Volume 3 New World Chapter 3 Cancer
At the edge of the square, there was chaos.
The sudden darkness enveloped everything. When everything settled down, a scream was heard from the people nearby!
Aragorn and the Knights Templar stared at the scene in amazement!
Dana's head fell to the ground, her eyes wide open, she died with her eyes open.
And the waiter Ronan beside her also had his head chopped off by a knife!
Such an incident has never happened in White Elephant City—or even in the Pusen plane.
He is a high-ranking priest.
He was killed just for no apparent reason, in public?
And the murderer did not reveal any trace at all!
This was difficult for the temple's priests and paladins to accept.
The paladins rushed over here recklessly, and their horses even trampled many innocent people!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the twelve knights under the prince finally broke through the siege and escaped from White Elephant City.
The entire square was in complete chaos.
And Marvin had already quietly retreated under the eternal cover of night.
Wearing Erickson's brooch, even those paladins frequently release the [Eye of Truth], it will be of no use!
His stealth level is too high!
Ask him to save people and then leave calmly, but he can't do it - after all, probably only a legend like Ibrahimovic can do it.
But asking him to kill a priest is not a big problem!
No matter how powerful Dana was, she was only a divine magician of around level 15. And she was completely defenseless!
Super Stealth + Eternal Night is simply the perfect combination.
"With the death of a priest, the Shadow Temple will be unable to sit still, right?"
“In the next few days, I’m afraid the temple’s attention will immediately focus on White Elephant City.”
Marvin sneered in his heart, his goal had been achieved, and he quietly disappeared into the crowd.
…
In the kingdom of heaven, Prince Shadow narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ever since Marvin entered this world, he has been paying attention to the Pusen plane.
Naturally, he could clearly feel the death of the purple-robed priest.
These high-ranking priests have established two-way communication channels with the Shadow Prince.
The priests provided him with a constant supply of power of faith with their devout belief.
A high-ranking priest often provides more power of faith than ten devout believers.
The connection between the gods and the believers is like a series of suspended silk threads, some of which are thicker and some are thinner.
Some are even vague - they are fence-sitters with less firm faith.
As a god, the Shadow Prince's favorite is of course the fanatics who can provide him with more faith power; but the fanatics' way of doing things is too simple and crude, and they are not suitable for managing other believers. The senior priests who are devout and smart are the ones who can bring him more benefits.
So for these believers, he would bestow divine magic and power, and occasionally respond.
At the moment when Marvin killed Dana with one sword, the Shadow Prince sensed that a thick thread had broken.
He followed the line of perception, his mind soaring above the Pusen plane.
In an instant, his eyes were focused on that towering city!
"White Elephant City..."
"hehe……"
The Shadow Prince closed his eyes and began to actively contact his most powerful spokesperson in the Puten plane!
…
Late at night, in the dungeon of White Elephant City.
Aragorn, dressed in prison clothes, sat cross-legged on the dim floor in silence.
In the distance, candles flickered. Those were the knights of the temple, keeping a close watch.
What happened during the day shocked the entire White Elephant City. Another intermediate priest of the temple came out temporarily to take charge of the situation and contacted the headquarters of the Shadow Temple.
It is said that two or more high-ranking priests will soon arrive in White Elephant City.
His Highness the High Priest takes this terrible incident very seriously. It is said that if the murderer who assassinated Priest Dana is not found, half of the people in White Elephant City will be sacrificed!
All this information was told to him by the previous jailers, but unfortunately these jailers didn't stay long as the mid-level priest replaced them all with paladins from the temple to guard the place.
“They don’t have to do that.”
Aragorn sat there somewhat self-deprecatingly.
If he wanted to escape, how could these people possibly trap him?
Even though he had the temple's [Confinement Bracelet] handcuffed on his hands.
As a level 18 Storm Swordsman, it was too easy to escape from prison, especially without a high-level priest in charge.
But he didn't want to do that.
He recalled a question he had asked his father many years ago when he was a child:
What exactly is the temple?
At that time, Nottingham XIII was in his prime and ambitious. He was preparing to take a series of measures to weaken the power of the temple.
This is what he replied at that time: "The temple is a cancer."
"Soon, he will be eradicated."
The young prince nodded in confusion. A few months later, he heard the news of the rebellion of the three northern lords.
At that time, he found it unbelievable. The three major lords in the north were all brothers of his father. How could they rebel?
Then the kingdom's army suffered a series of defeats.
In the end, the temple was forced to take action personally to defeat the rebels.
However, when the news of the victory of the final battle in which two of the three northern lords died and one escaped came, he saw with his own eyes that Nottingham XIII stumbled and fell to the ground.
He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
Aragorn suddenly understood something.
The temple is a cancer.
Someone had to try to eliminate him, but the cost of failure was something the Royal Family of Nottingham could not afford.
But someone has to sacrifice, someone has to try.
…
Today, more than thirty years later.
Nottingham XIII, who once said he would eradicate the cancer himself, has now grown completely old.
He lost the courage to fight against the temple. He even began to really force Aragorn to wipe out these "rebels".
Now, in order to please the temple, he is not even going to let his own son go.
Aragorn was disheartened.
He could sense that this was a dying world and that everyone was numb.
They were kept in a pen like cattle and sheep, unwilling to look up or make an effort to jump.
Because the temple said, no.
God said, no.
"Fuck God!"
In the dim dungeon, the elegant prince finally uttered the first swear word in his life.
Unfortunately, no one could hear him except a rat crawling by.
He will be sent to the capital tomorrow. There is no need to think too much about the result of the trial. Life imprisonment is the lightest sentence.
"Really, are you just giving up like that?"
He was somewhat unwilling.
At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the darkness:
"Your Highness Aragorn, are you really ready to give up just like that?"
Aragorn was suddenly shocked!
He could see the knight on guard not far away, but he could not see the source of the sound that was so close.
"It's you!" He lowered his voice, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.
The man who killed Dana during the day!
It must be him. Only a strong man like him can enter and exit the dungeon easily!
"I have a plan that will help you eradicate the temple. We have a common enemy."
"But I need your help, too."
"Tell me, who is your closest and most trusted person in the capital?"
Marvin's voice slowly sounded beside his ears.
