I played the world alone

Chapter 419 The real conspiracy (two in one)

Simmons didn't expect that his task was not completed at all, but it turned out that the two of them went very smoothly.

Those soldiers wearing armor and holding spears or swords had accumulated power for a long time in the past and looked very powerful, but in the end they did not threaten the opponent at all.

He immediately flew away, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Since the witches are gone, the conspiracy to summon the devil has naturally failed, and his full courage to fight against evil has come to nothing.

"Alas, it seems that I can only do my job honestly."

He didn't want to attract attention at this time, so he quickly followed the others and fled in a panic.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the witches and the flames at this time, and his strange actions just now did not attract anyone's attention.

The scene was in chaos. The witch in the sky flew farther and farther away and disappeared. The soldiers on the ground also gradually reacted.

They cautiously approached the high platform with weapons in hand. The newly rescued witches did not have the magic to fly, and they had been imprisoned for too long and their bodies had not yet adapted. They had no time to get down before they were surrounded again.

But because of the shocking scene just now, the soldiers did not dare to step forward for a moment. Even if the women moved, their expressions would change and they would subconsciously take a step back.

I was afraid that they would be like the witch just now and release high-temperature fireballs to burn people to death with just a wave of their hands.

The women were also trembling with fear at this time and did not dare to move.

What just happened was so sudden and shocking that they didn't react at all and had no time to escape.

The good news is that there is no need to worry about their safety for the time being, and the soldiers do not dare to execute them.

When Simmons returned to the door of the church, he heard roars coming from inside.

"That damn witch! They are all playing tricks on us! Why doesn't your church take action to deal with them?"

That was the voice of the Earl. When he opened the door and entered, he could see that almost all the big shots in the city were gathered here.

The earl was slamming the table and roaring at the old priest. All the other nobles and officials were gathered here, and they were all praying in fear.

If they want to come, the church is definitely the safest place anyway.

However, Simmons knew that they could never imagine that the real evil lair of the witch was hidden under their feet.

If they knew the truth, they would probably jump on the spot and run away.

When he walked in, the Earl, who was still angry, looked back at him. Of course, he would not care about such an inconspicuous little character, and continued to roar.

"You must find a way to solve this matter! The witch must be killed, otherwise I will never let you live as comfortably as you do now..."

"They are so scary! They can use all kinds of magic and they will kill us!"

"And Clement!"

He turned and looked at the corner of the table on the other side.

Only then did Simmons notice that the famous exorcist, who didn't even care to look at people when he first came here, was currently curled up and hiding there like a lost dog.

He took a closer look.

Oh, look!

This poor guy was shivering. He had cried bitterly just now and his nose was still red. He looked like a clown who had failed in his acting.

He couldn't help but want to laugh, but in the end, looking at the solemn atmosphere around him, he couldn't help but hold back his laughter, and just curled the corner of his mouth.

After observing the surroundings, many people looked at him with disdain like him.

The earl continued to rage incompetently, but Clement couldn't listen at all.

He was hiding there as if he was deaf, his body shaking like chaff.

From time to time he still muttered: "Lord...please bless me..."

Even when the Count was angry and kicked him hard, he didn't have any unnecessary reaction.

This man's innate beliefs and worldview have completely collapsed. The horrific scene just now almost scared him crazy. Calling him a madman is actually almost the same.

Seeing that this guy was definitely hopeless, the earl turned his head and glared at the priest: "You guys must resolve this matter..."

Because it was too noisy and worried that the flames of war would be drawn to him, Simmons quietly moved to a corner.

Fortunately, they won't stay here forever.

In the afternoon, the attendants came to report the news.

It is said that the soldiers have issued a wanted notice for the witches and will work with the church to break their evil magic and eliminate them.

At present, this town has been thoroughly searched to ensure that there will be no traces left.

As for the women who had just been rescued, they were imprisoned again and awaited execution later.

The Earl, still angry, left angrily, and the others quickly followed suit, and the small church became quiet again.

As for Mr. Clement, who was suspected of fraud and other acts, although he did not plead guilty, he was still arrested and taken away, awaiting trial by the church.

In any case, his cowardly behavior when fighting against witches is unforgivable, not to mention the rapidly developing Protestantism.

If it is not dealt with, it may lead to the loss of a large number of believers, or even the instability of the entire status, with disastrous consequences!

The best way is to treat this unfortunate guy as a liar, and then send a real "skilled" exorcist to deal with it.

As for the crimes he committed in the past, no one cared about them because of his identity, but now they will all be picked up one by one and settled.

It is estimated that he will not live long.

However, in this era, there are still too many people living in this kind of corpse position.

Simmons didn't expect them to find out. He only cared about what happened to the basement after the witches left.

Finally, when the worried old priest fell asleep and heard the steady breathing in the next room, he quietly walked out of his room and entered the church.

After quietly opening the floor tiles and iron door, the basement was completely dark, without the original light.

"Did you really leave?"

He exhaled slowly, whether it was disappointment or relief, waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him, went to the basement, placed the oil lamp on the table and lit the candles used for lighting around him.

Looking around, traces of the original life still remain, as if Fryer still lives here, but left temporarily for some trivial matters and will come back soon.

In fact, I don't know where I am hiding now, and I don't know if I can escape the church's siege.

As for the witch's ghost, she should have left with her.

This place belongs only to him again!

