Zola the [Two legged bald rattlesnake] was obviously satisfied with the result that he made.
He liked the atmosphere where he was feared by people.
Zola rubbed his “beloved” black scepter in his hand and glanced around “majestically”. He nodded proudly after finding out that no one dared to even look at him. All the grievance and stinks that he experienced at the division of Holy Church in Zenit’s Capital St. Petersburg were finally evened out and made up by this. He had his confidence back again.
But as he was turning around and about to get into his gilded magic carriage –
“Wait a moment, Mr. Priest. I can testify for these people. They have no connection with the evil undead magic.”
A crisp and sweet voice sounded beside his ear. It instantly destroyed all of Zola’s good mood.
The rattlesnake was raged.
He turned back around rapidly and pointed his scepter at the source of the voice without identifying who the voice belonged to first. Suddenly, a white beam with devastating power shot out of the purple crystal that was embedded onto the Zola’s favorite black scepter, like a laser, headed toward the direction of the voice.
Priest skill – 【Light Extinction】.
The attack was deadly. No one was expecting that Zola would directly go for the kill.
Uncontrollable gasps and screams filled the street.
Priest Zola didn’t see who was speaking, but everyone else clearly saw who it was; everyone’s expression changed. The one who stood out bravely and faced danger was King Alexander’s future queen; The kind, gentle, and beautiful Angela.
The bright white beam with its scorching temperature was instantly about to hit Angela; it already burned a few of the girl’s black hair that was fluttering in the wind…… As the young girl was about to die because of something she said, at this moment –
“Tink!”
A huge black sword that was covered by a blue flame appeared out of nowhere and shielded Angela behind it.
The sword’s handle was held in a thick and strong hand.
The body of the sword lightly shook as the blue energy flame on it collided with the white beam of light. The flamed rippled, and both energies disappeared eventually.
The person who appeared on time was the former number one warrior of Chambord, Lampard.
“How dare you attack queen her highness! Priest Zola, are you intentionally trying to cause conflict between the Holy Church and Chambord?”
Lampard stood firmly in front of the carriage. The blue flowing energy was stimulated to the max as it enveloped Lampard’s body in its flames. The red hair also broke free from the linen hairband and fluttered in the wind. He stared at Zola who was on the gilded carriage and questioned him loudly.
“Oh, it’s Angela her highness……Pardon my rudeness.”
Zola now finally had seen who spoke and going against his will. However, a queen of a level 6 affiliated kingdom in a level 1 Empire was nothing in his eyes. Although he said sorry, but no one could see that he meant it. He curled his lips causally and said with a faint smile on his face: “Mr. Lampard, please put away your black magic weapon. Are you trying to attack a priest of the Holy Church?”
Lampard slightly paused.
After a few seconds, he frowned and suddenly swung his hand, the black sword turned into a shadow and inserted back to the scabbard on his back. However, you could still see the anger on Lampard’s face. He quickly glanced at the few Chambord residents who were dragged out of the crowd by novice priests, and asked angrily: “I don’t know what crimes these people committed. Does the Holy Church have the authority to arrest anyone they want?”
“Watch your words, Mr. Lampard……” Zola was getting a bit angry as well by all the oppositions. He stood high up on the carriage and shouted with a scorn expression: “Are you questioning God’s fairness? We have clear evidence showing that undead magic was used at the battle at Chambord. I suspect that these people are related to the matter, so I’m taking these people back to the church to find out the truth……”