Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 905 887. Officiant

"There is a dragon-patterned shield left there."

A Lothric knight who had climbed back onto the dragon's back, saw the angle that had been ignored just now due to his increased vision, and shouted to the knight commander Lorenzo.

"Just leave what's left."

Lorenzo also climbed onto his flying dragon deftly.

"Whatever we have taken is what we have taken. Now we have to return to Lothric as soon as possible! Time is of the essence."

After Knight Commander Lothric finished instructing his men, he said to Lan En, who was riding a horse and standing next to the flying dragon.

"Please leave as soon as possible, Lann. We really need you to come forward as a witness."

Following the command, the flying dragon began to tighten its muscles and its wings began to accumulate strength, preparing to fly into the sky again.

The stone bricks on the bridge made a clicking and squeezing sound under the subconscious grip of the flying dragon's claws.

"I will move forward with you in the sky, beyond the gate of Lothrik City Wall. When you arrive, I will go down to greet them."

"It would be best if we can get into the city as soon as possible."

Lan En smoothed back his silver hair that was messy due to the air flow caused by the flying dragon's wings, and shrugged.

The three flying dragons took off one after another, leaving only a mess and charred corpses on the bridge.

Lan En frowned and looked around, and found the pilgrims who were still on the other side of the bridge, but were not involved in the riot because they were too far away.

At this moment, it was as if he couldn't see the cruel corpses on the ground, and then moved towards the empty bridge, hoping to get closer to Lothric City.

They moved forward silently, stumbling and hard, with only a few suppressed groans of pain occasionally coming out.

And under this 'bloody eclipse', this silent progress is simply chilling.

Lan En looked up at the abnormal sun.

"If I didn't go to the New World, but came here directly after the war, I would probably go crazy too, right?"

This idea suddenly appeared in the witcher's mind.

In a cruel world that is coming to an end, one should not expect there to be any normal people in it.

Lan En shook his head, gently pulled Qilin's mane, and ran towards the towering and majestic city gate on the other side of the bridge.

Lorenzo in the sky is making the flying dragon circle in order to keep up with the unicorn, which is not at full speed.

Without any blocking checkpoints, the bridge was quickly completed by Qilin.

At the end of the bridge is the gate to Lothric City.

The towering gate, about thirty meters high, adopts a composite design of gate and opening and closing door.

It is a common combination in the castle defense system.

It's just that this world has used supernatural power to enlarge the size of the city gate to this extent.

Lorenzo arrived in heaven as promised.

He did not negotiate with the city gate guards, but directly rode the flying dragon and landed on the city wall above the city gate.

Then under the command of the Knight Commander, the gate of Lothric opened with a rumble.

There was a low roar of a flying dragon on the city wall, and then the huge flying dragon flapped its wings, picked up the dust on the ground under the city wall dozens of meters away, and flew to higher places in the city.

And Lorenzo trotted down the stairs on the side of the city gate with the sound of his armor moving.

"Dismount, I ordered them to keep an eye on your belongings."

Lan En nodded indifferently.

But before leaving, he patted Qilin's neck as if out of habit.

Qilin's red crystal eyes blinked at Lan En.

After entering the city gate of Lothric, there is a wide staircase leading upward.

There are also some decorative vegetation such as flower beds and green plants beside the stairs, but they have not seen sunlight for a long time, making these vegetation very wilted.

Lothric soldiers and knights often patrol back and forth on this wide staircase.

Lan En, who was following Lorenzo, also saw the pilgrims who had entered the city earlier.

They seemed to feel that their status was low, and they just prostrated on both sides of the road with their hands clasped toward the top of the stairs, praying and begging.

The stone turtle shells on their backs made them look like turtles wearing black robes in this posture.

And these pilgrims paid a heavy price in terms of death and injury, dragging their bodies that were about to turn into rotten wood and traveled long distances to this holy city that spreads fire.

But he only dared to kneel down on the roadside, for fear of blocking the way of pedestrians.

This humility made Lan En frown.

He looked up the stairs. At the end of the stairs was a magnificent church.

On the outer wall of the front of the church, the power derived from magic or [miracle] formed a dial composed of illusory blue light to display the time.

"Priest Emma is inside, we have to inform her of what happened."

Lorenzo nodded to the passing patrolling Lothric knights and explained the process of the trip in a low voice to Lan.

Because of the weakening of the initial fire, the difficult life has made people's need for faith become stronger.

Therefore, even though it is not an important day, there are already many people lining up in front of this church, waiting to go in and worship.

Most of them wore simple-colored linen robes and short shirts, and their faces and bodies were very thin.

