Looking at the residents in the distance who were about to leave Gusttown with their bags on their backs, Angel said softly, "Aren't you going to stop it?"

"Personal choice, you need to bear the consequences. Alex said coldly.

"If you don't stop it, there will be more casualties, and if the residents of Gust Town find out, the situation may get out of hand. Ingres said.

Ingres could even imagine that if the group all died, the inhabitants might have deduced that leaving Gusttown was the cause of death. When the time comes, panic spreads, fear boils, and no one can predict what the consequences will be after everyone knows that they are caged birds.

"Tear through the camouflage of calm, and perhaps you can see the turbulent waves under the whitewash. ”

Angel was sure that Alex knew what the consequences would be, but he remained unmoved. In his calm and indisputable mood, there is actually a heart that is ready to move, and can even be said to be restless.

"Only by allowing the illusion to crack can the cage see the exit. Alex said softly.

Ingres didn't reply, but continued to look at the person who left in the distance, and suddenly, Ingre's eyebrows raised: "It seems that if you want to tear through the disguise of calm, you can't do it at the moment." ”

Alex followed the sound, but saw a group of knights on horseback, stopping the people who were leaving.

I don't know what they said, those who left, finally chose to return the way they came.

"If it's not a coincidence, then a pair of hands hidden in the dark still plan to whitewash the peace. Alex smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Although it is not the result I want to see, it is not a variable." ”

With that, Alex turned around and left the watchtower, dressed in neat and neat robes, and walked out of the church.

After he left the church, he greeted the terrified inhabitants with a smile and comforted them with the admonition of the gods, no one could have imagined that not long ago, this man almost wanted to push the entire inhabitants of Gust Town into the dark abyss.

Alex followed the main road all the way to the patrol of the Knight Guard.

With a friendly smile, he walked up to talk to someone. And the person he talked to was the knight who intercepted the group of departers.

After a while, Alex left with a smile.

Walking until no one was around, Alex put away his smile and returned to his expressionless appearance.

"When asked, it was indeed someone who instructed them to intercept it. The reason used was that a pack of wolves had been found on the way to the Holy City, and the body of Knight Revan had disappeared, most likely by the wolves. Alexton paused, his eyes sneering: "Wolves? Maybe there are really wolves, but it's hard to say whether they're really wolves." ”

Angels' figure emerged from the darkness: "Then you ask, who instructed it?"

Alex: "The news of the wolves was given to the Knight Guards by the sheriff. However, I don't think the sheriff will be the one who wants to whitewash the peace. ”

Angel had infiltrated the sheriff's house in Gusttown in order to determine the location information, so he still knew a little about the sheriff himself. In Ingres' opinion, the sheriff was a somewhat self-righteous arrogant man, but he had done no serious wrong with the townspeople, and as far as his position was concerned, he was barely qualified.

But if you want to equate him with the black hand, Angels doesn't believe it.

"It wasn't the sheriff who did it, so who is it?"

With the arrogant nature of the sheriff, it was difficult for him to listen to his subordinates. There are only two people who can influence his decision, one is the true lord of Gust Town, Viscount Vega. The other is...... Father Bronlong. Alex's eyebrows lowered: "I just asked, Viscount Bega has not left the mansion today." Instead, Father Bronlong left early in the morning and went to see the sheriff. ”

In other words, Father Bronlong was the source of the deterioration of this group.

Ingres recalled Father Bronlong, to be honest, compared to Alex's powerful aura, Bronlong was as faint as fluorescent and had no sense of existence.

But as things progressed, the person's presence began to soar.

The people of Gusttown were almost all ignorant, but Father Bronlong seemed to have seen through something.

"I still don't think Father Bronlong is an undead manipulator. On the way back to the church, Alex suddenly said.

Ingres was noncommittal: "Whether he is the undead manipulator or not is another matter, but his desire to whitewash the peace is obvious." ”

According to this logic, one of the things that Father Bronlong is most committed to, in addition to whitewashing the peace, should be to brainwash Alex. Then, Alex maybe, it is really closely related to the cage, if the cage is regarded as a prison, the other people are not important, this prison may really want to imprison the only person Alex.

Thinking about this, Ingres finds it more and more interesting.

Originally, I was just experimenting with the effect of the door, but I didn't expect to witness such an interesting scene.

