Chapter 1817 Taking Turns in Battle

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

The cold voice became even colder.

A kind of obvious anger is particularly obvious.

Sean's forehead was slightly sweaty.

The mixture of the pressure of the superior and the strength of the strong made Sean completely breathless. However, the knight commander still gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Of course!"

The knight commander wanted to speak more decisively, but under the pressure of the other party, his voice trembled involuntarily.

"Etolin is a loyal and reliable defender."

"While alive, he protected the territory for our lord."

"After death, he will surely enter the Kingdom of God of our Lord and be protected."

The cold voice, without any ups and downs in the tone, repeated the facts that everyone in the 'War Temple' knew.

Sean understood what the other party meant.

Therefore, when the other party's voice fell, he said immediately.

"I am willing to confront Lord Aitorin."

"If I'm mistaken."

"I'm willing to pay any price."

After saying that, Sean knelt down on one knee.

He showed his determination in words and actions.

The cold voice said no more words.

He began to stand in the shadows and pray to his Lord.

As one of the two privy bishops ranking above the fifteen bishops, Motor is the undisputed highest ranking person in the 'God of War' and the most trusted and favored by the 'God of War'.

There is no need for repeated processes and priests, just silent chanting, and Motor can contact the ‘God of War’.

This time is no exception.

"Motor, what's wrong?"

When the loud voice sounded, Motor knelt down in the shadow.

"My great Lord, something happened that I cannot decide."

"It's about your disciple Aitorin!"

"Sian, another of your followers, thought there was something wrong with him, but he died last night, and we need your verdict!"

Motor told the truth.

Then, he waited for a reply from the god he believed in.

This was not the first time that Motor asked the ‘God of War’ to make a ruling.

Therefore, he quickly discovered that something was wrong.

It's been... a bit long.

Before, it never lasted more than three breaths each time.

But this time, ten breaths have passed.

Could it be...

Is there really a problem? !

Motor felt a chill in his heart.

If there is really something wrong with Etolin...

Almost instantly, many thoughts poured into the Privy Councilor's mind.

Because, Motor is very aware of the importance of Aitorin.

As an assassin at the level of a sword-wielding priest, Aitorin's position in the Holy Inquisition is not low, and he controls almost more than 50% of the secret agents in Attantino.

These include but are not limited to the true identities of these dark men, concealment of identities, etc.

If there is a problem with Aitorin, then there will be a problem with the system of Etantinoburg where the Holy Inquisition is located.

Anxiety filled Motor's heart.

However, the Privy Councilor did not urge his 'god'.

As a believer, his loyal faith allows the Privy Councilor to completely and unconditionally trust his 'god'.

Everything 'God' says is what he needs to listen to.

Everything 'God' says is what He needs to spread.

Time passes by second by second.

After about a minute passed, the loud voice sounded in Motor's mind again.

"There's something wrong with Etolin."

"Sean is right."

"You need to ask Sean what happened in detail."

"clear."

Motor answered.

When that vast aura left his heart, Motor stood up and looked at Sean in the confession room - this was a special structure, not just an ordinary mechanical chamber, but also blessed with secret techniques. .

Standing here, it is absolutely impossible for the people in the confession room to see the people here.

People here can observe the people in the confession room.

Just like it literally means.

Three hundred and sixty degrees, all-round observation with no blind spots.

For those with special training, such observations are extremely useful.

They can easily detect if someone in the confessional is hiding something or is deceiving.

Motor is one of the best.

So, he was not in a hurry.

Instead, he looked at Sean quietly at this moment.

He expected to find out more from it.

However, what disappoints Motor is that although Sean in front of him is a little uneasy, this uneasiness only comes from the unknown, rather than from hiding something in a real sense.

"what have you found?"

Motor, who had found nothing from his observation, asked.

"It's because of the news from the palace."

Sean replied.

"News from the palace?"

Motor asked rhetorically.

As the only Privy Councilor in the north, Motor's job is very cumbersome. His most important job is to sign his name on the documents that have been screened layer by layer.

Therefore, he was unaware of the news that had just been delivered.

As for doing everything yourself?

I'm sorry, unless it's the 'God of War', Motor doesn't think anyone can do it.

After all, the ‘God of War’ is omnipotent.

Standing there, Motor listened to Sean's story.

His already cold expression became more serious.

"Save this message."

"No one can read it without my permission."

Motor gave the order directly.

"yes."

Sean answered, feeling happy in his heart.

He knew he had done the right thing this time.

Destiny is like this, no one knows when it will favor you, and what do you need? It is to always be prepared.

Just like him.

How could he have noticed Etolin if he hadn't been keeping an eye on him?

How could he use this as an opportunity to gain recognition from the higher-ups?

Sean's belief in the 'God of War' is firm.

Equally determined is an upward heart.

He wished he could be closer to his Majesty.

To this end, he continues to work hard.

This time, he took a chance.

One squad leader is far from enough.

Sword priest?

Not enough either.

At least being one of the bishops can allow him to better feel the glory of his crown.

In order to achieve this goal faster, Sean talked about his plan in the next two minutes.

"Colin must die!"

"Of course, you can't die in our hands."

"At least that's what it looks like."

Motor listened quietly to such plans.

Regarding the fact that the Secret Order of Silent Night actively contacted the Snake Sect, and that the representative of the Snake Sect was the heir to King Attantine VI, he had already read this urgent document before.

Motor did not object to this.

A powerful royal family is not good for the ‘War Temple’.

"Do what you want!"

Motor said and left the darkroom.

He needs to report everything to the ‘God of War’.

…

Boom!

At noon, the sky was clear and clear, and suddenly there was a thunder, which startled the whole people in Etantino.

People looked up.

When they saw the big sun, they all muttered again.

Civilians had no idea what was going on.

In other words, almost everyone has no idea what happened.

Those who have some knowledge only know that this is a manifestation of the anger of the 'God of War'.

But why angry?

They don't know.

Kieran knew.

Therefore, a smile appeared on his lips.

I have to say that the upper evil spirits are becoming more and more useful!

Maybe after everything here is over, we can give it a holiday?

Well, an hour... no, ten minutes would be a good choice.

As the carriage drove smoothly, Qin Ran leaned on the soft cushions, picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and made a decision.

Then, he looked out the car window.

Next…

It's up to him.