A Hospital in Another World?-Chapter 146

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"What? Menewa is dead? Four dead, two injured in the pursuit team?!"

Bishop Hoke in the red robe was shocked and angry. His thin face turned from blue to white, then white to blue again. On his sharp, bald head, it seemed like steam was about to burst out

Hoke couldn't help but be astonished and furious. Although he led a massive army, it didn't mean he could command all ten thousand of them freely. In fact, among these ten thousand troops, there were several factions with different backgrounds and motives:

The Holy Knights of the Holy See, the Black Cavaliers of the Tribunal, the armies of the Galorin Kingdom and the Rhine Kingdom, the private armies of local lords along the way...

Each had their own thoughts, each had their own backers.

The royal army always aimed to preserve its strength;

Among the local lords, there were always a few young men orbiting around the Radiant Lady;

The ascetic monks paid no attention to anything but the glory of God;

The Tribunal would occasionally grab someone and execute them...

As the commander of this army, he could handle the army according to the strategy predetermined by the Holy See, but dealing with things that were not particularly publiclike capturing some heretics to execute, searching for the heretics who sank the ship and blocked the river, saving his face as the commander...

For him, the Menewa team was a rare and highly effective weapon.

Moreover, Gordon Menewa himself was a 9th-level knight, just one step away from becoming a grand knight. If he couldn't retrieve the situation, it would be like getting slapped in the face.

"The dignity of the Radiant Lord cannot be profaned! Whoever harms the Holy Knights of the Holy See must pay with blood!" In just a moment, Hoke made up his mind, stood up with dignity, and his red robe fluttered:

"Master Talanto, please come over! Knight Faelmor, please come over! AndDeputy Referee Lusen, please come over!"

Master Talanto was the first to arrive. He was the one who prayed in the sky last night. In the cold weather, he still had bare feet, wearing a rough linen white robe with no hem and a thorny crown on his head. Lowering his head, he twirled a string of wooden beads, seemingly indifferent to everything.

Only when he saw the charred body of Gordon Menewa did he stop twirling the beads for a moment, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes:

"Heretic?!"

"Brother Menewa was indeed killed by heretics." Bishop Hoke, in the red robe, bowed respectfully. "Master, please discern what kind of evil magic he died under."

Master Talanto lowered his head to look. A knight attendant who had escaped was standing beside him, muttering continuously, describing the tragic situation of the captain. Master Talanto seemed oblivious, focusing on the examination, even reaching down to touch the twisted edge of the armor.

Soon, the sound of armor clanking echoed as Knight Faelmor and Deputy Referee Lusen arrived together. Knight Faelmor, entering the room, immediately said:

"What are you still looking at? Isn't it an evil mage! Knights shouldn't bother with these thingsland the army, charge in, and flatten them all! By the way, when will the waterway be open?"

"I think it needs to be investigated," Deputy Referee Lusen retorted in a cold and harsh tone. His expression was stoic, and his eyes moved slower than others, making the room feel a few degrees colder:

"I've asked the returning team. There were worshippers of the evil god inside, disturbing the dead, and an evil mage. These are evildoers who profane the radiance of our god. I suggest collecting information about them and adding them to the wanted list of the Tribunal."

"This is your duty." Bishop Hoke, in the red robe, nodded in agreement. Deputy Referee Lusen nodded slightly, and Knight Faelmor snorted coldly and turned his head. Master Talanto, who had been staring at the body as if no one else was present, suddenly spoke:

"Dragon's Breath."

"Dragon's Breath?" the other three exclaimed simultaneously. Master Talanto nodded affirmatively:

"Yes. Brother Menewa was a 9th-level knight with strong physical strength. Within 30 feet, a conical flame burned him into this state in an instant... It can only be Dragon's Breath; it can't be anything else." Seeing that no one responded, he continued to explain:

"Dragon's Breath is a 4th-level spell, which means the opponent is a mage of level 7 or above..."

"Don't you need dragon scales for that?"

Interrupted by Deputy Referee Lusen. In his stiff eyes, a sudden hint of heat flashed, as if a quiet corpse had suddenly turned into a flesh-eating zombie:

"They obtained dragon scales?!"

Bishop Hoke, in the red robe, quickly glanced at him and then turned his head as if he hadn't seen it. Master Talanto, seemingly oblivious, continued leisurely:

"The evildoers who play with magic have a long history, often making deals with demons. Some evil dragons' scales are not uncommon."

"Evil mages must be purified!" Bishop Hoke, in the red robe, declared with solemnity. He looked around at the three, saying proudly:

"Masters, please dispatch your forces to uphold the dignity and glory of our god!"

"The radiance of our god should not shine on just one person." Master Talanto said indifferently. He glanced at the charred body on the ground, crossed the threshold, and left. His bare feet, kicking on the wooden deck, made a crisp sound, reminiscent of the collision of dry wood.

"I need to inspect the training of the knights." Knight Faelmor also took his leave. Jokingly, Menewa wasn't a member of the knight order, so why would he send people here! The honor of the Temple Knights was on the battlefield, returning ashore, forming a formation, charging, and flattening the army of heretics, occupying their territorythat was what the knights should do! Hunting, capturing, wanted lists, and seizingleave them to the Tribunal to handle!

Bishop Hoke politely saw them off and then looked expectantly at Deputy Referee Lusen. Sure enough, this senior executioner of the Tribunal, straightening his cloak, said chillingly:

"Purifying heretics is the duty of the Tribunal. Brother Menewa's unfinished business will be taken over by the Black Cavaliers of the Tribunal!"

"Thank you, Referee!" Hoke rejoiced. He personally escorted Lusen out, and halfway through, the deputy referee suddenly turned and pressed one hand on the golden compass on the shelf against the wall:

"..."

Hoke instinctively felt a bit uneasy.

Deputy Referee Lusen stared at him steadily, his eyeballs not turning for a long time, reflecting the figure of Bishop Hoke in the reddened pupils.

Facing each other alone, Lusen's voice became colder, as if a vocal cord had been buried in the soil for twenty years and was unearthed without being oiled:

"Exorcism Compass. Give it to

me... I want to use it to detect evil fluctuations and find those heretics."

... This is my private thing! It was hard to kill a wizard and snatch it! The bishop's heart twitched. However, in the face of Deputy Referee Lusen's icy gaze and considering the consequences of enmity and losing face, he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth:

"You can borrow it for three days... 7th-level or higher mages should be easy to find."

"Thirty days!"

"Three days are enough, right?"

"Two months!" f𝐫𝗲eweb𝗻o𝐯el.𝚌o𝗺

"Alright, thirty days then!" Damn, this compass is what I use to hunt mages after landing! This is like splitting it in half!

Lusen nodded silently, took the compass, and left. He returned to his own ship, activated the compass after twenty squads of Tribunal Black Cavaliers landed to search, and looked closely when he reached the place where Gordon died...

"7th-level mage... none.

6th-level... none.

5th-level... still none.

4th-level... they've run twenty miles away! Cowardly devil! Chase after them!"

Hooves thundered, and they rolled away.

Garrett and others huddled in the mountain hollow:... Who are they chasing? Us? Did they go in the wrong direction?

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