The crimson palace castle looks like a ferocious beast. Even if it falls into a deep sleep, its gleaming fangs will be exposed inadvertently.
At this moment, the priest named "John" was hiding in the grass outside the palace gate, thinking about how he should complete the task assigned by Archbishop Aconelga, so as to make up for his previous mistakes.
As he said before, Archbishop Nerga used the two magic spells "Holy Light Armor" and "Holy Light Sky" on John. The former's effect was equivalent to covering him with a layer of invisible armor.
Within an hour, it can make him invulnerable; and the latter can not only hide his figure, but also greatly increase his speed, allowing him to come and go without a trace like a ray of light.
As for the "punishment chains" mentioned by Archbishop Nerga, they were also held tightly in John's hands.
It is John's most important weapon in this operation.
The "Chain of Punishment" is infused with the divine power of the Goddess of Light. Anyone entangled in it will temporarily lose the ability to resist.
"According to Archbishop Nerga's request, after I sneak into the dungeon of the palace, I need to use this chain to strangle the Prime Minister and fake his suicide. This is very critical and must not go wrong." John said again and again.
Repeated in my mind.
He couldn't imagine how he would be punished if he made a mistake again.
With a nervous mood, he tiptoed to the iron gate of the palace.
The iron fence gate is very high, with iron wires and sharp spikes on the top.
Behind the door, there were about twenty soldiers patrolling back and forth. Although it was dark at this time, these soldiers still looked energetic and sharp-eyed.
John took a deep breath.
"I have magical powers. They won't find me." He told himself silently.
Then he grabbed the iron gate and climbed up like a monkey.
With the blessing of divine magic, he became extremely agile and climbed to the top of the gate almost effortlessly. The barbed wires and spikes did not cause any harm to him.
At this time, he looked back and saw that the street lights in the capital city of Lund were lighting up one after another, as if the stars in the sky had fallen to the ground, shining with bright but not dazzling light.
Such a scene was something he could hardly witness when he usually stayed in the church.
However, John was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery at this time.
After he stabilized his body, he bowed slightly, jumped up, and landed lightly on the ground like a feather.
At this moment, John suddenly heard the patrolling soldier say from a distance: "There seems to be some movement over there."
John shuddered.
He immediately cast the "Holy Light in the Sky" spell, flashed away at lightning speed, and hid behind the stone pillars of the castle.
At the same time, the patrolling soldiers searched the area near the gate, but found nothing.
"Maybe it's just a stray cat that went the wrong way!" They shook their heads and returned to their original posts.
John's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.
He finally felt that the divine magic that Archbishop Yaconelga had given him was more powerful and practical than he had imagined.
He can sneak into the dungeon almost instantly without anyone noticing.
Thinking of this, he decided to make a quick decision.
He raised his head, exerted great strength, and swung the "punishment chain" upwards, and the other end was hung on the high window of the palace castle.
Then, he grabbed the chain with both hands, kicked off his legs suddenly, and stepped on the wall. Like an ape climbing along the vines, he rolled into the castle through the window in three times.
The whole process is quick and silent.
The patrolling soldiers still didn't find him.
After sneaking into the castle, things became much easier to handle.
The entrance to the dungeon is not a secret.
During the day, he had already borrowed the floor plan of the palace from Archbishop Akenelga and knew the basic layout of the palace.
So, he moved forward along the established route.
Under the influence of divine magic, he turned into a glimmer of light in the night, and no one could find his trace.
When he arrived at the door of the dungeon, two armed guards blocked his way.
"What are you doing here?" one of the guards asked.
A smile appeared on John's face.
Then, before the guards could come to their senses, he suddenly swung the "punishment chain" around the necks of the two of them. While they were unable to resist, he punched each of them and knocked them unconscious.
"It was smoother than I imagined." John sighed secretly in his heart.
At the same time, he reached out and took out a bunch of keys from the waistband of a guard, held it tightly in his hand, then picked up a kerosene lamp and walked swaggering towards the depths of the dungeon.
Soon, under the glow of the kerosene lamp, he saw the figure of the Sistine Prime Minister in a single cell.
The once arrogant head of the cabinet was now curled up on an old camp bed, covered with a thin quilt, sleeping like a dead man.
Seeing such a scene, John suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.
Think about it, even a big shot like the Prime Minister, his life is completely in his hands at this moment, like an ant, being slaughtered by others, anyone else would probably swell.
So, he took out the key, opened the iron gate of the cell, and then before the Prime Minister Sistine woke up, he suddenly put the "punishment chain" around the Prime Minister's neck.
At this time, the Prime Minister finally woke up from his sleep and was looking at him with wide eyes and fear on his face.
Under the influence of the "punishment chain", he has lost the ability to resist.
"Go to hell!" A strange smile appeared on John's face.
Immediately, he suddenly tightened the "punishment chain".
He planned to strangle the Prime Minister to death as ordered by Archbishop Nerga, and then hang him from the roof to make it look like he had hanged himself.
Everything seems to be going well.
When I complete this matter, the archbishop will definitely forgive my mistakes, and maybe he will appreciate me more and use me more for this.
John thought happily in his heart.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain in his lower abdomen. The pain was as violent as a bursting flood, and the pain made him cry out "Wow".
He staggered and fell to the ground, and the "punishment chain" in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".
Looking at the Sistine Prime Minister who stood up leisurely from the bed, John pointed at him and shouted involuntarily:
"How can you still resist?"
"This is not something you should know." "Prime Minister" said coldly.
As he spoke, the appearance of the "Prime Minister" changed rapidly in the shadows. The old man wearing a wig and a prim look disappeared, replaced by a tall and beautiful silver-haired woman.
She was wearing a slim and tight hunting suit and shiny black leather boots. As she spoke, she kicked John hard several times.
John screamed in pain, tears welled up in his eyes, and he felt as if his bones were about to fall apart.
Then, the silver-haired woman squatted down, grabbed the "punishment chain" from John's hand, put it around John's neck, then picked up John's key and kerosene lamp, turned around and left the cell,
John is locked inside.
Before leaving, she said lightly: "If I hadn't been told by the Lord to save your life, I would have sent you to meet your goddess today."
John was lying on the ground, groaning in pain, but couldn't move.
The "punishment chain" was tightly wrapped around his neck, cold to the bone, and seemed to be sucking away his strength at any moment.
He never expected that the "punishment chains" specially given to him by Archbishop Nerga would eventually be used on himself.
This unprecedented feeling of powerlessness made him once again full of fear of the mastermind hiding in the dark.
"Who is the adult she is talking about..."
At this moment, when John was in unbearable pain, a figure suddenly emerged from under the camp bed in the cell.
Although the light in the cell was dim, John could still clearly see the man's shiny bald head and the exquisite wig in his hand.
"Prime Minister... you... you actually hid under the bed... let..." John collapsed on the ground and said weakly.
"You must be the person sent by Archbishop Arcelga to kill me!" Prime Minister Sistine sat by the bed and put the wig on his head, "Tonight is still long, we can have a good chat."
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ps: This chapter is an additional update to thank the leader Qian Zouxue for the 10,000 reward last month. The rest will be paid back slowly.