The beautiful elven woman in the bright red, tight-fitting robe was now looking over with a furious expression.
The crowd that had been gathered together turned ashen-faced with fright and scattered like birds and beasts.
Barbara downed her glass of wine in one gulp, slammed it on the table, and said angrily, "Honestly! Is it so hard to have a nice drink these days?"
Randall, watching the group's embarrassed escape, shook his head and chuckled, "This is a bar, after all; all sorts of people will gather here."
The werewolf Aldnan, munching on a chicken leg, glanced sideways at the orc beside him and asked, "Are mermaids really as beautiful as they say?"
Carroll tilted his head back, downed a large glass of dark beer, and then replied in a muffled voice, "I don't know."
"You were on Waiheke Island a few days ago, didn't you take a closer look at those mermaids?"
Faced with the werewolf's questioning, Carol popped a shrimp cake into her mouth and shrugged: "Never mind."
"Damn it... If I'd known you'd be like this, I would have gone in your place..."
Randall raised his hand to stop their argument: "Let's get down to business. I'm sure you've both heard about what happened in Isaiah Village."
"A group of fanatical followers of the Church of God broke into the Protestant village in the middle of the night, massacring and burning it down, sparing not even infants!" Driven by rage, Barbara's pale blue tattoos began to glow brighter and faster, like streaks of light: "You beasts!"
Aldenan lowered his voice and said, "The so-called fanatical followers of the Church of Heaven are just the local official narrative. I suspect that those who carried out the attack were the church's own troops."
Randall nodded: "The conflict between Protestants and the Church of God was originally limited to verbal attacks and written statements, but now it seems the Church of God has become restless. They've started using more despicable tactics, attempting to intimidate and threaten those who want to convert to Protestantism..."
Barbara whispered, "The Holy King will not stand idly by in the face of such a matter."
Randall sighed: "In fact, the Holy King has been looking for an opportunity to attack the Church of Heaven, and this incident has provided the perfect opportunity... wait..."
Suddenly, the four people at the table closed their eyes simultaneously.
After a few seconds of silence, the four slowly opened their eyes and looked at each other.
Barbara was the first to speak up: "Just now in Heaven, I heard a decree from the Holy King... but I didn't mishear, did I? In three days, there will be a trial for a member of the Crusaders?!"
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