This Paladin is so despicable!

When Wright led people into the door of the trial house, wherever he looked, all the clergy stood straight.

The knight commander Keltes, who was once familiar with him, also hurried over with his men and bowed to salute.

"I have met His Highness Wright, and I have met His Highness Taylor!"

"Your court can do it..."

Wright shook the Holy Light badge in his hand: "You don't even care about the Pope anymore? What do you mean, you have to go it alone!"

"No, no, we...we just..."

The knight commander turned pale with fright, and the other priests were even more pale and trembling.

Flandre looked at these black-clothed believers, who had once been so ferocious and made all heretics look so cowardly and pitiful, that she couldn't think straight for a moment.

Emily was exposed to these earlier than her, and her emotions were already very stable.

"Okay, I'm not here today to ask questions. Regarding Joanna's matter, when she wakes up, she will come to settle accounts with you.

Tell Archbishop Cardiff that there is no need to come. I'm just here today to see if I can find any new evidence.

By the way, meet your noble Lord Shengguang, the Flawless Sword. "

"Okay! Sir! I'll show you the way. Please come this way!"

Keltes took the initiative to take on the reception task: "The ancestor of the vampire was imprisoned on the third floor underground at that time. His cell has not been moved and is well protected.

His Highness Adros is on the seventh floor underground...

Your Highness Wright, it's great that you can come and persuade him! In fact, His Highness Adros is not to blame for the prisoner's escape.

But he kept blaming himself for not coming out after so long. "

Wright waved his hand impatiently: "That's not necessarily the case. I might be here to rub salt into his wounds, and maybe even grab a handful of cumin."

The knight commander smiled awkwardly and did not answer, leading everyone towards the most famous black iron prison in the trial.

The structure of this prison is an inverted iron tower, buried deep into the ground. The deeper you go, the more ferocious the prisoners are and the more serious their crimes are.

Wright has lived on every floor of the Black Iron Prison, even the ninth floor, the deepest one, where he is a frequent visitor.

Although it was said that the knight commander was leading the way, Wright could walk back and forth in a place like this with his eyes closed.

When he stepped onto the third floor of the iron tower again, the entire cell on the first floor suddenly became commotion.

The imprisoned prisoners seemed to feel something. They all stopped what they were doing and stood behind the fence in an orderly manner.

Spread your legs apart, put your hands behind your back, and bend forward thirty degrees with your head lowered.

Taylor, Lilith, and the Knight Commander all looked as if they were taking it for granted. Flandre and Emily were quite frightened when they saw this scene for the first time.

Especially Flandre, although she has only been in the Holy Capital for more than two years, she has already experienced the horror of the trial court and the horror of the black iron prison.

But those black iron prisoners who made people laugh at them are now so humble and even a little well-behaved!

Flandre really wanted to ask them, are you really the most vicious prisoners? A lawless criminal?

Wright didn't have time to take care of their mood, but quickly came to the protected cell.

"Is this it?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Wright nodded slightly, then formed a rectangle with his index fingers and thumbs, and then activated the Holy Light.

The small rectangle of light suddenly grew in size after flying out, and then scanned the entire cell.

"Tsk, all the magic circles are perfect, there are no loopholes or damage. It seems that the vampire has really blocked the detection of the Holy Light Magic Circle.

Without conflicting attributes, this is just an ordinary iron cage. A sneeze from an ancestor-level vampire can be broken. "

Wright curled his lips and said: "The technology needs to be iterated. At least we can't just rely on the Holy Light Array like before. Let's rebuild it!"

Taylor shook his head: "Boss, don't think about it, His Majesty the Pope will not approve the funds."

"That's right...then it's better to wait until the archbishop in black comes to beg me."

After speaking, Wright waved behind him: "Emily!"

Emily felt blessed and quickly walked into the cell. After turning around in a circle, she walked out with a somewhat ugly expression.

"have."

"Is it much?"

"Very light, very light..."

"Is it still her?"

"right!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Looking at the empty cell, Wright was thoughtful.

The situation was similar to what he had judged. It was indeed the Blood Witch who was causing trouble. The opponent's target is very clear, that is Joanna, who is also a witch.

However, it is still unclear what the other party's ultimate goal is.

Do you want to seize the power of the witch?

Even if Joanna is really killed by this kind of suicide attack with no return, how can she complete the recovery of magic power? .

Or want to kill other witches?

That would be too much to underestimate the Holy Light Church. After all, holy light magic is best at healing, and can even bring the dead back to life.

Sending only one ancestor-level blood descendant to assassinate the trainee saint in the Holy City or the Pope's palace is almost impossible to succeed. Instead, it will be like now.

Could it be that Joanna's "The Witch's Feast" is really a script for the fairy tale Sleeping Beauty?

The attack was just to put her into a deep sleep?

But those lunatics at the Tower of Truth can read fairy tales? It's totally irrelevant.

This assassination is full of weirdness and irrationality...

Wright couldn't help but muttered: "We still have to start with the dark race lurking in the Holy Capital and figure out their purpose. Maybe we can work out the purpose of the assassination."

Without enough evidence, any inference is just conjecture. After Wright closed the cell door, he turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Let's go see Adros."

"Yes! Please come this way!"

Although I don’t know what conclusion Wright has, the Knight Commander obviously cares more about Saint Adros.

After all, the Black Church has not been very popular since the founding of the Holy Light Church. There are only a handful of saints and saints who are truly willing to be judged and tempered.

the most important is!

When the successor of the Pope, that is, the Son or the Saint, is determined. The remaining nine young people will completely lose their original identities.

They will then be assigned to various core institutions of power in the Holy See and be trained as the next leadership team.

Judging from previous experience, the Black Temple is basically the least popular among the nine people.

It is self-evident who will become the future leader of the black people at that time.

Everyone was already in despair, but at this time Saint Adros stood up and made it clear that he wanted to come to the Black Temple to further his studies.

At that moment, Adros was the light of the black believers, illuminating their future lives!

Although the Pope's successor has not yet been finally determined, the people in the Black Temple are relieved.

No matter who the future Pope is, as long as the future Archbishop in Black is not that man, everyone will be grateful.

This also caused several other institutions to start frantically giving gifts to the remaining trainee saints and saints, and began to compete with each other.

In the end, it was the Pope's personal order that curbed this unhealthy trend.

But some people spread rumors that the Pope gave the order because he felt unbalanced when no one gave him gifts...

But no matter what, Adros is very important in the hearts of all the people in black. After all, adding icing on the cake is not as good as providing help when needed.

They really hope that Adros can get back on his feet.

"Your Highness, the seventh floor has arrived."