Chapter 6 The assessment of the dark temple is two in one
To be precise, the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke should be King Mayfield I of Castle Greyhawk. Although he doesn't like the Dark Temple pressing down on him, he is not a brainless man.
Although the high priest of the Dark Temple is now unconscious, and the messenger and the saint are missing, the remaining clergy cannot be underestimated. They have powerful power of the gods, and their fighting power far exceeds that of ordinary people. Head-on confrontation will definitely not work.
You can figure it out slowly.
However, the thing that made the king the most angry was that his former best friend and subordinate Vann Igneel, who obeyed him, actually rejected his request and chose the Dark Temple!
If it were said that the group of people in the Dark Temple only made the king feel irritable.
Then Vann Igneel's betrayal made the king furious.
It feels like a cabbage that has been raised for many years is suddenly taken over by a pig.
The king once locked himself in a gorgeous palace bedroom, picked up his velvet pillow, and smashed it on the ground again and again.
After probably venting for a whole afternoon, the king finally felt relieved.
He swore that after he completely defeated the Dark Temple and took control of the power, he would make that guy Fann's life worse than death.
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And Van Igneel, who had been chanted by the king over and over again, was sitting quietly next to his teacher, the high priest Delphi, and sneezed uncontrollably.
To be honest, since Fann refused to follow the king's order to kill the unconscious high priest Delphi, he felt very scared every day, fearing that the king would become angry and send an assassin to stab him to death.
After all, as a vassal loyal to the king and the king's childhood playmate, obeying the king's orders is an instinct in Fan En's bones.
Before that, Van En had received the king's secret order and went to the Dark Temple to work as an undercover agent.
Then by luck, he was accepted by the high priest Delphi as his first and only student.
However, even though Vann has such a lofty status in the Black Temple, he still fulfills his duties as an undercover agent seriously.
He would secretly report all the decisions of the Dark Temple to the former Iron-Blooded Grand Duke, who is now the king, through secret channels.
Although the high priest Delphi and other believers in the Black Temple treated him well and regarded him as a relative, they patiently taught him knowledge and taught him how to use the power of the gods.
But subconsciously, Van En still regarded himself as a member of the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke.
It was only recently, when the newly crowned king ordered Fan En to kill his master and seize power, that Fan En discovered that he had unknowingly transformed into the shape of the Dark Temple.
So, after Vann applied medicine to the wound of High Priest Delphi in accordance with the request of doctor Sean Derek, he closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and silently prayed to the great God of Darkness, hoping that he had made the right decision.
The decision was made in the hope that one could save one's life from the king's revenge.
Vann knew the king very well.
He knew that this king was very vindictive and was very willing to spend money.
He will never let himself go.
However, at this moment, Fann suddenly heard a hoarse, familiar voice:
"...Fan, is there water?"
Hearing this voice, Van En immediately opened his eyes.
Then he was surprised to see that the high priest Delphi, who was lying unconscious on the bed, opened his eyes at some point, stretched out a hand, and struggled to sit up from the bed.
"Teacher, let me help you!"
Seeing the high priest struggling to get up, Fann immediately reached out to help him, and at the same time put a few pillows behind the high priest's back to make him sit more comfortably.
Then, Fann poured another cup of hot water for the high priest, and then carefully fed it into his mouth.
"Teacher, when did you wake up?" After a moment, Fann asked curiously.
High Priest Delphi gave Vann a meaningful look and smiled without saying a word.
Regarding the attitude of the high priest at this time, Van En was a little confused at first and didn't know what he wanted to express.
Fan En thought for a few minutes, and then asked tentatively:
"You...you woke up a few days ago?"
"That's right." High Priest Delphi smiled and nodded.
Fan En's mind suddenly went into chaos, and he felt a shuddering feeling in his body.
"The high priest said he woke up a few days ago.
"In other words, when I wanted to kill the high priest a few days ago, he knew it.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't choose to take action in the end.
“The power of the High Priest’s Divine Familiar is much stronger than mine.
"If I had really obeyed the king's order, I would probably be out of my mind by now!
"..."
All in all, the more Fan En thought about it, the happier he became.
I heard the high priest Delphi then smile and say: "Fan, congratulations on passing my test."
"Test?" Fan En frowned slightly.
"Yes, a test on whether you can truly become a member of the Dark Temple," the high priest chuckled, stretched out a hand, and ruffled Vann's brown hair, "You think we don't know that you have been secretly
Are you delivering a message to that little brat the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke? Oh, by the way, he should be called His Majesty King Mayfield I now."
"Have you always known this?" Fan's eyes widened in surprise, and his heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that his seemingly simple teacher had become unfathomable.
And the high priest's hand on his head seemed to have become a deadly weapon that could take his life away at any time.
"We have always known," the high priest looked at him with interest and smiled, "to be honest, Vann, the message you privately conveyed to that little brat the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke was all planned by us;
That is to say, the information the Duke knows is essentially what we want him to know.
"To this day, neither you nor the Duke know the core secret of our Dark Temple."
"So that's it..." Fan En murmured, "Actually... you have never really trusted me?"
"Why should we trust someone else's undercover?" the high priest asked with a smile.
"That's true." Fan En lowered his head silently, feeling extremely embarrassed and wanting to dig a hole in the ground immediately.
Think about it, in the past dozens of days, he has been trying to be smart and make small moves in private. He thought he had a chance to win, but he didn't expect that everything was under the control of others!
And he himself is just a clown in the eyes of others.
