It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 658 The Nighttime Travels of Demon King Lovi

Under the night breeze, Luo Wei returned to the Forbidden Church immediately.

The church was now surrounded by knights and clergy, and the dead members of the Forbidden Church on the ground cried out after being examined for their injuries. After being questioned by these people, they were killed again.

Hmm... you like resurrection, right?

Luo Wei had already figured out what kind of force these people belonged to. He calmed himself down slightly and also took a good look at their insignia.

The Knights Templar.

In this world, there are numerous churches and sects, and even their beliefs overlap. It is not uncommon for gods to actually exist and have temples.

However, the Knights Templar are slightly different.

The Church of Light they affiliated with was more of an empty shell, existing more as an armed military organization than a missionary organization. Through continuous development and wealth accumulation, it gradually grew into a considerable force, with an air of "I will take care of things that the Temple of War doesn't care about" and "Fighting for those who are silently oppressed."

It's true that they enjoy going on police missions, and it's also true that they try to make money wherever they go, but they can't really be called heretics, and they are very proactive.

Hmm... I admire things like holy light.

Lowe had already experienced this firsthand with the Dawn Cavalry charging towards Lucas's army, but after all, those were people with a real, worshipped God, while the Knights Templar did not.

It's almost fair to say that they believe in something abstract and are unwavering in it.

"How about it?"

Luo Wei saw the people inside come out to report.

“There are no clues at all. The archbishop is missing, and that room…you should come and take a look.”

These people alone certainly wouldn't be able to figure anything out. What Luo Wei was curious about was... was the destruction of just one Forbidden Secret Church worth mobilizing so many people?
From here, including those surrounding the church and those on guard outside, there were more than three hundred Templar Knights.

What are they so nervous about?
Rowe stood rather casually on the high ground on the outskirts, hoping that other forces would discover him, but the knights seemed to be wary of the direction further west.

That is Marusir's palace.

These several Dark Families nations all worship the Dark Sun, which is their state religion. They even go to great lengths to portray the Dark Prince, who established a glorious past, as the reincarnation of the Dark Sun.

However, in Marusir, there is another sect that is highly revered by them—the Dark Moon, one of the four moons in the night sky.

Ok……

It's kind of like a microcosm of a war of gods, isn't it?

Compared to the Sun God Cult, the Dark Sun Church appears much more deserted and distant from its own temple, existing almost solely as a symbol of the Dark Sun God. The Dark Moon Cult, on the other hand, is a ritualistic cult that worships the Dark Moon Goddess and possesses the authority to form knightly orders in her name. The Dark Moon Knights can be considered an elite fighting force, small in number but each member being an exceptional high-ranking knight.

At that moment, a group of Templar Knights was returning to their ranks.

Rowe followed them to the riverbank, where Marusir's palace was located on the other side, and the Templars' headquarters in Grey City was situated on this side of the river.

That's really a bit arrogant.

Without alerting the guards, he crept deeper into the area, concealing himself and hearing voices from the innermost office.

“Lucilan, you’ve been doing well lately.”

"Yes, Sir Bavin, it is my duty."

Inside the Knights' headquarters, a composed and dignified man was talking to a young knight. Rowe walked around to the window and listened quietly.

"It won't be long before we take Marusir, and the remaining vassal states are also under attack."

"Yes, Your Excellency Knight Commander, I have no doubt about it."

"Hehe... If only I had your potential when I was young, you would definitely have become a legendary knight in the world."

From the two men, we learned that one of them was the Knight Commander of the Templars in Marusir, and the other was a young elite highly regarded by the Knights, known as the "Knight of Pure Light".

As the two knights conversed.

The knight commander named Byven took out a box from a hidden compartment, took out a special secret insignia, opened it, and handed a letter inside to the other party.

“Lucilan, we must act before the Dark Families. This is of utmost importance, and no one can know about it, understand?”

"Understood, I will abide by my principles."

Lukiran nodded and was about to solemnly accept the letter when, at the moment of their handover, the letter was suddenly and inexplicably snatched away from the middle of the room.

Bai Wen: "?"

Lukiran: "?"

Rowe nodded at them, then put the box in the knight commander's hand into the ripples as well.