After completely relaxing, he sorted out the messy things around him and planned to throw away some of the things he didn't need until tomorrow.While organizing the bookshelf, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be an unfamiliar book on it.

To be precise, it's not a book but a pamphlet with only a few pages, with a few scrawled words written in a quill pen and several complicated-looking formations drawn on it.

"This should be what the witch left behind, right?"

He glanced at it twice and felt that it looked familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately found another page that recorded the formation method for summoning demons and compared it carefully.

It was found that the two were indeed very similar, except that the formation diagram drawn by the witch was obviously more complicated.

And there are some incomplete notes written on it.

I don’t know if it was a deliberate addition by the other party.

Simmons took a second look and found that it was basically the same as what the witch said before, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

On the contrary, I feel that it is not good to leave this kind of thing here. The records on it are so detailed that anyone who wants to do it can really achieve it.

It even says on it that as long as the devil can be summoned, he can make the devil obey his three commands and realize almost any wish.

The first time he saw it clearly, he felt a little moved in his heart. He just thought that he was in the church now, how could he think about such evil things.

He shook his head, trying to get rid of these strange thoughts.

"This thing can't be left here, otherwise I'm afraid my soul will be polluted. Damn it, this must be the temptation of the devil..."

He murmured to himself, trying to force himself to resist those terrible temptations, then took the pamphlet to a candle and lit it with fire.

The flames gradually jumped up, and Simmons slowly dropped it to the ground, watching it burn, trying to calm down.

Soon the flames covered the entire paper, and the surface was completely blackened and carbonized, making it impossible to distinguish the contents inside.

Simmons breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, all you have to do is wait until the things you just subconsciously memorized are completely forgotten in your mind.

However, just when he turned around to continue cleaning up, he suddenly heard a rather harsh and sharp "stab" sound. He was so startled that he immediately lowered his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

He actually saw the flame that was already extinguishing suddenly rising up as if someone had poured oil on it. The heat wave rolled in, and he was so scared that he took a step back.

Immediately, under his shocked gaze, he saw the flame gradually forming a clearer pattern in mid-air.

In addition to this, there is some new text.

It lasted for a long time before slowly disappearing.

Simmons looked carefully, but his expression suddenly changed.

I saw that what was written above was very different from what the witch said before.

The witch said that the nobles were using the witch's pain to summon demons, but here is another principle.

That is, when everyone is afraid of it and believes it exists, it will actually appear.

"That is to say... I helped the witches publicize this matter before, but I actually helped the devil accelerate its arrival in the world?"

Especially thinking about every bit of the previous conversation with the other party.

At first I didn't think it was that great, and I even felt vaguely in my heart that the other party seemed to be very kind, and not at all as evil as the church's senior leaders claimed.

However, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel numbness in his hands and feet, and his face turned pale.

I originally thought I could be a savior hero, but now I am destroying the world? !
"No, no, no...this must be a scam!" He shook his head in disbelief.

Only then did he realize how terrifying the witch was.

From the beginning to the end, I seemed to be being played around by, and I volunteered to become its useful tool.

Just thinking about what might happen, made him breathless.

……

"Simmons, what's wrong with you?"

Early the next morning, as soon as Father Beaufort got up, he saw Simmons kneeling in front of the cross and icon.

The other person's face looked very bad, his eyes were red and swollen, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Father... I was tempted by the devil and did some wrong things that are almost irreparable..."

Simmons slowly raised his head and said in a trembling voice.

It just didn't say what exactly was done.

He was afraid that if he really spoke out, he would be executed immediately, or even burned to death like the witch.

He couldn't imagine that kind of extreme and horrific pain happening to him.

Fortunately, the old priest didn't ask any more questions and just patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"It's okay kid, as long as you sincerely repent...the Lord will forgive you."

In his mind, it was probably that Simmons had done a small bad thing at most. Whether it was stealing something or deceiving others, the crime was not worthy of death. As long as he repented and made atonement, it would be enough to offset it.

Simmons lowered his head and murmured, not daring to say more.

"Okay, kid, the church has sent a truly capable bishop. After learning what happened here, they took it very seriously, so they brought a holy object, which will definitely solve this disaster!"

Hearing the old priest's words, Simmons stood up from the ground in a hurry, and at the same time he felt a little hopeful.

"Perhaps these guys can find a way..."

Different from the previous exorcists, this time the Bishop came here with a bigger scene. Even the Earl, who was originally very aloof, bowed his head to greet him respectfully, with a flattering smile on his face.

Simmons stood carefully at the back of the greeting people and only glanced from a distance.

The bishop who can be seen getting off the carriage looks to be in his 50s. He is wearing a red robe, a chain and a cross on his chest, and is surrounded by many attendants for protection.

This time he didn't even have a chance to stay. After the other party arrived, he went directly to the best official residence here to stay, and the old priest could only wait for instructions.

When I was asked about the witch ghost, I was called to ask a few words. I barely took a close look, but there was no news after that.

It was not until the afternoon that the exorcism ceremony suddenly announced that it was about to begin.

Simmons was a little glad that the other party did not go to church and therefore did not discover the strange basement, but at the same time he was a little disappointed.

Because this shows that the other party does not seem to have real skills, maybe he is just a fake like the original exorcist.

After all, the real source of the evil has not been found, so how can we convince others?
(End of this chapter)