The Devil’s Cage Chapter 95: Play in turns

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

The icy voice is getting colder.

A kind of obvious anger is especially obvious.

Sean sweats slightly on the forehead.

The breath of the pressure of Superior and the strength of the strong made Sean completely breathless, but Knight Captain still gritted his teeth and nodded.

"When, of course!"

Knight Captain wants to make himself more assertive, but under the pressure of the other party, his voice trembles involuntarily.

"Etolin is a loyal and reliable guard."

"Before his death, he guarded the territory for my lord."

"After his death, he must also enter my lord’s God Kingdom and be sheltered."

The icy voice, with no ups and downs, repeats the fact that everyone in War God Temple knows.

Sean understands what the other party means.

So, when the other party's voice fell, he said immediately.

"I am willing to confront Etolin Your Excellency."

"If I made a mistake."

"I am willing to pay any price."

After finishing talking, Sean fell to his knees on one knee.

He expressed his decision with words and actions.

Icy voice, no more words.

Start standing in the shadow and praying to your Lord.

As one of the two privy bishops on top of the fifteen bishops, Mortol is the well-deserved highest level in ‘War God Temple’ and the most trusted and favored by ‘War God’

No need to repeat the process and Priest, just meditation, Mortol can contact ‘War God’.

This time is no exception.

"Mortol, what's wrong?"

When the loud voice rang, Mortol knelt down in the shadows.

"My great Lord, something happened that I cannot decide."

"It's about your believer Etolin!"

"Your other believer Sean thinks he has a problem, but he died last night, we need your ruling!"

Mortol tells the truth.

Then, waiting for the reply of the gods he believed in.

This is not the first time Mortol has asked ‘War God’ to make a ruling.

As a result, he soon discovered something was wrong.

Time... a little bit longer.

Before, there was no more than three interest each time.

And this time, ten days have passed.

Don’t...

Is there really a problem? !

Mortol has a heart.

If Etolin really has problems...

Almost instantaneously, many thoughts poured into the priest’s heart.

Because Mortol understands the importance of Etolin.

As spy, Sword Priest Rank, Etolin's position in Holy Judgment Office is not low, almost mastering spy of Atandin Castle, which is more than 50%.

Including, but not limited to, the true identity of these spys, disguising their identities, etc.

If there is a problem with Etolin, then Holy Judgment Office will have problems with the Atandin Castle system.

Anxiously filled Mortol's heart.

However, the Privy Council did not urge his own "God".

As a believer, the faithful faith allowed the Privy Council to fully and unconditionally trust his ‘God’.

All that ‘God’ says is what he needs to obey.

All that ‘God’ says is what he needs to spread.

Time elapses from second to second.

After about one minute passed, Mortol's mind sounded loud again.

"There is a problem with Etolin."

"Sean is right."

"You need to ask in detail what happened to Sean."

"Understood."

Mortol answered.

When that great atmosphere left from heart, Mortol stood up, and he looked at the Sean in the confession room-this is a special structure, not only an ordinary mechanical closet, but also enforcement with Secret Technique.

Standing here, it is absolutely impossible for people in the confession room to see people here.

The people here can observe the people in the confession room.

Like literally.

Three hundred and sixty degrees, all directions, no dead angle observation.

For people with special training, such observations are really useful.

with no difficulty can find out if the people in the confession are hidden or deceived.

Mortol is one of them.

So, he was not in a hurry.

Instead of looking at the Sean at the moment.

He expects to discover more.

However, to Mortol's disappointment, although the Sean in front of him carries a trace of anxiety, this anxiety comes only from the unknown, not what is hidden in the true sense.

"What did you find?"

Ask Mortol who asked nothing.

"It's because of news from the palace."

Sean replied.

"News from the palace?"

Mortol asked rhetorically.

As the secret bishop of North Unique/only, the work of Mortol is very cumbersome. His most important work is to sign his name on the documents after the first floor screening.

Therefore, he did not know the news just delivered.

As for everything?

Sorry, unless it’s ‘War God’ Your Highness, Mortol doesn’t think anyone can do it.

After all, ‘War God’ Your Highness is omnipotent.

Standing there, Mortol listened to Sean's narration.

The already cold expression is getting more serious.

"Archive this message."

"No one can read without my permission."

Mortol ordered directly.

"Yes."

Sean replied, heart was happy.

He knows that he got it right this time.

Fate is like this, no one knows when it will favor you, and what you need? It is always ready.

Just like him.

If it is not his keen gaze, how could he notice Etolin?

How could this opportunity be used to gain appreciation from the upper class?

Sean’s belief in ‘War God’ is firm.

Equally firm is an upward heart.

He wants to be closer to Your Highness.

For this reason, he keeps working hard.

This time, he seized the opportunity.

A team leader is not enough.

Sword Priest?

Not enough.

At least one of the bishops can make him feel the glory of Your Highness better~IndoMTL.com~ In order to achieve this goal faster, Sean said his plan in the next two minutes.

"Colin must die!"

"Of course, we cannot die in our hands."

"At least it looks like this."

Mortol listened to this plan quietly.

Regarding ‘Quiet Night Secret Society’ actively contacting ‘Viper Sect’, and ‘Viper Sect’ represents the identity of the heir of Atandin VI, he has read this urgent document before.

For this, Mortol has no objection.

A royal family of formidable is not good for ‘War God Temple’.

"Do what you want!"

Mortol said, and left the dark room.

He needs to report everything to ‘War God’.

......

Boom!

At noon, clear sky, a sudden thunder, startled the entire Atandin Castle.

People looked up.

When I saw the big sun, I muttered again.

Civilians do not know what happened.

Or, almost no one knows what happened.

Those with a little knowledge, only know that this is the performance of ‘War God’ Wrath.

But why Wrath?

They don’t know.

Kieran knows.

Therefore, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I have to say that Superior Evil Spirit is getting better and better!

Maybe after the matter here is over, you can give it a leave?

Well, one hour...no, ten minutes is a good choice.

The Kieran leaned against a soft cushion while the carriage was moving smoothly, picked up the tea in front, and took a sip before making a decision.

Then he looked out of the car window.

Next...

Need to see him.

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