The majestic temple at the headquarters of the Holy Order in Paris was pitch black, looking particularly eerie under the white light of the cold bright moon.

In the underground secret room of the side hall of the temple, a broken candle glowed faintly.

Four gloomy-looking middle-aged men sat around the candlelight, staring at the secret letter placed on the table in silence.

A slight cough broke the terrifying silence.

"Master General, is the Holy Order really going to suffer a disaster this time?" The priest of the Holy Order moved his eyes to Jacques de Molay, the general leader of the Holy Order, and saw the eyes of the Supreme Commander of the Holy Order.

A hint of solemnity.

The Inspector General of the Holy Order cleared his throat and whispered: "Everyone, there were rumors a year ago that the Dharma King wanted to destroy the Holy Group, but we haven't seen the Dharma King take any action in the past year? Could it be that someone is deliberately inciting us to fight against him?

Dharma King?”

The priest of the Holy Order pointed to the secret letter on the table, "This secret letter tells the approximate time of the Dharma King's actions. Does it seem like a fabricated lie? And there has indeed been news from the palace recently. We have to believe it.

"

Jacques de Molay, the head of the Holy Order, picked up the secret letter again, and read it over and over again near the candlestick. Ordinary parchment, ordinary ink, ordinary writing symbols, there was no trace of the source, "Will

Who is the person who informed me? What is the purpose? To save the Holy Order?"

The general commander slapped the secret letter on the table and looked up at the grand commander of the Holy Regiment, "Pero, you are the grand commander and are responsible for the military affairs of the Holy Regiment. Are there any abnormalities in the royal army recently? Can our shields be used?

To withstand possible disasters?"

Hugo de Perrault is the Grand Master of the Holy Order and the armed commander of the Holy Order. However, since the fall of the Holy Land and the return to Europe, the Knights of the Holy Order and the sergeants of the army have not fought for a long time. The Holy Order owns an astonishing amount of real estate and

In the treasury, knights and sergeants have basically had no other tasks in recent years except guarding the Holy Order strongholds and manors in various places that are almost unthreatened. So when the head of the regiment asked whether the army could fight against possible enemies, he didn't know for a moment.

How to answer.

"Two months ago, the King of France deployed his troops to the north to deal with the English invasion across the sea. There are only a small number of defenders and palace guards in Paris. I don't think the King of France has any plans to attack us for the time being~" The soft tone of the Grand Commander made

Several senior members of the holy group were even more unsure.

The grand leader remembered something and added: "However, yesterday there was a report from the guards that there was a group of suspicious people in a nearby hotel who were always staring at the temple. I asked the guard captain to disguise himself and test it out. They seemed to be a group of people from the north.

The businessman who came here cannot be said to be suspicious."

"Why didn't you tell me such an important thing?" The head of the group was a little annoyed.

"I think..."

"Okay! No need to explain, you immediately pick a few elite guards, disguise yourself and carry an iron box to the stronghold in the north of the city to see if anyone is following you. If anyone is following, catch them immediately and leave one alive."

"In addition, an order has been given to the Holy Legion troops in Paris and surrounding areas to impose martial law on all strongholds from tomorrow, and the army will respond at any time."

............

Not far from the underground chamber of the temple, on a straw pile on the side of the street outside the high wall of the temple, a beggar who smelled bad and was wrapped in seven or eight layers of rags was listening with squinted eyes and pricked ears.

Movement at the side door of the temple.

This beggar has been begging nearby for four or five days. Every day, he relies on the leftovers thrown out from the temple to satisfy his hunger. From time to time, he has to be kicked a few times by passing gangsters and market people. Judging from the beggar's posture, he is probably the whole person.

I have to beg for food here in winter.

In the middle of the night, the side door of the temple opened quietly. Although the movement was slight, the sound of creaking wood still reached the beggar's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes, listened carefully and did not get up. Instead, he coughed violently for a while and then fell asleep on his side.

In a house not far behind the wheat straw where the beggar was living, two men in tight-fitting robes were awakened by violent coughs.

