The Devil’s Cage Chapter 117: Decline
There is no absolute thing.
During Dawn, Mortol, who thought he was in control of the situation, completely lost control of the situation when the sun rose above his head.
The news about ‘War God Temple’ human trafficking spread throughout Atandin Castle and spread to the north and south at an unpredictable rate.
More importantly...
The worrying evidence appears!
When he had not ordered the destruction of the ‘secret base’ not far from Atandin Castle, ‘Quiet Night Secret Society’ raided there.
The entire base is destroyed, Mortol is not attentive.
However, the ‘orphans’ inside shocked the Mortol.
When Unique/only let him relax, he was able to deal with a group of children.
You are a child, what do you know?
Something like this is enough to make him invincible.
The person in charge of the children is completely unaware of the inside story, and he doesn’t have to worry.
Just when he was exhausted to deal with these things, conclusive evidence appeared.
In a way he never thought of.
The Priest and Deacon of ‘Dark Hall’ even admitted.
"Damn Cabiao!"
Standing at the top of the cathedral, Mortol overlooks the people gathered in the business district.
In his sight, he can clearly see that the people standing on the table are the most trusted ones of Cabiao.
Similarly, he can also see the Wrath of people around him, puzzled.
It's over!
Everything is over!
The feeling of powerlessness fills the whole body of Mortol.
He turned and leaned his back against the wall, which supported him from falling to the ground.
He breathed hard.
He wants to calm his mind.
He has to consider how to help his Your Highness get through the difficulties ahead.
But is this possible?
Kieran does not like dragging mud.
Especially in the face of an event that affects the overall situation, since you shot, you should give the Thunder a blow without giving the opponent any room to turn over.
The Superior Evil Spirit disguised as the confidant of Cabiao stood on the high platform with a confessed face.
"I'm sorry, I will only say this now."
"Because I am too timid."
"I am afraid of Cabiao and Mortol."
"The deterrence of the two of them made me dare not resist like a sheep, but yesterday I saw what a real brave man is!"
Next, Superior Evil Spirit began to describe the matter of "Knight Gino".
From the beginning of the city gate, to the later ‘Mist’ Church camp, the details were told.
The people around uttered a wow.
While respecting ‘Knight Gino’ more and more, he also became more and more disgusted with Mortol.
Especially, when several other Cabiao hearts affected by Superior Evil Spirit began to tell other facts about Cabiao and Mortol, the group sentiment was indignant.
"Have you thought about why there are so many missing people in Atandin Castle?"
"Have you ever thought about why you suddenly lost your job?"
"Have you ever thought about why the item you buy suddenly becomes expensive?"
"All of this is Mortol and then make a ghost!"
"He is manipulating everything in Atandin Castle in the name of "War God"."
"If you are willing to follow him, you can get a job."
"If you are willing to believe in War God, you can get cheap goods."
Superior Evil Spirit started to ignite the wind that he is best at.
At the same time, heart moved slightly.
Hidden in the crowd immediately, several people who were hinted at by it shouted loudly.
"We want to talk about it!"
"We want him to explain!"
......
Several people shouted loudly, and took the lead in the direction of the cathedral.
Someone took the lead and the angry people rushed towards War God Temple.
The guards of the royal family watched with cold eyes without any obstruction.
Noble's private soldiers?
They also received orders and did nothing.
As long as no one touches the fish in muddy water.
Standing in a third floor high building by the road, Valentin looked at the crowd below.
"It's terrible!"
The old school earl sighed.
"Human power is endless."
"Especially when they are together."
"Even the gods have to compromise."
Little Viscount said straightforwardly.
"You mean?"
Valentin stared at both eyes in surprise.
Little nodded.
"If you want to calm people's anger..."
"Only that choice."
Little's eyes turned towards the War God Temple's cathedral, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.
If ‘War God’ really chooses that path, then ‘War God Temple’ will be considered dead.
