C11

The next morning, Geralt sent off Joding and McKenzie, nobles like them, who couldn't stay in this little country for long. It would be a great honor for Geralt to stay two days.

After Joding and Mackintosh had left, Geralt led Kitley and the butler to the Holy Church in the town of Shankin.

It was a magnificent, magnificent, and solemn building. It took up a huge amount of land. In such a remote town, there was a magnificent cathedral built. It could be seen that the Holy Church had a lot of power and wealth.

Kitley looked enviously at the holy church. If only he could work inside, even if it was just a small guard, his status would be much higher than the owner of Naca Villa.

The door of the church opened and a thin old man walked out. He looked at Geralt and asked, "Who are you?" What are you doing in the Holy Cathedral of Shankin Town? "

Geralt smiled and said, "Sir, I am the master of Naca. I am here to visit Father Aryan. I have something important to ask of you …"

The gatekeeper of the Holy Church, Geralt did not dare to offend him. Beating a dog depended on the face of the owner, didn't it?

He arrogantly sized up the Geralt group. Their clothes were extremely appropriate, and he roughly estimated their income. He coldly snorted, "If there is someone who requests to see Father Aryan every day, and each of them says that there is an important matter, then we, the priests, will not have to do anything. We just need to welcome all of you."

However, the doorman could not afford to offend him so he had to answer submissively, "We do have something important to …"

The thin man harrumphed once more, and said in a creepy voice, "I don't care if there's anything important to do, but to request to see Father Aryan, I have to follow the rules …"

"What rules?" Geralt asked.

The thin man was somewhat dissatisfied, "I say, you're dressed like a dog too, how come you don't understand the rules at all?" As he said that, he extended two fingers, "This … Do you understand this? "

"Understood... "Understood..." Seeing this gesture, even the dumbest person would understand. He immediately took out two gold coins from his pocket and handed it over.

"Hmm …" The thin man took it and glanced at it, only to discover that the number was not right. He glared and asked, "You sent the beggar over, and he wants to see Father Aryan after only two gold coins?"

"Then, how much is that?" Geralt was stunned.

"Twenty gold coins..." The thin man said without any hesitation.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Hearing this price, everyone jumped in fright. It wasn't that they couldn't afford twenty gold coins, but that they felt that it was too expensive.

"No money? "If you can't afford it, then scram …" The gatekeeper glared and was about to close the door.

"What are you talking about? "Believe it or not, I'll show you …"

"Ha... "He's actually threatening me …" The skinny man sneered and opened the door. He put his hands on his waist and shouted, "I'm waiting. How can you call me good-looking …"

"You …" Kitley's face turned purple, and he reached for his sword.

The skinny man sneered.

"Don't... Don't. It's all a misunderstanding... " Geralt was greatly shocked. He thought to himself, "This stupid bastard actually dared to use his sword in Holy Church. He doesn't want to live anymore. If that's the case, then Holy Empire shouldn't stay here any longer. Unless he fled to another country."

Geralt softened his tone and took out a bag from his bosom. "Sir, my son is not sensible. Please do not bother with him. Here are 20 gold coins. I would like to see Father Aryan."

"Hmph, that's more like it..." The thin man reached for Geralt's bag, weighed it, smiled with satisfaction, and opened the door.

This man clearly said that he had 20 gold coins, but the first time, he did not even return 2 gold coins. That meant that he had already sent 22 gold coins, but thinking about the reward of 500 gold coins, Geralt felt relieved. He knew that if a small fortune did not come out, it would be hard to get.

He followed the thin man into the cathedral, where he saw Father Aryan in the middle of the chapel, his back to them.

The priest was dressed in a black clerical robe, with angel wings embroidered on his shoulders. His hands were clasped together, and it was unknown as to what he was praying for.

"Shh …" The priest is at church, so wait a minute. " The thin man said.

Geralt had to wait a little longer.

It was only after a long while that the priest finished his service and turned around. It was only then that Geralt could see the priest clearly: a bald head, a thick beard on his chin, and a cruciform angel hanging on his chest. He exuded a holy aura. Seeing the three of them, he asked the gatekeeper, "What are they doing here …"

"Father, they have matters to discuss with you …" the thin man said respectfully.

The Aryan priest nodded, "Okay, you can leave now."

The man excused himself.

