"I didn’t lie," Golden Eyes said sternly, "Mary is still alive, and not only that, but Hirodod trusts her deeply, listens to her advice willingly. Except he doesn’t grant her freedom, he has always treated her like a noble guest."
"If you’re going to fabricate a lie, at least make it sowhat believable," Tom sneered, "Hirodod, a High Priest of the Silver Moon Church, following the words of a Double Rest Sect believer? If I believe that, I’d be the biggest fool under the heavens."
"Wait a minute," Li Yu suddenly spoke up again.
After hearing what Golden Eyes had said, sothing else occurred to him, and he took out that incomprehensible abstract painting once more.
This ti, with a preconceived idea, Li Yu finally discerned sothing aningful.
It seed that it wasn’t a painting, but rather two words, two Chinese characters—Save .
And on the Bratis Continent, besides Li Yu, the only other person who had learned Chinese was the little maid.
Li Yu said to Tom and Redio, "Do as he says, but let everyone else get their hand crossbows out, the laser sights ready. If he says sothing he shouldn’t, or makes any extra move, don’t hesitate, shoot him dead."
After speaking, Li Yu warned Golden Eyes, "You heard what I just said. Don’t harbor any delusions of luck, my Holy Artifact that could kill that dragon can certainly kill you as well."
"I know," Golden Eyes indeed seed prepared to cooperate fully. After Tom untied the ropes around his hands and feet, he said to Tom, "My sword."
Tom hesitated for a mont.
Golden Eyes repeated, "I need my sword, I can’t go out looking like a prisoner."
So Tom had a Lizardman Warrior outside bring Golden Eyes’s sword over.
Golden Eyes used the interval to roughly bandage his injured finger and hide it under his sleeve, then wiped his face. When the sword arrived, he grabbed it and started down the stairs.
At this ti, those draped in hemp clothing had already stord into the stone castle and were about to head upstairs, directly encountering Golden Eyes who was coming down.
The atmosphere imdiately grew tense. The hemp-clothed n raised their assorted weapons, as if to intimidate Golden Eyes, and as if reassuring themselves, even though they were the larger group.
But looking at the imposing figure on the stone steps, many of them panicked internally, and the one in the lead even subconsciously stepped back.
"Why aren’t you enjoying yourselves at the front, instead running over here?" Golden Eyes said expressionlessly.
"We’re here to capture the heathens," a voice ca from the crowd.
"Then you’re in the wrong place, there are no heathens here," Golden Eyes waved his hand impatiently, as if swatting flies."There are," the voice from the crowd continued, "We caught the cripple Ji Fu this morning, and it was he who told us."
"Then he lied to you. You bunch of idiots, a cripple has fooled you all," Golden Eyes retorted.
Golden Eyes’s words enraged those in hemp clothing, one by one they beca furious, "We weren’t deceived by that cripple, we skinned half his hide off."
One man shouted, holding up the bloody skin in his hand.
The speaker turned out to be the rotten-toothed man whom Tom and the others had encountered when they first entered the city. His entire face was flushed with excitent.
Previously just a beggar in Duolin City, subsisting on leftovers, overlooked by everyone, his life was turned upside down after joining the new army. Wearing that hemp cloth uniform, wherever he went, he was t with looks of awe and fear. Those who once looked down on him now had to approach him with cautious smiles.
The rotten-toothed man discovered that, no matter how dirty or despicable an act, as long as it was cloaked in the guise of judging heathens, it imdiately beca righteous.
Thus, the evil thoughts in his heart were completely unleashed, overpowering the remnants of his humanity. The rotten-toothed man gathered a group of people from similarly humble origins. Their thods beca increasingly cruel, and the gazes people cast their way filled with ever more fear.
They felt more powerful than they ever had before, and even the nobles who had always ruled the continent now seed insignificant in their eyes.
But this ti, the rotten-toothed man bit off more than he could chew.
Golden Eyes didn’t waste words with him. He just suddenly drew his sword, and with just a little effort, he pushed the few thin fellows in front of him into a jumble, then cut the human skin along with the rotten-toothed man in half.
Having done this, Golden Eyes nonchalantly hung his sword back at his waist.
The crowd was completely dominated by his arrogant aura, and not even the rotten-toothed man’s accomplices dared say a thing for the mont.
Golden Eyes then looked around the circle and asked, "Who’s in charge here?"
No one answered him.
So, Golden Eyes grabbed a short one who was closest to him, "You’ll do."
Without further discussion, Golden Eyes stuffed a black iron coin into his hand, "Take this to Deputy Commander Cui Si and tell him it’s a misunderstanding," he said.
The latter thought he was done for when Golden Eyes grabbed him, but learning that Golden Eyes simply wanted him to deliver a ssage, he quickly agreed and then ran off.
The others didn’t flee, but were so intimidated by Golden Eyes’ deanor that they no longer attacked; they just continued to surround the stone tower.
The accomplices of the rotten-toothed man finally snapped out of it and clamored to call for more people to avenge the rotten-toothed man.
However, it wasn’t long before the short man ca back, bringing with him the orders of Deputy Commander Cui Si, commanding everyone to withdraw from the brothel.
That group of plain-clothed people imdiately lost their drive and scattered in a rush, disappearing in no ti.
Tom did not order people to put down their hand crossbows, but his gaze softened slightly when he looked at Golden Eyes, "You indeed didn’t tell the truth earlier. You’re even able to command a deputy commander."
"I can’t command him," Golden Eyes shook his head, "Cui Si just recognizes the iron coin, which is an absolute taboo in the Church that cannot be ntioned, only the seven High Priests are aware of our existence.
"Of course, we inevitably deal with the outside when we carry out our tasks. The aning of the iron coin is simply ’do not ddle in affairs that are not your concern,’ and it can also be exchanged for supplies in certain places."
"Why the sudden change of heart, wanting to help us?" Tom narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"I’m sick."
"Have you only just realized that?"
"No, I an I’m truly sick," Golden Eyes said earnestly, "Or rather, it’s a curse placed on by the Silver Moon Church. Hirodod controls the only cure, which is why I must do his bidding.
"If I help you find the child, could you ask Prophet rlin to cure ?"
"You’re quite the scher, but unfortunately, we don’t need your help to find Mary. I already know where she is," Tom said leisurely.
This ti it was Golden Eyes who was astonished.
"The Double Rest Sect has more than one Holy Artifact."
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