Chapter 1439 Clues

In the dense forest in the south, a small hunter temple is hidden.

No one knows when this temple was built.

Or……

No one even knew there was a temple here.

The convoy following Kirk, the high priest of the Hunter's Temple, was taken aback when they saw the temple, and then they cheered.

Temple!

For the people of Navia, it has an irreplaceable meaning.

Not only spiritual comfort, but also shrouded by the aura of 'God'.

Under this cover, they will be protected from disaster.

"The temple is too small to accommodate everyone. Except for the priests of each temple, please camp around the temple and follow the arrangements of the knights."

"If anything happens, you can report directly to the temple."

"Everything is just like it was in Navia."

Kirk stood on the stone steps of the temple and shouted.

No one would object to such a proposal.

Instead, everyone took it for granted.

After all, that's how it is in Navia City.

Under the command of the knights, civilians and soldiers began to get busy.

A group of deacons from the Hunter Temple walked towards the convoy. After a while, they were carrying jars, boxes, and baskets one by one towards the quiet place that had just been cleaned by another group of Hunter Temple deacons. in the temple.

In front of the statue of the hunter, incense candles have been lit.

A huge sheepskin blanket was spread out, with empty silver plates placed on it.

The deacons quickly walked over and put the wine and honey in the jars, the various spices stored in the boxes, and the bread and barbecue in the baskets.

For the priests of the temple, such food was not considered rich, but that was in the days of Navia.

And at this moment?

It is no longer rich.

But it is a feast in the true sense of the word.

The continuous running away not only made them exhausted and hungry, but especially when they were exhausted mentally and physically, the feeling of fear was really too uncomfortable.

It's so uncomfortable that it makes people collapse.

Therefore, when a stable environment appeared and there was enough food, these people who usually considered themselves 'servers of God' really felt grateful.

One after another, these priests from various temples expressed their gratitude to the high priest of the Hunter Temple who had just finished praying.

"Here, we will have a new beginning. Although it is difficult at the beginning, everything will get better after that."

"Please use the food first."

"My old friends have been waiting a long time."

"We need to talk about more things."

After speaking, Kirk stood up and walked towards the conference room behind the temple.

The priests of various temples watched with gratitude as the back of the high priest of the Hunter Temple disappeared, and immediately launched an attack on the food in front of them.

At this time, they have no grace at all.

hunger.

They have been tortured for a long time.

Kirk listened to the noise coming from behind and couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile.

This is what he wants.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

A new start.

Thinking of the final result, the high priest of the Hunter Temple almost couldn't help laughing.

However, knowing the situation in the temple, the other party immediately suppressed his smile and walked towards the conference room.

There were still things he needed to deal with there.

meeting room.

On a long oval table, there are candlesticks one after another, and following the candlesticks are dishes one after another.

Compared with the food enjoyed by priests outside, the food here is naturally different in quantity and specification, more exquisite and more attractive.

But the difference is that these foods are... deadly!

The high priests of the temple all prostrated themselves on the table.

Their mouths and noses were bleeding, their faces were bruised, and except for the high priest of the god of rituals, all of them had no breath.

"Why, why?"

The high priest, who was once praised as a model of etiquette by the entire city of Navia, shouted at Kirk with a ferocious and twisted face.

"Why?"

"What do you think?"

The high priest of the Hunter Temple asked rhetorically.

But the other party didn't know it at all.

Naturally, there was doubt and confusion in his eyes.

"well."

"As expected, they are all rubbish."

With these words, the high priest of the Hunter Temple put his hand on the other person's neck and exerted a slight force.

Click!

After a crisp sound, the high priest of the God of Ceremony lost his breath.

Looking at the high priest of the God of Ceremony, whose eyes were wide open until death, Kirk couldn't help but shook his head.

The other party is just too stubborn.

No!

Everyone is too stubborn.

Otherwise, he wouldn't do it.

But the great situation in front of him is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he misses it, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

So, he made his choice.

"Horace."

Kirk raised his voice.

"High Priest."

A middle-aged man with thick hair, carrying a long bow on his back, and a short knife hanging on his waist came out in response. Zeng Qinran noticed that as the teacher of Pu De, the hunter temple priest looked at all the dead high priests of each temple. It was a bit of a surprise, or rather, as one of the participants, he was only surprised when he saw this scene.

After all, it means they are one step closer to success.

"We've been fine so far."

"I hope we can continue well."

"So, I want to eliminate all hidden dangers."

Kirk said in a deep voice.

"clear."

"I assure you, they have a loyalty to you that no one else has!"

Horace, who knew it well, bowed to Kirk and clapped his hands outside.

Bang, bang!

With a crisp sound, a group of people walked in.

They are all different in height, weight, age, and face.

But the only thing they have in common is that their bodies and ages are very similar to those of the dead high priests around them, and even their faces are somewhat similar.

These people knelt down in front of Kirk.

"High Priest."

they shouted in unison.

"Um."

Kirk looked at the kneeling people with satisfaction and winked at Horace.

Immediately, Horace sprang into action.

In his hand was a box filled with various small items.

It contains glue, hair, foundation and more.

He carefully put on makeup for the people in front of him.

The people who looked very similar to the dead high priests themselves became almost identical after Horace's makeup.

Seeing familiar faces standing up one after another, Kirk couldn't help but smile.

This is a genuine smile.

Because everything was as he expected.

And, he had a perfect start.

he.

Will be the final winner of this battle.