Chapter 381 Chaos
At the port of Nisberg, Friedrich List was standing on the dock to see off his companion McKinley.
“Be sure to bring greetings to the people in my hometown for me!”
“Okay, okay, I’ll remember this. Really, I’m so envious that you can still enjoy a while here. "
McKinley will lead the recruited craftsmen back to the northwest bay by boat, while Lister will continue to stay in Cape Bay for a period of time to inspect and establish an office for the boss in Nisburg. and contact points.
McKinley held Liszt's shoulders: "We have agreed that you will not cause trouble after I leave."
Liszt pouted: "How can I cause trouble?"
McKinley frowned: "Huh! What happened that day at Flower Street still makes me feel scared! If you are not familiar with the place, avoid causing trouble."
"We are leaving, hurry up. Get aboard!”
Just when he wanted to continue chatting, a sailor’s shout came from the ship.
"Oh, we have to go, remember my words! Let's go drink together when we get back." McKinley had no choice but to walk to the springboard.
After waving goodbye to his companion, Liszt felt relaxed all over because he had been nagging him countless times in recent days about what happened in Flower Street that day, and now he was finally at peace.
Walking on the streets of Nisburg, Liszt decided to give himself a day off first, as long as there was no one around to supervise him.
"Have you heard? The purification team captured a group of wizards."
"I know, they are said to be imprisoned in the dungeon of the cathedral."
"It is estimated that there will be public burning at the stake again in a while."
"Burning at the stake is so terrible! Sigh, speaking of those wizards, they are also miserable. I don't see them coming out to cause trouble on weekdays. That is, They were described in horror stories. "
"Shh... don't let the church people listen to it."
Liszt couldn't help but hear such chatter on the street. Thinking of what happened in the hotel that night, alas, I hope there is not that woman among those wizards. How should I put it, although she was a little frightened, she didn't really hurt herself, and... she was still very beautiful.
"Find a restaurant to fill your stomach first...ah!"
His shoulder was pushed hard by a sudden force. The force was so strong that he fell unsteadily to the ground.
Liszt looked up dissatisfied: "Who is it! So rude...ugh!"
The man pushing him next to him was a strong man, with his arms spread wide. Each hand holds a short sword. Just now, he suddenly stood up and touched Liszt with one arm.
If he moved wider, the sword blade in his hand would be able to scratch Liszt's face.
What made Liszt want to scold him but did not dare to scold him was that the other party had a badge with the church logo on his chest.
What a bad luck.
He stood up from the ground in a hurry and stepped aside. It was obvious that the other party was not paying attention to him, so he hurried away from the center of the conflict.
Not only Liszt, but also the people around him "consciously" gave up a large open space centered on the strong man.
There was only a man in a cloak standing still, less than ten meters in front of the strong man, with his back turned to him.
The strong man smiled ferociously and said: "Haha, your senses are quite keen. You are not an ordinary person at first glance! Turn around and let me take a good look."
As he spoke, he walked towards the other party, but his hands were always holding the dagger tightly.
"I have an intuition - an intuition for witchcraft! When you passed by me just now, I seemed to feel a familiar feeling. Stranger, please cooperate with me to check! Disobey Our purification team will not end well!"
The person standing in front of him said in a small but clear voice: "Huh! It's that bastard who doesn't know the so-called gods!"< br>
It was a female voice, and the atmosphere on the street suddenly stopped.
The people around looked at the man in the cloak with disbelief. Even the strong man who claimed to be the purification team stopped and opened his mouth half-open, as if he suspected that he heard wrongly.
You have already reported your status as a purification team, and you still say this. Isn’t this a slap in the church’s face?
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" The strong man laughed instead of getting angry, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
“So courageous, so courageous!” After he finished laughing, he immediately put on a ferocious face, “Raise your head and see, what building is in front of you?”
The cloaked man did not move, but Liszt looked in that direction. A tall spire building came into view. Did he wander near the cathedral unknowingly?
The strong man roared: "I don't care if you are a wizard or not, just because you said such treacherous words in front of me is enough to be charged with blasphemy, and everyone present can witness it! I will tie you up." Burn at the stake! Burn at the stake!”
“It depends on your ability!”
Although the strong man was full of energy, the cloaked woman still spoke in an unhurried tone. , she turned around and slowly took off the hood that originally covered most of her face.
"She..."
Liszt almost shouted in shock. That face was none other than the witch who had "skin-to-skin contact" with him at the hotel that night.
Why is she here? As a witch, running near the church's headquarters in Nisborg, this... isn't this a trap for herself?
The witch raised her cloak behind her, revealing what she was wearing underneath. She was wearing a hunting suit and long leather boots. She looked very capable and exuded a sense of heroism.
"I'll show you what I'm capable of now... Haha!"
The strong man licked the corners of his mouth, yelled and rushed forward.
In a moment, the witch raised her hand, and a powdery substance was scattered by her, flying in the path of the strong man.
Then she pointed forward with her index finger, and a large cluster of flames suddenly appeared out of thin air, followed by a dazzling light.
Liszt felt that his eyes were white, and then he couldn't see anything anymore. Just like staring at the sun at noon, he subconsciously turned his head to look away, but his eyes immediately fell into darkness again, and his head was dizzy. .
“Ugh, I feel so uncomfortable!”
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and it took a while before he could see clearly what was going on around him.
At this time, the street was in chaos and the noise was endless.
"Witch!" "Witchcraft!" "Run away!" and other shouts filled the surroundings. What happened just now made them believe that the cloaked man was a real witch.
Although people have long been dissatisfied with the unjust, false, and wrongful convictions made by the church during the witch-hunting movement and the behavior of some clergy who took advantage of the opportunity to make profits, the terrifying image of witches is still deeply ingrained in people's hearts, and people suddenly appear on the streets. When a wizard appears, people's first reaction is to run away.
But there were quite a lot of people on the street. The light emitted by the magic just now made many people dizzy, causing collisions and stampedes with each other. In fact, not many people ran away.
Liszt staggered and hid behind a pile of barrels on the street, looking at where the witch was standing just now. There was no one there.
The strong man who was blocked by the spell also recovered. The effect of the witch's spell was not only dizzy, but also the flames released hit the strong man in the attack head-on.
However, the power of this flame was not great, and it did not cause much damage to him. Only the clothes and hair all over his body were burned by the fire, and the originally bronze skin was covered with a layer of black ash. momentum.
"Damn! Damn witch! Damn witch! I curse you, go to hell!"
He opened his eyes and found that the person he was chasing had disappeared, and he couldn't help but curse.
"I must catch you! No wizard can escape from me yet!"
He roared loudly to the surroundings: "Everyone, stand still and don't move, I want to Check them one by one!”
He was afraid that the cloaked woman would hide in the crowd and escape. Damn it, her cloak was a common style in Nisberg, and he could see several of them at a glance. But as long as ordinary people are told not to move, the person running away must be a witch.
It's a pity that no one listened to him in the chaos. Even though he was a member of the church's purification team, the streets were still noisy and chaotic.
“Damn it! These cowardly fools!”
At first, he was just suspicious of the woman he passed by. I didn’t expect that! After asking, I actually met a witch.
A mere witch actually...actually...walked around the cathedral. How much does she despise the church?
She must not be allowed to escape, otherwise the purification team and even the Nisborg Church will lose face.
“Woo——Woo——”
The strong man took off the horn that was hung on his waist and blew it towards the sky.
His reinforcements will be arriving soon.
(End of this chapter)