But if you don’t choose, you will be done immediately.
The former is easier to accept under the premise that the choice is finished.
Of course, the best thing is to use force.
If there is no "Lady of Calamity" and "Mist", Little is sure that the other party will do so.
And now?
After the ontology was pinned, the ordinary projection of that person, clone, could not fight against ‘Mist’.
"It’s an excellent layout!"
Little heart sighed silently.
He recalled all the recent events. Although there is no definite evidence, he could be Intuition to all this should be controlled by an invisible big hand.
‘Mist’?
Little is thinking about this name.
But immediately, he let himself empty his brain.
It is inevitable that ‘War God’ walked down the altar.
The rise of ‘Mist’ is also unstoppable.
He doesn’t want to be a mortal.
Who is standing there, has anything changed for him?
No matter who it is, he needs his help.
Knowing that his Little is not worried, he knows that as long as he grasps everything he has, he can sit back and relax.
Compared to this, he is more concerned about another thing.
"Is there any news about the things I asked you about Valentin?"
The Viscount Little asked.
"Little, you know, time has passed too long."
"I will try to get as many people as possible into it."
Valentin smiled bitterly.
As one of the leaders of the old school, in Atandin Castle, and even the whole Atandin, Valentin has a considerable influence, but it is really impossible to find a nameless and unnamed person more than ten years ago .
It can only be a needle in a haystack.
"Is it?"
"Then you don’t need it."
"Still pay more attention to the south."
"There is what we should care about."
Little sighed.
After imprinting the smile on his mind to heart, he said very sensibly.
"Understood."
Valentin was relieved and nodded vigorously.
......
"Mortol is finished."
In a building not far from Valentin and Little, looking at the crowd, the old marquis of Wharton gave the same evaluation as Little.
Even, in some ways, it is more certain.
Because, as the royal family Faction, the old marquis have dealt with ‘War God Temple’ more than once.
He knows the style of ‘War God Temple’ too well.
"Are there no preparations for Mortol?"
Cul Wharton frowned, somewhat puzzled.
"Yes, it's useless."
"He is just a spokesperson who has gained power from the gods."
“The will of ‘War God Temple’ will always be ‘War God’.”
The old Wharton said something.
Cul Wharton looks at his father.
She wants more explanation.
For War God Temple, Cul Wharton is very curious.
However, the old Wharton did not say one more word.
Instead, it changed the subject.
"How are you and His Royal Highness Colin?"
Old Wharton asked.
"What's the matter?"
Cul Wharton looks puzzled.
"Cul, you know what I am talking about."
"Similarly, you know what I want you to do."
Old Wharton is very straightforward.
"We have nothing."
"We are just friends."
Cul Wharton is equally direct, facing her father, she has no intention of giving in.
She thinks friends are rare.
She doesn’t want to make her friends difficult because of herself.
"Friends can be lovers."
"At least, it's better than a stranger to be a lover."
"And..."
"You have to consider the Wharton family!"
Old Wharton persuaded his daughter in his own way, but this kind of words was counterproductive for Cul Wharton, Cul Wharton stared, said: "Why don’t you go by yourself?"
"I don’t mind going by myself if I can."
"But I can't."
"So, my family and I need Cul to go."
"Don’t forget that His Majesty VI has been estranged from us for a while. His Majesty VI is closer to the Monte guy. This is your Majesty tell me what I should do."
Old Wharton takes a deep breath road.
He knows his majesty too well.
Every seemingly unintentional action is something special.
Not to mention when it comes to heirs.
This alienation is inevitable.
Because, Cul will become the heir's wife.
So, he must avoid suspicion.
Of course, this is just a roundabout way.
But if Cul did not become the heir’s wife, the estrangement at this moment means that the Wharton family will withdraw from the Atandin Castle rights center.
This cannot be tolerated by the old Wharton.
He does not allow such things to happen.
