Byron's recent days have been a bit difficult. Of course, it's not just him, but also the same is true for several bishops from the former high-level temple of the Northern Temple.

The situation in the temple in the north has fallen so embarrassingly, they are naturally hard to blame for their position. Or, because the current situation is getting worse, they can only bear this huge responsibility, and it is impossible to find a scapegoat to get rid of it...

However, when did this situation start? Oh, it was the damn Witga who forged miracles, and then all kinds of rumors about clergy were constantly exposed, followed by the Bounty Hunter Guild, and then Xia Wei'an rebelled. The temple would always be in chaos, believers riots, destroy churches everywhere, and what kind of movement to drive the temple out of the north...

"...Absurd! Absurd! These believers are crazy, completely crazy... Holy war? Holy war is also something they can shout out? Suppress, must be suppressed... I don't believe that if I can't suppress these idiots..."

In the side hall, in the high-rise conference room, Byron walked around with his fists waving his fists, looking angry and anxious.

The so-called big shots are actually no different from shrews who scold the streets when facing serious challenges. Most people hang a mirror behind their heads, only looking at others, not themselves.

"Okay, what's the use of saying this now? Bran... Humph, when the Bran Empire intervenes fully, where will the temple face beside us? Can we still sit here with peace of mind?" The bishop with a thigh of white beard left on his jaw frowned and said with a depressed expression.

Perhaps because they were left to take charge of the overall situation, the temple would not immediately ask the bishops present after learning about the situation here. It was a blessing in disguise.

But as long as your mind is not broken, anyone can see that this luck will not continue. If Byron and the others can control the current situation in time, there is still some remedy. But according to the current situation... Well, there is probably no hope!

"Then what do you say... Yes, you're right." Although he was beaten up, with Byron's current mood, he naturally had no time to worry more. He seemed to have thought of something and turned to yelled outside the hall, "There is no news yet? Idiot! Go out of the city to explore. Go immediately, immediately, immediately!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The middle-aged clergyman outside the door was about to step into the side hall to receive the order, but he kept nodding when he heard this, turned around and ran away quickly.

Bishop White-bearded did not refute Byron's action, but just raised his head and sighed: "Oh... I hope there is good news, that Don Eun must die!"

As Tang En had expected before, Byron and others had indeed guessed that the current dilemma of the temple was all done by Tang En. So a few days ago, the temple sent a large number of people to chase and encircle, hoping to completely erase the source of the constant turmoil. If we look at it according to the time span, today is when the news is transmitted, and it is also the reason why Byron and others hold a meeting and wait here.

"Tang Eun! Tang Eun! This mess..." He gritted his teeth and repeated. Byron sat back on the seat with his gloomy old face, his body trembled like a nerve, and he muttered and cursed in his mouth.

Several bishops on the side looked at each other after hearing this, and looked at each other again, all of whom were dissatisfied, as if they had a big opinion of Byron.

Of course, this is normal. It can be said that Byron was hurt by Tang En! Judging from the current embarrassing situation of the temple, the several bishops here would definitely not be able to escape. But if one of them was chosen to have the greatest responsibility, then Byron would be the one.

The elite troops in the temple were destroyed, and Tang En pretended to be Zachley to the temple to accept disposal. Because Byron took bribes, Tang En escaped sanctions!

Xia Weian came back and ran away, and accidentally killed Tang En on the spot. Because Byron stopped him, Tang En's true face could not be exposed!

On the night of chaos in the temple, the judgment of light was the best time to clear it. Because Byron had condoned before, Tang En sneaked into the forbidden place of worship and stole the demon skull, which eventually led to nearly half of the temple building collapse!

There is also the Eye of Disaster that concerns the layout of the temple, and there is also the evidence of recording the riots of believers later...

Everything is because of Byron!

If this matter is finally held accountable, the other bishops still have some thoughts. With their connections and achievements behind them, they might be able to save their lives. But Byron never has to think about it, and he must go to the judges' house!

Of course, the current situation is not suitable for unnecessary quarrels, so the bishops can barely suppress their dissatisfaction. But if the situation does not improve, then it will be no wonder that they are unkind and take the initiative to expose the report...

Just as the bishops were silently planning their own minds, a rapid run broke the short silence, the middle-aged clergy who had returned.

So fast? The eyelids of the bishops present trembled, and Byron jumped up quickly from the seat and rushed to meet him: "Is there any news? How about it? Is that damn Tang En dead?"

A series of questions were asked, but the clergyman seemed to have not heard of it and shouted with a sad face: "Master... Sir, you will always come, you will always come, you will always come, you will already be outside the temple gate..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Byron took a few steps back, his old face instantly pale, his legs became weak, and his butt was spread on the ground, murmured unconsciously: "It's over, it's over..."

There will always be people coming to the temple, so it is naturally impossible to present the award. Just look at the attitude of saying hello and coming directly without saying a word, you can tell that the visitor is not good. Judging from the current situation, it is undoubtedly a question of the crime...

When the other bishops in the hall heard this, their faces changed drastically. Most of the figures who had just stood up were shaking, and then fell back to the chair.

At this time, the old man with white beard suddenly moved his eyebrows and asked anxiously: "How many people have come? Who led it?"

The middle-aged clergyman was stunned and replied subconsciously: "There are nearly a thousand people here, who led it... Well, it seems to be Archbishop Peron."

Suddenly screamed, "Teacher Peron? Are you sure it is Archbishop Peron?" Byron, who turned pale and turned red, looked as if he was dead last moment, jumped up suddenly as if he had come back to life, took a few steps, grabbed the robes and collars of the middle-aged clergyman, with an excited expression and shouted, "You didn't admit your mistake? Tell me, you didn't admit your mistake!"

"Uh...I, I...I'm not sure, it seems yes..." Although the status of this middle-aged clergy is not low, how could he come into contact with a big man for a long time? In addition, he was a little panicked when he saw such a large group of people coming just now. He ran back to report before he could see clearly. Now his tone is naturally very hesitant.

"Waste!" Pushed away, Byron quickly ran out of the hall. The other bishops also came to their senses at this time and stood up to greet them, with a hint of worry about gains and losses.

The reason for this is simple. In addition to ability, the background and connections of Byron and others can reach their current status are naturally indispensable. If the visitor is Archbishop Peron, then Byron will be able to understand such repeated expressions, because Peron is Byron's magic tutor and the always-affiliated figure standing behind him.

In this way, the meaning represented by this will naturally become interesting. If anyone comes according to the mistakes made by Byron, no matter who comes, he will definitely fall. But now he is Byron's magic tutor. Does that mean that there is still a turning point in this matter...

With motivation, Byron and others, the old arms and legs, ran quite quickly. They soon arrived at the square in front of the temple and ran into a large group of people head-on.

Turning around, "Ha!" With a slight smirk, Byron looked straight at the middle of the crowd with his turbid old eyes. A white-haired old man wearing a big red robe and holding a crystal scepter, his expression couldn't help but be ecstatic - that was his magic tutor, Archbishop Peron, who was truly standing at the top of the temple pyramid!

But then, when he saw clearly the Knight of Light who was communicating with Bellon, Byron's body was shocked and his joy gradually disappeared, because it was the person who had been able to wait for the reward news for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would just hit him and would always come... Byron's heart was once again in a state of worrying about gains and losses, and walked quickly.

As we approached, the slightly nervous voice of the Knight of Light came over, "...Late, one step late, when we went to encircle the occupied guild, the other party had already evacuated in advance. Before we could search on the spot, we were subjected to various inexplicable attacks, with heavy losses..."
Chapter completed!