Ultimate Assassin System

Bronze oil platform, bean sparks, and the main hall of the church with uncertain brightness and darkness.

Standing next to York's body was an old man wearing a gold-rimmed white robe. If there was a well-informed person present, he would tell you that this gold-rimmed white robe was only worn by the vicar-level leaders of the Illuminati Church.

Sethman just looked at the corpse on the ground quietly like this, oh, no, his erratic eyes showed that he didn't pay attention to the dead guy.

He was wondering how many years he hadn't been scolded by anyone.

Sethman was born in an aristocratic family, and was sent to a monastery for training when he was young. At that time, the teachers in the monastery were strict in discipline and were often beaten and scolded. Later, he achieved success in his studies, and under the impetus and means of his family's influence, his status in the Church of Light increased day by day. Finally, after so many years of struggle, he was promoted from an ordinary clergyman to a vice-bishop.

It can be said that since he became a priest, he has never been scolded in person.

But today, he was pointed at the nose by a group of farmers, spit and scolded him.

And this was originally just an ordinary clergy supervision inspection. After he got off the car at the entrance of the village, the situation was still normal. When the ignorant and backward villagers saw him, they all looked in admiration and awe. He is very familiar with this kind of look and this kind of scene. At this time, you just need to go up to them and talk to them kindly, and these farmers will be grateful and awed to you.

Then he saw a large group of people running towards here excitedly, some of them didn't even wear shoes. Oh, what a group of devout believers this is. He remembered that he stepped forward and said solemnly: Pious believers, hello, I will always extend my cordial greetings to you on behalf of the God of Light.

Greetings to your mother!

He was sprayed with spitting stars all over his face, and then a dozen fingers pointed at his face and cursed. All kinds of rustic swear words, with some shoes flying towards him... At this moment, he understood where the shoes of those barefooted people went.

My lord, this is the weapon that killed York. Buck said to Sethman, who was in a trance, holding a crossbow bolt.

Sethman stared blankly at this crossbow arrow. The material was ordinary, as if it was just ordinary wood; the workmanship was even rougher, and the most important part of the arrow tip was not evenly cut. The whole crossbow is more like a toy made by a child when playing a war game.

What did you find?

Barker said: From the temperature of York's body, the time of death was within ten minutes. The place of death was in the confessional. The other party should be a pretended believer and shot him at close range.

That's all? This is not what Sethman wants to hear, he doesn't care how the idiot on the ground died, he just wants to confirm the identity of the assassin. Pretending to be a believer, holding a crossbow and shooting at close range. That doesn't mean anything.

Buck hesitated and said: A brother found slight traces on the wall in the backyard, and a secret door was left on York's window. If it was left by an assassin, then the technique is a bit professional.

Their profession is naturally those assassins who take people's lives and collect rewards.

Sethman said sharply and sarcastically: Professional? Are you saying that an assassin traveled a long distance here and used this toy to kill an ordinary clergyman? Is he poor and crazy, or is he just passing by to kill someone for fun?

Buck also knew that the result was a little untenable, so he had no choice but to say: Then we can only start with the crossbow and check the surrounding hunters.

Sethman's voice became sharper: Oh? A hunter in a small village killed people, and a team of bright knights couldn't find any useful clues. Are you trying to say that our bright knights are too useless?

It is even more untenable to say what Orion did. Xiaoshi Village is located in the hinterland, and most of the villagers live off the land. That is to say, there is a small forest in the south of the village. Even if there are some hunters, they are just catching pheasants and the like, and they are not very clever.

Buck simply closed his mouth.

After a few words of ridicule, Sethman fell into deep thought. The Bright Knights are naturally not waste materials, in fact their overall combat quality is higher than that of the general knights of the empire. None of them could find any useful clues, which meant that the opponent was really a professional. There should be no problem with Buck's judgment, but which professional would be so careless? You must know that the bounty for killing a low-level clergyman like York will not exceed one gold coin. Is it really passing by?

The tangled Sethman didn't know that the professional they were guessing was vomiting in the woods not far from them.

I have to say that killing people and killing chickens and ducks are really two different things.

Even before making the move, Tang En kept telling himself that the other party was a villain who deserved to be killed, and that he was doing justice for the heavens. But after seeing York really died in front of him, his stomach still rolled.

After barely handling the scene and waiting for the villagers to arrive. He hurriedly turned out from the backyard, went straight to the woods, and vomited in a daze.

In the church, the pensive Sethman suddenly said, The time of York's death was just before we heard the bell?

Yes.

Do you think this is too coincidental...

Buck's heart moved: You mean...

Seesman seemed to have figured something out, and smiled: Our itinerary is fixed, and anyone who is interested can find out. Our walking speed is relatively slow, but just as we arrived at the outskirts of the village, there was a ringing bell.

You mean that someone purposely let York die like this before us?

