Chapter 670 - How Dare You (2/2)
An icy fury came over him.
Orlanto closed his eyes helplessly, knowing full well that things were going the way the Pope had feared.
The Inquisition had gone haywire and set its sights on the First Princess.
Once something happened to the First Princess, the Association of Mages would lean toward the royal family. When the two sides joined, a series of chain reactions would be produced, and the whole capital would descend into chaos.
And the demons who were hidden among them would even take this opportunity to cause trouble.
Even if they couldn’t corrupt the Saint Samurai, as long as they corrupted one or two archbishops or high-ranking priests, it was just as big a loss for the church.
He rubbed his brow, now at a loss for words of persuasion.
He had already found that the more he tried to persuade the First Princess Stephanie, the more she would firm up her position.
This was no longer a mere dispute of interests, but a matter of reputation.
But could he leave?
He didn’t dare to leave.
At this time, Stephanie looked at him and continued, “Mr. Orlanto, please leave my manor. When the people from the Inquisition come over later, there will be a conflict, and we will only see you as an enemy and attack.”
“I understand.”
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Orlanto turned and left the manor. He was just out the door when he saw Thomas approaching with over five hundred gray-robed inquisitors.
He immediately blocked the way, and when the men came over, he said, “Thomas, take my advice and stop. Director Macaron is wrong. We shouldn’t have come to the First Princess’s estate. And the First Princess has no reason to breed demons to trap us.”
“Whether there is a reason or not, we will know when we ask.” Thomas looked at Orlanto. “Lord Saint Samurai, you do have the power to order all believers, but we, the Inquisition, also have the power to not take orders. Please move out of the way and don’t make things difficult for us.”
“And what if I don’t get out of the way?” Orlanto snorted. “Are you going to kill me as well, or subdue me and throw me into your great jail?”
“How could I?” Thomas smiled. “The Saint Samurai are the Goddess’s favorite children, of course, we wouldn’t dare, nor could we harm you, but we could harm ourselves.”
Orlanto froze—what did this mean?
“Seven-eight, eight-two, six-nine, and four-zero-four step forward.”
Four people in gray robes stepped forward.
Thomas smiled and said, “Cut your own throat.”
As soon as those words were said, the four in gray robes didn’t hesitate to take out their daggers and swipe at their own throats.
There was no hesitation, no confusion.
Four lines of blood spurted out, and the four in gray robes fell at the same time.
The professionals were so resilient that they didn’t die immediately, even from fatal injuries.
They lay on the ground, gurgling in their throats, their breath mixing with arterial blood spurting out, sucking it back in, and spitting it out again.
It was like the sound of a fountain about to run dry.
The lack of oxygen was quite painful, but there was no pain on the faces of these four men, and no sadness in their eyes, only relief at the completion of their orders-and frenzy!
“You’re all crazy!” Orlanto turned pale with shock.
He hurriedly cast Sunlight to suppress the injuries of these four people and strengthen their vitality.
Then he rushed over and immediately administered divine healing to the four dying
men.
With this, there was no way for him to block the middle of the road.
Thomas waved his hand, and the squad bypassed Orlanto and continued.
Orlanto turned back and roared as he treated the men: “Thomas, you bas*ard, you bas*ard who ordered the mutilation of his own people. When my hands are free, I will punish you with the laws of the church.”
Thomas turned back. His eyes were similar to those of the four dying men just now. “It’s okay, Your Holiness. I’d give anything to have the glory of the Goddess shed one more bit of light on this earth, whether it be my money, freedom, life, or soul.”
After speaking, Thomas threw a wink at Orlanto and turned to continue on his way.
Orlanto was shaking with anger. “Another crazy fanatic.”
He didn’t dare to stop these inquisitors, for as soon as the treatment was interrupted, the four men would immediately die. The Saint Samurai’s healing was indeed powerful, but healing four people at the same time was still a bit of a struggle.
If only one person needed to be treated, they would have been saved by now.
With four seriously injured people, he could only keep them alive. Macaron led his five hundred men to the front of Stephanie’s manor.
The place was heavily guarded, and when the royal guards saw such a large number of gray-robed people approaching, they immediately bellowed, “Who is it? This is the residence of Her Highness the First Princess Stephanie. All unrelated persons are to stop immediately and are not allowed to come any closer without the princess’s permission.”
Macaron gestured to make an attack and said, “Kill everyone except First Princess Stephanie.”
At that, the bodies of the five hundred gray-robed people simultaneously emitted a light golden glow.
Light divine spells came crashing down.
Stephanie was sitting in the study at this moment, trying to discuss with Roland how to deal with the attack of the church, but not even a few words of this were said before she saw Roland’s face change drastically.
With a wave, Roland enveloped both him and the First Princess completely in a small, light blue barrier.
Stephanie froze for a moment, then saw through the translucent blue barrier layer to the window beyond where the light shone brightly.
A large number of spells were then thrown in.
A complete carpet bombing.
Lots of balls of light, light spears, and light arrows were thrown into the manor.
There was a rumbling explosion that shattered and splattered everything in its path.
There was a simultaneous burst of intense flashes of light, and in just under three seconds of looking at it, Stephanie’s eyes were dazed.
At the same time, she became furious. “Temple of Light, how dare you do this!”