Priest Aryan looked up and down at the few people, but didn't greet them. Instead, he said lightly, "If you have something to say, please say it …"

"Yes, Father Aryan." "As a citizen of God, I should report to God the sins I have seen. Let God lay down the glory and cleanse the world …"

Geralt took a deep breath, "Father Aryan, I found a necromancer in Maple Leaf Town …"

"What?" "Necromancer?" The priest's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. His divine eyes were like lightning as they stared at Geralt. "Is this true?"

Father Aryan turned to the head steward and asked in a low voice, "You... Did you see it with your own eyes? "

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes..." The head steward nodded with a bitter face, "He summoned four skeletons and killed my brother. I was also injured and escaped with my life …"

"Show me the wound..." said the Aryan priest.

The chief steward undressed and showed Father Aryan the wound.

"Just this?" Un, it looks a little like it was caused by Necromancy, but how can Necromancy do such a damage? On the contrary, it's extremely similar to the wounds caused by the thieves … " After saying that, the priest waved his hand, and a holy white light flashed, dispersing the venom surrounding the wound. After that, the wound miraculously healed.

"Thank you, Father Aryan." The head steward was overjoyed.

Geralt's heart skipped a beat. Priest Aryan's skill was not simple, it was called advanced healing. Even churches in small places had this skill, the strength of the Holy Church was undeniable.

"No need to thank me, saving the dead and wounded is the duty of the Holy Church..." Father Aryan said expressionlessly.

Geralt asked, puzzled, "Father Aryan, isn't necromancy a useless magic? How could he hurt my housekeeper? "That's impossible!"

Priest Aryan glanced at him, "Necromancy indeed doesn't have much combat power. However, compared to other similar vocations …"

The priest thought for a moment and said, "Although this Necromancer is still a child and doesn't pose much of a threat to us, the exterminating of the evil in this world is the Holy Church's glorious mission. A heretic like the Necromancer must be purified …"

"We don't care what happens in the Roland Empire, but in Holy Empire, there definitely can't be any Necromancers …" Father Aryan's voice was loud.

"God of Light, above …" "Father Aryan, I will show you where the events of the night took place."

… ….

The tragedy that happened at the riverside last night could be hidden from others, it couldn't be hidden from the residents of the town. For a moment, the entire town became lively, and people began to gather around the stone bridge and point out what was going on.

On the stone bridge of Maple Leaf Town, more than twenty Holy Church guards slowly walked over. They wore red and white uniforms, and were the main guardians of the Holy Church of Flash Gold Town. In order to eliminate the Necromancers, Aryan had brought them out as well.

Next to the river, the Guardian of the Holy See drove Father Aryan to observe the headless body of the brown-haired man, then said, "This is a fatal cut, with a flat cut. However, this alone is not enough to prove that it was done by a necromancer, but rather by a thief or a swordsman."

Father Aryan turned to look at the corpse of the man in black. "The four swords were stabbed from different angles. It seems like the assassins have a tacit understanding with each other. However, this also doesn't prove anything …"

"There is no evidence. There is no conclusive evidence at all …" Father Aryan pondered for a moment, then he turned to one of the papal guards and said, "Call me a townsman who knows him well."

"Yes …" "Father..."

Moments later, the fat old woman Susan was standing in front of the Aryan priest. This was the first time she had seen such a great figure, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"That kid's name is Ron. Has he been here a long time?" Father Aryan said pleasantly.

"Yes, Father, it has been more than ten years since he came here with a wandering old man." Susan answered honestly.

"Then let me ask you, did you see him practice necromancy?" the Aryan priest asked.

"What is necromancy?" Mother Susan didn't understand.

"Uh, that's right..." Father Aryan didn't know what to say. He thought for a while and said, "Did he do anything strange, like a skeleton appear at his side?"

Father Aryan's voice was filled with a sense of guidance.

"Not really!"

"Really?" Father Aryan did not believe it.

"Really! If you don't believe me, the priest can ask the rest of the townspeople, who are familiar with Ron. " Auntie Susan thought for a while, "But there are some weird actions, he goes to the Ancient Maple Road every afternoon, no matter if it's a storm or not."

"Hmm?" "What is he doing there?"

"I'm not sure. I heard that he wants to become his apprentice and learn magic. Oh, right, his dream is to become a great mage." "Auntie Susan said with a smile." "A mage who blocks the way begs them to teach me magic. Only a child like Ron can come up with such naive ideas …"

Father Aryan nodded expressionlessly. "Oh, I understand. You can go back." Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.