Invade the white dove

After Lisa hoarsely called out the title of "Australia", the king firmly believed that Stanislav still hid the "remnants" of the Oshenism.

This is undoubtedly a provocation for Kyle, who believes in hell and demons.

Since Ulis had gained Kyle's trust in disposing of Lisa, the young king appointed him as the person in charge of the campaign, and promised to formally appoint Ulis as the head of the guard after the incident was over. .

The clean-up movement is today.

Or, to be more precise, the second clean-up campaign.

The city has seen two persecutions of followers of the gods in 18 years.

Eighteen years ago, the movement initiated by King Sprue III to tear down the temple and expel the congregation was known in history as the "Purge Movement".Sprue III seems to still have awe of the God of Austria, and that purge movement was more like a bloodless battle between theocracy and kingship.The envoys were deported "with dignity", while the believers barely survived, crying and following the envoys to start their journey of exile.

However, after Kyle succeeded to the throne at the age of eight, the first edict was to clean up the followers of the God of God again.Under the leadership of Duke Duke at that time, countless innocent people were regarded as "wizards" and "witches" and burned at the stake. The scorched corpses piled up in Enoch Square once became the symbol of Stanislav.

The "cleaning campaign", that's how the surviving people named it.The city was shrouded in a haze of fear, but Kyle accelerated the construction of Garman Colosseum at this time.

The first beast fight full of blood and violence was held half a year after the end of the campaign. The city residents who had been numb in fear seemed to have finally found a vent. tears.

As for the suppression campaign, the adults who witnessed the whole process chose to remain silent, while the young children who were ignorant turned their heads and forgot.

Now, the second clean-up campaign in Gaman's capital is finally about to start.

The guards are gearing up, hoping to make military achievements in this campaign.They missed the good opportunity ten years ago, but they must not miss the opportunity to show their loyalty to His Majesty the King again today.

The minaret at the southeast corner of Lion Castle rang the bell for the third time in the morning.

This soaring tower was used to remind the envoys to pray on time before Sprue III publicly announced that he would expel the believers of the God of God from the territory of the Garman Empire.

As the endorsement of the Ao God in the world, the most devout believers, the envoys will pay more attention to the spiritual communication with the Ao God than ordinary believers.Every day, they pray at least eight times.

The angels humbly call it homework.

And the third bell of the minaret represents the beginning of the third lesson - nine o'clock in the morning.

But today, the bell at nine o'clock represents the beginning of the celebration ceremony.

Today is the last day of the Beast Fighting Competition. The gladiators who won the previous gladiatorial fights will have a show competition. They hold the weapons or armors that the audience asked them to equip, and compete with each other in the arena surrounded by wild beasts.

This is the climax of the gladiatorial competition. After the foreshadowing of the previous few days, the audience has long been full of expectations for this stage performance.

Stanislav has become a ghost town, and everyone is drawn to the Colosseum.

The stands were densely packed with people. Adults sat on the seats, infants were held in the arms of their mothers, and older boys were carried on their father's shoulders.

The foreigners who failed to buy tickets crowded at the entrance, with their feet on their feet and their mouths open, eager to catch a glimpse of the soldiers from the cracks in the fence.

Everyone shouted at the top of their voices.

The empty streets were filled with the humming voices of Gaman Colosseum.

At such a time, it is most appropriate to carry out surprise inspections of the houses of the townspeople.

In the third year of his succession, the ten-year-old king has consciously cultivated an army that belongs only to him.

He selected boys under the age of eight from civilians, slaves, and war criminals from other conquered countries to exercise their physique and train their skills.

At the same time, in the very convincing "teaching" of the demon Tatos-in most cases, it is brainwashing, so that they learn to absolutely obey the orders of His Majesty the King.

Seven years have passed, and this guard army that only follows Kyle has begun to take shape. Any order, as long as it comes from the mouth of His Majesty the King, they must carry it out without compromise.

Just like now, breaking into an empty private house, smashing the owner's daily necessities, rummaging through their beds and wooden boxes, just to search for everything related to the "ring".

