Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 401: Iron-Blooded Bishop
In the dead silence, the ship full of members of the Wizarding Society slowly sailed away from the ecological ship.

September looked at the airship going away and stretched.

This is her plan. When faced with a sudden foreign enemy, the tribesmen will unite as never before. This is the secret of how the wizards have been able to avoid the church's repeated pursuits and survive until now.

Therefore, the sudden arrival of the Witch of Misfortune was enough to bring back the bad memories of the wizards, allowing them to unite once again and temporarily put aside the matter of a decisive battle with the Church of Ashes.

The leader she mentioned was A Jing.

There is no better leader than the Witch of Dawn. She said goodbye to Ajing and it was unknown when they would meet again.

The journey ahead was not easy.

For Jiu Yue, playing the role of the Demoness was a good experience, which also included some of her true self-acting qualities. If she had not met Duan Mingyuan, she would probably have become a real villain.

Ten minutes after the airship left the eco-ship, the communication was terminated.

This was the last trick Jing taught her before she left.

The guards on the ship and the wizard whose neck was pierced by spikes earlier were all made of paper. While playing the role of the Witch of Misfortune, Jiu Yue also took on the responsibilities of the props team.

On the other side, the small spaceship that Fuling and Duan Mingyuan were riding on had arrived at the main ship of the Church of Embers and met with the commander-in-chief of this operation.

In the retro religious building, Duan Mingyuan met the chief judge whose status was second only to the current archbishop.

An old man with a pale beard and wearing a gray robe.

The scepter in his hand was inlaid with a dazzling ruby, which exuded a fascinating power.

"presiding judge."

Fuling was the first to bow to the expressionless old man. According to the hierarchy, the Chief Judge was the second in command of the Church of Embers and his position was much higher than hers.

She had heard many legends about this old man when she was a child. In the eyes of the Ash Cultists, he was a living legend.

When the old man was young, he participated in the war on the Wizard Star and personally cut off the head of the Wizard Ancestor of that era. It is said that wherever his troops went, the wizards were defeated and fled, so he earned the title of "Iron-Blooded Bishop".

However, at the end of the war, the Iron-Blooded Bishop was not able to escape unscathed.

He was injured in the right eye by a witch in a blocking battle, and it was a wound that could not be healed.

Fuling saw the eye patch the old man was wearing, and could vaguely see that the flesh and blood that was not covered by the eye patch seemed to be still rotting.

After the war on the Wizard Star ended, the Iron-Blooded Bishop visited the Eco-Ship of the Life Science Department four times to seek a cure for his eye disease. When he visited for the last time, Fuling was just a top student who had just graduated from college and was introduced by his tutor to do an internship on the Eco-Ship. That consultation was also presided over by his tutor.

Regrettably……

The curse inflicted on the right eye of the Iron-Blooded Bishop was a curse beyond common sense.

Even though they replaced the bishop's right eye with a new one and removed all the necrotic flesh, they still couldn't completely remove the curse. After a few years, his eyes would become necrotic again.

After that, the Iron-Blooded Bishop seemed to have completely given up the idea of ​​healing his right eye and never visited the eco-ship again.

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat depressing, Fuling tried to strike up an intimacy, "Mr. Judge, we have met before, remember? I was the one who arranged the last surgery schedule, and Bai Kou is my mentor."

"Don't mention that sinner's name in front of me!"

The iron-blooded bishop's sharp left eye swept over Fuling, and in an instant, unprecedented pressure swept over her, making it hard for her to breathe.

A burning pain surged into her body, causing her legs to go weak and she almost fell to her knees.

Duan Mingyuan quickly supported Fuling's shoulders to prevent her from falling to the ground. Fuling's plan to get close to him failed, and the initial negotiations between the two sides did not seem to be smooth. Seeing Duan Mingyuan supporting Fuling, the old man turned his gaze to him, his eyes full of coldness.

"Is there any misunderstanding here?"

Fuling steadied her breath and asked in a low voice.

She didn't know what had suddenly gone wrong with the old man. The last time they met, although she had heard that this iron-blooded bishop had a bad temper, he never took out his anger on irrelevant people.

On the contrary, the bishop also expressed his gratitude to the staff who assisted in the operation on behalf of the Embers Church.

"Secretly colluding with the witches' association and collecting ritual materials for them. These are what the sinner did."

In an instant, the atmosphere became dead silent.

Fuling broke out in a cold sweat - someone reported the transaction between the mentor and Jean Saintfield!
Fortunately, the mentor left first, otherwise, given the iron-blooded bishop's inability to tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes, he would probably have already started to force a confession through words and actions.

"You have five minutes to explain the reason for your visit before I hold you accountable for your crimes."

"In fact, we found members of the Coven on the Eco-Ship."

Fuling gritted her teeth and told the news about the wizards' meeting as planned. "But we have already controlled the situation and escorted them to a small rescue boat. The guards are now sending them here as a greeting gift from the Life Sciences Department."

Of course, that airship was never destined to arrive here.

While they were talking, the Dawn Witch should have seized control and left the star region at a faster speed.

The Iron-blooded Bishop did not respond. He looked at Duan Mingyuan, "What about you?"

"I'm here to ensure Director Fuling's safety."

Duan Mingyuan said sincerely, "I heard that the Church of Embers has a habit of killing people at will, so in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I specially accompanied Director Fuling here."

What are you saying suddenly?

Fuling’s eyes went dark.

The atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense as she had expected.

The guards on the main ship raised their weapons, as if they were ready to capture the two of them immediately at the bishop's command.

Although what Duan Mingyuan said were all facts, this was obviously not the right time to discuss the facts.

The Iron-blooded Bishop laughed and said, "I have heard about you. Before the heroic believer was martyred, I reported your words to the church."

The martyr naturally refers to the falcon that died on the ship not long ago.

This made Fuling's face even uglier.

If it had happened in the era when witch hunts were prevalent, Duan Mingyuan's previous remarks would have been enough to send him to the stake.

Duan Mingyuan, as always, tried to look at the witch hunt movement with an objective and dialectical perspective. However, for the Church of Embers, they did not need objectivity and dialectics, nor did they have any room for dialectics.

Anyone who does not join them in the crusade against wizards will be considered an accomplice.

"But the martyr's report was too brief, so I intend to give you another chance to defend yourself."

The Iron-blooded Bishop looked directly at Duan Mingyuan and asked in a gentle tone, "What do you think of wizards?"

(End of this chapter)