After the holy sword is broken

Chapter 24 [Inverted V starts]

Ok?

Burgess and Alger looked at each other, and then looked away.

Burgess dipped the second piece of bread into the soup: "Tell me about it."

The adventurer had a smile on his face, and he was about to speak, but Alger stopped him.

The executor was still wearing a long cloak and a hood. He took out a small bottle from his pocket, clamped the adventurer's chin, and forced down the potion in the bottle.

The action is rough and there is no tenderness at all.

"From now on, every time you tell a lie, your soul will be burned by the flames of the Kingdom of God. How painful it is, you can try it."

Alger let go of his hand, and said condescendingly: "Now, you can speak."

He took two steps back and sat down on the other side of the small table.

The adventurer knelt on the ground, trembling a little, choked on two mouthfuls of potion, coughed twice before stammering: "That's...someone will start a demon summoning ceremony near here, as long as those who receive the invitation, offer sacrifices, You can, get...get the gift from the devil.

"Strength, wealth, beauty... as long as you want it, you can achieve it!"

As he spoke, there was a trace of fanaticism in his eyes.

Alger looked down at him: "The location? Where is it?"

The adventurer trembled: "I, I don't know, I'm also... ahhh!"

The voice was interrupted by a shrill scream. The adventurer was full of pain, rolling on the ground uncontrollably, struggling with his limbs, both as if he wanted to be freed from the chains, and as if he wanted to rub the skin off his body.

"You don't listen to advice." Alger said lightly.

"My lord! I was wrong! Please let me go! Please, for the sake of the gods!"

"Quiet." Burgess put the last piece of bread into the hot soup, and frowned slightly.

This is a simple, cheap hotel with extremely poor sound insulation, and it will be troublesome to make too much noise.

Alger didn't react, he just calmly looked at the person writhing in pain on the ground.

After the other party's pain eased and he stopped struggling, he asked again: "Where is the location? Tell me."

"In...the nameless mountain range outside the city, I don't know the details, but this time it's true! It's true!"

The adventurer had tears all over his face, repeating it over and over again.

Alger watched him silently, and when the adventurer became uneasy again, he asked again: "What about the time? The time of the ceremony and the time when you are required to be present."

"After the two moons coincide at the turn of winter and spring...the first moonless night." There was a cry in the voice, and the whole person was trembling slightly.

A moonless night does not refer to the night when the double moon is not visible under the cloud, but refers to the time when the double moon is not in the night sky.

Between every two moons, there will be three moonless nights, and the New World divides the months accordingly.

The night of losing the protection of the sacred double moon is the darkest moment of the entire continent. It is said that all the evil and terrorists hiding in the darkness will quietly emerge at this time.

"Where did your news come from?"

"I, two days ago, I robbed a businessman. He didn't bring many things, but they were all expensive things. Like that tobacco, it comes from the Eastern Forest. A small bag can buy a whole town .I don't have much cash in my pocket, but I have a lot of bills with a large denomination..."

Because gold, silver and copper coins are inconvenient to carry and calculate, many merchants often use credit notes in the process of doing business.These bills come from the Imperial Bank | Bank guaranteed by the human royal family.

"Get to the point." Alger emphasized his tone.

The adventurer shrank his neck, but the trembling of his body slowly stopped.

"Yes, yes. At that time, I dug out a yellow|yellow gemstone from his pocket, and I didn't know what it was. As soon as it fell into my hand, my mind... inexplicably, a little bit more appeared. Pile things, what kind of demons, what kind of rituals, contracts... I don't understand all of them, I only heard the bards on the street say that this is all the business of the mages, I..."

"Where are the gems?" Burgess picked up the cream-covered dessert.

The adventurer looked at Alger and said reluctantly, "It's in the inner pocket of my jacket."

Alger stood up, touched the opponent's body twice skillfully, and took out a stone from his inner pocket.

This is a citrine, the tentacles are slightly cool, and in the dim light of the room, it is shining with a mysterious luster.

The sky outside the window was getting dark, Alger returned to the table and lit a candle.

"What about the merchant? Does he know about it?"

The sound of orderly footsteps came from outside the window, from far to near, it was the patrolling soldiers in the town.

"My lord," the adventurer sniffed, eager to please, "Don't worry, I've already killed him."

"Oh, dressed like an adventurer, it turned out to be a robber and a murderer."

Burgess looked indifferent and authentic.

He finished eating the dessert in his hand, and stretched out a little pink tongue to roll away the cream stuck to the corner of his mouth.

The adventurer, lying on the ground and barely raising his head, looked straight again.

Burgess glanced at him, picked up the soup bowl at hand and was about to smash it, but Alger hurriedly stopped him.

"No, you have to return this when you're done using it."

Burgess put down the soup bowl in his hand, and sneered: "I almost committed the crime of obscenity|obscenity. What else can I say, go to hell after death!"

After cursing, he looked at Alger: "Have you finished asking?"

"almost."

Burgess stood up and shouted out the window: "Guards."

The sound of neat footsteps stopped, and the patrol soldiers in thin armor looked towards the window.

Burgess threw down a shiny object, which was caught by the patrol officer.

He stared intently, showing surprise on his face, and then saluted Burgess: "My lord knight, what are your orders?"

"My companion and I caught a fugitive who killed someone. Come here and take him away."

The patrol chief was very surprised when he heard the news, and he quickly responded: "Yes."