The first to bear the brunt, of course, is the Red Brick Tavern.

A few young guards rushed into the kitchen, pushing and kicking the barrel full of malt wine that they loved. See if there are strange symbols carved in it.

The greasy kitchen was quickly turned into a mess, hard bread was thrown all over the floor, and the bacon was eaten up by the gluttonous guards.

The young people rummaged through the kitchen box for knives and forks, trying to cut off a few pieces of hard cheese, but their buttocks were kicked hard.

"Damn it, which eye is on the back of the ass..."

Sean, whose face was covered with flour, cursed.

He is now a popular figure in the Guards. Ever since he told his colleagues about his experience of guarding the future Master Guard at night and hearing the screams of the little slave girl, the young boys no longer dare to laugh at him for being short. Or timid.

But Sean didn't dare to shake his fist at the vague and slender figure standing in front of him.

In the lobby of the tavern, colleagues are clinking and smashing the tables and chairs, and the friends who hid in the kitchen with him are still struggling in the pile of flour, so at this moment "sneak attack" oneself...

"My lord!" Sean knelt on the ground.

The imperial guards only obey His Majesty the King.

Their nostrils are upturned and they are domineering.

They are the king's most loyal lackeys and the most obedient falcons.

But at the same time, the ranks of the guards themselves are extremely strict.

Although they have the privilege of making a half salute when they meet the prime minister, they have no right to refute in front of the chief of the guards who are higher in rank than themselves.

In particular, this hell messenger and death knight is their future immediate boss and the highest-ranking leader of the Guards.

"Did someone hide in the wine barrel, or did they hide the token in the cheese?"

Julius's hoarse voice was muffled. He put his hand on the hilt of the rusty sword and tapped it slowly.

Guard Sean's body trembled.

"No, no, my lord..." He replied tremblingly.

At this moment, his partner finally crawled out from the flour pile, and even rolled and crawled, he lay down at Julis' feet, not daring to vent his breath.

"I think it's because you have too much appetite and swallowed the token!" Julis said in a low voice, "I should dig out your intestines to have a look."

The faces of the guards were pale.

But they could not argue without an order from their superiors who allowed them to speak.Even if Julius really wanted to take out their intestines, they could only offer them with both hands.

willingly.

"Don't hurry up!"

Julius raised his foot and kicked Sean on the shoulder.

The guards crawled away from under the table in a panic.

Julis didn't relax until he could no longer hear the panicked panting of several people.

He looked at the cupboard lying on its side among the casks.

Most of the dishes had tumbled out of the open window and shattered, a few wooden wine glasses had survived, and there was a devil's head carved in dark wood, its base firmly set in the top shelf of the cabinet.

Julis stepped on the broken pottery and observed the red-eyed monster closely.

He remembered that during the few days of staying in the Red Brick Tavern, one day after breakfast, he sent the plate to the back kitchen, and saw the proprietress reciting something to the open window.

Hearing his footsteps, the proprietress hurriedly closed the window and greeted him with a smile.

——A clearly guilty smile.

At that moment Julius felt a fleeting breath of piety.

He always thought it was an illusion.

Until I heard Lisa's roar before she died.

Kyle was right, Lisa's belief in Oshen could not have been spontaneously formed, and only the closest people could make her believe in a forbidden god under the king's high-handed rule.

The cowardly boss would never dare to disobey the king, but the enthusiastic and kind-hearted lady boss may be a believer of the God of God.

"A wise man always finds a way to blend in with her enemies."

Sotiria's body emerged from behind the cupboard. He pinched the demon's wooden head with two fingers and twisted it back slightly.

With a click, a slight mechanism sounded, and the angry-eyed demon disappeared, replaced by a small statue of Ao Shen with a peaceful smile.

It's just that the carving is not good, it's more like Thoth himself.

But the pinhole-sized ring between Ao Shen's eyebrows was perfect.

"Australia..."

Julius murmured in a low voice, squeezed his thumb and index middle finger together, touched his forehead, touched his lips lightly, and finally stroked the ring between the statue's brows reverently.