Lord of Glory

Chapter 102: Approaching the Truth

Thinking of such a tremendous origin, Nashura nodded heavily and asked, "The Illuminati, the greatest heresy, the madness against the gods. But what does this have to do with your Freemasons Federation?" Adele sighed, her gaze gradually deepened: "The Federation of Freemasons, claims that the gods cannot be trusted, what can really be trusted is the truth. It is the unchanging law that runs between all things."

"Does it mean?" Nashura seemed to comprehend something, and a look of astonishment gradually appeared on his face. But Adele said with certainty, "Yes, the Illuminati is the ancestor of the Federation. The Federation is a separate organization from the Illuminati!"

Looking at the shocked look of Nashura, but Adele said in a low voice: "But, although separated from the Illuminati, the two organizations are not getting along very well. One wants to kill God. One, however, does not believe in God, believing in the nebulous truth." Saying that, Adela also maliciously added: "Not long ago, there was a turmoil in the FreeMasons Association, and it is said that spies from the Illuminati sneaked in. It is not so much that the Illuminati want to kill God, but Looking at their relentless pursuit of Ripley's scroll, maybe they want to become gods themselves!"

Nashura sighed and muttered, "Obsessed with power and can't see the way ahead? How foolish to presume to rebel against the gods." Nashura, who sighed, did not see the nervous eyes of Adele, who was next to him. She did not say that she was one of the Illuminati spies who had infiltrated the Federation. It seems that she did not want to be known by Nashura. Seeing Nasura's emotional expression, Adele decided that it was best never to tell her lover about her identity.

"That's getting too far, we should focus on the matter of Flamel's genocide." Nashura interrupted the conversation with a wave of his hand. But Adele on one side immediately reminded, "We can actually narrow down the scope. There is someone who can drive a church priest to become a military priest and go to the battlefield. And this person also has other potential entanglements with Paladin." As soon as the words left their mouths, Nashura and Adele immediately looked at each other and waved their fingers in unison and said in unison, "The diocesan bishop!"

"Hehe." The two immediately laughed merrily. Then Nashura immediately suggested, "The diocesan bishop here was heard to be called Andrew. Edley is not too far from here. Let's go there. Let's see what this bishop says first, and then decide whether we should rush to the front to find Father Paladin." "Hmm." Adele agreed with a lively voice and was about to go downstairs with Nashura to leave the place when she suddenly stopped and said with a roll of her eyes, "It's almost over, we have to return these things that have been moved to their original places."

Nashura turned around and saw with amazement that Adele was swimmingly putting the papers and messy books scattered on the floor in a regular stack, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "It was so messy just now, you remembered how to put it all together?" Adele clapped her hands, looking intact, as if no one had come in to search, she couldn't help pouting like a little woman and said coquettishly: "Do not underestimate me! I am also a member of the H-asassin Alliance. Assassin with the title of Hound! These are just basic skills!" Speaking of this, Adele suddenly poofed out a laugh. Shaking her head, she said, "Speaking of this Father Paladin, I remembered my days in the Freemasons' Union."

"What's wrong?" Nashura questioned, but heard Adele say with an indifferent tone, "Nothing, there was also one called Paladin in the Federation. But a handyman, and an idiot at that." With a smile on her face, her mind flashed back to the castle of the Federation, the poorly dressed gray linen, holding a broom with a demented face of Paladin. It's just that the memory of the face is no longer clear, only a cloud of fuzziness covers the face. After all, he is an insignificant little person, and it is normal not to remember his face.

Nashura dotted and said yes, and with Adele, who raised her chest proudly, left the church and headed for Bishop Andrew of Edley. Unfortunately, as the founders of the H-assassin Union left a famous saying. An assassin who is too immersed in love and lust is no longer a qualified assassin. Adele returned things to their original place, but made an extremely stupid and fatal mistake. The vase that had been pulled by Nasura at the top of the stairs was now has a clean mark on the edge of the dusty handrail.

