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Chapter five hundred and seventy fifth anger

early morning.

The dazzling sunlight shone through the clouds and shot into the body of the city of Westan, the pearl of the border of the Svak Kingdom, and was full of scars!

A large number of houses collapsed, and incommendable civilians and soldiers died.

People who were lucky enough to live were crying in a low voice, and their voices were connected, rising and falling, like a sorrow and joy.

Prince Charles, whose eyes were red, stood in the middle of the city, watching the city that had been destroyed by the giant, with a gloomy face dripping into the water.

Several followers and officials also stood by him with a calm face without saying a word, and the atmosphere was very dull and depressing.

No one dared to speak at this time, because the person who dared to do this was cut off by Prince Charles who was angry just now, no matter how favored he was.

The pearl of the border of the Svak Kingdom, Westan, is over, and anyone with eyes can make this judgment in his heart.

Although the city was destroyed only one-third, Prince Charles' financial resources were able to support him in repairing and improving it, but it was useless.

The reputation of the city of Wistan is over.

No one wants to stay in a dangerous place unless he has to.

And now - Westtan City, this city that attracted giants, is already an extremely dangerous place.

The merchants will not come, and the civilians nearby will try to come as few as possible.

Westtan City will no longer have the prosperity it used to be.

Prince Charles will also lose more than half of the tax revenue in his territory.

Heavy losses.

No wonder Prince Charles was so angry.

But what he was even more angry was why the giant came to his territory? Didn’t that ugly woman in bamboo pole lead the giant to Hanlai?

Sure enough, these untouchable words will never be trusted! Prince Charles roared in his heart, and could only roar in his heart. Otherwise, once the deeds of colluding with giants are discovered, what awaits him is not only the punishment of the Svak Kingdom, but also the heresy inquisition of the Holy Light Cathedral.

A follower quietly returned, and he walked softly to Prince Charles and explained in detail.

Prince Charles' brow frowned deeply, and he couldn't help but yell at his entourage, "What does it mean to turn into meat paste? Can you find out who it is when turned into meat paste?"

The entourage was startled, his face turned pale, and he quickly defended, "I can see the clothes of the meat paste from above..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Prince Charles's face looked ugly. After stopping the intimate follower's further speech, he drew out the knight's sword from his body and quickly stabbed the follower.

The center is in the heart!

The entourage fell down, vomiting blood from his mouth, staring at Prince Charles with his eyes open, as if asking "Why?"

Prince Charles, who was already a duke, didn't look at him, but silently wiped the blood from the sword and inserted the sword into the scabbard.

The entourage and officials behind him flashed in the eyes of the rabbit and the fox, and then they did not dare to breathe, for fear of attracting the anger of the furious Duke.

The whole scene was very quiet, reflecting the current Duke's uncertain eyes.

In the eyes of officials, time suddenly passed slowly.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a chaotic sound of footsteps came from behind.

Anger climbed onto the Duke's cheek again, twisting his expression, and the entourage and the officials' faces were full of anger. When he looked back, his expression immediately froze.

It was the priest Benjamin of the Holy Light Church, who was from the Holy Light, who led a group of priest apprentices to walk past the sad civilians with a calm expression and came to Duke Charles.

"Ri'an, Duke!" Benjamin was a gentle middle-aged man wearing a gray-white robe and greeted Duke Charles.

"Ri'an, Priest Benjamin. As you can see, I'm not very good!" Duke Charles said with a faint expression.

Although his irritable heart made him particularly want to kill this hypocritical priest with one knife, the only remaining reason told him that he would challenge the authority of the Holy Light Cathedral without the giant's action, and he would be buried in the dust of history like this city.

The clergy of the Holy Light Cathedral is divided into sacrificial apprentices, sacrifices, priests, bishops, archbishops, cardinals, and popes.

The sacrificial apprentices do not talk about it, but the sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

Further up is the main priest, who are usually sent to some important cities to preside over academic affairs.

The priest went up to be the bishop, responsible for the academic affairs of the principality or some major regions of the kingdom.

Archbishops usually sit in the capital of the kingdom.

The Cardinal's diocese includes several kingdoms or an empire. In the Holy Light Cathedral, it can be said that it is below one person and above ten thousand people.

As for the Pope, he is regarded as the spokesperson of the Lord of the Holy Light in the world. After his death, he will enter the kingdom of the Lord of the Holy Light and become an angel.

Because the power of the divine is greater than the power of the king, the clergy has a noble status, and even a priest is not something that Duke Charles can easily offend.

This is also the reason why the angry Duke of Charles was able to wisely reply to Bishop Benjamin.

But he was unwilling to accept it. The Priest Benjamin often interfered in his daily territorial management work, which always made him feel restricted. His dissatisfaction with him was as high as a few floors. Duke Charles paused for a moment and said expressionlessly, "Prime Benjamin must have been too tired yesterday. Dark creatures invaded him. Didn't he wake up the tired you?"

Hearing Duke Charles's sarcastic words, even though Benjamin was scheming, his face turned red when he heard this. Yesterday, he spread the gospel of the holy light to a noble woman's family for too long, which led to a little lack of energy and he slept more heavily at night.

The sound of the giant attack did not wake him up, causing the giant to rage in the city.

Fighting against the people of darkness is an unshirkable responsibility of every clergyman of the Holy Light Cathedral. If the matter of last night was spread, his life would be difficult within the Holy Light Cathedral.

He didn't know that yesterday a wizard with a strength comparable to that of the Cardinal Archbishop used a silent witchcraft to prevent the outside world from interfering with him and better restore the energy he lost after preaching, so that he missed the opportunity to shine in that battle.

Priest Benjamin coughed gently, "Mr. Duke, I feel very sorry for your losses. No one wants such a thing to happen?"

"I didn't expect that there were still two dark people hidden in this wilderness plain! Before I came here, I had reported it to the Holy Church that the two evil creatures waiting for would be sanctions from the Holy Light!" Benjamin said loudly.
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