Chapter 92: Evil is spreading

Time passed day by day, and it was the end of October in a blink of an eye.

Almost a month has passed since the undead appeared in the maze below Thunder County and caused a commotion.

During this period of time, more and more adventurers witnessed the existence of the undead in the maze. All these things that happened before their eyes further proved the rumors that "the devil is back again".

It's not just this that's making people nervous.

The old evils have not yet completely disappeared, and new evils are quietly brewing in unknown corners.

Following the legend of the Fire King and the evil dragon, the name of the evil undead alchemist Miranda has been added to the list of names passed down by word of mouth.

It is said that this evil necromancer usually hides in the maze, and during the day he disguises himself as an idle adventurer and searches the streets for hunting targets.

Once you are targeted by this guy, it is almost impossible to survive.

In just the short period of half a month since he appeared, more than twenty victims were discovered.

The identities of the victims were even more varied, some were waitresses in taverns, some were sailors on shore leave, some were store clerks, and even adventurers.

Judging from the identity of the victims, it is obvious that this was a random crime.

In order to curb the spread of panic, Grand Duke Campbell had to send his knights to Thunder County and ordered them to capture this hateful pagan at all costs...

However, distant threats are ultimately distant, and all of this has nothing to do with the peaceful and tranquil Silver Pine Town.

The church in Silverpine.

A knight in silver armor sat on a bench, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, praying silently facing the statue of Saint Sith.

Two followers stood behind him, as quiet as sculptures, waiting silently.

At this moment, the wooden door on one side of the chapel creaked, and a priest holding a candle walked in from behind the door.

The old face was dignified and solemn, yet still had a hint of fatherly kindness.

The orphans here all respect him very much.

Including the residents living nearby, when they mention Father Matt's name, they all show expressions of admiration, as if they were talking about a great man.

Seeing the priest appear in the chapel, the knight sitting on the bench immediately stood up and greeted him with a smile.

Father Matt looked at him and nodded, then placed the candlestick in his hand on the table beside him and spoke in a casual voice.

"You must be Mr. Mel White. My apprentice told me that the lord's knight is visiting... I hope I didn't keep you and your men waiting for too long."

Facing the serious priest in front of him, Mel smiled and spoke politely.

"No, respected Father Matt, I am sorry for interrupting you. I hope I have not disturbed your work in serving Saint Sis."

Matt looked at him expressionlessly, then looked at the two followers standing behind him, and then spoke.

"I serve Saint Sith all the time, even when I'm standing here facing his children... So, what is the matter that brings the Lord's Knights to this town? I'm checking the frozen vines in the backyard. If possible, I hope you can keep it short."

The three of them exuded an aura that he hated, but he just couldn't show the expression of disgust on his face.

In order not to give himself away, he didn't want to drag out the conversation too long.

I had heard before coming here that the local priest was a guy with a strange temper, but Mel didn't see anything unusual from his serious face, and just continued speaking politely.

"Well, we were ordered to arrest a fugitive named Miranda, who was said to be roaming around this area."

Father Matt said expressionlessly.

"A church is a place for prayer. You should go to the sheriff for this kind of thing."

Knight Mel nodded slightly and continued respectfully.

"We've been there before, but considering that guy is related to the Outer Gods, we decided it would be better to come here and tell you."

"Outer God?" Father Matt frowned. "Can I ask which Outer God the fugitive believes in?"

All gods except Saint Sith are called Outer Gods.

Including the God of Machinery Isaac, the Dragon God, the Demon God, etc. In addition, there are heretics on the other side of the Whirlpool Sea.

In a place like Leiming County with so many connections, simply talking about Outer Gods without naming them is meaningless.

Mel lowered his voice and said solemnly.

"The information we have is limited... but based on our interrogation of a suspect who is suspected to be his accomplice, we speculate that this group of guys is most likely related to the 'natural disaster' in the dimensional desert."

"Not only that, the guy calls himself 'Mad Talker'."

Natural disasters...

A trace of solemnity flashed across Father Matt's brows.

According to the records in the Book of the Holy Word, natural disasters are visions that occur regularly in the continent of Oss, and are mainly related to people's subconscious impiety.

The Book of the Holy Word does not give any specific explanation on this, but only mentions in general that natural disasters are one of the factors that trigger the end of the world.

It's not a good thing anyway.

This is true for both the surface world and Hell.

As for what a Mad Talker is...

He didn't know and had never heard of it.

"I'll keep an eye on that."

Mel nodded.

"That's all I want to inform you about."

When he said this, he suddenly seemed to remember something, looked at Father Matt in front of him and continued.

"By the way, is there a trainee pastor here named Bond?"

"Bond?" Father Matt frowned, and after a pause he showed a look of realization, "Oh, you mean Bond... He is a priest who came here recently. He should be in a nearby village now. What do you want to see him for?"

"Nothing, it's just that we agreed to help each other in the maze, and I wonder how his mission is going." Knight Mel shook his head and said helplessly, "Forget it since he's not here. When he comes back, please give him my regards."

Father Matt nodded slightly.

"I will."

Mel nodded, and without staying in the chapel any longer, he walked out of the church with his entourage.