"what?!"

In contrast to the Knight Commander's surprise, Lukiran immediately drew his weapon and slashed. As he bent down, Lovi vaguely recognized the sword; if he remembered correctly, it was a holy sword called the "Lightbringer Greatsword".

A divine being, a Noble Phantasm of a third-level god.

"Catch him!! We can't let him get away!"

Cloaked in black, Lo Wei landed on the windowsill and waved to the two of them. His face was covered by a scarf, revealing only his black hair and a pair of demonic eyes. Then, he disappeared like a ghost.

A demon god!?
Lukiran brandished his sword, but Knight Commander Byven gave chase with all his might.

"..."

He put down his sword and chased after the other man.

……

Ten minutes later, Luo Wei leaned against the riverbank and began to look through the letters one by one.

Putting aside the letter from the knight commander to the knight, the contents of this box were truly eye-opening... transaction lists, smuggling routes, delivery orders, accounting records... Rowe couldn't help but smile as he read them.

It seems that the Templars, while usually upholding justice, also secretly act as middlemen in the black market.

No matter how you look at it, the words convey the impression: "I, a Templar Knight, am here to make money."

And there are other things too.

Besides his private dealings with some countries, he also found two letters addressed to the Fifth Princess of Lion Garden, one praising her and the other criticizing her... well, the one criticizing her was clearly more sincere.

Assessing the situation is not something to belittle, but in this situation, relying solely on assessing the situation to survive, or being unwilling to be a pawn and eliminated, is bound to lead to certain defeat sooner or later.

"..."

Luo Wei stood by the riverbank, lost in thought for a moment.

These things themselves weren't worth his attention; taking them out would only damage the reputation of the Knights Templar. If he wanted to take action, he would have already killed them.

A list of transactions?
He picked up the receipt again and looked at it, noticing that many dates were blank.

The Knights Templar are clearly not the type to work sporadically when it comes to accumulating wealth; in other words, some transactions are not recorded, or rather, they are not allowed to record them... Hmm, that's intriguing.

And then there was the letter he received—"Tomorrow at midnight, in the capital of the Dark Familiar Kingdom of Kaias, a 'Night Walk' will take place."

Luo Wei didn't understand it.

However, Kaias is a neighboring country, which means that something will happen in their capital at midnight tomorrow, right... Where did the Templars get this information?
"Are you being very cautious?"

The feeling Luo Wei got here was that every faction was hiding something, unable to openly reveal what they knew. But it didn't matter—

He didn't need to engage in any scheming with any parties. He could just get whatever intelligence he wanted, and if he couldn't get it, he would just steal it. Since he was using someone else's name, no one had the power to stop him.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the royal palace across the street—

Now that you have come, you have come.

Rising from the riverbank, he leaped across the dark platform, over the raised river channel, and landed directly on the roof of the core palace complex, in front of the Templar Knights searching the streets behind him.

He probed the area with his aura and found a building nearby with only one aura. He jumped off the edge of that building.

"Gods...please save us..."

A stunningly beautiful demon woman was kneeling on the floor in front of the French windows, praying with her hands clasped together in the moonlight.

"Please stop treating Marusir like this! Why must we face this disaster... Please stop them..."

The woman wore very little clothing, only a sheer veil that seemed almost invisible. Her skin was a different shade of rose red than that of humans, but she did not have horns on her forehead. She belonged to the extremely noble class of demons.

At this moment, she was so devout and humble that she was like an ant, only begging towards the blue moon that was scattered in front of the window.

"Please... Gods... What else can we rely on now... Please hear my voice... I beg you..."

“Although I am not a proper deity—” a voice suddenly came from outside the window, “if you pray sincerely, I don’t mind listening to what your wish is.”

The woman paused for a moment.

She looked up in surprise from the floor. On the terrace outside the window, a man dressed in black with black hair covering his face was sitting on the railing with one leg tucked in, staring at her with cold eyes.

With his face hidden under his scarf, Luo Wei said, "So, are you going to pray to the evil god?"

The woman straightened up, knelt there for a moment, and then prostrated herself on the ground again, even pressing her forehead to the floor.

"Please... I'm willing to sacrifice my life, whether it's an evil god or not... Please save Marusir...!"

