Chapter 174 Don’t weigh it!

Almost at the same time, Horn had just left in the evening of the previous day, and the church's fleet carrying a large army arrived the next morning.

An army of nearly 5,000 was already the limit of the church in Lower River County, and Barnifors even hired some militiamen himself.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't catch up with the group of short-haired people.

After a day of rest and investigation, and confirming that it was impossible to enter the Wild Spider Forest, Barniforth and Mizam returned to Chateau Jeanne.

After confirming that they could no longer pursue the enemy, Barnifors and Mizam had no choice but to deal with the aftermath in Jeanne d'Arc first.

So, within just a few days, the flag on the Joan of Arc Cathedral changed again and again, from the Duke's flag to the flag of salvation, and then to the church's cross flag.

It seems to have changed, but it also seems to have not changed.

At least when the knights or priests passed by, the eyes of the citizens and laborers showed not only obedience but also a bit of resentment and disgust.

But no matter how angry I am, I can't kill the knights with anger.

So the citizens collected the bodies of the nobles hanging on the roadside in advance, for fear of angering Bishop Barnifos and Prince Condé.

The letter left by the Grand Duchess was posted outside the door of the Town Hall.

If it were before, the church could actually ignore this letter to a certain extent.

But now Grandiva and John VIII have reconciled, and Duchess Meliati of Hermosa has reconciled with Archbishop Constance.

The situation in the entire Qianhe Valley is one of reconciliation, without any mistakes, and to spend the New Year's Day peacefully.

After Genegis killed Impera, the focus of the struggle between Grandiva and Johnny VIII shifted to Longsong City.

Archbishop Constance needed peace to return to the entire Thousand River Valley and did not want anything to go wrong in his promotion to cardinal.

Despite this letter, they could not make a fortune, but the bandits of the church still went to the nearby area to make a small fortune.

They extorted the surrounding towns and residents, and there were more than a dozen cases of robbery, murder, theft and even insults to women.

Some people even secretly said that the church's army was not as good as the Salvation Army. At least the Salvation Army's soldiers only extorted money and at most beat people seriously, but rarely killed people. And they even paid the money!
After reorganizing the entire Jeanne d'Arc Castle, Barniforth and Mitzham had no time to worry about the land problem left by Horn, and immediately began to investigate the entire incident.

This was no small matter. The blue blood wine was exposed, an entire parish was wiped out, hundreds of knights were killed, and even the duke was beheaded.

Although the Duke of Darnay is not likable, he is a nobleman after all.

We must get to the bottom of what exactly happened.

In the castle dungeon, Duke Darnay's knight-in-chief Drolt was naked and tied to a long pillar.

He thought that he could gain the forgiveness and trust of the church by taking advantage of the opportunity to report the news, but he did not expect that what he got in return was a jail sentence.

A basin of cold water was poured on his whip-marked body.

"Tell me or not?" Barniforth roared.

You know, the Qianhe Valley today is not the same as it used to be. Before, there was the Xiaochi City uprising and the short-haired people everywhere. With the Imperial Order Company's conquests everywhere, most of the rebels either hid in the mountains or were suppressed.

Then the only troublemaker in Qianhe Valley would be the original Saint Sun Horn.

What a coincidence that both Saint Horn and Saint Thomas were born in the parish of Barneyforth. How come there are no Saint grandchildren in other parishes, but there are several Saint grandchildren in your parish?

"Will you tell me or not?" Barnifors said viciously to the Duke's knight commander in front of him.

In the Battle of Jeanne d'Arc, most of the high-ranking officials, such as Zandbeck, Bulwerf, Frisiska and others, died, and only he, the Knight Commander, survived.

Why did everyone else die but you survive? If you have no problem, who has a problem?
"I've already told you that in the battle at Long Bridge, the Knight of Frisisca was defeated by the refugees, and then the Duke was killed before he could return to the castle."

"Still talking stubbornly, still talking stubbornly." Barniforth's face was as ferocious as a devil. "It's ok for them to lose to the witch, but how come they lost to a bunch of common people? It's ok for them to lose to common people, but how come even the Duke died?"

Mizam, who was sitting nearby, had no expression on his face and just winked to the side.

Four muscular men, naked except for black leather hoods and bandages on their heads, walked up.

"You can't...you can't...you can't do this, you can't!" Seeing the burly men wearing black leather masks getting closer and closer, Drolt shouted in horror, "It's a vampire, there is a vampire!"

"Oh?" Barnifors' eyes lit up and he raised his hand to stop the four strong men who were approaching.

Barneyforth, the vampire who is one of Myrcella's enemies, finally heard something interesting.

"That day, on the long bridge, I saw a vampire shouting, 'Wind, hot wind, devil's wind, Myrcella, I command you to kneel down!'" Drolt shouted regardless, "Then a gust of wind blew and blew all the knights into the river."

The entire prison was silent for seven or eight seconds. Just as Drolt was sweating profusely, Barnifors gritted his teeth and said, "That's not surprising, that's not surprising. There really is a devil at work."

"This is no longer an ordinary devil. This is simply the devil king, the chosen devil king!" Priest Mizam echoed, "And then?"

"And then, we all ended up in the river." Drolt looked at Barneyfors in confusion. What else was there to say now that we were all in the river?

Those knights can't fly. Even if they are extraordinary knights, they would be lucky if they can swim as hard as a normal person in the water.

Besides, he did not directly participate in the Battle of Long Bridge at that time, but was hiding near the castle with the Duke.

"Don't know? Why, are you a deserter?"

"No, no, I was there," Drolt said immediately. "I was just recalling it. That scene was too horrible."

"Hurry up, we don't have much time for you to recall slowly."

Droult swallowed and clenched his teeth. Most of the people in the Battle of Long Bridge died anyway, so he could make up whatever story he wanted.

"They summoned ghosts in the river!" Drolt said loudly, "I saw it with my own eyes. The saintly grandson shouted: 'The time has come. After all the servants of Myrcella in this land have been destroyed, you can rest forever. I am the ally of vampires, the son of the devil, the lover of the witch, the devil grandson Horn.'

If you don’t believe me, go to the river and see that the water is muddy. It’s because the demon grandson summoned ghosts and dragged our knights into the river and drowned them…”

At this point, Droert was inspired and spoke eloquently, describing how he bravely killed the enemy, how he was blown down by the devil's wind, how he struggled in the water, how he killed the ghost, and how he received Frisiska's dying instructions.

Barnifors was so sleepy that he was sitting there listening, but Mizam was listening with great interest, and from time to time there was a strange and frightening look in his eyes.

"Repeat these words to our secretary later." Looking at the stiff expression on Drolt's face, Mizam smiled and said, "For every mistake, go half an inch deeper."

"No, I've already said it... quack, don't, you, don't touch it——"

(End of this chapter)