The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

In a certain room on the upper floor of the Dawn Chapel, the walker Hobbs looked thoughtfully at the scene below.

"Master, if we do this, we will completely erase all the achievements of that demon hunter named Sigmund. I am afraid that his captain, Marek, will not agree..."

"That's not important." A voice interrupted the walker.

The person who spoke was an old man with sharp eyes and a thin face. He looked about 50 years old, his hair was half white, and his eyes were bright and scary, making people afraid to look at him.

The sixth-order silver soul messenger, Igor Green.

"A third-level demon hunter." A trace of contempt flashed in the old man's eyes, "Even if he is a fifth-level demon hunter, he doesn't have any weight in my eyes."

"But that young man has helped us a lot after all. Without his reminder, we would never have found the trace of the blasphemer, and Marek, who deprived Bellegarde of the Star Gate's ability at a critical moment .”

Although the positions of the two sides are different, Hobbs must admit that Marek and the others have a lot of credit for this matter.

"You don't think it's necessary?" The old man smiled and glanced at Hobbs.

The latter felt his whole body tense and couldn't help lowering his head.

"That's because you're not standing high enough, and you can't see far enough." Gintama envoy Igor Green stood up and looked down at everything that happened in the chapel.

Under Eric's guidance, the city councilors and nobles who suffered from loss panic in the cross street explosion gradually turned the topic in another direction.

Who is that young man who did bad things with good intentions?

Who is that young man?

Who is the young man who caused this disaster?

The accumulation of negative emotions needs to be vented, and they need a scapegoat.

And the Oracle Church obviously doesn't want to take on all of this.

"This is not an ordinary extraordinary event. The subsequent impact of this event is far beyond your imagination." Gintama envoy Igor Green continued.

Eric did a good job. I have read the investigation report he submitted. That Sigmund found the traces of Bellegarde, and we made preparations.

By accident, the young man was killed, Marek deprived Bellegarde of his abilities, and you and Eric arrived in time.

In the most critical places, Eric made changes.

We resolved the disaster, crippled Bellegarde, and drove him away.

"Is that so?" The old man looked at Hobbs.

"Although some revisions have been made, Marek probably won't object." Hobbs said, he had heard of Marek, that reckless guy hates trouble, at most he would talk in private, Will not hold on to this question.

"Have you ever thought about another thing?" The Gintama envoy suddenly said, "The whole incident was caused by the blasphemer Bellegarde, which is a stain on the church."

Although we solved the problem in the end, believe me, if those city councilors and nobles knew the truth, they would not appreciate us.

Because of our loss of control, because of our incompetence, and even because we exist in this city, we have attracted the revenge of the blasphemers!

The old man's eyes became sharper, "Have you considered the consequences?"

"Have you considered the reaction of politicians and nobles in other cities after they know the news?"

Hearing what Hobbs suddenly realized, he took a deep breath, "As long as Bellegarde doesn't die, those people have reason to panic, fearing that their city will become the next target."

"And until now we have not figured out the true purpose of Bellegarde." He had already begun to understand what the old man meant.

"Understood?" Igor Green's face was serious, "So in this incident, just doing what Eric said is not enough, not enough!"

"We have to maintain a strong image at all times, so that the politicians and the nobles have confidence in us. If we can't make mistakes, it can only be someone else."

"Like that insignificant demon hunter."

Igor Green concludes by saying:

In the new story, he is a reckless young man with a passionate spirit. Young man, he wants to prove himself eagerly, so he will do some deviant and disobedient things.

We found the trail of the blasphemer, and planned everything, as long as we lead him out of the city, a disaster will be avoided.

But this reckless young man, because he wanted to prove that he had exposed his whereabouts, aroused Bellegarde's idea, and then the battle broke out, and Bellegarde, whose whereabouts were exposed, launched a crazy revenge on the city.

In this process, the heroic captain of the demon hunter made up for his mistakes and made great contributions, but our plan was disrupted and we had to rush to fight.

But in the end it was successful... Killing the Blasphemer!

"Killed the blasphemer? But Bellegarde obviously didn't..." Hobbs the Rambler looked puzzled.

"The connection between the starry sky tree and the void was severed, and his body was crushed. Bellegarde in that state is no different from dead. I know that he may be able to recover from his injuries through other methods and make a comeback."

But that doesn't matter.

At least in this extraordinary event, evil must be punished, and our enemies must die.

As for next time?

There will always be new evils to solve, and isn't that what we are for?

Those politicians and nobles can accept one new powerful evil after another, but they cannot accept an enemy that cannot be killed and is always hidden in the shadows.

Seeing that the situation in the chapel was developing in the direction he imagined, Igor Green showed a satisfied smile on his face and clenched his fist slightly, as if everything was under control.

"Our control over Liam City has been weakened to the limit. This has never happened since the Church entered the Kingdom of Elam, so this is not a partial incident. We must give people a strong, unshakable impression."

Igor Green continued with his back to Hobbs.

"We are invincible and it's worth doing anything to maintain that image."

If the failure here is magnified and the blame falls on us, politicians and nobles who have nowhere to vent may drive us out of the city altogether.

Where there is the first there is the second.

Igor Green turned around, and his expression became very serious at this time.

"Don't forget that the 20-year peace treaty signed between the Church and the Kingdom of Elam has not much time left, so what about the next time? Many people should make a choice."

"At this critical moment, nothing can go wrong. Is it to peacefully engulf the kingdom, or..."

Igor Green spread his hands.

"What about a war?"

"Remember, if God's right hand is merciful, then the left hand is terrible."

"Everything is necessary for the Church!"

A silver light flashed in his eyes, and Igor Green looked in a certain direction and smiled slightly.

"Here they come."