In the afternoon, in front of a remote hotel in a city.

The shop owner wearing a small hat looked out the door from time to time, wiping his forehead with cold sweat, and his expression was extremely nervous. Of course, this is normal. Anyone who suddenly blocked his door by more than 100 people will not feel that it is too good...

Moreover, although these more than a hundred people were just standing quietly, they did not act abnormally. But just look at the uniform and simple robes these people were wearing and the ordinary cross ornaments hanging in the subtle areas, you can tell that they were all clergy personnel.

But now, the reputation of the clergy seems to be somehow good...

After recognizing the other party's identity, the owner was so nervous. What's the situation? Could it be that the matter of providing a trading place for Nightingale was reported? It shouldn't be, shouldn't this be the people in the Public Security Bureau be in charge of this matter... Or, is there any evil heresy hidden here? Scared! Don't start fighting here, I am my ancestral property...

Just as the shop owner was confused and his thoughts became more and more tilted, he stepped on...the footsteps of the steps of stepping on the stairs, a young man wearing holy armor and an old man in plain robe frowned and walked down.

He looked at the owner and asked, "When did the residents of Room 7 leave?"

"Room 7...that grandmother?" the shop owner replied hurriedly, "I checked out at noon and left. Oh, she also left a letter to me, saying that if someone comes to find her, I will hand it over to the other party. Please wait..."

The guest would definitely indicate the object when he left a message, or his name or a little description of the following, but the owner dared not be bothered now. He hurriedly found the letter from the counter and handed it over, "Sir. I really don't know her. This matter has nothing to do with me..."

He took the letter folded into the shape of a paper crane. "Thank you... Haha, don't be nervous, we just ask. Well, I'll bother you, let's go." He comforted the owner who was sweating like water, but unfortunately the effect was not very good. Helplessly, the young knight and the old man in plain robe had to shake his head, turn around and walk out of the hotel gate.

"The situation is worse than I expected when I came. Alas... I really didn't expect that the temple would be warned by the people one day." A sighed, the old man in plain robe looked slightly dark, and his bitter face was even more bitter.

"It's true that the situation is true now, but from another perspective, this also shows the necessity of your trip, Mr. Mu, right?" After shrugging, the young knight looked through the paper crane in his hand, stretched out his wings, and a glimmer of light suddenly jumped out of the paper crane, flashing in a flash and disappeared into the air in an instant.

He broke this simple and practical little magic, and the young man skillfully took apart the paper crane. He glanced up and down at the content of the letter and looked up in surprise: "Have Byron and others left the City of Holy Light?"

"Well? Didn't you just dismissed in the morning and wait for the trial court to be released..." After receiving the letter, he looked down and the old man with a plain robe named Mr. Mu suddenly sank, "Okay, Bellon! When I was discussing how to deal with the current dilemma of the temple, I was a little surprised why he had to invite us over. It turned out that he was trying to cover Byron and the others away again. It was really..."

Speaking of this, these people are naturally Owens and more than a hundred temple Puritans.

Xia Wei'an had expected that when Owens secretly spread the situation here to the General Assembly, the Puritans, who had always been plain and uncontested, were instantly angry and caused a lot of noise in the temple. For this reason, after urgent discussions, the senior officials of the temple had to temporarily join the team to deal with the trouble in the north.

Of course, the primary purpose of Mr. Mu and his team this time was to ensure Xia Wei'an's safety, and then they were concerned about other things. As for how to deal with the northern affairs, it was in the hands of Bellon. Unexpectedly, Bellon used this to secretly travel to Chen Cang and let Byron and the others who were waiting for trial without authorization...

The content on this letter, which is Xia Wei'an's message, said that he had already tracked Byron and others, and wanted to capture the other party alive and make his innocence...

"Hmph!" He snorted lightly, Old Mu brushed his wide sleeves and said angrily, "Let's go back now, I'll see how he Belon explains."

"Old Mu, please wait." Owens quickly reached out to stop him, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This is the Puritan, whose belief in God is purer than anyone else, and his persistence in just things is extremely stubborn. However, he is very immature in dealing with people and playing tricks. Compared with the cunning Bellon, it is light on eight streets.

Explanation? If Beron wants to explain, he can give you more than a dozen reasons to dizzy you in the blink of an eye. Do you believe it or not?

Of course, Owens naturally would not say these words explicitly, but just advised: "Old Mu, Xia Wei'an is now being hunted down, so our primary goal now is to find her and ensure her safety. You might as well put other things aside first, are you right?"