Father Matt stared at the backs of the three people until they disappeared at the door, then he picked up the candlestick on the table and turned to walk towards the side door.

Instead of going to the vineyard in the backyard, he walked through the corridor and went straight to the wine cellar under the church.

Behind the rows of wine barrels, there is a door leading to the maze, and behind the door there is always a crypt spider on standby.

He gently pulled the thin rope beside the door, then placed the candlestick on the wooden table, took out a piece of letter paper from the drawer and wrote a message to the Demon King.

[…At 12 noon today, Campbell’s Knights came to the Silver Pine Town Church to investigate the whereabouts of the undead alchemist Miranda.]

[To this day, the Campbell Knights’ investigation has still not yielded any results.]

[But there are rumors that the activities this person is engaged in are suspected to be related to the "natural disaster" in the dimensional desert...]

…

At the entrance of the Silver Pine Town Church, Mel, who was standing next to his warhorse, suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of the church.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It seemed as if there was a voice whispering in his ear—

Is that really Father Matt?

Mel broke out in a cold sweat at this inappropriate thought.

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However, just as he was pondering where that trace of inappropriate anger came from, a glimmer of light suddenly caught his eyes.

Mel raised his head and followed the holy light, and his eyes met the cross standing on the top of the tower.

The cross bathed in the afternoon sun is like the eyes of Saint Six.

Gazing into the adult's eyes, he felt an unprecedented peace in his heart, and at the same time, he dispelled any unnecessary anger.

"Saint Sith, please forgive my rudeness."

As a child of God.

He shouldn't have doubted a priest of such high esteem.

Mel silently repented in his heart.

Maybe it was because he stared into the abyss for too long, or maybe it was because the fugitive named Miranda could not be caught for a long time, he became suspicious unconsciously.

Not only did he think so, his colleagues also thought so... they said that since he took on this task, he was like a different person.

Fortunately, the omnipotent Saint Sith still favored him and gave him guidance at the critical moment.

Although it was only a few minutes of prayer, he felt that he had regained his shaky rationality and felt much more relaxed.

“Maybe I should pray more often.”

Mel muttered to himself, turned over and mounted his warhorse.

The two followers following him did the same, they jumped on their horses and followed behind the Knight Commander.

"By the way, that priest's perfume smells really nice."

"Is that the scent of cedar? So tasteful."

perfume……

Cedar? Why did he spray perfume on himself while tending the vineyard? Was it to cover up the smell of the earth?

Or did he guess that I was coming?

Mel suddenly tapped his forehead with his hand to drive away the sudden doubts and impious thoughts from his mind, and urged the horse under him to speed up to the entrance of the town.

"Hold on, we have to reunite with the others as soon as possible."

In any case, Father Matt was not someone a mere warrior like him could doubt.

Even if there are any suspicious points, that is the job of the Church Inquisition...

…

Shortly after the Knight Commander of the Trident Knights, Mel, left Silverpine Town, the nearby lord, Baron Gus, also visited the town.

Although the Grand Knight was not equivalent to a noble title, and was far from being worthy of the personal currying of a baron, he was, after all, a knight serving Grand Duke Campbell, and this halo endowed his knighthood with a completely different meaning.

As a rural nobleman who was isolated from the news, Gus had always wanted to establish friendships with the people around Grand Duke Campbell, so that he could be the first to know the latest developments of the principality's political situation.

After learning that the Knight Commander of the Trident Knights had arrived in his territory, he immediately put on the full body armor that he had thrown in the warehouse to collect dust, mounted the warhorse that had almost forgotten about its master, and led all the riders in the manor out in the direction of Silverpine Town.

All of this is done to please the other party.

Unfortunately, despite having made all the necessary preparations, he came up empty-handed again.

The rider who went to get the news turned back from the entrance of the town and spoke to Baron Gus with difficulty.

"Sir, Mr. Meyer has left."

Gus, who was fully dressed, was stunned.

"Gone? So soon?"

The rider nodded with an embarrassed expression.

"I heard from the priest in the church that the gentleman only came here to convey the relevant matters about the necromancers that have been roaming around Thunder City recently...so he didn't stay here."

Gus was silent for a while.

Seeing that the master had fallen silent, the old butler who was following on horseback asked in a low voice.

"Sir, shall we continue to stay here?"

Although the temperature has warmed up in the past few days, that is only relative to the rainy weather some time ago. The chill in the autumn wind still cuts people's faces like a knife.

Baron Gus was upset, thinking that it would be foolish of him to go back like this, and that he would definitely be gossiped about by those gossipy servants for several days.

But leaving it out in front of the town's gate in such a blatant manner was not a solution; it would only lead to gossip among the servants and the people.

Damn it!

That's why he hated going out! After looking around for a while, his little eyes finally came up with an idea, and he shouted to the rider riding in front of him.

"Visiting the Knight Commander is just a side trip. The main purpose of our trip is to inspect the territory... the winter patrol. It doesn't matter if it's not a coincidence... Let the sheriff here come to see me."

The rider suppressed his smile, tensed his face which was hurt by the autumn wind, and took the order seriously.

"yes!"

(End of this chapter)