This Paladin is so despicable!.

Chapter 575 Assassin Brotherhood

Enemy attack! Assassin!
Wright's nerves tensed up instantly. He narrowed his eyes and locked onto the enemy's position at the first possible moment.

"Interesting, they chose to launch the attack when I returned. Compared to when I went there before, my vigilance was indeed lower.

Good choice, but the wrong target. "

After the fire arrows, there was a collective charge by several assassins.

Except for two people who were responsible for hunting down the coachman, all the rest of the people rushed towards the carriage fearlessly.

However, the next moment, a burst of light came and all the assassins disappeared.

The groom, who thought he was dead, slowly opened his eyes, only to find that there was no enemy around him.

He looked around in surprise and found that the assassins around him had disappeared completely. Only Wright was standing beside him, looking at him with a smile.

"Let's go."

"God's Envoy... God's Envoy, just now..."

"Nothing happened just now, and you don't remember anything. Keep driving and go back to where I live."

"Ah, yes! Then you get in the car?"

Unexpectedly, Wright waved his hand and said, "No need, just keep driving."

"Yes, yes sir."

The coachman did not dare to disobey Wright's wishes, and immediately raised the whip to drive the four pure white horses to continue on the journey.

However, judging from the laborious pace of the horses, it seemed as if a large group of people were crammed into the carriage.

Just as the driver was puzzled, a holy light bloomed on the horse.

The four white horses immediately neighed, took vigorous steps, and easily pulled the carriage on the journey home.

The speed is so fast that it is even faster than when it came.

Wright followed behind them, and although he was just walking, his speed was just as fast.

In this way, the men and the carriage returned to the place where the delegation was stationed one after another.

When the delegation saw Wright coming back, they surrounded him and greeted him.

Wright waved his hand and immediately opened the door of the carriage.

In an instant, a group of people rolled out of the carriage and collapsed to the ground, powerless.

The coachman was shocked. He didn't even know when these people got on the carriage.

And how could such a small carriage fit so many people?
Were they stacked up in the carriage like long wooden boxes?

It seems that the reason why the carriage couldn't move at the beginning was not an illusion, it was really heavy.

The driver looked at it again and again, and suddenly his face turned ugly.

These people, these guys lying on the ground groaning like noodles, aren’t they the ones who just attacked the carriage?
It disappeared out of thin air, and the old driver thought it was an illusion.

Unexpectedly, this group of people all ran into their own carriages.

"What are you looking at?"

Wright put his hands behind his back and looked at the security team in the delegation: "These people have bad intentions and tried to attack me on my way back.

Now I order you to escort all these guys to the utility room and keep them under strict guard.

Wait a minute, I need to ask a question."

"Yes! Your lord!"

When the guards of the envoys heard this, they were so angry that their hair stood on end.

When Wright was about to go to the appointment at the beginning, they wanted to follow him to protect his safety, but Wright declined.

After all, this time he was going there to discuss business, and bringing guards with him would not show his attitude of seeking cooperation.

In addition, as they had participated in so many activities in the Holy City these days and everything had been peaceful, the guards relaxed their vigilance and promised Wright not to follow them.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

When the guards thought about how their negligence had caused the Lord Messenger of God to encounter such a terrible thing, they wished they could cut these petty thieves into pieces!
Bastard! Do you know how great the Lord of God is? Do you understand what the Lord of God means to the followers of the Church of Light?
If anything happens to you, what will happen to the millions of believers?
Who will rescue, who will convert, who will liberate?

The guards naturally couldn't be polite when escorting these thieves, and they hit them hard.

When Wright returned to his room to take a short rest and drink some water, and then returned to the courtyard to interrogate these thieves, he found that these guys had been beaten several times.

Looking at the miserable looks of the thieves, Wright smiled bitterly helplessly.

You know, his Holy Mountain Envoy Group was originally an envoy group sent by the Church of Light at that time.

No one was replaced, except for him and Jenny who accompanied him.

Those who can join this delegation are the best in the Holy See.

Even these guards are the best among the clergy and experienced warriors.

Most importantly, they must be proficient in the magic of light!
The guards were so angry about these thieves that they beat them up immediately.

After the fight, we'll go straight to the treatment center to heal their injuries, and then give them a good beating.

This cycle repeats itself endlessly.

Those assassins didn't hold out for long at all. They all broke down and confessed.

There is no other way. This kind of torture is too unbearable. Even if I want to die, I can't die happily.

And judging from the attitude of these lunatics, they have no intention of giving up.

I've been beating them for several rounds now, and they seem to be getting angrier and angrier, with no intention of stopping.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was that these guys actually cast healing spells on each other in front of the prisoners.

Yes, they are tired from fighting, so they seek treatment to relieve their fatigue so that they can continue fighting.

Faced with this gang of evil bandits, they didn't want to waste even a moment beating them up.

Because they knew that if they let the Lord God handle it, then the merciful Lord would definitely choose a gentle approach to the interrogation.

This is what they don't want to see.

How can we continue to treat these thieves with kindness when they have committed such a heinous crime?

God's envoy is a civilized man, a messenger of God, and has high moral character.

Whatever he doesn't want to do, let's do it for him.

I have to say, this trick is quite effective.

At least when Wright stood in front of these prisoners, almost all of them had sad faces, completely losing their previous arrogance.

"you……"

"I say! We say! We all say!"

Wright smiled awkwardly: "I haven't asked you yet."

"No matter what you ask, I will tell you! I will tell you everything! Please, just give us a quick answer!"

Wright glared at the people around him, who smiled awkwardly and stepped aside.

A few people who were considerate enough brought a chair and a table to Wright, then stood respectfully behind him, acting as a human backdrop for the ferocious-looking villain.

