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Chapter 1,157 The murderous believers entering the city

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    It is a fact that there are many extraordinary beings in the Free City, but for a long time both Eunocia and Croside have hidden their identities in this city, integrated into the city and followed the city's rules.  They may act according to rules and systems. Maybe they will make some small moves, and maybe sometimes they will use the power of extraordinary people to seek convenience and benefit for themselves, but from beginning to end, these extraordinary people will not break the bottom line and will not return to this city.  To do extraordinary damage, after all, no one is willing to do the stupid thing of killing the goose that lays the goose that lays the eggs.

    But the devil is different, and so is Claire, who is obsessed with revenge. How to cause the greatest damage and how to subvert the order of the city is what it wants to achieve most, and this is definitely not allowed by this city.  The mortals and extraordinary beings here allow it!

    Over the years since the establishment of the Free City, the extraordinary beings who entered the city have been restricted and suppressed by more powerful beings and the city's mysteries. Those fools who overestimate their capabilities, are arrogant and always think that they are the rules are often the first to be  The smart people chose to follow the rules and act low-key in the city, and the cultists who worshiped devils have always been the biggest target of prevention in the free city.

    Lelouch learned from some information that the Free City seemed to have accepted some cultists in the past. These wealthy people and big businessmen in the upper-class areas of the city once thought that even if cultists had extreme beliefs, they were still human beings.  We need food, clothing, and all kinds of materials to meet our spiritual and physical needs, and all of these are inseparable from money.  However, these businessmen soon discovered that they were terribly wrong. Cultists were indeed mortals who needed food, clothing and other necessities for survival, but their belief in the devil made them paranoid. These cultists were completely indecisive. The previous chapter  One second they are smiling and talking to you, but the next second they may pull out a knife and stab you in the body.

    In addition, cultists are like disordered beasts. They sacrifice and kill for the demons they believe in and can hardly be restrained by law and punishment. Even hanging the corpses of cultists all over the city wall cannot curb their bloodthirsty madness.  The idea that they are a group of monsters who only want to kill people is completely unreasonable. These crazy monsters are like a plague. Wherever they go, they will inevitably be eroded by their disorderly behavior and gradually wither.

    Compared with the gods¡¯ rejection of the free city, the cultists who worship the devil are even more disgusting!

    A city abandoned by the gods in the eyes of the world, a city of corruption, a city of sin, a city of distortion, a city that has been given countless bad names by the world and has been described as like a hell on earth. In the end, this city full of sin seems to have been  A city ruled by demons is the city that most rejects demons. Sometimes it has to be said that things are really unpredictable.

    Sin City where devils are not welcome©­©­

    On the edge of the Free City, near the heavily guarded city gate, a black-haired girl slightly pulled up her hood and looked from the carriage at the fine iron gate not far away, which was ten meters high and more than twenty meters tall.  Soldiers equipped with heavy crossbows patrolled back and forth on the city wall. There were a large number of magic crystal cannons and protective arrays plus a moat. The city gave people an indestructible feeling as always. Even if a transcendent looked directly at this place and saw the back of the city wall.  He will also feel fear when he sees the towering Mystic Lock Array and understand one thing. Never try to attack this city from the outside. The best way to dismantle this city that is like an iron wall is through the inside.

    "A city that cannot be breached from the outside?"

    The black-haired girl put down her hood with a look of disdain: "©­ You are too self-righteous. The nest of ants is just a nest of ants no matter how strong it is. In the face of the real extraordinary existence, this city is just a sand castle."  One push and it completely collapses.¡±

    ¡°It¡¯s an easy task for the most dominant people, but for us to fight against a city with a twenty-meter-high city wall and nearly 100,000 soldiers and mercenaries stationed there, this is nothing more than a mayfly shaking a big tree.¡±

    There is also a man in the carriage who is sitting opposite the black-haired girl and resting with his eyes slightly closed as if he is in a slumber. Although he looks very young, his whole person is like a sharp sword out of his body, giving people a feeling of being trapped.  It feels like a sharp sword cutting.

    "So our mission is just surveillance. There is no need to confront the city head-on."

    Hearing this, the man tilted his head: "Then Miss Sophia, you should ask the spies from the religious order to follow you. I am not used to this kind of job of hiding like a ditch rat."

    Although the tone was still polite, you could vaguely feel the man's unhappiness, as if someone had used a small iron-like sword as a woodcutter.