More than that, Saissman said coldly: York is an idiot who died as soon as he died, but his exposed behavior has tarnished the honor of the Church of Light, and no one in this village will believe in the God of Light anymore. And if Someone with a heart wants to encourage these villagers to spread this matter...

It was just horrific, it was a disaster.

Sethman said coldly: That's right, and what's even more catastrophic is that this incident will also become a stain on us. After all, I am the inspector who supervises the clergy in this area, and damn it, we are actually at the scene of the incident!

Someone is going to pour dirty water on the adults? Damn it, who is this? Buck completely understood what Sethman was thinking at this time, and he couldn't help sighing secretly that people in high positions are not easy. And in this way, professional means can also be explained. After all, if someone really did it on purpose, then they would naturally invite a slightly professional person to do it, so as not to leave any flaws.

Who is not important now, the key is what should we do now?

Buck's mind was really clever, and he immediately said, Or maybe it's just that York is already dead, and someone from the Savage Cult pretended to be him?

Barbarian religion, the belief religion of the northern wilderness tribe. It is a natural enemy with the Temple of Light, and when the two believers meet, they are often immortal.

Sethman said noncommittally: It's a good idea. But it's difficult to operate. Farmers are ignorant, but not all are fools.

Then use spiritual magic on the farmer to seal their memory.

There will be future troubles. If there is a sealing spell, there will naturally be a way to undo it. It will be even more difficult to end.

Buck spread his hands and said, This subordinate is ignorant and can't think of any good solution.

Sethman smiled and said: Think slowly, there will always be a good way. Sometimes, we need to change our thinking, just like we deduce the identity of the murderer, we always have to think deeply.

Thinking deeply? Thinking deeper... Buck looked at the smiling Sethman, and suddenly shivered. Could it be...

Seeing the changing expression on Buck's face, Sethman raised his eyebrows and smiled. Oh, it seems that you have thought of a good method again. I praised you for your clever mind when I selected you to be the guardian knight commander. Let me hear it.

Buck opened his mouth in a murmur, Would, or will...all the farmers...all, all....

What?

Looking at Sethman's bottomless eyes, Buck gritted his teeth and said, Kill them all!

Huh... After saying that, Buck suddenly felt a strange sense of relaxation. This feeling is the same as when he was a child, in order to prove to his companions that he was a man enough, he pretended to be indifferent and killed the dog he had raised for many years with a sword.

Sethman didn't speak, just patted Buck's shoulder with a smile.

Buck bowed his head in humble thanks.

My lord, the villagers gathered at the door of the church and asked you to come forward and give an explanation. A knight of light came in to report the situation.

The curses at the door grew louder and deafening.

Buck took a deep breath and said, Keep the door and don't let them in. First, calm their emotions and say that we have found out the clues. We will announce the situation to them in ten minutes.

yes.

Also, after all this is done, everyone gathers in the backyard of the church.

Yes. The knight took the order and left.

My lord, look...

You did a good job. Sethman smiled and said, The Knights of the Holy Light wants to recruit new blood. I have a spot here. After this inspection is over, you can try it.

Buck said ecstatically, Thank you for your cultivation, sir.

The holy knight, that is the top knight of the Illuminati Church, no matter in terms of status or force, they are the backbone of the church. And these knights were all produced by the Holy Light Knights Hall. As long as you pass the training in it, you can become a holy knight.

You deserve it. Immediately, Sethman took out a crystal emitting a strong white light and handed it to Buck, Find a place to put it.

God's Punishment Crystal! Buck was shocked.

Sethman looked at the crystal with great reluctance and said, Yes, this is the God's Punishment Crystal. This is the only one I have obtained over the years, what a pity...

You, are you going to use this to destroy, destroy the village?

Only in this way will no trace be left. Also, make your knight shut up. It's best to forget about this matter. Otherwise, you will be in trouble.

Yes, Buck will always be loyal to your lord.

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Five minutes later, the dark night sky.

A white light suddenly fell from the sky and hit the chapel directly.

It was like a spark thrown into a pile of gunpowder. The chapel suddenly emitted a blinding white light, and the air waves rolled around, directly engulfing the entire village.

South of the village, by the edge of the woods. Buck felt the strong wind blowing towards his face, and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Sethman frowned and said: My carriage. Damn it, don't let me know who framed me, or I will let him go to the gallows.

Sethman's gorgeous carriage was parked at the door of the church. It was too conspicuous to move, so it had to be destroyed together with Xiaoshi Village.

Buck felt a chill in his heart, more than two hundred people died. But in Sethman's eyes, this is not even as good as a carriage.

White light comes and goes quickly. In a moment, the eyes are restored to cleanliness. It's just that there is no trace of Xiaoshi Village anymore, and it has become a sunken piece of scorched earth.

Sethman said: Make a Holy Spirit Monument, and send another person to explain the situation to the knights in this fief...you don't need me to teach you the reason?

Yes! Don't worry, my lord.