"Who organized you to assassinate me today?"

"it's me."

Among the captives, a big bearded man answered in a muffled voice.

Wright glanced at him and laughed disdainfully.

The bearded man immediately felt mocked and tried to stand up angrily, but was kicked to the ground by the guard next to him. "It's me, what are you laughing at? Why can't I be the leader?"

Wright turned and looked at him: "Well, Mr. Leader, tell me how many people are there in this operation and how many groups are there.

How many scouts are there, how many sentries are there, how many main assassinations are there, how many backup forces are there, and how many are responsible for scouting the retreat routes?

And why is it arranged like this?"

The bearded man froze in place, stammering and unable to speak.

Wright rolled his eyes and said, "How can you organize an assassination like this? Stop being ridiculous!

In my opinion, you should forget about the details and planning of the whole plan.

I'm afraid even your own position is the one that requires the least thinking and only requires charging into battle?
After all, if you are given other tasks, it is easy to overload your brain and eventually delay important things.”

The bearded man was so angry after hearing what Wright said that his face and neck turned red. His eyes almost popped out and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

Unfortunately, he really couldn't think of anything to refute.

In fact, Wright guessed correctly. Although the bearded man was nominally the captain of this assassination mission.

But in reality, few people obeyed his orders. He and his brothers were just cannon fodder sent to their deaths.

The real mastermind is probably not among the captives this time.

Wright just asked casually. He didn't expect that such a low-level attack would be able to dig out the mastermind behind the scenes.

The simple purpose is to scare this group of people so that they will stop playing tricks and any ridiculous lies will be exposed on the spot.

"You guys, do you know each other?"

After the previous torture and Wright's strong insight just now, the resistance of these people has been shattered.

"Yes, we know each other."

Among the crowd, an assassin who looked quite clever answered Wright's question.

"So, you are from the same organization?"

"That's it."

The assassin looked around and said, "We are a group of people who share the same ideals. If you say we are the same organization, then we are the same organization."

Wright tapped the table with interest: "What is the name of your organization?"

"fraternity."

"Oh? The Assassin Brotherhood?"

Wright immediately became excited: "You came to the Holy City of the Vatican to assassinate people. Does this mean you know Eagle Vision?

So, will you take a leap of faith?"

The assassins looked at each other, bewildered.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Wright quickly readjusted his sitting position.

"Okay, let's stop chatting here. Tell me, what kind of philosophy is the basis of your so-called brotherhood that brings together all of you desperadoes?"

The assassin sneered: "No need to make it sound so high-sounding and official. We are just a group of people who believe that this world has been abandoned by the gods."

"Oh? You think there is no God in this world?"

"No!"

Another girl in the crowd screamed, "Of course there are gods in this world! At least there were before!
But, but now the gods have left us.

And those shameless thieves in the temple stole both the gods and the divine power.

They use the name of God to do shameful things.

Under the guise of raising funds for the gods, they are actually doing it to enrich themselves.

They are the stains on God, the filthy people who tarnish the light!
The purpose of our brotherhood's existence is to kill all those who tarnish the light!"

"I see."

Wright was very surprised. He didn't expect that besides the Pope and those old guys, there were other people who also knew that the Holy Spirit of Light no longer responded to the people's call.

For a god, this is dereliction of duty.

But in the eyes of believers, especially some fanatical believers, these cannot be the mistakes of God, because there must be problems in other links.

But those who take the opportunity to slander light and gods must all be killed!

Gradually, this concept became distorted, and this group of people blamed all the faults on the Vatican.

If the Church hadn't been so corrupt, God wouldn't have left us.

As a result, many people attributed the departure of the gods to the fault of the Holy See and began frantic anti-Holy See activities.

This group of people are actually very weird. They still believe in the Holy Spirit of Light and still follow the direction of light.

But when it comes to the Holy Church of Light, they are surprisingly consistent.

This group of people thought that the old church should be directly eradicated, and then a new church should be established on the ruins to meet the Holy Spirit of Light with a brand new look.

If the God sees his loyal believers offering sacrifices and showing obedience respectfully, he might respond to everyone's expectations and come back to protect his believers.

Even if the Lord God doesn't respond, it doesn't matter.

At least they dealt with a corrupt and outdated church.

Their organization has even decided on a name for its organization after it becomes a formal organization: the Church of Light.

It symbolizes a new life and a complete farewell to the past.

Of course, ideals are full and reality is skinny.

This so-called brotherhood is very small in scale.

The reason is very simple, that is, everyone is speculating about the news that the Holy Spirit of Light is no longer there.

And this news itself is something that cannot be falsified.

You say God is gone, how do you prove it?

If God doesn’t respond to you, does that mean He is no longer here?

Maybe God is just too lazy to respond to you?

If there is no way to verify the conjecture, then everything is just speculation. Just relying on speculation will not attract many believers.

Such a small organization can only hang on to its last breath half-dead.

The situation would have continued like this until Wright showed up.

This famous messenger of God has been very close to the authorities in the Holy City during these days.

And today's meeting further confirmed that he would soon become part of the same corrupt community as the Pope and his people.

It was not easy for the Pope and the three cardinals to assassinate this messenger of God who was about to become an enemy of the same kind. He was the only person of the most noble status who could be assassinated in their small organization.

If we can assassinate him, even if we fail! As long as we can make some noise, we will surely wake up more people.

It was with this belief that these people launched the suicide attack.

But Wright felt that the guy behind them was likely a vested interest like the Pope and his group.

The purpose of raising this brotherhood is to release them to bite people when necessary.

Looking at these guys who were being taken advantage of but still helping others count money, Wright smiled helplessly.

"Detain him. I'm going to get some sleep and meet a friend before continuing the interrogation."

(End of this chapter)