With that team of guards, hurried into the hotel.

"Master Knight, is this the person?"

The patrol chief saluted Burgess again, handed back the things in his hand, and asked the adventurer lying on the ground.

"Yes, he killed an innocent businessman. Besides, my fellow priest said he was bewitched by demons, and you must not listen to his nonsense."

Burgess looked at Alger.

Still wearing the hood, Alger showed them the documents that could prove his identity.

The patrol soldiers hurriedly saluted him: "My lord priest."

Argel signaled that they don't need to be too polite, and warned: "As he said, don't listen to the degenerate words that originated from hell."

The patrol soldiers should be panicked.

"No! The devil's summoning ceremony is real! They stole my things and want to monopolize the benefits! Don't listen to them! I really, I really...ah——"

The chief of the patrol soldier kicked him: "Don't talk nonsense! How dare you speak rudely to the two adults?! The two adults still care about your stuff?!"

Alger sighed. The priest from the poem of truth said with compassion: "He was just bewitched by the devil. God has mercy on the world. We will all be redeemed, and so will he. But before that, you Be firm in your faith and not listen to his evil words.

"May the gods bless you."

"May the Lord bless us." The patrol soldiers responded in fear. Their voices were not very neat, but they generally expressed similar meanings.

"Go." Burgess waved.

The patrols shackled the prisoner and escorted him out of the room, where the sergeant respectfully handed back to Burgess the metal chains that had bound the man.

The metal chain was finely crafted, with strings of obscure runes engraved on the surface, and the magic fluctuations appeared and disappeared. It was obviously a magic item.

After the patrolling soldiers left, Alger took off his hood, revealing his handsome but strange face.

"Are you a knight?" he asked.

"No, I am the lord of the knights. This was taken from his collar before leaving the royal city."

Burgess seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.What he was playing with on his fingertips was a metal badge with crossed swords and spears placed in front of the shield, which was the symbol of the knights conferred by the human empire.

Unlike a rank in the Order, this is a title of nobility.Many lords will also use the unique family crest of the family instead of the unified badge to clearly indicate the knight's affiliation.

"What did you drink for him just now? The 'Teritaserum' secreted by the order?" Burgess asked.

He had never heard of such a magical potion, so he could only name it casually to refer to it.

Alger chuckled lightly: "There's no such thing. It's just a weakened version of [Fire Bramble]. It's a failed product made by the apprentices in the sect. I use it to do a little deception."

[Fire Thorns] potion is a permanent buff potion used by warriors to temper their bodies. In the early stages of the warrior class, it has a significant effect on tempering the strength of the body. The only disadvantage is that there will be a burning flame when it takes effect pain.

The failed products made by the apprentices failed because they had stronger side effects, but the potion's real effects were almost nonexistent.

It is neither a finished medicine nor a poison|drug.

"How do you know when he's going to lie?"

"Experience, and induction."

"Aren't you violating the teachings of the religious order? It was the same with those patrolling soldiers just now, and they were very skillful in bluffing." Burgess raised his eyebrows.

Alger thought for a while: "No, this is allowed. Priests and priests said that there are no unrighteous acts, only unrighteous purposes. Although there are many premises in this sentence, I don't think what I did beyond the premise.”

"Okay." Burgess was too lazy to chat with the priest: "Did you go to the intelligence dealer to find out anything?"

Alger tapped the table with his fingertips: "It can't be said that there is no gain, but..."

He shook his head: "It is impossible to determine whether the two things are related."

"Tell me?"

"There are many cases of missing children here and in the surrounding towns. Since the missing children are all from slums, local officials have not paid much attention to them.

"If the final destination of these children is the mountain range that the person just mentioned, perhaps some clues can be added, but they were not sent there, but went directly out of the jurisdiction of the 'Holy Gate'."

Alger frowned and thought for a while, and finally he could only shake his head: "Maybe it's a population smuggling|smuggling case, most related to the slave trade in the Dark Crypt."

Burgess tilted his head slightly, a little puzzled: "Since your information is so detailed, didn't you think about taking care of him?"

Alger's finger tapping on the table paused: "This is not within the jurisdiction of the religious order, we are only responsible for matters outside the laws of the empire, within the limits of the dogma, and involving extraordinary power.

"It's the same in the dark crypt. The human empire and the blood race have reached a tacit agreement. There are some things... as long as they are not too excessive, we cannot interfere."

"So, just let this kind of vicious incident happen within your ability?"

"No, it can't be considered within our capabilities, because we don't need it, and we can't take care of it. Everyone, within the territory of the empire, must perform their duties, and they must not neglect their duties or overstep."

"Your justice is really strange," Burgess shook his head: "I still like the temples of the city-states in the ancient Holy Land."

That was... the time when humans and gods lived together, when divine power was above everything else, how can it be compared now?

Alger just sighed: "Maintaining order is the best justice."

Burgess snorted softly, disapprovingly.

"Don't worry about these things. Even if you really compete with me, you can't handle it. Why don't you think about the problem in front of you."

He took out the box containing the topaz and placed it with the citrine he had just confiscated: "What's the secret behind these two gems?"

"What's the use of asking me, I'm not a mage." Burgess leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair.

"Guess, just guess."

Alger's face reflected by the candlelight was full of seriousness and concentration, and his voice was steady and calm.

"A part of the superficial truth seems to have been revealed."