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Chapter five hundred and seventy fifth anger

early morning.

The dazzling sunlight broke through the clouds and shone into the body of the city of Westen, the pearl on the border of the Svak Kingdom, which was full of devastation!

A large number of houses collapsed and countless civilians and soldiers died.

The people who were lucky enough to be alive were wailing in low voices, their voices rising and falling together like a piece of mournful music.

Prince Charles, with red eyes, stood in the center of the city, looking at nearly one-third of the city that had been destroyed by the giant, his face so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

Several attendants and stewards stood around him with sullen faces and silent words, and the atmosphere was very dull and depressing.

No one dared to speak at this time, because anyone who dared to do so had been directly chopped down by the furious Prince Charles just now, no matter how favored he was.

Wistan, the pearl on the border of the Kingdom of Slavia, is finished. Anyone with eyes can make this judgment in their hearts.

Although only one-third of the city was destroyed, Prince Charles' financial resources were able to support him in repairing and improving it, but it was of no use.

The reputation of the city of Westan is over.

No one wants to stay in a dangerous place unless they have to.

And now - Westan City, the city that attracted giants, is already an extremely dangerous place.

Businessmen will not come, and nearby civilians will come as little as possible.

Westan City will no longer be as prosperous as before.

Prince Charles will also lose more than half of the territory's tax revenue.

lost heavily.

No wonder Prince Charles was furious.

But what he was even more angry about was why did the giant come to his territory? Didn’t that ugly woman with a bamboo pole say that she would lure the giant to Hanlai territory?

Sure enough, the words of these untouchables can never be trusted! Prince Charles roared in his heart, and he could only roar in his heart. Otherwise, once the deeds of colluding with the giants were discovered, then what awaited him would not only be the punishment of the Kingdom of Slava, but

There is also the Inquisition of the Holy Light.

An entourage returned quietly, walked quietly to the side of Prince Charles, and whispered in his ear.

Prince Charles frowned deeply and couldn't help shouting at his entourage, "What does it mean to turn into meat? Can you still find out who it is after turning into meat?"

The attendant was startled, his face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly defended, "I can see the meaty clothes from above..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Prince Charles looked ugly. After stopping his close entourage from speaking further, he pulled out his knight's sword from his body and stabbed the entourage quickly.

Right to the heart!

The entourage fell down, vomiting blood, and stared at Prince Charles, seemingly asking "Why?"

Prince Charles, who was already a duke, did not even look at him. Instead, he silently wiped the blood from the sword and inserted the sword into the scabbard.

The eyes of the entourage and officials behind them all flashed with sadness, and then none of them dared to breathe loudly, for fear of attracting the wrath of the furious Duke.

The whole scene was very quiet, reflecting the current Duke's uncertain eyes.

From the official's perspective, time suddenly passed very slowly.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a burst of chaotic footsteps came from behind.

Anger climbed onto the Duke's cheeks again, distorting his expression. The faces of the entourage and officials were filled with anger. When they looked back, their expressions immediately froze.

It was Priest Benjamin from the Holy Light's Holy Court, Priest Benjamin of Westan City, who led a group of priest apprentices and walked calmly past the sad-looking civilians before arriving in front of Duke Charles.

"Good day, Lord Duke!" The officiant, Benjamin, a middle-aged man with a gentle face, wearing a gray-white officiating robe, said hello to Duke Charles.

"Good day? Priest Benjamin. As you can see, I'm not very well!" Duke Charles said with a calm expression.

Although his violent heart made him want to kill this hypocritical priest with a knife? But his remaining reason told him that if he challenged the authority of the Holy Light Bishop's Court, he would be buried together with the city without the giant taking action.

In the dust of history.

The clergy of the Holy Light's Holy Court are divided into priest apprentices, priests, presiding priests, bishops? Archbishops? Cardinals? Popes.

Priest apprentices don't talk about it. Priests who have initially sensed divine grace have the ability to herd lambs for the Holy Light. They are usually sent to various towns to preside over the educational affairs of a place.

Further up are the officiants, who are usually sent to some important cities to preside over religious affairs.

The officiant is the bishop, responsible for the academic affairs of the principality or certain regions of the kingdom.

The archbishop usually sits in the capital of the kingdom.

The Cardinal's diocese includes several kingdoms or an empire. Within the Holy Light's Holy Court, it can be said that one person is under one person and above ten thousand people.

As for the Pope, he is regarded as the spokesperson of the Lord of Holy Light in the human world. After death, he will enter the kingdom of the Lord of Holy Light and become an angel.

Because the divine power is greater than the royal power, the clergy have a noble status. Even if they are a chief priest, Duke Charles cannot easily offend him.

This is also the reason why the furious Duke Charles could rationally reply to Bishop Benjamin.

However, he was unwilling to do so. This Priest Benjamin often interfered in his daily territory management work, which always made him feel restrained. His dissatisfaction with him was already several floors high. Duke Charles paused and then

With an expressionless face, he said, "Priest Benjamin must have been too tired from preaching yesterday. Dark creatures invaded, but he couldn't wake you up from tiredness?"

Hearing the sarcastic words of Duke Charles, Priest Benjamin blushed even though he was a wealthy man. Yesterday, he preached the gospel of the Holy Light to a noble female family member for too long, which resulted in a little lack of energy. He could not sleep well at night.

Shen.

The noise caused by the giant's attack did not wake him up, causing the giant to wreak havoc in the city.

Fighting against the people of darkness is an unshirkable responsibility for every clergy member of the Holy Light. If the incident last night spreads, his life within the Holy Light will be difficult.

He didn't know that yesterday, a wizard who was as powerful as a cardinal archbishop used a silent witchcraft to prevent the outside world from interfering with him, allowing him to better recover the energy he had lost after preaching, so that he missed being there.

A chance to shine in a battle.

Priest Benjamin coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty, I am also very sorry for your loss. No one wants this to happen?"

"I didn't expect that there are actually two people of darkness hidden in this wilderness plain! Before coming here, I had already reported it to the Holy See. What awaits these two evil creatures will be the sanction of the Holy Light!

"Priest Benjamin said loudly as he landed.

"Um!"


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