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Chapter 223 222. Fierce!

This time, the black iron cage reflects a special texture.

Something like a magic circle was swimming on the surface of the iron cage.

Obviously, this is a special cage that holds special people.

The master of ceremonies looked at the things that did not go according to the script at all, and his expression froze for a moment.

But he didn't panic, but while cursing secretly in his heart, he extended his palm to the iron cage in accordance with the actions he had practiced many times.

Following his actions, the iron cage unfolded in an instant, revealing the person hidden inside.

And with his appearance, it only took a second for the emcee's expression to change from freezing to splitting.

Moreover, his appearance also made the surrounding people who were waiting for the auction show a kind of speechless astonishment on their faces. Their mouths that were still open had already lost their tone.

Because the people lying there are not teenagers or girls, but real adults.

The most important thing, the set of clothes on this adult, points out his identity.

Missionaries of the Western Holy Church!
"People from the Western Holy Church!? I know that outfit!"

"Crazy! Are you crazy!?"

Someone stood up first and made a stunned sound.

Although in this Kingdom of Ingracia, the Western Saints Church does not have much control, but that does not mean that the Western Saints Church itself has no cards and insists on competing for strength. On the surface, the Kingdom of Ingracia is not owned by the Western Saints Church at all. opponent.

Although these people in the auction are very arrogant on weekdays and don't have to take into account their identities here, that doesn't mean they are willing to provoke the Western Saints Church like a hornet's nest.

Seeing this situation, many people present already planned to escape here.

It’s okay to make trouble for ordinary civilians in the capital, but if it’s a giant like the Western Saint Church, only fools would go back and take the initiative to provoke. Now that the Marquis has done such a thing, isn’t this spreading the trouble on them?

"Silence! Silence!"

Just when the entire auction venue was caught in the noise and could not be restrained, the Marquis who had been standing in the dark stood up and slapped the loudspeaker hard with his palm.

呲! ! !
The piercing sound criss-crossed the entire auction, irritating everyone's ears and causing the venue to fall into silence again.

The Marquis, who was dressed in a formal attire, said in a low voice, and after waiting for the silence, he began to think and explain the reason and significance of the presence of the missionaries of the Western Saints Church.

He wanted to find a way to get rid of the relationship between the missionaries of the Western Saints Church and himself.

"This person is..."

At this moment, his thoughts suddenly shifted, and the Marquis thought of one thing, that is, since there is no way to get himself out of this matter, then simply involve everyone present in this matter work!

As long as everyone here is in the same crisis as him, wouldn't that be enough?
"Yes, he is a missionary of the Western Saints Church."

As the words fell, the entire auction venue fell into a commotion.

The people here are all nobles of the Kingdom of Ingurasia. Of course, they do not want to have conflicts with the Western Holy Church. The Marquis's current behavior is simply provoking the Western Holy Church.

And because they were here, it was equivalent to being forcibly bound to the Marquis' chariot. If they didn't jump out of the chariot in time, they might not even have a chance to escape.

"Are you crazy!?"

"Master Marquis! What are you thinking!?"

"I need to get out of here! Open the door!"

The Marquis's expression was sinister, and within the sinisterness was hidden bottomless anger.

This missionary of the Western Saints Church was specially placed in the deepest part of the cell by him, and he planned to deal with it secretly, but now he does not know which idiot actually stuffed him into an iron cage and teleported him here .

Now he doesn't have the heart to pursue this issue anymore, so he can only push the topic forward.

This missionary of the Western Saints Church is his partner, and a large number of commodities are obtained from him.

In this country, the teachings of the Church of Western Saints are well promoted in the slums, and those churches are also the property of the Church of Western Saints.

So both parties have always been mutually beneficial.

But a few days ago, this kid actually wanted to increase his commission, and his shameless behavior made the Marquis very angry, so he ordered his men to encircle the church of the Western Saints Church and arrest him.

He was planning to have a good chat with the missionary after the auction, but he didn't expect that this matter would be brought to light now.

The Marquis looked at the chaotic crowd in front of him, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly burst out. He slapped the table hard, and with a roar, the wooden table in front of the stage used to protect the microphone instantly shattered.

Under the strong cracking sound, everyone fell silent, and even the people crowded at the gate all turned their heads back.

The Marquis who was standing there took the short knife handed over by the master of ceremonies beside him, and flung the scabbard viciously, revealing the sharp blade.

"Keep your eyes open!"

The Marquis shouted loudly and put the short knife in his hand to the throat of the missionary of the Western Holy Church. Then, as if he was killing a chicken, he pulled hard along the direction of the knife's handle.

The blood flowed in the direction of the blade, as if a sack filled with rice bran had been opened and the contents inside splashed out.

The missionary, who had been in a coma, widened his eyes because of the pain before he died. He pinched his neck and made a sound like "ho ho ho" like a leaking bellows.

What the Marquis did was beyond everyone's expectations. He acted so resolutely that he wanted to tie all the people present to the auction. In this way, they would not have the guts to spread the word after leaving here. thing.

As long as we fight for a period of time, when the war between the Western Saints Church and the Kingdom of Farmus begins, this matter will not matter, and even the Kingdom of Ingracia can find opportunities to gain benefits.

But now, the Kingdom of Inguracia cannot be the first to take the lead.

"Everyone listen to me, what happened today! No one can leak it! Because you are all murderers who killed missionaries! The Western Saints Church will never forgive you who stand by and do nothing! If you don't want to die, follow my orders !"

The Marquis is very confident. These people in front of him are not fools. Even if there are people with bad brains, they will be held down by those who are good at brains.

"As long as this incident doesn't reach the ears of the Western Saints Church in the near future! We will be fine! Did you hear that!? As long as you are smart, there will be no shortage of benefits in the future!"

The angry Marquis narrowed his eyes, and scanned all the people with his sinister eyes. Seeing them nodding and shrinking, he snorted in satisfaction. Next, he wants to threaten this group of people!

When the Marquis' dagger was slammed on the ground, and the red blood on the blade was splashing everywhere, two voices suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Master Missionary! How dare you kill people from my Western Saints Church! You will definitely pay the price!"

Two people dressed in Western Saints Church costumes rushed out from the shadows, one ruthlessly tore at the Marquis, and the other fell to the side of the missionary.

"People from the Western Saints Church!?"

The Marquis' pupils trembled as if an earthquake had occurred, and his expression cracked instantly. He had no idea that there were actually two remnants of the Western Saints Church here!

But the next second, he shook his head suddenly. He was convinced that all the church members in the royal capital were under his control, and there was no way anything could slip through the net. Moreover, these two people seemed to appear out of thin air.

"You guys are fake...!!!"

The Marquis, who had figured it out, yelled loudly while parrying the man in front of him, but saw the man who was still tens of meters away suddenly disappear in front of his eyes, and his whole body moved towards him uncontrollably. Take two steps forward.

Immediately afterwards, the scene in his eyes turned into a headless corpse kneeling on the ground.

(End of this chapter)