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Chapter 113 The Power of Judgment

Hearing that the man who could survive, he immediately reacted, and the strong joy washed away the fear on his face, and he couldn't help getting up and bowing to Lance.

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you..."

"But I need you to identify those heretics."

As soon as he said this, the man was stunned, and the expression of ecstasy just now collapsed instantly.

Isn't this still going to tie yourself to the stake~
"I don't need you to go to the church, as long as you tell me honestly that I don't need to pursue the matter of dealing with the heretics, or I will kill you here directly, you choose one."

Although Lance said this, he didn't have the attitude of negotiating, and the reloading that had stopped just now continued.

The man knew that he had no choice at all, so he dared to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

After simply tidying up, he took the tied man and rushed to catch up with the large army in front of him.

"My lord, is there something wrong?" Leonard noticed the man. This was a very abnormal situation. He knew the habits of the lord, and generally would not keep prisoners unless there was a problem.

"Pagan~"

Lance said a word slowly, which immediately made Leonard understand something.

Disma roughly explained to him the situation he was facing now. Simply put, the town in front had been corrupted by paganism, and I don't know how many people had become pagans.

As a crusader of the Church of Light, Leonard hated these pagans deeply. After understanding the nature of religion, he became more aware of the harm these unrestricted pagans would do to ordinary people, and became even more disgusted.

"Then what should we do now? It is difficult for us to do things, or we can rush to Owendo to inform the church there."

Although Leonard wanted to hack those heretics to death, he also understood the current situation. He didn't know how corrupt the town was. If most people degenerated into heretics, it would be difficult for them on his side to fight against.

The safest thing to do is to find the church and let them deal with it, and this is how most people in the empire deal with paganism, which is inertial thinking.

"How will the church deal with heretics?"

Lance asked with great interest, but it made Leonard realize something, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "Initiate a conscript in the surrounding area, call the nearby lords and believers to form an army to eliminate the heretics."

"So why do you think those people were called? And how many people will survive in the town after the trial?"

Lance asked with a smile, seeing the mocking smile on his face, it was self-evident what he meant.

The Inquisition has dealt a heavy blow, even too much.

Why are those people so eager to join the call to the church?

Because that is an excuse for reasonable plundering, as long as they can snatch it, they are of course enthusiastic.

Of course, it does not exclude fighters who really fought for the Holy Light like Leonard when he was young, but this does not affect the killing they will cause in order to satisfy their own psychology.

The church only needs to eliminate the heretic forces, and those armed forces who are called to plunder, the two hit it off.

But what about the townspeople?
They had been invaded by paganism, and they thought they could wait for hope, but they never thought that they were also involved in the war for no reason, and their families were destroyed.

But those who snatched things back would instead praise the church and eliminate the evil blasphemers themselves. Only those innocent townspeople would be injured, and those people might not even know that they were heretics until their death.

Leonard reflected on what the church had done, and he understood the painstaking efforts of the lord. To some extent, the church is no different from paganism, but one has the righteousness.

In fact, Lance's more consideration is that the church should not find out about paganism, otherwise it will attract the attention of the church. Once the church takes this opportunity to expand its reputation in the territory, it is very likely that his busy work will be in vain. Hidden before the degree.

"Then what should we do now?" Disma didn't have this kind of thinking, nor had he been in the church before. Naturally, he didn't know that the words of the two contained so much information. He just wanted to know how to deal with the current situation.

"It's simple. This is my territory. We can't allow them to move around, so we must find a way to get rid of the heretic organizations in the town, but the action cannot be expanded. The heretics must be precisely eliminated without causing confusion."

Speaking of Lance, he ordered to go on.

"Reynard, you lead the team to the camp of the horse bandits, and Disma and I took that guy to the town to identify people. The first step is to identify all the cult members."

Under the leadership of the men, the team quickly found the camp left by the slave catchers.

They will not be caught, but they often rely on the mobility of horses to commit crimes, so they do not have a fixed camp, only a temporary camp for settling down, which is actually a simple tent set up.

Lance went in and rummaged around, and found that there were not many things. Instead, he found a lot of coins when cleaning up the spoils. It seems that they made a lot of money by trafficking people.

"Can you tell me in detail how those guys usually communicate with you?"

The three gathered in the tent to re-examine the captives. The man knew everything he could say in order to survive. people.

"Damn it! What's the use of you?" Disma cursed and drew out his dagger, as if he was about to chop it off.

"I remembered! I can take you to find her. We still have the goods from yesterday." The man struggled and shouted, and quickly poured out the bargaining chips he had hidden to get more conditions.

"Not honest~" Lance glanced at him lightly, "Give him some color."

"Yes!" Disma grinned grimly. He had already disliked him. Even if he was a robber, he still looked down on these people-trafficking guys.

"Don't! Don't!" The man struggled, but there was nothing he could do about being tied up.

In the next second, there was a tragic cry in the tent, and even the soldiers outside couldn't help but look over, they were all curious about what happened inside.

But the training requirements made them stick to their posts. They were just soldiers under the lord, and they didn't need to know those unnecessary things.

The screams continued one after another, and it took a long time for the sound from the tent to gradually ease down.

And now Lance was sitting on the sidelines in the tent with a calm expression. As for the guy, he was also soaked in sweat, and he could see the bean-sized beads of sweat constantly sliding down his face.

Lance looked at the man's miserable condition but did not show any pity.

(End of this chapter)