Seeing Fan's embarrassed look, Delphi's voice softened slightly and said: "Don't be afraid, Fan. Loyalty to one's lord is a virtue that a vassal should have. But now, that lord no longer
It's just worth following you.
"But fortunately, you passed my test. Congratulations on becoming a core member of the Dark Temple and the hated enemy of King Mayfield I. Next, I will tell you the true origin of the Dark Temple."
"Thank you, teacher. But...the king..."
"Are you still worried about that little brat's revenge?" Delphi suddenly laughed, "Fan, you have to understand that although he has always regarded the Dark Temple as an imaginary enemy, in our eyes, he is just an insignificant little kid.
It’s just trouble. I believe that after you know the origin of the Dark Temple, you will not regret the decision you made."
"So teacher, what do you need me to do now?"
"Keep it a secret for me and don't tell anyone that I woke up. Except, of course, the messenger. I want to see how many people with evil intentions will jump out while I'm unconscious, and then we
We can take this opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop.”
Hearing this, Fann suddenly felt some sympathy for the young king who had just been crowned.
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At the same time, in the cave in the mountains.
Allen, Isabella, and the soldier Heyman, who was sitting at the table with fear, finally finished the delicious meal.
Then Allen waved his hand, the leftovers on the table disappeared, the table, chairs and tableware disappeared, and the shrub returned to its original shape.
Allen had to sigh silently in his heart again, the authority of the "Father of All Living Beings" was so practical. Not only did he not need to cook by himself, but he also did not need to work hard to wash the dishes after the meal.
All these troublesome things can be accomplished with just a simple thought.
"Mr. Messenger, what are your plans next?" After the meal, Isabella asked Allen.
Allen thought for a while and replied: "Our process of conquering the Kingdom of Gray Eagle was really too fast. We conquered the city at lightning speed, but we didn't have time to win over the people.
"If I'm not wrong, someone must have jumped out during my coma and tried to take away the fruits that should belong to us."
"Then what should we do?" Isabella asked.
"Isabella, have you ever heard of such a story?" Allen said with a smile, "A long time ago, there was a king who had to go away from home because of a war. After he returned home after going through all kinds of hardships,
, he found hundreds of noble children gathered in his palace, feasting and having fun all day long, and proposed to his wife, hoping to marry his wife and become the new king.
"With the help of the gods, the king turned into a beggar and secretly returned to the palace. He saw the arrogant faces of the noble children and the unswerving loyalty of his wife. In the end, the king used the tournament to
Killing the suitors, the family is finally reunited."
"It sounds like a wonderful story with ups and downs," Isabella commented.
Of course it's very exciting. Allen complained in his mind. This is the plot of Homer's epic "The Odyssey", the originator of the famous "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger" routine.
But of course, Allen's purpose in telling this story was not to give a compliment, nor to get addicted to "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger".
but for
"Isabella, have you noticed that the position we stood in was too high, so high that we couldn't see the truth clearly," Allen was heard to continue saying, "The people below will only show the glorious side to
We, however, hide our dark sides.
"I think it's time to lower our profile, go back to the crowd, see each of them for their true colors, and see if they are trustworthy."
"Indeed." Isabella nodded, agreeing with his point of view.
"Come on, Isabella, hold on to my arm," Allen smiled. "This time, you have to lend me your disguise ability."
"No problem." Isabella agreed readily.
After she finished speaking, a silver six-pointed star appeared on the ground, and the two of them disappeared together.
On the side, soldier Heyman stood there blankly, at a loss for a moment.
He clearly remembered that he promised Isabella that he would never leave this cave without her permission.
Now, Isabella left without saying a word, completely ignoring him.
Does this mean that he will spend the rest of his life alone in this cave?
To be precise, he should have starved to death alone, after all, he couldn't make food grow on the bushes.
However, just when Hyman was feeling desperate, a shining hexagram pattern appeared on the ground again, and then Hyman saw Isabella's figure in it.
"Sorry, Heyman, I just forgot to tell you that you can leave here now."
She smiled apologetically and disappeared again.
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On this day, a strange guest came to the former Poseidon Church in Castle Greyhawk, which is now the temporary residence of the priests of the Dark Temple.
This was a slightly bloated wealthy businessman. After he threw a hundred gold coins into the donation box, he asked to see Vann Igneel in person.
Van En sent people to search the wealthy businessman, and after confirming that he was not a killer sent by the king, he agreed to meet with him.
As soon as they met, the wealthy businessman said straight to the point: "I am willing to help you build a new Dark Temple in Greyhawk Castle."
This may sound like pie in the sky, but Vann Igneel stayed alert enough.
Fan En narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Then what are your conditions?"
"My conditions are very simple," the wealthy businessman said. "I hope that my child can be baptized by the high priest. I hope that our family will have the title of 'God's Favorite' and be exempted from church taxes. I also hope that when necessary, the Dark Temple's
Armed forces can provide us with protection."
"No," Fan En refused without thinking, "The high priest once said that under our Lord, all living beings are equal. We, the priests who serve the God of Darkness, should not provide privileges to anyone.
"If we promise you today, then we must promise others tomorrow. The more privileged people there are, the greater the oppression ordinary people will bear, and the paradise on earth created by the Dark Temple will no longer exist."
Hearing Fan's answer, the middle-aged wealthy businessman was not angry but happy. He smiled and praised:
"Congratulations, you passed the exam."
Before Fan En could react, the wealthy businessman stepped on a silver six-pointed star and disappeared.
Fan En was stunned for a few minutes, and finally recognized the man's identity and felt extremely scared.
"...The messenger is actually back?"
He had to admit that life in the Dark Temple was really exciting.
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