Chapter 444: In Person
Given their poor performance, the "Purple Hands" were not sure whether their plan had gone awry or they had failed to communicate with the leadership.
They could only strictly monitor Middenheim at night. Who knew whether the brain-damaged Khorne Cult would unite with the "Red Crown" and suddenly tear off the cloak of peace and use a doomed war to draw the Empire's attention to Middenheim.
"Listen, Rotaire, you can't fight the entire city." Pastor Edes wanted to persuade his companions that they must be patient and find a trustworthy contact.
"So what? Do we not have to fight because the enemy is too powerful?" The veins on the knight's forehead were throbbing, and Lynch had no doubt that he would soon rush out from the corner of the alley.
"Fighting doesn't mean going to die! How many Fallen can you kill? Ten? A hundred? There are only two of us now!"
Humans are indeed unable to escape unscathed from an organized siege. This is Middenheim, the most defensible fortress city in the Empire, and home to the Empire's most militarized church.
Even Chaos Knights who come to Middenheim must humbly stay in the shadows or go directly to their gods.
No matter how powerful a mortal is, can he escape the arrows and spears that are everywhere?
Even Lin Qi didn't have the confidence to fight against tens of thousands of elite soldiers alone, but he was not as rigid as ordinary Thoreaus. Who said that you have to stand in one place and get beaten in battle? The ancient saint didn't say that.
It sounds like this city has some minor hidden dangers, but Lynch is not worried. As the myth says, Middenheim's fate is tied to the Holy Flame of the White Wolf. No matter how the times change, no matter what kind of danger the empire falls into, as long as the Holy Flame is not extinguished, Middenheim will never fall.
If the storm cannot destroy Middenheim, the Empire will always have hope of counterattack. The Empire's 2,300 years of history has proved this.
"I know, Edes, of course I know. If even the Archbishop is no longer reliable, I think there is no need for us to hide. Listen, my friend, it is better to die in battle than to live in frustration."
The situation was so serious in their words that Lynch was almost scared.
The lizard man stopped eavesdropping and politely slipped to another street, where he happened to stumble upon another conspiracy.
God bless him, he really respects the privacy of young creatures, but fate is really not good for him. . "Middenheim is rotten to the core. Mage Xiren did not contact us as agreed. It seems that the Imperial School of Magic has indeed fallen. We must persist and find all those who are suspicious."
"Teacher, I'm a little scared."
"Be brave, don't worry, Master Wolan is still trustworthy. Although Emperor Magnus treated us unfairly, he is indeed a wise ruler. We are not the only ones fighting. There are many people who are committed to justice in places you can't see." .What happened to the Imperial School of Magic? Why did so many messed up things suddenly appear?
Of course, it is also possible that ordinary people are just worrying too much, and this is very likely.
Perhaps the perpetrator had died in that woods before.
Lynch changed corners again and witnessed a vicious fight when passing a tavern - a few drunken hooligans provoked a drunken dwarf, and the result was self-evident.
Although there is only one dwarf and there are six human thugs on the opposite side, this dwarf is stronger than the two humans combined, the difference is more than two times.
The tavern girl's screams attracted attention on the street, which in turn attracted the guards.
Since the last one standing was the dwarf, the criminals who were put in confinement were six thugs.
Lynch had reason to believe that there were more fighters who had not been noticed in time, because there were countless taverns in Middenheim, and both dwarves and Midden people could not live without alcohol.
Facts have proved that there is no shortage of ignorant people in the empire. The scholars of the empire are full of nonsense, not to mention the common people.
They knew not the differences among the elves, nor the clan connections among the dwarves, nor the cult of the Butcher.
On the way, Lynch saw several butchers, each of them was in trouble. The difference was that those who caused trouble ended up with different fates.
Lynch understood why Middenheim had such a huge flow of people and no restrictions. If there were not enough people living in the city, the local lord might not be able to find anyone to recruit soldiers.
The streets in the city were winding like mountain roads of varying heights. As he moved closer to the central square, it was like climbing a mountain, and he had to experience the uphill and downhill conditions repeatedly.
There are often steep cliffs on the roadside. It has to be said that this is a good place to throw away garbage. During the time he was walking around, Lynch saw several unlucky people who were "accidentally" pushed down. They probably owed too much debt and were unable to repay it.
The gangsters in this city are quite rampant. He thought that as a "holy city", these underground bugs would be more restrained.
Perhaps the sacred city of faith is not sacred to humans.
No wonder there are always unsteady mortals who question the existence of gods, and eventually find their spiritual home in the weirdness of the north.
Even the utterly corrupt members of the Emerald Scepter did not expect that the one from the Purple Rose would be so bold.
All the members who went out were silent. It was obvious that they had met with misfortune. Paradise did not come successfully. They failed.
Almost all Slaanesh believers thought that this matter would be over, but who knew that the guild of Marienburg would dare to continue to push the matter forward? The god seemed to think that Middenheim was a city like Marienburg . It is true that Great Ulric has led his army south, and most of the forces worth paying attention to are gone, but the most basic city defense forces are still there, and among them may be the old rival of the "Emerald Staff", the "Scarlet Skull".
The subordinate gods of the four true gods are undoubtedly terrifying. They are immortal, invincible, and can change reality at will.
But this does not mean that the gods can act recklessly in the world. The empire’s army has made many gods disappear.
Even though those who have abandoned the gods of the empire believe that they are false gods and cannot compare with the four true gods, they dare not deny the power of the gods of the empire.
Only a Chaos Champion who has just returned from the North can say such ignorant words, and only a Champion who has been away from civilization for a long time would think that the southerners are not blessed by the gods.
The experienced cultists have seen many such conceited champions, and when the gods appear, they will have no reason to deny the existence of the imperial gods.
Ever since they lost a large number of companions, no "Emerald Staff" wants to follow the "Purple Rose" on adventures. Perhaps this organization should be disbanded temporarily and then reorganized after the storm has passed.
(End of this chapter)
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