The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Khalsa is the only large city in the southern region of Ebin Province.

Of course, the so-called large city here actually only refers to the area south of the Perepruit Swamp, which is not where the population of Ebin gathers.

This city called Khalsa was actually built less than a hundred years ago.

This was a relatively large village more than a hundred years ago. The Nilfgaard Empire's first northern expedition began with the invasion of Ebbing.

Although there was fierce resistance in Ebin, they were still no match for the Nilfgaardian Empire's army, so in less than three months, the entire Ebin fell.

With King Ebbing's declaration of allegiance, Ebbing became a province of the Nilfgaardian Empire.

After three northern expeditions, the Nilfgaard Empire no longer had the strength to conquer the northern countries, so it had to stop and start digesting the results it had achieved.

The Fourth Northern Expedition did not begin until the death of Emperor Emhyr. Moreover, the nobles and common people, who had enjoyed peace for a period of time, were unwilling to fight again.

Although the Ebbing area has been conquered, it does not mean that there are no resistance forces in the Ebbing province.

In fact, until now, every year in other provinces far away from the city of Nilfgaard, there are rebellions against the rule of the Nilfgaard Empire.

However, the scale was too small and did not cause much response, and it was quickly suppressed by Nilfgaard's soldiers.

Similarly, there were also rebels in the province of Ebin, so the emperor of Nilfgaard sent a general named Khalsa to station here to eliminate the rebels in this area.

Eventually, Khalsa developed into a city, and Khalsa himself became the first lord of Khalsa.

Compared to other cities in the province of Ebin, the city of Khalsa can be said to be very young, and its permanent population is also very small, less than 10,000.

At this moment, in the city lord's mansion in the south of the city, a group of missionaries were sitting in the reception room in a swaggering manner.

Lord Arnu Cassius, the current Lord of Khalsa, stood behind a tall cardinal like a servant.

Bishop Alec Artus closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

In front of him, a priest with brown hair and wearing a black robe was praying silently with a golden cross in his hands.

Sitting in the chair next to him was a blond middle-aged priest wearing a black robe with a golden cross on his chest.

Opposite the blond middle-aged priest is the Golden Knight.

He said nothing, still like a statue, his huge body pressing on the solid wooden chair, making people feel that the chair would collapse at any time.

On the left hand side of the Golden Knight is a middle-aged man with silver hair and an upright posture. The middle-aged man is gentle and gives people an approachable feeling.

Further down was McLaren and three other young knights.

All of their eyes were on Bishop Alec, as if they were waiting for something.

After a long time, Bishop Alec opened his eyes, his eyes full of fatigue.

He slowly said, "The threads of fate have emerged, and one of them is entangled with a young demon hunter..."

After hearing this, McLaren's eyes flickered and his brows frowned slightly.

The silver-haired priest asked, "Is it the little fellow in Nilfgaard who ruined our plan?"

Bishop Alec nodded.

The silver-haired priest frowned and said, "How could it be him? The Pope has communicated with the true God. There are only golden dragons in Nilfgaard..."

Bishop Alec shook his head, his eyes gleaming with wisdom as he said, "The Pope meant that the golden dragon is in southern Nilfgaard, not that it is the only one!"

However, there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"However, I have seen the young witcher, and I did not feel the entanglement of fate. Perhaps something happened recently... Bellred, go and bring the young witcher here." Bishop Alec suddenly said.

The Golden Knight stood up.

However, it was McLaren who got up faster than him.

"Sir, there is no need to trouble Lord Bellred, I am enough!" McLaren volunteered, "It was my failure to discover the demon hunter's purpose in time that caused this heavy loss.

I am willing to atone for my sins, and please show me the way, and I will bring the demon hunter here!"

Bellred sat down.

Bishop Alec nodded and said, "Well, even if he is favored by fate, he is still weak, so it is indeed okay for you to go.

For the sake of God, I will give you this chance.

He was on his way to Khalsa from the south of the city.

If the other party is willing to work for the True God Church, then bring him over.

If he is unwilling, purify him before he is bewitched by the evil spirit!"

"Yes!" McLaren stood up and left.

As McLaren left, the room was silent for a moment.

Bishop Alec then turned his attention to the brown-haired priest standing in front of him.

"Father Mullis, do you admit your guilt? If it weren't for your momentary negligence, you wouldn't have released the experimental subjects without the nameplates removed. Our plan would have been successfully implemented!" Bishop Alec's voice became serious.

Father Mullis bowed deeply and said in a trembling voice: "I know my sins!"

Bishop Alec nodded slightly and said, "I have reported your fault to the Pope, and now I will announce the church's judgment on you."

Mullis bent further down, and if you looked closely, you could see that his body was shaking and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Bishop Alec's demeanor suddenly changed, becoming extremely sharp, and there was no longer any sign of being approachable.

At the same time, all the missionaries and apologists who were sitting stood up and lowered their heads.

At the same time, behind Bishop Alec, a tall golden shadow with a blurry face appeared, holding a heavy book in one hand and a golden scepter in his hand.

A strong sense of oppression suddenly descended, causing missionaries and defenders to feel heavy pressure.

Lord Khalsa's body trembled and he fell to his knees.

Alec's voice rang out at this moment.

His voice is deep and full of majesty, making people want to surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

"Father Mulis Dacris Andal, due to your negligence, our church has lost a devout defender.

At the same time, it caused the failure of our church's hard work in the Nilfgaard region, causing the Nilfgaard Empire to be wary and hostile towards our church.

Now, this bishop announces the punishment for you on behalf of the Pope!"

Mullis shuddered and dared not speak.

Bishop Alec continued, "The punishment is as follows: the priesthood and authority will be revoked, and he will be demoted to a saint!"

“This… uh uh uh…”

Mullis' eyes widened and he raised his head to refute something.

Suddenly, the shadow behind Bishop Alec reached out and grabbed Mullis.

The golden palm directly grasped Mullis in its hand, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Then, his palm passed through Mullis's body, pulled out a golden holy light from his body, and threw it into the book.

Mullis' eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Afterwards, the golden shadow slowly disappeared, and the sound of prayer seemed to be heard in the reception room.