MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing

Chapter 21 Cavins can’t sleep

 The surroundings were eerily quiet.

Cavins could see the old altar, the blood scabs on the altar that were blackened by age and had not been cleaned, the candlesticks were filled with putrid maggots, and the firelight was dim and dizzying.

—Everything is exactly the same as the Evil God Altar in his memory.

 The only difference is that there is no one on the altar.

　　Not to mention a priest, I didn’t even see an ordinary believer.

This den of thieves is as clean as if it had been licked by the Mother Goddess of Life.

Cavins was holding his breath now. He was filled with righteous indignation and blood, so he rushed up to kill him with all his heat.

In this witch hunt, they didn't ask for meat, they just asked for a soup.     But now there is not even soup.

 Cavans smiled with satisfaction.

 This is to prevent other saints from poaching the occultists.

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The second stronghold is further away, located on a desolate plain, with cliffs on the left and valleys on the right. It is surrounded by even more desolate people, far away from the noisy border cities.

　　First he made a big fanfare in the church, and then he knelt down in front of the statue to pray early in the morning. He also said to the saint, "Tonight's honor is dedicated to you," which attracted a group of onlookers to visit three floors inside and three outside.

This witch hunt was even featured in the "Hainan Evening News", with the headline of the evening paper # eliminate violence and bring peace to the good! Paladin Cavins' Secret Witch Hunt#.

This explanation is actually quite reluctant.

 Coast, under a hidden cliff.

The valley wind whistled in the valley and ravines, making a wailing sound like a cry.

After making the promise, he got on his horse again and led the team to gallop away.

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after an hour.

"Your Majesty Cavans, let's just go downstairs."

 In order to ease Cavins' embarrassment, she half explained and half flattered,

 “Those cowardly esoteric believers were afraid of your majesty and fled in advance.”

 “Let’s go to the next place.”

 We have been following you for most of the night. Where is the person?

Who the **** has to mop the floor when the bad guys form a gang to escape!

None of them would have thought that Enya Morningstad was a very professional, serious and clever maid.

 ‘Cleaning’ of course also includes mopping the floor.

Behind this is the century-old heritage of the Holy See family, the people of the Zhengshengguang Banner, which is incomparable to Ansu's stinking family from out of town.

This atmosphere, this feeling—

 If the esoteric cultists escape from one place, there will always be another.

The eyes of the other saints fell on Cavins, piercing like needles - although the eyes were still gentle, the emotions inside were very sharp:

The altar here is cleaner.

Various ritual utensils were neatly placed and polished.

 “Yes, there must be one in the next place!”

The enemies formed a group and ran away. Cavins twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. This reason sounded quite difficult to accept. Who would have to fight in a group when a bad guy escapes?

 When her master told her to ‘clean up the scene’, she naturally had to clean it up in the shortest possible time. This was her area of ​​expertise.

 Cavans and the Paladin Captain looked at each other.

The lead-colored dark clouds cast large swathes of shadows, and when mixed with the blood-colored moonlight, they turned into a dark red plain. The valley wind blew by, and every withered grass swayed with blood.

There was no oil stain on the candlestick, no blood stain on the altar, and there were even one or two wet stains left - because it was winter, the water stains dried slowly.

 Cavans's expression softened a little, and he secretly thought that he must not lose his composure and maintain the elegant and noble image of the saint.

 That perfect smile that had been on my face all the way slowly became stiff.

They are each enemies, and they all want to sacrifice each other.

There must be no problem here.

　　Not only is there not even a single esoteric believer.

 The Esoteric Cult stronghold is located here, which is perfect. There is no Tantric altar here, it just hides this great river and mountain.

Cavins nodded solemnly, and he gave a solemn assurance, "These two strongholds are too close, and it is inevitable that the wind will be heard. The next stronghold is far away in the sea, and there is absolutely no way to escape."

He first saw the altar from afar, but the further he walked, the worse he felt and his heart sank lower and lower.

 Cavans froze on the empty altar, feeling so quiet that the air around him seemed to be dead.

The Paladin Captain also saw this empty scene,

"It seems that the esoteric cultists formed a group and escaped." The captain had a high emotional intelligence and immediately stepped down for Cavins. "They are really cunning esoteric cultists."

The other saints had no temper, so they had no choice but to follow Cavins on their horses and let the latter lead the team. Until now, the saints still don’t know the specific location of the esoteric stronghold, so they can only follow him.

 Secret witch hunts make headlines.

Everyone has recognized the fact that those Tantric cultists mopped the floor!

 When they disappeared, they mopped the **** floor!

He showed a perfect smile again, "It doesn't matter, we can go to the next stronghold. Father has collected the locations of six secret sect strongholds."

“Yes, these two strongholds must be communicating with each other,”

 The whistling sea breeze passed awkwardly in front of them.

The emotions are so high, just like a virgin man who has a flirtatious meeting with his female pen pal. He is about to fight in a hurry to meet, but he never thought that the other person in the hotel will pigeonhole him!

He couldn't swallow this mouthful of hot blood, nor could he spit it out.

 The location of the occult strongholds has always been the most valuable information for the Holy See, and it cannot be bought even with money. His father actually went to six places for Cavans' promotion. This background is really terrifying.

Cavans walked out of the cave, got on his horse, straightened out his somewhat messy clothes, then followed the remembered position, twitched his riding whip, led the paladin, and galloped farther away.

He turned to the other saints and explained, "I don't know who leaked the news. It's really abominable. Maybe it was the Cursed Son of Ansuna who did it."

 Public discussion even suppressed the once popular series of novels called "The Cursed Child and the Maid Lady's Sadomasochism Legend".

In fact, all the saints understand the reason behind this. It is nothing more than to establish a personality for himself to win the hearts of the people, so that people can vote for him in future priesthood elections.

 Everyone used to operate in secret.

 But no matter what, he had to go down the steps.

  Anyway, he will be promoted to a second-level believer soon—this is Cavins’ confidence and confidence.

 The Esotericists have never been united.

 The blood-red moonlight smeared on the plain,

 The cold sea breeze blew everyone's cheeks.

 It’s already three o’clock in the morning.

 It is also neatly tidied up, clean and tidy with no smell.

"It seems that they formed a group and fled." The captain had a high emotional intelligence and immediately stepped down for Cavins. "They are really cunning esoteric cultists."

The attendants on the left and right also agreed one after another. It was not that they were willing to praise this boy's bad feet. In fact, the boy's priest father was their direct superior, and they really could not afford to offend him.

 He ​​himself also knew that what he said was ridiculous, but no matter what, he had to fasten the **** basin for Ansu first. Who told the latter to be born as a child of the curse?

The saints stared at Cavins like a fool, and couldn't help but secretly curse in their hearts, who else could leak the news?

 Isn’t it you?

Who would have so much to do before a witch hunt?

 The surroundings were really too quiet, and there was no sacrificial atmosphere at all.

 “It must be so.”

 Enjoying the envious gazes of the saints around him, Cavins raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

“It’s impossible to form a group and escape!”

But after all, the captain had spoken like this, and the saints couldn’t go against Cavins, and they all agreed,

 And he himself will drive this child of the curse back to where he belongs.

 It was so cold that the air seemed to freeze.

 “Perhaps I received the news in advance,”

 There is still no one.

  “.What kind of **** big family is this that loves each other!”

I’m asking for votes every day.

 (End of this chapter)