“I won’t take your life,” Rowe said coldly, sitting there. “But if your wish is for me to repel the Templars, such a trivial request, then I’ll disappear from your sight immediately.”

"No...no...! Please listen to me..."

The woman seemed afraid he would disappear, so she crawled forward a few steps, then lay there again in a devout and humble manner.

"Please, please listen to me... A black tide is rising from beneath the city, members of the royal family are dying one after another, we've done everything we can, but the people don't believe us..."

Luo Wei glanced at her figure.

“Lift your head up,” he said.

The woman slowly raised herself in front of him, as if she did not want the response she had received from her days and nights of pleas to vanish. She looked at him with fear and pleading.

"You don't need to crawl on the ground; I grant you the right to ask me for your services—"

"...!"

It seems she's serious.

Her expression was filled with helplessness about the whole situation, and Luo Wei finally heard some deeper details.

"The underground black tide started surging up six months ago. At that time, we realized we couldn't handle it alone, so we contacted several other vassal states, but their situation was the same as ours—"

Kneeling on the ground, the woman recounted what had happened in her country through tears.

“What happened next was getting stranger and stranger. Some members of the Darkmoon Knights disappeared, and then people saw their corrupted figures on the streets, losing their rationality and attacking indiscriminately. Many people died at that time, and we were busy dealing with it. But then it was the royal family that started to disappear... and... even they turned into corrupted figures in the royal city.”

"The people began to question whether we were trying to gain some uncontrollable power... and just then, the Templars and priests appeared in our country as if by prior arrangement."

“Several of our generals have died in battle one after another, and my husband has been working tirelessly on this matter and can no longer hold on—even though we did use some unconventional forces.”

She did not hide the fact that they used some methods that should not be mentioned when she said these things.

“I…I know that doing this will further damage the people’s trust, and may even lead to the deaths of everyone, but this is the only way out, my husband…he—”

“I know him. We have no other choice. If necessary, he will use all his strength to defend our last shred of dignity.”

Luo Wei slowly crossed his hands.

"I understand."

He asked, "How can you prove the truth of what you're saying?"

The woman, who appeared to be a demon queen, looked startled for a moment, then glanced at the antique key hanging on her chest.

"Forgive... forgive my overstepping," she hesitated, clutching the key, "to verify this matter... are you... are you truly a being possessing divine power?"

Without hesitation, Luo Wei glanced around the room, and under his gaze, the tables, chairs, cabinets, and even the bed gradually disappeared from the black lines.

The woman turned around in surprise, a certain determination seemingly welling up in her eyes. She removed the necklace from her neck and placed the key on the ground with both hands.

"This is the secret key that connects to the capitals of other royal families. Its authenticity can be verified by checking with the royal families of other countries."

Lo Wei slowly used his divine power to lift the key, causing it to fall into his hand.

The woman who witnessed this scene appeared even more awe-inspiring.

She prostrated herself on the ground again in devotion, her voice filled with fear: "If you don't take my life, what price do you hope to pay?"

Just then, the door to the room was pushed open.

As soon as the lifeless King Marusir entered, he saw his wife, barely clothed, prostrating herself on the terrace before a young man.

"..."

……

The next day.

The city of Gray City was in an uproar, especially after several crimes were posted on the bulletin board. Not only did the Knights Order and the Adventurers' Guild make requests, but even the Templar Knights swore to catch the criminals.

A man with a dark complexion, shrouded in a black robe, squeezed through the square.

He didn't continue towards the crowded area, but instead, he naturally entered a small alleyway amidst the pushing and shoving, and glanced at the notice on the wall.

"?"

The man momentarily doubted that he had seen it wrong. Ignoring the fact that his wound from the Holy Sword had not fully healed after several days of rest, he immediately tore down the notice and carefully examined it again.

Sinner: Astaroth.

Characteristics: Black clothes and black hair, face unknown.

Crimes: Destroying the Forbidden Church and murdering its archbishop; breaking into the Knights Templar's office to steal confidential documents; sneaking into the palace late at night and attempting to molest the princess.

"?"

Astaroth's eyes widened slightly as he held the notice in his hand.

"?????"

(End of this chapter)