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Chapter 347 The meaning of life

Niniluo agreed very readily to Eckhart's proposal for a truce. Everyone is smart. The key to the success or failure of this time is not Querofi, but the result of the game in Via Castle!

The ancestors' congressional caused chaos in Querofi, which was nothing more than to force Viscount Morroen to dispatch Eckhart and the Guards to reduce the garrison of Viagra. As for Ninilu and others who stayed in Querofi, they needed to delay the suppression of Eckhart and the Guards to prevent the other party from returning to the castle of Viagra. Now Eckhart voluntarily stayed in Querofi and waited for the result of the incident with them, so they had no reason to continue fighting.

Eckhart believed that Viscount Morrown would win. Similarly, Niniro and Sai'an also believed that Enoch and others could successfully assassinate Viscount Morrown, so it eventually turned into a contest of confidence between the two.

Although Eckhart is confident of destroying the ancestors of Querofi, once the two sides continue to fight, it will inevitably cause a large number of casualties. The most important thing is that Querofi's current situation does not allow Eckhart to waste time on such meaningless confrontation. Every time the suppression time is delayed, Querofi's situation becomes more and more tragic.

The doctrine of the Glorious Church is a human ideal that advocates truth, goodness and beauty. After countless years of inheritance and development, the Glorious Church has long become a vital force in the political and military levels of Elderland. Any organization cannot escape the essential changes once it expands. However, even if there is darkness and filthiness within the Glorious Church, at least believers who truly believe in and follow the doctrine of the Glorious Church still exist. As the famous guardian knight of the Glorious Church, Eckhart is such a devout believer.

"Since you agree with my proposal, can you order your people to restrain the thugs in the city that cause chaos?" Eckhart said immediately.

"I'm sorry. We can't control the people who created the chaotic killing of Querofine, because these people are not ours." Niniro spread her hands and said she couldn't help.

"They are not yours?" Eckhart said with a frown.

Ninilu understood the meaning of the other party's words. If those thugs were not theirs, why would they obey their orders and cause the current tragic situation in Querofi. She had to curl her lips and said, "These people are just a group of poor fools who have been bewitched and instigated by us."

"So, no matter how I deal with them, you will not have any objection?" Eckhart said in a deep voice.

"Of course." Niniluo said without any attention. "It's just that I hope you will still abide by our agreement after disposing of them!"

"No one of the Knights of the Celestials is a traitor." Eckhart said.

"But don't forget that even the purest group will have one or two scum, such as Karagunis, the once famous apostate knight in the Holy Hall of Glory!" Ninilu said with a smile.

"But he paid the price of betrayal with his death!" said Eckhart.

Karagunis, a famous sacred chapel of the Glorious Holy Church fifty-three years ago. He had supreme light and was even crowned as a sacred son. Everyone thought that he would become the next pope of the Glorious Holy Church. Who knew one day that he suddenly betrayed the Glorious Holy Church and threw himself into the arms of his mortal enemy's overturning fangs. As a result, Karagunis, who was familiar with the many secrets of the Glorious Holy Church, caused the forces controlled by the Glorious Holy Church to suffer a complete blow. Although he eventually died in the hands of the director of the Heretic Judgment of the Glorious Holy Church, the sudden change caused by him has not restored its former supreme glory to this day!

Why did Sissinia, a small country on the edge of Elderland, make the high-ranking shrine behind the scenes? In a sense, Sissinia is just one of the victims of the glory that has been working hard to revive the past glory.

The ruins of corpses were left on the streets of Querofi, and the flowing blood penetrated into the ground and became darker and redder. The lingering firelight reflected the confrontation between the two ends. Everyone held the weapons in their hands tightly. There was a strong sense of vigilance and hostility in their eyes. Even if the armistice agreement was reached, the death of the companion made the two unable to forgive each other forever, and the blood debt could only be paid for blood!

Eckhart raised his hand to call an officer. After whispering a few words, the officer immediately stared at the group of black-robed men opposite him with anger, and then led the remaining guards knights to other cities in Querofi to prepare for the suppression!

Niniluo looked at the departure of the Guards, staring at Eckhart, who was standing alone in the middle of the street with interest, saying, "His Excellency Eckhart, is it really okay to let them go? Aren't you afraid that we will attack you by violating the agreement? I know you may look down on our strength, but no matter how strong a person is, he will be exhausted. With your own strength, you cannot compete with a group!"

"You are right! But I believe you will not betray our agreement!" Eckhart said calmly, and he glanced at Sai An beside her: "If I hadn't guessed wrong, you are not a member of the ancestors' public opinion!"

Niniluo said "Huh" and said in surprise: "How did you see this?"

"The words and deeds you have shown so far," Eckhart said.

"Tsk tsk... I suddenly feel that you have the temperament of a patriarch." Niniluo exclaimed, but in fact she was implicitly sarcastic about the other party's charlatan and mysterious taste.

"Ms., I want to ask you a question, why do you want to help your ancestors and publicly discuss the poor and innocent people of Querofe?" Eckhart ignored Ninilu's sarcasm and asked back.

"I have my reasons, but I have never hurt the people here with malicious intentions." Niniluo's face turned a righteous.

"Although you have no intention, hundreds of people in Querofe have been destroyed because of your family!" said Eckhart.

"What? Are you judging me?" Niniluo's eyes flashed with a cold light and narrowed slightly. "Don't impose the teachings of your glory church on me. Not everyone will follow your hypocritical style!"

"I have no right to judge anyone, and I have no idea of ​​infusing you the teachings of the Church." Eckhart said rationally: "The purpose of what I say to you is only to let you take action to calm the chaotic situation in Querofe with me!"

"Ha ha……"

Niniluo laughed wildly as if she had heard a huge joke. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, pointed the dagger in her hand at Eckhart and said, "After just reached an armistice agreement, you are planning to seek cooperation more and more? Are you too naive and pedantic? Don't forget the identity of our enemy!"

"It seems you refused." Eckhart shook his head and looked around the surrounding ruins. In front of the burned house, the bustling scenes still remained in the memory not far away. The enthusiastic sound of merchants and vendors, the cheerful play of children, and the cheerful chatter and discussion of citizens have been buried in the flames and smoke and will never see each other again.

One by one, the living lives disappeared.

One by one, familiar and unfamiliar faces dimmed.

And they are just the pitiful innocent victims in the struggle between the two forces behind the scenes of power conspiracy. At the bottom, they are weak and they are slaughtered like domestic animals. The strong survive and the weak perish. Ah! What a ridiculous but bloody reality!

People are born unequal. Are people born to treat differently? Why is the world so distorted? What is the meaning of human existence? Is it just for mutual harm?

Eckhart has been thinking about these questions, and since he entered the Holy Church of Glory and became the noble Knight of the Holy Church.

He once thought that he could solve these problems with a sword, so he was given the title of Blood Cross. However, the more blood stained in his hands, the more confused he thought about these problems became.

I don't know when it began, mercy appeared in his power of faith. He did not tell anyone about this secret. Once he thought clearly about the problems that troubled him, the door to the law of fernu that was close at hand would be completely open to him.

He decided on one thing.
Chapter completed!
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