The wanderer Hobbes's mood could not calm down for a long time.

He didn't expect that such a complex relationship would be involved in a seemingly simple extraordinary event.

He did not understand why the powerful oracle church was willing to sign a peace contract with the then Kingdom of Elam 20 years ago, and many people within the church had discussed this issue.

After 20 years of development, the power of the Oracle Church spread throughout the Kingdom of Elam. They carefully managed it and won over many nobles who originally supported the king.

With the help of the church's strong strength, he gradually intervened in the management of this country. Although the Kingdom of Elland also cultivated its own team of demon hunters and vigorously explored the contractors.

But compared to the oracle church's heritage, the Kingdom of Elland is still much worse.

As long as it is necessary, the Oracle Church can draw a large number of high-level extraordinary people within the scope of the Kingdom of God, but it takes time to cultivate extraordinary people in the kingdom.

20 years are far from enough.

However, with the support of the king and the operation of the Duke, the Demon Hunter team still firmly controlled the surrounding areas of the city and maintained a barely balance.

Until recently, the situation in Liam City suddenly changed, and the team of Demon Hunters gained the upper hand for the first time in a city.

Although this situation is far from affecting the overall situation, the results of a little victory in difficult times will be magnified and can greatly inspire demon hunters in other cities.

In fact, this is true. With the example of Liam City, demon hunters in other cities have also responded actively, although no similar progress has been made at present.

But for the Oracle Church, this is already a dangerous sign.

The 20-year period is coming, and a small change may have far-reaching impacts.

The church does not allow any failure, because only in this way can they continue to rule over the vassal states of the church in the past.

So in this kind of big trouble, the young demon hunter named Sigmun seemed too insignificant.

Hobbs understood that for this reason, the explosion at the Cross Street had basically settled.

The decision of the Sixth-level Gintama Messenger is unquestionable.

It is very difficult to change a 6th-level decision in this country.

His Majesty the King, and that Duke can do it, but the two people waiting at the church door obviously cannot.

"I'm sorry, two gentlemen, the church is conducting prayer for believers. No one is allowed to enter at this stage." When we walked to the door, Marek and Wallace were stopped by two clergymen.

"I'm Mayor Wallace."

"Sir, I know you. But I'm sorry, this is the Church of Morning, a place that is stared at by the goddess. There is no high or low status here, only the piety of faith or not."

The clergyman raised his head, his face filled with indescribable pride.

"Even His Majesty the King, he needs to obey the rules of the church in the goddess' territory."

Marek, who was on the side, clenched his fists. He could face the threat of two fifth-level men in the city hall because he knew that they would not dare to do anything to themselves in that place.

But it is not possible here, because of the peace agreement, both parties have great power in their own territory, and the small friction between the lower-level personnel is understandable.

But people with sensitive identities like him need to be more careful.

Just then someone quickly walked out of the church and came to Mayor Wallace.

"Sir, Master Igor invites you in."

"Me?" Wallace was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Marek, "Where is him?"

"The master didn't say it."

OK, I'll take a look first, don't be impulsive.

After giving a few words to Marek, Wallace walked into the church. After entering, someone helped him change into a hooded teaching robe, and then led Wallace into the Chapel of Morning Light.

The atmosphere in the church at this time was not as quiet as prayer. Although we were trying to restrain ourselves, there was a vague resentment on everyone's face.

He was puzzled, but stood quietly in the corner and listened for a while, Wallace's face stiffened and his body trembled unnaturally.

Although he didn't know the reason, he already knew the plans of the Oracle Church.

Eric on the stage did not give everyone's specific name, and he repeatedly stated that this was just a reckless young man who had done a bad thing with kindness.

But under the guidance, everyone who had nowhere to vent their emotions had already believed the one-sided truth.

"Yeah, how peaceful Liam City was a few months ago, but look at what happened recently, the bell tower was blown up and the cross street was attacked, and then, what happens next?"

The existence of the extraordinary is a semi-public secret in this class. Not long after, someone began to discuss the Demon Hunter, and even heard someone mention Sigmun's name.

"Sir, please come with me, Master Igor is waiting for you upstairs." The voice of the clergy came from beside him, and Wallace followed the other party's footsteps in a daze until he came to the door of a room on the upper floor of the church.

"What are you going to do?" As soon as he saw Igor, he couldn't help asking.

"Don't you already know?"

"Marek said, that blasphemer was not the one you severely injured and drove away."

"Of course not." Igor Green sat quietly at the table, pouring black tea into the cup.

"Do you need to add sugar?" he asked casually before looking up at Wallace.

"We didn't drive him away, but killed him!" He emphasized in a hard tone.

"You do this... Marek will not agree with this statement!" Wallace clenched his fists, and he felt the unconcealed contempt from the other party's eyes.

"That doesn't matter." Igor Green signaled Wallace to sit down and slowly tasted the black tea he made himself.

"What matters is you, what about you? What will you choose? Will you support my statement?"

"You want me to lie for you?!"

"It's not for me, but for yourself!" Igor pointed to Wallace, "The emotions of municipal councillors and nobles need a catharsis. I provide the best goal, a dead person."

"Don't worry about rejecting me, think about it carefully, and you will find that my plan is good for everyone, we, yourself, the grieving municipal councillors and nobles, Marek, and even the dead Sigmun."

Igor's eyes were sharp, and his words were like a poisonous snake and penetrated into Wallace's ears, firmly occupying his brain.

Wallace was very sober, he knew that this was not an extraordinary ability, but just a choice for a sober person in a normal situation.

"Marek will not agree." When he said this, Wallace collapsed on the chair like a deflated ball.

Igor, who was sitting opposite, smiled and used Marek as an excuse. He knew that at least on a spiritual level, Wallace had surrendered.

"That's not something you need to worry about." He took a sip of tea slowly.

"Don't worry, he will agree."

"Impossible, Sigmun is dead, Marek will never allow anyone to tarnish his reputation!" Wallace argued loudly.

oh?

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and Igor smiled, but said nothing.

At the same time, while Marek was waiting anxiously outside the church, a carriage drove into the lower city and stopped in front of Lawrence's door.

The car door opened and a girl walked down with her suitcase.
Chapter completed!