So, at the next moment, the old Wharton's eyes on Cul Wharton became serious.
This time, Cul Wharton flinched.
But still not agreed.
Instead, he turned and left the room.
Boom!
The heavy closing sound represents the counterattack of Cul Wharton.
But for the old Wharton, it is completely useless.
The eyes of the old marquis have been completely looked at the cathedral of ‘War God’, or... the royal castle of Atandin further away.
......
The crowd rushed to the cathedral.
"Stop!"
"There is a plague here, everyone stops!"
A guardian knight stopped loudly.
"If the plague still exists, do you think you can still live?"
"That is a plague that can be infected even by Cabiao. Do you think you can survive a little knight?"
"Even, can the entire Atandin Castle be spared?"
"Don't listen to him!"
"The plague has already been expelled by that person "Bishop Simon"."
"They are just delaying time to destroy the evidence now!"
Superior Evil Spirit shouted immediately.
In this kind of shouting, the crowd that just paused swarmed in again.
Educational knights want to pull out weapons to block.
But in the end it was just Longsword.
Neither of them is a fool.
Once Longsword is pulled out at this time, then things really become unmanageable.
Hopefully Mortol adults can deal with it.
Every coaching knight thought this way when he was slammed by the crowd.
And Mortol does the same!
"Let everyone wait."
The privy bishop has appeared in front of the cathedral with words.
He is ready to make a big splash.
However, an unexpected scene appeared.
Some of the people who should have stopped have indeed stopped.
However, the remaining part rushed to the secret entrance of ‘Dark Hall’ and ‘Holy Judgment Office’.
This Privy Bishop brow raised.
Something in ‘Dark Hall’ and ‘Holy Judgment Office’ can never be discovered.
He has been transferred.
Now, it will take time.
It must be delayed.
"Come on, calm down!"
Mortol Shen Sheng said, a glory that did not belong to mortals emerged from his body.
The power of Transcendence will work at all times.
Especially when facing ordinary people, it is enough for Intimidate.
Mortol intends to use the Intimidate neutral gear to delay time.
But what Mortol didn’t think of was that while he was shining with the glory of ‘War God’, the confidant in the front, Cabiao, was hit by a truck and flew out of the sky.
I hit a lot of people without saying that this Priest was also spraying blood.
"You, kill people and kill your mouth, so cruel!"
The other party stared at Mortol and said such words.
Then, I haven't waited for Mortol to say anything.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, this Priest burst directly.
The torn body is so dead that it can’t die anymore.
There was a moment of silence in the crowd.
Next
"It's killing people!"
"'War God Temple' kills people and kills them!"
"Run!"
In the shouting one after another, the people who had just gathered together ran back at a faster speed.
Flocked.
Be a bird and beast.
The people who rushed to the secret entrance of ‘Dark Hall’ and ‘Holy Judgment Office’ also didn’t have any thoughts and ran away with their heads held.
In fact, neither Kieran nor Superior Evil Spirit really reveals the idea of ‘Dark Hall’ ‘Holy Judgment Office’ because there is no need at all.
As long as Superior Evil Spirit steps into ‘War God Temple’, everything is doomed.
After the shining Mortol froze, his face changed suddenly.
Undoubtedly, the Privy Councilor guessed what.
But he doesn't care about it at all.
He turned around and looked at the ‘War God’ statue in the cathedral.
I saw the brilliant ‘War God’ statue, dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the sky in the south sounded a whisper~IndoMTL.com~ Very nice.
Yes, the woman’s voice.
Kieran in the camp of ‘Mist’ Church, he looked up to the south.
In the narrowed both eyes, there was a smile.
Everything [.] went according to his plan.
Kieran raised his hand.
The near minister came over immediately.
"His Royal Highness."
Near minister bowed to salute.
"Go find Bohr, I hope to see him."
After finishing, Kieran walked towards the tent with hundreds of Magic Item.
The next step is to start.