The next morning, in Edley's cathedral. Andrew was wrapping around a napkin and enjoying the bacon and bread in front of him. Just as he was about to feast, a cold and sharp dagger suddenly appeared on his neck. The familiar scent of a woman floated in the air, and a sweet but murderous voice came from behind: "Your Excellency, Bishop Andrew, I hope I didn't disturb your breakfast."

For a moment, cold sweat broke out on Andrew's forehead. Anyway, he is also a person who has been here before, and he was held hostage by someone sneaking into the house with a knife. Although he was very scared, he didn't show any ugly appearance. Seeing that Andrew's face gradually returned to normal, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, and said in a very polite tone: "Do you want money? I only have holy statues and silver candlesticks here. You can take them, although they are not as good as Gold coins, but it can also let you enjoy yourself for a while."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the sweet voice behind him immediately let out a poof of laughter and said sarcastically, "What kind of people do you take us for? Your Eminence, I believe your gold coins are definitely much bigger than the holy statue." Behind him, Adele snickered at Andrew for mistaking them for robbers. But Andrew was very keenly aware of that 'we' in the words. Immediately frowned and said, "You, who else? Come out."

At this moment shrouded in black robes, Nasura suddenly emerged from the black shadow in the corner. The short wand in his hand emitted a little blue light, and Andrew could feel the chill even across the dining table. This time, Andrew was surprised! Only to see him with an incredulous eye staring at the hidden face of the Nashura, uncertainly said: "What's wrong with the world now! Even noble magicians have come out to be robbers!"

But hearing Adele sneer again, Nashura walked to Andrew's side, pulled out the seat and sat down. The wand in his hand said to Andrew intentionally or unintentionally: "Your Excellency, we are not robbers, just want to ask you a few questions. As soon as we finish asking, we will leave." Andrew was silent. He was waiting for the mage to speak, but he heard Nasura continue: "In the parish under your jurisdiction, is there a priest named Paladin, Flamel?" "That's right." At this time, the old pervert was unexpectedly calm.

"Then I would like to ask you, do you know the recent furore about the destruction of the Flamel clan?" "Hmm." Andrew at this moment directly omitted, but Nashura did not care at all, then threw the next question: "Why did you send Paladin to become a military priest?" Andrew's heart had sunk, he could not understand what these people came from, and what Paladin's affair had to do with them. He said, "Father Paladin is pious and holy, and he volunteered to go to the front line to provide medical treatment for the injured soldiers."

As soon as the words fell, Nasura and Adele were speechless, but the dagger on the neck pressed in again, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on the neck. Knowing suddenly that his clumsy lies could not deceive the mage and the woman behind him, Andrew immediately said, "I don't know what kind of relationship you have with that fellow Paladin, but I want to tell you, don't look at how much he evaluates among the common people. Well, in fact, he is a very despicable and dirty guy! In my opinion, he is more suitable to be burned on the stake than a heretic!" "Tell me what's going on." Nasura lowered his tone, as if the matter was not as imagined.

"Hmph, he killed innocent civilians for gold coins, even children. In order to flatter me, he took the ironworks in Nurba by bloody means. For his own benefit, even the most basic bottom line of being human can be abandoned! Simply scum! You say that don't try to make him die, maybe one day I will be killed by him!”

After finishing in one breath, Andrew was still a bit impatient. Suddenly he had some epiphany, it turned out that in addition to the fundamental issue of interest, he had such a strong disgust and hatred for this Paladin.

In an instant, the mage in front of him and the woman behind him disappeared. Standing up suddenly, thinking it was an illusion, Andrew touched his neck, but the dazzling blood red told him that what happened just now was not a dream.

And at this time, outside the church in Edly, Nashura and Adele walked calmly on the road. Adele said quietly to Nashura with her head down, "I can't see that this Father Paladin is such a person." "Don't be so quick to jump to conclusions, you can't look at just one side of things." Nashura taught Adele as if nothing had happened, and suddenly stopped to add: "You go and gather information, we need to get from the ordinary nobles and commoners about Paladin."