Originally, Angel planned to return to Castle Black first if he couldn't find the location information, and then talk about it, with the ability of wizards, there is always a way to locate it. No matter how bad it is, isn't there still a lot of lotoro?

However, because of the dramatic scenes of this scene, Angel suddenly wanted to see the final ending.

With a solemn look, Alex returned to the Cruja Chapel. The church is brightly lit, and Fr. Bronlong stands in front of the statue of God the Father, speaking in a compassionate tone of suffering, redemption and hope.

Everyone, whether they believed it or not, silently followed Father Bronlong and read the canon.

Alex did not immediately go to Father Bronlong to ask for clarification, but quietly watched the scene in front of him, without reciting the canon, without showing pity, showing the same expression as the statue of God the Father in the church, one after the other, like a real god, staring at the beings without emotion.

The process of waiting is not calm.

Alex heard someone rushing down the street outside the church. Angel went out to take a look, but someone else died.

Moreover, the people who died this time are not ordinary.

With a bang, the sweaty sheriff pushed open the church door, and under the panicked eyes of the faithful, the sheriff said nothing, walked quickly to Father Bronlong, and whispered a word in his ear.

Father Bronlong's pupils shrank suddenly, and after a while, his lips turned white and he nodded lightly to the sheriff, and then said to the faithful: "Because of some things, I need to leave for a while, and you can continue to read the canon in the church." I believe that under the gaze of God the Father, all darkness will be dispelled. ”

Bronlong said so, but the believers were not calm, and the panic in their expressions and the fear in their eyes all showed the uneasiness in their hearts.

Bronlong didn't explain, sighed, and quickly followed the sheriff away.

As he passed by Alex, Alex whispered, "I'll go too." ”

Brunn Lang turned his head to look at Alex, looking at him with a completely different look from before, and finally nodded: "Come on." ”

......

This death case made the sheriff sweat profusely.

But it was because the one who died was the wife of the lord Viscount Bega, and his children.

When they arrived at Viscount Vega's mansion, it was already a mess, and Viscount Vega knelt in front of the statue of the ancestor in the courtyard, his hands around his three heads, muttering to himself in distraction and pain.

The butler sadly told them that because of a series of horrific murders in the town, Viscount Bega had rested in his secret room last night and slept until noon. When he came out of the secret room, he found that the entire mansion was almost dead.

Alex then learned that the entire mansion, except for Viscount Bega, including the maid, had a total of eighteen lives coming to an end. And the housekeeper, because of the murder, happened to go to the town last night to settle his parents' accommodation and escaped this catastrophe.

When he knew that there were as many as eighteen dead, the sheriff was completely confused, it was not only a matter of human life, but also the relatives of the viscount!

As the sheriff feared for his future, Father Bronlong's lips turned white and his hands and feet trembled.

"Are you alright?" Alex stepped forward and helped Bronlong.

Bronlong didn't respond, just whispered, "It's over...... It's over......"

The butler who was standing closest also heard Bronlang's words, and asked suspiciously, "What's the end?"

Without waiting for Borunlang to answer, Alex said: "Viscount Vega's mood has not calmed down yet, and now reciting the death rite in the past may make the Viscount even more emotional." Moreover, Father Bronlong was also grieved to see so many of the Father's people in suffering, and he was certainly unable to perform the death ceremony. ”

"Let's calm down. ”

After speaking, Alex helped Father Brunlong to a remote corner, as if hoping to calm Father Brunlong's emotions.

Alex said everything to this point, and the butler could only nod in agreement.

On the other side, Alex led Buran Lang to a small garden, because something had happened to the Viscount's mansion, and there were no servants who pruned the flowers and plants, and no one else was present except for the flowers that flourished to the point of almost dazzling.

"Father Bronlong, I think it's time for us to talk. Alex put Brunlong on the bench and walked to the other side by himself, saying against the light.

Bronlong seemed to be still immersed in his emotions, but the repeated "finish" in his mouth stopped. Apparently, he also heard Alex's words.

"Before you talk about other topics, can you explain why you keep saying this over and over again...... Finished?"

"What's over? Is it the end of the people, the end of Gust Town, or the end of ......?"

The cage is over.

Alex swallowed back the last sentence, and instead of an immediate showdown, he quietly waited for Bronlong's response.