The Devil’s Cage Chapter 35: Clues
A small Hunter Temple is hidden in the dense forest in the south.
No one knows when this temple was built.
Or.........
No one knows that there is a temple.
The convoys behind Hunter Temple High Priest Kirk were stunned when they saw this temple, and then they cheered.
Temple!
For Naviya City people, it has irreplaceable meaning.
Not only the solace in the soul, but also the shroud of the aura of ‘God’.
Under such circumstances, they will be protected from disasters.
"The temple is too small to accommodate everyone. Except for the Priest of each temple, please camp around the temple and follow the arrangements of the knights."
"If there is anything, you can also report directly to the temple."
"Everything is like Naviya."
Kirk shouted loudly on the stone steps of the temple.
No one will object to such a proposal.
Instead, everyone takes it for granted.
After all, within Naviya City, that's it.
Under the command of the knights, civilians and soldiers began to get busy.
The Deacon of a team of Hunter Temple went to the team. After a while, they were holding jars and boxes and carrying baskets to the quiet temple just cleaned by the other team Hunter Temple Deacon .
In front of the statue of Hunter, the incense candle has been lit.
A huge sheepskin blanket was spread out, and there were empty silver plates.
Deacon quickly walked over and put the wine and honey in the jar, various spices stored in the box, bread and barbecue in the basket.
For the Priest of the temple, such food is not rich, but that was when Naviya.
And now?
It's no longer rich.
It's a real feast.
The continuous escape not only makes them exhausted, hungry, and especially exhausted, the kind of fearful and terrifying taste is really uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable and disappointing.
Therefore, when there is a stable environment with enough food, these people who think they are ‘waiters of God’ on weekdays really have an idea of gratitude.
These Priests from various temples thanked Hunter Temple High Priest who had just prayed.
"Here, we will have a new beginning. Although the beginning is difficult, everything will be better afterwards."
"Please use food first."
"My old friends have been waiting for a long time."
"We need to discuss more things."
After finishing, Kirk got up and walked towards the conference room behind the temple.
The Priest in various temples were grateful to watch the Hunter Temple High Priest disappear, and immediately attacked the food in front of them.
At this time, they don’t have much demeanor.
Hunger.
It has been a long time to torture them.
Kirk listened to the sound from behind, and couldn't help but reveal a familiar smile.
This is what he wants.
Of course, this is just the beginning.
A new beginning.
Thinking about the final result, the Hunter Temple High Priest almost couldn't help laughing.
However, knowing that it is the temple situation, he immediately suppressed such a smile and walked toward the meeting room.
There are still some things for him to deal with.
In the meeting room.
An oval-shaped long table was filled with candlesticks one after another, and the plate followed the candlesticks one dish after another.
Compared with the foods enjoyed by Priest outside, the food here is naturally different in quantity and specifications, more exquisite and more attractive.
But the difference is that these foods... are fatal!
All the temples High Priest are creeping on the table.
Bleeding their noses and noses, their faces are purplish, except for God of Etiquette's High Priest, they are all breathless.
"Why, why?"
This High Priest, once praised by the entire Naviya City as a ceremonial example, roared at Kirk with a greasy and twisted face.
"Why?"
"What do you say?"
Hunter Temple High Priest asked rhetorically.
But the other party doesn't know at all.
Naturally, there are more doubts and puzzles in that look.
"Alas."
"It really is all waste."
With such words, Hunter Temple High Priest put his hand on the other person's neck and exerted a little force.
Click!
After a snapping sound, High Priest of God of Etiquette lost his breath.
When looking at the God of Etiquette High Priest that was staring at both eyes, Kirk shook his head uncontrollably.
The other party is too stubborn.
No!
Everyone is too stubborn.
Otherwise, he will not do so.
But the great situation in front of him is really rare. If he misses it, I am afraid he will regret it for life.
So, he made a choice.
"Horace."
Kirk raised his voice.
"High Priest."
The middle-aged man with thick hair, carrying a long bow and a short knife hanging out of his waist came out ~IndoMTL.com~ This former Kieran noticed that Hunter Temple Priest, a teacher of Pude, looked at all the temples High Priest that all died There was no surprise, or as one of the participants, he only saw surprise in this scene.
After all, it means they are one step closer to success.
"We have been smooth until now."
"I hope we can continue smoothly."
"So, I want to eliminate all hidden dangers."
Kirk said in a deep voice.
"Understood."
"I assure you that they have loyalty to you that no one has!"
After knowing that Horace bowed to Kirk, he clapped his hands outside.
Crack, crack!
With a crisp sound, a group of people came in.
They are tall, short, fat, thin, age, and face.
But Unique/only is similar in that their body and age are very similar to those of the dead High Priest around them, and even their faces are somewhat similar.
These people kneeled in front of Kirk.
"High Priest."
They cried together.
"Uh."
Kirk looked at these kneeling people with satisfaction and gave a glance at Horace.
At once, Horace took action.
An extra box full of small objects is in his hand.
There are glue, hair, foundation, etc.
He meticulously put on makeup for the people in front of him.
People who are very similar to the dead High Priest themselves, after wearing Horace makeup, almost become exactly the same.
Looking at the familiar faces standing up, Kirk couldn't help smiling.
This is a sincere smile.
Because everything is as he expected.
And, he has a perfect start.
He.
It will be the final winner of this battle.