Chapter 367 Sigrid's sense of security

Under the eaves, Gloria held the dark brown painted wooden door frame with one hand.

"Come in."

She maintained the coolness of a senior schoolmate and let the two in nonchalantly.

After closing the door, Gloria hurried to Sigrid with a little worry, her tearful eyes as if she had missed her for a long time.

Such skillful facial changing made Lanqi feel that he was worthy of being raised by Sigrid.

"My Lord, are you all right?"

"Not very good, but Asksan is suffering just as well."

Sigrid responded briefly. She did not hide anything from Gloria. As a warrior of the same lineage, Gloria should be very clear about her current breath state.

Gloria looked at Sigrid and the Son in surprise.

Although the bishop had not yet told her in detail where they had been for the past month, just these few words were an explosion of information for her.

In the living room, Gloria asked Sigrid and Lanqi to sit on the sofa, and she stood aside like a servant.

Sigrid sat down gracefully on the sofa, her sitting posture maintaining her usual lazy and domineering manner, and Lanqi naturally sat on the other side of the sofa with her.

This made Gloria stop talking suddenly just as she was about to say something.

Although no son or daughter of a cardinal had ever been so arrogant as to be on an equal footing with the bishop, Gloria found that as a student she should not teach the principal how to do things.

Then, Gloria pulled down the heavy, dark floor-length curtains in the living room with the proper etiquette of a servant. When she came back, her eyes could no longer hide her anxiety and worry.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, you are finally back."

The spacious living room became a private space for the three people to communicate. The soundproofing magic device blocked out the noise from the outside world and provided a quiet background for the upcoming conversation.

"What's wrong?"

Sigrid asked with a confused frown, she and the Son of God had indeed been away for a long time, but the Imperial Capital did not seem to have any major problems at the moment.

"During the more than one month you were away, many changes occurred in the south of Protoss."

Gloria sat on the sofa on the other side, her face obviously not looking good. "You have been prosecuted by the Imperial military. They suspect that you carried out a large-scale massacre in the north and brutally killed many Imperial residents while fleeing."

Gloria took out the information and intelligence summary she had collected in the Tyrant Branch in recent days from the compartment under the coffee table.

In addition to various investigation evidence and the obvious traces of the Catholic battle given by the northern province, there are also some residual images of the video crystal.

Judging from these pictures, it is the Catholic Tyrants who are destroying the town and killing the residents indiscriminately, while the Bishop of Annihilation is struggling to defend and protect the town.

"Now there is all sorts of evidence to prove that you, Tyrant Catholic, went to the northern border province and found Asksan in the city-state and carried out a series of battles that disregarded the safety of the residents and could be called massacres."

Gloria added palely.

Many people knew about the feud between Tyrannical Catholics and Bishop Silent, but this was the first time that they fought so wantonly in a city-state of the empire.

Since Asksan was stationed on the northern border, Sigrid must have taken the initiative to go there and start this war.

The various branches of the Tyrant branch in the Protoss Empire are already in a state of panic.

The Resurrection Church already has a bad reputation. If they can use this opportunity to denounce the Resurrection Church, many high-ranking officials and nobles in the empire will not let it go.

As the saying goes, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it. Once a hole is opened, the enemies of the enemy will rush in.

The priests of the Tyrant branch, who had finally gained some recognition in the south, were once again subjected to unprecedented exclusion, and there was even a gradual intention to expel them. The priests of the Tyrant branch had already embarked on a path of common prosperity with the residents and could no longer use a tough attitude towards the residents.

The loss of trust is the most fatal thing for their development direction.

"Asksan..."

Sigrid looked through the various news reports during this period, and her expression gradually became grim.

I'm afraid Asksan contacted the Imperial Capital right after the battle, and started to confuse right and wrong, blocking all her paths, and even trying to completely wipe out the existence of the Tyrant branch.

If she and the Son of God were successfully captured by the Silent Branch in the north, the next step would probably be for Asksan to send all his main forces to the south to hunt down the priests of the Tyrant Branch.

"There are also many guys from the Silent Branch or other forces who disguised themselves as our priests to intentionally harm the residents. Some also disguised themselves as residents to intentionally stir up trouble. In short, many places fell into our trap. They took this opportunity to continuously discredit the priests of our Tyrant Branch, and even lost a lot of their colleagues."

Gloria's expression was full of resentment and bitterness, but she could only speak helplessly.

Although the authenticity of everything still needs to be judged and considered for the empire, it is not necessary for the residents of the empire. Public opinion is everything they see.

With the Nirvana branch adding fuel to the fire, the pressure has come like a flash flood.

They knew clearly that this was a war of public opinion and that the Silent Branch was planning everything, but even the targeted Tyrant Catholic himself was not here, and the priests of the Tyrant Branch found it even more difficult to fight back. They could only try not to make the situation worse and pray that Tyrant Catholic would come back soon.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Gloria knew that the bishop would not kill innocent people in the city-state with Asksan on impulse, but now the situation has become like this. Even if the truth is Asksan's conspiracy, they have no way to defend themselves.

Sigrid put down the paper in her hand. The calmness in her eyes seemed to be an unprecedented anger, and the murderous intent in her body made Gloria beside her feel frightened.

Even though the bishop's aura was obviously not as strong as hers now, due to his well-tempered spiritual will, she would always be just like a little girl in front of him.

"Don't worry, Sid, I'm here."

Lanci's gentle voice sank into Sigrid's frenetic thoughts.

She looked at Lanqi in astonishment, and the murderous aura on her body disappeared instantly.

Lanqi's expression was as calm as ever. He nodded to her, which made her feel relieved suddenly and unconsciously.

Those calm emerald green eyes gave people an extremely reliable feeling, making her feel that as long as this man was there, all her troubles could be solved.

"If Asksan feels that he has the advantage now, wouldn't that be great?"

Lanqi leaned on the sofa, smiling naturally, and seemed to be running towards Asksan in both directions.

"...Are you afraid that Asksan won't dare to come to the capital to vote in a week?"

Sigrid looked at him and narrowed her eyes.

In the previous battle in the north where all three sides suffered heavy losses, neither Bishop Asksan of Annihilation nor the man in black robes could see the true identity of the Son of Tyrant.

According to common sense, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Resurrection Church were all people who were not allowed to be seen in the light until recently. Their real social identities would not be too conspicuous, so it was impossible for them to bring much influence to the empire.

Originally, this should be an absolutely neutral place that would not lean towards any of the branches of annihilation, tyranny, and mourning.

But Asksan had one thing he had never dreamed of—

This Holy Son of Tyrant is none other than Rocky McCarthy, a very talked-about figure in Helrom today.

(End of this chapter)