Chapter 17 The Executor of the Tribunal

Chapter 17 The Executor of the Tribunal

"What...what happened outside?" Paladin spoke with some surprise. The old man turned around and took a look, immediately rubbed his hands excitedly, stepped forward with a smile and said: "We have another guest!"

At this moment, Paladin's pupils shrank rapidly! The old wooden door opened, and six people wearing white hoods and floor-length white robes walked in. It is also decorated with exquisite golden lace. In the middle of the robe, there is a depiction of a dead man hanging on a cross!

Thick sweat suddenly broke out on Paladin's forehead, and the hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly. Now he is not ignorant of the Holy See ten days ago. I learned about the strange coat of arms on Nurba's letter of recommendation through the Kasili Bible on that stupid priest. It is actually a symbol of the Holy See. A crown rests between two crossed keys. Representing the keys to heaven and the triple crown of the Pope! It means the supreme authority of God!

And this symbol of the dead hanging on the cross means Judas, the thirteenth apostle who obeyed the orders of the incarnation of God and betrayed God! From the Gospel of Judas in the Kasiri Bible, the traitor Judas obeyed God's command to betray, and then hanged himself on the Crooked Neck Tree. In the Holy See, he is also called a martyr.

Among the huge hierarchy and power of the entire Holy See, this symbol makes many priests and monks fearful! The Order of Martyrs who obey the orders of the Pope and the Thirteenth Cardinal! However, this is the official term. A more popular and acceptable term is: the Inquisition!

Let all heretics and potential heretics live in fear! A powerful papal force organization used to capture, judge and judge heretics! A monster who is called a lunatic and a fanatic behind his back!

But before Paladin could remain silent in such shock, the moment these priests from the Inquisition walked in, a large dazzling white light almost blinded Paladin! "Um……"

Paladin subconsciously raised his hand to block the white light, but was shocked to see that the dazzling white light was exactly the amount of white light elements surrounding the six priests that were as numerous as a river! Paladin used his perception to check and found that each person had nearly three thousand elements. The largest number of them was the priest walking at the front, with a terrifying number of six thousand! Paladin immediately put down his arms and kicked his heart. He secretly glanced at the mage Oneir in the tavern. The latter now completely lost the image of a mage before, and stood up extremely nervously with his staff in hand. Hunched up, ready to escape at any time.

The tavern was quiet at this time, and the mercenaries traveling around had heard of this coat of arms to some extent. At this time, each one of them was like a frightened baby bird, no longer having the courage to even raise their head and look at them. Paladin could even hear his heart beating rapidly at this time. He immediately lowered his head in an attempt to reduce the sense of oppression caused by these people.

"What should I do! I actually met someone from the Inquisition! By the way, it must be because of branch matters. Maybe it's because of the Ripley Scroll! The formula for the Philosopher's Stone cannot fall into the hands of the Holy See, these idiots will only Just destroy the treasure! What...what am I thinking? I am now a noble, a noble Paladin who is about to become a priest, Flamel! As long as I maintain this identity, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

Paladin, who barely suppressed his fear, raised his head slightly. He had adjusted his mentality and was ready to completely transform into Paladin, Flamel. No flaws should be exposed.

The leading priest of the Inquisition had just walked into the tavern with the five people behind him, and they immediately looked at the very nervous and alert mage O'Neill in the corner! "O'Neil, what's wrong with you?"

Mage O'Neil roared, as if the brief eye contact just now caused him to be slightly injured. The restless Orkney and other companions finally couldn't hold it any longer and drew their swords to protect O'Neill's side. The six priests of the Inquisition looked at the silent six priests with vigilance and solemnity. But at this moment, the leading priest pulled up his white hood and said softly without caring about O'Neill: "Mage, put down your wand. We don't care about you at all."

But it was obvious that O'Neil would not be disarmed by a word from his sworn enemy. Not only did the hand holding the wand not put down, it actually started to tremble slightly. The leading priest did not say a word, but the five priests behind him said in unison full of warning: "blasphemers, unbelievers, spellcasters. Put down your wand! Otherwise, our six executive officers will follow the instructions of Saint Magellan The regulations of the contract are here to send you into the arms of God!”

O'Neill was shocked when he heard this, and then hesitantly put down his wand. The Contract of Saint Magellan is a contract signed by Magella, the most powerful great mage in ancient times, and the Holy See, which has a fierce conflict. The two parties agreed that as long as the mage did not violate relevant laws or deliberately attack members of the Holy See, the Holy See could not launch unreasonable attacks on the mage.

As a result, these two forces wanted to eat each other, and a period of peace emerged for thousands of years. That's why O'Neill lowered his wand. Because of the existence of the contract, the clergy of the Holy See cannot attack the mage without reason, at least not in public. So he also let go of his nervousness and alertness.

I heard the leading priest-executive snort slightly and disdainfully, and walked straight to the frightened old man's shop next to Paladin. The snow-white boots made a crisp click on the loose wooden floor. The leading priest walked all the way, and all the mercenaries and travelers on both sides jumped away and stood aside as if they were avoiding disaster. I'm afraid that if I sit in front of this evil man, he will find a crime and be punished.

The leading priest ignored these little people at all, came to the old man, threw a bag of gold coins, and said calmly: "Prepare two bags of bread and six pots of clean water." "Uh, oh! Father, these There are too many..." "It's okay, go get it." The old man looked at the heavy gold coins in his hand, and his original fear was immediately drowned by the waves of gold coins. He ran to the kitchen with a silly smile and started to pack away the noodles and water that he had prepared earlier.

Paladin swallowed deeply. Although there was nothing strange on his face, cold sweat broke out on his palms and forehead: "What if, what if I am discovered! Will I be caught in the tribunal and tortured to death?"

The more Paladin thought about it, the more frightened he became. Just when he saw the leading priest, whose upper half of his face was shrouded in the shadow of a hood, turned his head, his two shining eyes hidden in the shadow were looking at Paladin up and down. The hair on Paladin's body immediately stood up, as if he was surrounded by hundreds of man-eating monsters. But in an instant, Paladin's calmness returned. He gritted his teeth, immediately crossed his hands and clenched his fists, lowered his head and said fervently with piety and admiration: "Great and almighty Enos! You are the all-knowing and loving Lord, and you have sent your punisher on earth to me. I am humble. Paladin, in front of Flamel!"

The priest standing in front of Paladin suddenly laughed kindly when he heard Paladin's words. I saw him calmly and calmly opening his hood. Revealing a delicate and perfect cheek. Coupled with the ear-length golden hair and light green eyes, people have an urge to worship her. Even Paladin himself was frightened by the beauty of the executor of the Inquisition.