He hesitated and nodded, "Well, you're right, let's go find Xia first... Oops!" As soon as he was halfway through his words, Mr. Mu seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly changed, "Captain Xia Wei'an is in danger!"

"Well?"

"You don't know, because of this accident in the north, Perron brought many masters from the association. The reason why Byron left the City of Holy Light was that Perron wanted to make him guilty and save his life. In this way, he would naturally not be stingy to send the masters to Byron and the others..."

Owens was stunned when he heard this: "Uh, it shouldn't be a problem. Mr. Mu, you mentioned Xia Wei'an in front of Byron and the others in the morning. Since they want to save their lives, they should not risk angering you. Just take the risk of killing you..."

After waving his hand, Old Mu looked anxious: "They dare not, but others may not... Rhodes are here too! Hurry up, find Byron and the others' whereabouts."

"Who? Wait...Crazy Luo?"

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...

On the straight official road, hundreds of people were galloping towards the north, constantly throwing trees and hills on both sides behind. If they encounter pedestrians in the convoy, the other party often hurriedly avoided the road in the distance, and did not dare to have the slightest idea of ​​collision.

This is not because the hundreds of riders are fast and amazing. But at first glance, they are bright and scattered in holy armor. Occasionally there are variegated colors, and they are also various red and white robes, which clearly show the noble identity of this group of people, the Knights of the Temple and the Mage.

If Owens, Mr. Mu and the others were here, they would definitely recognize the riders of this team. It was Byron and others who they were eager to find now.

Among the two choices given by Perron, Byron finally chose the latter. The reason for this is not entirely ignoring the selfishness of the family, but more because of his strong reluctance.

Byron has not lived enough, or to be more precise, he is still young now... This is not a joke. Although Byron is nearly seventy years old, he is indeed young in the long life of a magician. Not to mention anything else, just look at Byron's magic tutor. That nearly two hundred years old, you can tell that this is true.

Of course, even if the status is not high, it is just an ordinary temple knight, but few people dare to provoke it in the temple. The reason is simple, damn madman can't afford to provoke it! Who knows if this guy will be in a bad mood or in a good mood one day, and he will make a happy decision to attack you...

And now, the madman raised the double-bladed sword in his hand and greeted him enthusiastically: "Hi. Hello, sir. I have only come to say hello since I set out until now, you won't mind? Ha, I think I won't, after all, the way I greeted him is so sincere..."

"Bastard!" The bishop who was almost hit by the sword light rushed out, grabbed Rhode's collar, and looked excited, "Do you know what you are doing? You almost killed me just now..."

"Oh. Not that exaggerated. At most, it's just to smash the magic shield. How dare I kill you? But..." Rhode leaned back his upper body, avoiding the flying spitting stars. Then he raised his lips and his expression suddenly became cold, "Haha, if you don't take your arm away, I don't mind cutting it off, anyway, I can't die!"

The bishop suddenly became cold when he heard this. Seeing the fierce appearance of Crazy Luo, he unconsciously took a step back and subconsciously let go of his clothes tightly.

He patted the bishop's shoulder and looked like an old friend, "Ha, that's right. Everyone is running errands for the God of Light. How bad is it to be harmed by the harmony. Sir, do you think this is the reason?" Rhodes' face pretended to be a cunning smile, as if the cold murderous intent just now was just an illusion.

Seeing this, Byron and others twitched their lips, all with gloomy faces and silently remained silent.

"Please, I've said so much. According to common sense, shouldn't you just flatter me?" He rubbed his hair, "Okay, it seems that the generation gap between us is really quite large. I can't learn the way you big guys speak, tsk..."

He smacked his lips and looked quite regretful. Then Rhodes glanced at Byron and others and spread his hands, "Since that's the case, I can only use my way of speaking. Well, if all the big guys feel that it's not good to hear me next, I'll apologize here first."

After the words, he bowed and bowed, and his attitude was extremely sincere. He stood up, squinted his eyes, shook his legs slightly, and returned to his lazy and lazy appearance: "I am actually very afraid of trouble, but since Archbishop Peron was so inviting me to be the general leader of this operation, I had to refuse it. Haha... So, in the next period of time, you all have to listen to me. Of course, you can go out and inquire. I, Rhodes, are a very reasonable person. If you have any opinions on this, you can raise it now. Don't worry, I will never take personal revenge to kill you."

The old face twitched. When Byron and the others heard this, they looked at each other and saw the same depressing expression from each other's eyes, but when they thought about their current situation, they had to forcibly endure it.
Chapter completed!