Most of the people who had not arrived in line knelt down outside the church and muttered something at the same time.

Therefore, the Lothric knights patrolling here are also responsible for maintaining law and order, and Lorenzo must also lower his voice to prevent information leakage.

But facing Lorenzo's arrangement, Lan En also lowered his voice and whispered with minimal lip movements.

"Are you mistaken? This should be the White Church. You also found the red worm pills from the Netherworld Church on those attackers. Are you going to tell the priest about it now?"

“There is a difference between a priest and an archbishop.”

Lorenzo explained as he climbed the stairs.

The White Sect is the oldest and largest sect in the world, and its main god is generally believed to be Lloyd, the god of law and class. King Gwen's uncle.

The history of this faith is almost as old as the Age of Fire.

It has already covered all human countries.

Such a huge organization has already prepared regional divisions and power divisions.

The archbishop of the Netherworld Church is a high-level official in the church, and the priests of Lothric are also high-level officials. They are just equivalent to managers of different dioceses.

The status is equal and they are not subordinate to each other.

Therefore, it is different from Lan En's previous estimate. The Nether Church is suspected of participating in the riots and supporting the riots, but it does not mean that the priest is suspected.

On the contrary, in the three-pillar structure of Lothric's royal power, the relationship between knights and priests can be said to be 'intimate'.

"For some reason, His Majesty insisted on transferring the ownership of the large library that contains a huge amount of precious knowledge from the royal family directly to the hands of the sages. This makes us and the priests very uneasy."

Lorenzo cryptically explained the reason for the "close" relationship between knights and priests.

Fortunately, with Lan En's level of political history, he could easily understand it.

One of the three-pillar structures received a huge amount of resources for unknown reasons, while the other two began to huddle together for warmth under a sense of crisis.

From this point of view, the priest is indeed a character worthy of the knights' trust.

But after all, why didn't Lorenzo go to the top of the Knights directly under him?

Due to lack of information, Lane and Mentos were unable to draw reasonable conclusions.

And thanks to Lorenzo's identity as Knight Commander, the two of them entered the church unimpeded.

This church fits Lan's stereotype of the world's architecture.

Gothic buildings are always filled with various reliefs and patterns, as well as wide and heavy flags hanging from hanging points on the dome.

A gentle breeze can make these large hanging flags make a "swishing" sound.

The old woman wearing a hooded robe sitting at the main seat of the church is undoubtedly the officiant of Losric.

She saw the two people entering the door, and quietly handed over the task of preaching to the lower-level priests behind her. She waved her hand to Lan En and Lorenzo covertly.

He motioned for them to follow him to the corner of the church to talk.

In the corner where the candlelight cannot shine, although there are many believers praying devoutly in the church, this corner does not attract anyone's attention.

"I think you should have received news about the riot on the bridge into the city?"

Lorenzo asked respectfully first.

"Yes, I heard."

There was no emotion or anger in the officiant's voice, just the voice of an ordinary old woman.

"The sound of the horn summoning dragon knights for reinforcements is difficult to ignore, as is the flapping of the wings of the two flying dragons."

"Why, is it a famous knight who is going crazy there?"

"It's worse than that, Priest Emma."

Lorenzo whispered as he took off the shield from his back. He only had this dragon-patterned shield on his back, and the rest were hung on the flying dragon saddle and brought back to the Knights' dragon training ground.

With his iron-gloved hand, he turned the side of the shield with the golden dragon pattern upwards and handed it to the officiant.

"Much worse."

After seeing this magical blue shield, Priest Emma's breathing paused significantly.

Later, Lorenzo told her about the riot that took place on the bridge outside the city.

Mainly focusing on the enemy's understanding of the flying dragon, as well as targeted equipment, these are the worst signs.

——A sign that the Knights of Lothric have been betrayed!

"You mean, the Deep Church?"

The officiant said with difficulty, holding the red worm pills handed over by Lorenzo in his hand.

"They should have also betrayed Lothrik, the gods and the royal family."

Lorenzo pulled Lan to him.

"I also brought witnesses to prove what I said. The Church of the Underworld has united with a certain magician force to target Lothric."

"This is really disappointing news in these difficult times."

Priest Emma sighed.

"His Royal Highness is still delaying the spread of the fire. He is hiding in the palace and not seeing others. You are right to come to me first at this time, Lorenzo."

"The leader of the Knights is now facing pressure from both directions. He probably no longer has the energy to deal with these things."

"I don't understand." Lorenzo's voice was muffled. "If the prince is unwilling to pass on the fire, then isn't it okay to drag the prisoner to the throne? Why does His Highness even delay this?"