For a moment, two rapid and gentle footsteps sounded near the house. Then a person came out of the house, hid in the shadow of the house along the street, and chased after several figures...

In early October of the year 1307 of the Christian era, there was a secluded small farm outside Paris.

Art looked at a corpse placed in the farm's hay warehouse with a blank look on his face, and asked the other two task force soldiers who participated in last night's operation: "You said that our guy was killed by the Holy Order guard who was about to expire.

of?"

A special soldier with a sword wound on his face felt ashamed and said, "Sir, we are incompetent. At that time, the three Holy Group guards were already fighting with the group of unknown guys. We waited until the two sides were almost fighting before we dealt with it. As a result,

The Holy Order guard who was pretending to be dead stabbed a guy to death~"

Art pointed to the iron box containing some plates, silver cups, knives and forks next to the body, and asked, "Are you sure that the Holy Order's guards didn't change the boxes during the process?"

"Yes, sir. Although these two brothers caught up to join us, I followed them all the time. I can be sure that they did not stop on the way."

"I thought that these years of luxurious life had softened the bones of the Knights of the Holy Order, but I didn't expect that they are still so powerful. Three people beat eight people and actually wiped out the opponent's group. They can even kill the guy who was beaten to death.

My well-trained special soldiers." Art didn't say anything, but he already wanted to quit. The donkeys and camels of the holy group are bigger than horses, and the Dharma King is even more powerful. No matter which side, Art dares to provoke easily.

of.

What's more, it is unknown whether the Holy Group will be destroyed like in the original time and space.

"You didn't leave any traces, did you?"

"Sir, we cleaned up the scene of the fight before we left so that nothing would be exposed."

Nodding, Art made a cross towards the corpse on the ground, "Find a place to bury the brother who died in the battle. When you get back, tell the government to take good care of his family."

He lightly kicked the iron box again and ordered Ron behind him: "Destroy this iron box for me. Then he immediately sent an order to the guys lurking in the city, leaving two groups to continue observing, and the rest

Everyone has to evacuate the city of Paris. Those guys have exposed their identity and purpose, and our plan may be useless. Staying in the city will only increase the risk."

Ron glanced at the cold corpse on the ground, nodded solemnly, called a few guardsmen to dispose of the corpse and the iron box, and then ordered the guards to go into the city to deliver the order.

On October 10th, Qiu Han. After waiting for two days again, nothing was sent out from the Holy Group headquarters and Holy League treasury.

On October 11th, the headquarters and various strongholds of the Holy Order, which had already been under martial law, suddenly became tense. The gates of the temple were closed tightly, and the strongholds and castles were also threatened by enemies, because in the early hours of this morning, the Pope sent a secret envoy to the Holy Order.

The regimental commander sent a secret letter.

Of course, Art, who was meditating beside the stables in the farm outside Paris at the moment, knew nothing about this. He was just curious about why the Holy Order did not transfer the treasures and money in the Holy Order headquarters and Holy Order treasury in advance as rumored in the previous life.

If you move ahead of time, do you really plan to hide everything in the pillars of the temple and wait for the Dharma King to pocket everything~

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Just when Art was puzzled, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, so he immediately turned around and ran out of the stable, calling Ron's name loudly.

Ron, who was having breakfast in the room, immediately threw away the wooden bowl of mutton soup and bread when he heard the sound, and ran out the door.

"master?"

"Ron, hurry up and ask the brothers to disguise themselves immediately. You take them into the city and divide them into two teams. With the Holy Order headquarters and the Holy Order treasury as the center, they will lurk around the warehouses and hotels where carriages and goods can often come in and out and monitor them.

.”

"The people of the Holy Group will definitely not move property and treasures from the ground. There must be tunnels under the Holy Group's headquarters and treasury. And the most likely tunnel exits are warehouses and hotels where people and cars often come in and out of goods."

Art patted his forehead, "I'm afraid it's too late~"
Chapter completed!