes people feel a little oppressed and chest tight.

Alger saw Dana, walked over naturally, and sat down beside him.

The mage sat on the chair, noticed Alger's arrival, and didn't look back. He just said casually: "Except for the oracle apocalypse and the change of the gate of hell, there are very few situations that require a group meeting."

The collective meeting of the religious order is not so much a gathering of people to make decisions, as it is an important announcement and task.

Decisions are always made by a few people. Others can object or raise objections, but it is still not up to them to decide whether to adopt it or not.

"And this news came from the royal city," he continued: "To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the first two is probably because our royal family has done some kind of demon again."

"...Being a demon." Alger glanced at the mage: "Can't you show some respect to the royal family?"

Dana raised her jaw, carelessly.

Watch it.

When the front row was full, the chief priest appeared in front of the auditorium, pressing his hands down slightly.

There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and the meeting began.

"In the early hours of this morning, we received a secret letter from the mysterious chapter.

"As shown in the letter, last night, there was a sudden rebellion in the royal palace, which was successfully suppressed that night. But, before that, the power of the religious order was also involved."

The leader of the church looked sad.

"Filo, the fourth executor of the Poetry of Truth," he closed his eyes, "unfortunately died in his line of duty."

The entire auditorium was quiet for a while, and there was a loud explosion. Cries of grief, voices of questioning, and voices of accountability were mixed together. The core members in the front row who had already known about the matter were unable to stop it, and instead made the scene more and more chaotic.

It wasn't until the auditorium was suddenly illuminated by lightning and there was a thunderous explosion that it fell silent again.

The witch who was the instigator looked at the chief priest blankly, her voice was neither high nor low, and her emotions were unclear: "How did Fei Luo die?"

"He died in rebellion."

"I know he died in rebellion, we all know, but how did he die!"

Lightning flashed out of the window again.

There was silence in the auditorium, and everyone was waiting for an explanation. The witch's question was also their question.

"He was drawn into a struggle by one side of rebellion and repression, and in the course of the conflict, he died protecting a member of the royal family."

The chief priest explained a few words in as calm a manner as possible.

"who is it."

"That's not what you should be asking."

The lightning flashed on one after another, making the room pale, and outside the window, thunder rang out.

The witch smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes: "I overstepped."

"Lena." A female voice intervened in the conversation. Fei Liya in the black robe stood up from the middle of the front row, and she was rarely holding any books in her hands.

"The loss of Paoze, we are all grieving, please believe that the grief in my heart is not lighter than yours.

"But blind hatred can't solve any problems. We have to guard against any irrational behavior. Standing behind you, there are thousands of colleagues."

"But……"

This time, the witch couldn't help crying as soon as she opened her mouth. Tears rolled in her eyes. She choked up a sob, forced her voice to stabilize, and continued, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"It's not that I can't accept the death of my comrades, we are all prepared. But he can die on the front line of the gate of hell, he can fall on the battlefield of crusade against evil, but why... why, why did he die in a conspiracy and infighting , will die in the dirty calculations of politicians?!"

By the end of the speech, it had become a hissing roar.

The sound of "crashing" water sounded outside the window, and the torrential rain finally fell.

The mage wearing a monocle was sitting beside her, holding down the little witch's clenched fist on the armrest, frowning, very worried.

Dana happened to be sitting behind him, leaning forward slightly at this time, putting one hand on the witch's twitching shoulders, and muttering a spell.

The light flashed, and the sealed rune formed a chain around the girl, and the magic wave was released and then closed in an instant.

"Lena, calm down."

Witches are special spellcasters. Compared with mages, they are more emotional, and the power of emotions will greatly affect the exercise of spells.

Beside Dana, Alger, who had been in shock since the news was released, suddenly said, his voice was hoarse and low: "Where's the ninth executor?"

There is also an imperceptible tremor at the end.

"She's missing. We've lost all news of her." This time it was still Fei Liya who answered. Even though the announcement was extremely bad news, the quiet female voice had the power to calm people's hearts.

"Isn't this..." Alger's voice suddenly faltered. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and spoke again, still dry and hoarse: "This is not a good omen."

The ninth executor and the fourth executor were stationed in Wangcheng together. At this time, Fei Luo was dead. In the conspiracy against the religious order, most of the ninth executors could not escape disaster.

In addition, there is another worry. The two executors are husband and wife for many years, and they have a strong relationship. If Feiluo died in vain, if his wife can survive, I am afraid that he will want revenge.

revenge.

How hostile, and how hearty words.

It's what they all want to do, but just can't do.

"This is no longer a simple bloody incident. Kingship and theocracy are always sensitive|sensitive topics. Even if the iron law of the religious order never participates in politics and has power beyond the world, this itself is full of taboos.

"Even more like this..."

Fei Liya didn't go on, but everyone present could understand.

Since the end of the dark ages and the re-establishment of the human empire, religion has been in an awkward position.

The original royal power was established by them, and the secular power was also given up by them on their own initiative.

The loyalty of the people is dedicated to the royal family, and the faith of the people is attributed to the gods.

Nobles have a long history of secret art and master the power of mystery, and the church also has the favor of the gods.

Even if they set an iron law that religious groups are not allowed to participate in politics, suspicion and fear will grow in secret.

There was silence in the auditorium.

"We have already sent an official note to the royal family. Moreover, we will also convene the major church groups of the Department of Education to start the Star World Conference."

The voice of the chief priest sounded again: "There will be no unquestionable justice, and there should be no unnecessary sacrifices."