    Sophia ignored the dissatisfaction in the other party's heart: "Pay attention to your tone Asheride, this is a task given by the Lord Areguso, and as a member of the cult, you have to consider"How to carry out and complete the task, no matter who is the master's order, must give priority to execution.  "

    "It is precisely because of the mission given by the great master of killing that I am so frightened." The man known as Asherid finally opened his eyes when he heard Areguso's name: "I am a warrior, not a spy. I am good at  I'm not good at sneak attacks and assassinations when fighting enemies head-on. I don't want to be punished for messing up a mission while others are doing what an expert does."

    "Shut up Asherid, what I need is your identity as a noble of the Kingdom of Creses as a cover. At the same time, you understand the workings of the upper class of human society better than others©­But if you are really stupid, you will mess it up.  Mission, I don't mind letting you turn into a corpse now to avoid bad things." Sophia's tone was still calm, but the murderous intention contained in it was indeed real.

    Asheride knew very well that this emissary with a special status in the cult was not joking with her or that she never joked. If necessary, she would definitely kill herself immediately: "I understand Miss Sophia, but I also  I need to remind you that my so-called nobility is nothing more than an empty shell. Besides, my people are almost dead. I am probably the only one left in this world who is still continuing their bloodline, so this thing of nobility has come to an end.  It¡¯s just the phantom of the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.¡±

    "You look like you don't care at all."

    "I don't care at all. From the moment I was born, I have hated my identity and the so-called aristocratic family." Asherid sneered, like a graceful noble prince and a bloodthirsty Shura: "I am  I don¡¯t need others to recognize my identity. I never care about the so-called noble status, nor the so-called misty things like life experience and bloodline. The only thing I believe in is the sword in my hand!¡±

    Sophia did not say anything but turned her head and continued to look out the window, looking at the bustling convoys and pedestrians on the road. The inspections in the Free City today seemed to be very strict and the traveling speed was very slow, even if her group was walking with nobles and businessmen.  The dedicated passage is still extremely slow. Judging from the inspection intensity of the soldiers in the distance, it seems that the entry and exit are the same.

    Although there is a magic device in the carriage to adjust the temperature to maintain a comfortable temperature even if the sun is shining outside at the moment, Sophia feels extremely bored if she keeps waiting like this.

    At this time, members of the sect disguised as guards outside the carriage whispered quietly: "I'm sorry, Miss Sophia, the inspection in Free City is very strict today, and the speed is a little slow. Please be patient and wait for a while."

    "It doesn't matter, can you handle it?"

    "Please rest assured, Miss, all documents and identity proofs are fully prepared, there will never be any©­"

    Before the guard could finish his words, there was a sudden commotion outside, and the faint shouts of soldiers checking at the city gate seemed to be heard.

    "It's a cultist! Catch him!"

    A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on the guard's face, and Asherid, who was about to fall asleep again, subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, and the muscles in his body tensed and entered a state of combat readiness in an instant. Sophia frowned, but  He immediately signaled Ashrid to be quiet. From the loudness of his voice, it seemed that the problem was not his own.

    Sure enough, just as Sophia had judged, a man in strange clothes was running wildly at the entrance of the chaotic poor people on the other side. People waiting to enter the city along the way were dodging away like the god of plague, but the man  No matter how fast he ran, he could not match the speed of the horses. After being overtaken by the cavalry, the man was so frightened that he gave up resistance when facing the bright sword. When he was escorted by the soldiers, he could only plead hard for the injury on his arm.  The tattoo is just a mark that every adult man in the family will get tattooed on. This is definitely not a symbol of the devil, and he is definitely not a cultist!

    But the soldiers will not pay attention to this. After the demon appeared in the free city, the bosses above have ordered to strictly guard against cultists infiltrating the city. Anyone with suspicious marks on their arms or body and unable to provide valid certification documents  All of them were thrown into prison for interrogation as suspects. Once it was confirmed that they were cultists, considering that they might master the devil's magic and were not qualified to be reduced to slaves, they would be executed immediately.  As for those who are wrongly arrested, they can usually get out of jail by paying a bail. However, if you cannot pay even a small amount of bail, then the cage of the slave market is waiting for you.

    "You are not here for us, Miss Sophia." After confirming that the commotion was over, the members of the cult reported quietly.

    Realizing that it was a false alarm, Asherid clicked his tongue and relaxed again and began to fall asleep. Sophia signaled the guards not to do anything extraordinary and entered the free city first to lurk in the city.The believers in the city gathered together.

    The convoy moved slowly. During the inspection, because the documents were complete, and the Sophia and Asherid riding in the carriage were both of extraordinary temperament, the guards naturally did not dare to make things more difficult and quickly let them go. However, even though they entered the free city  But Sophia's heart could not calm down. The city had not been peaceful recently, and it was obviously coming towards her side. Obviously, the task assigned by the master might not be so easy to complete.
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