Some people in Dragon Slaying City have crossed the insurmountable bottom line!
Mr. Alfonso's actions, this punishment delivered by the sharpest blade of the Holy Light Church, is more destructive than any document or testimony!
Ruby stood up and took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling violently.
The fighting spirit in her eyes did not fade, but instead became more intense and... relieved as she confirmed that Alfonso had arrived.
She looked at Kyle, and their eyes met. No words were needed, everything was said without words.
The biggest threat, the noose from within, had been silently cut off by that adult.
"Heh..." Ruby sneered softly, with a hint of blood.
Her eyes swept over Linus, who had long been hung on the top of the city wall of Osborne Town, and then looked towards the direction of Dragon Slaying City in the distance, as if she had penetrated space and saw the terrified faces of some people at this moment.
Just then—
“Dee-dee-dee…dee-dee-dee…”
The dull and rhythmic sound of horse hooves, like the beat of a life-threatening drum, came from the direction of the main road leading to Dragon Slaying City.
The sound came from far away, carrying an unquestionable majesty and oppression, quickly breaking the silence in front of the city gate.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Dust rose at the end of the road. A magnificent convoy pulled by pure white horses and decorated with kneeling dragons and intricate golden holy light emblems was slowly approaching the gate of Osborne Town.
The convoy was surrounded in front and behind by the Holy Light Church's guard knights, who were wearing shiny silver armor and had a solemn aura.
In the sunlight, their armor and spear tips reflected a dazzling light.
In the center of the convoy, the largest carriage with stained glass windows was like a small mobile church, exuding an air of sanctity that could not be desecrated... or, in other words, an aura of power.
The convoy of the Holy Light Church of Dragon Slaying City has finally arrived.
Today has finally arrived after the incident of the mutant werewolf in Osborne Town was completely resolved.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
The adventurers who were carrying the corpses subconsciously took a few steps back and clenched the gold coins they had just received.
Hanging on the top of the city wall was a priest of the Holy Light Church of Dragon Slayer City, who was hanged there by the people of the Holy City.
They don't want the two sides to start fighting over a disagreement and get themselves involved.
Ailian slowly swallowed the last bite of bread, a playful smile on her lips, kicked the little black dog at her feet and pulled it to the side of the road, as if waiting to see a good show that was about to begin.
Enzo tapped his breastplate lightly with a hammer, making a soft clang. His eyes gleamed with eagerness. "Hey, the real boss is here? Mark, do you think they'll start a fight?"
Mark glared at Enzo speechlessly. He rubbed his still aching temple and pushed Enzo behind the crowd. "Even if you have disguise skills, can you hide a little further? What if the people from the Holy Light Church find out your identity?!"
As everyone retreated, the straight road leading to Osborne Town showed Kyle and Ruby facing the Dragon Slaying City Holy Light Church convoy.
Behind them was Father Linus hanging on the city gate.
Kyle straightened his back, the power of Holy Light flowing silently in his body, and there was no trace of the previous worry on his face.
Only the calmness and composure that belonged to the Holy City's envoy remained.
Ruby took a half step forward, the flail pendant hanging naturally at her side.
The sharp aura that was unique to the Sister of Blazing Flame, like a blade drawn from its sheath, emanated from her body without reservation, facing the rolling smoke and pressure.
The carriage slowly stopped about ten meters in front of the corpse formation.
The guard knights reined in their horses in unison, their movements as standard as sculptures.
The surroundings were so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of flags in the wind.
A slender hand wearing a white silk glove slowly lifted the gorgeous curtain of the central carriage.
Then, a figure stepped out from the carriage inlaid with holy light emblems and painted glass.
The man was tall and slender, wearing a dark purple robe with gold edges, which symbolized a high-ranking priest.
His face was well-maintained, and he was about forty years old. There were a few perfect smile lines at the corners of his eyes, as if he was always ready to show kindness to the believers.
He is Ben Fuller, the Archbishop of the Holy Light Church in Dragon Slaying City.
He is an eighth-level divine magician, a hidden combat profession of the priest.
He is considered to be the most active young and middle-aged deputy bishop of the Holy Light Church in Dragon Slaying City and is very famous in the Dragon Slaying City Diocese.
His gaze was like the most precise probe.
It first passed by the townspeople pointing and talking in the distance, then swept across the neatly arranged square formations of shrouds that exuded the scent of death, and finally stopped at the bloated corpse of Father Linus swaying in the wind on the city gate.
The whole process took only a few breaths. Deep in those seemingly gentle light brown eyes, there was actually no ripples, only cold calculation.
"Holy Light!"
Ben Fuller's voice was loud and compassionate, like the most mellow hymn aria, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
He raised his hands slightly, making a soothing gesture, and glanced at the gathered townspeople and adventurers:
"The children of Osborne have suffered so much! On behalf of the Holy Light Church of Dragon Slayer City, I extend my deepest condolences and concern to you."
"The invasion of darkness is heartbreaking, but please believe that the radiance of the Holy Light will never be extinguished. It will heal the pain and restore order!"
His words were earnest and his expression was sincere, as if he was truly heartbroken for the suffering this land had endured.
However, Kyle and Ruby, who were standing next to the corpse formation, could clearly feel the cold scrutiny like a venomous snake hidden beneath the compassionate words.
Ben Fuller's gaze finally fell on Kyle and Ruby, and the "compassion" on his face quickly turned into a just-right seriousness with elder-like concern.
He walked forward slowly and steadily, each step carrying an invisible pressure, as if stepping on people's hearts.
He first glanced at the hundreds of corpses covered with shrouds, frowning slightly, as if he couldn't bear to watch, then his gaze moved upwards and fixed on Linus's head with his eyes open at the city gate.
"Brother Kyle, Sister Ruby."
Ben Fuller's voice lowered, with a hint of confusion and heavy inquiry, pointing to the city gate, "This... the one hanging for public display is Father Linus Bode, who was sent here by our Dragon Slaying City Diocese? And these..."
His gaze returned to the array of corpses. "These brave Dragon Slayer City guards? Who can tell me what exactly happened? How could such a tragic accident occur under the Holy Light?"
Ruby felt a strong sense of disgust rising from the bottom of her heart, as if she had swallowed a rotten maggot.
The archdeacon in front of her exuded pure holy light power, which was definitely not the blasphemous heresy of Warwick and Spence, but this purity made her even more vigilant.
The calculation and hypocrisy behind that smile made her instinctively repel it more than any dark magic.
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