The Viscount was stunned after the cursed object was broken. It was the thing that his family relied on to intimidate the knights under his rule and resist the surrounding nobles. Why did he fall down here and look like he had no soul?

He was at a loss and stood up slowly. He didn't want to participate in any investigation or questioning. His family might be lost, so who cares about those things.

"You have ruined my family, and I am going to the archdiocese to sue you." The Viscount crawled to the ground, picked up the body and head of the doll and said in a confused voice. Then he did not answer the questions from the surrounding nobles and priests, but lowered his head and said

Walk back outside.

"It seems that he is not satisfied with this explanation." Alison looked at his poor back and decided to give him some warmth.

The little girl's match shot out in a straight line, and no one tried to stop it, even though they knew it was a means of harming others.

"Hoo~"

After the Viscount touched the match, he was directly hit by a fire of more than three meters. He transformed into a human-shaped torch and continued to walk forward. He didn't stop until he was almost fifty meters away, and screamed as if he just realized that he was caught.

, and then fell to the ground.

The priests and nobles just stared at him blankly, watching the matches fly back from his body, and watching the big refrigerator wrap him up.

"Ta da~ta da~"

Molosi led two secret workers with shovels and ran over the crowd. Then he smashed the ice with a shovel and carried the body to the roadside, and then started digging a hole on the spot.

"Hey!" Alison saw that the two men were about to bury someone due to occupational diseases, and she quickly shouted, "It's still useless if I extinguish him!"

The two people scratched their heads after hearing this, then looked at the hole on the ground and filled it up reluctantly, then dragged the dark Viscount and ran back.

"Sir, are you going to use him to make beef jerky?" Molossi came to Alison and asked. These words shocked the nobles and priests, and a chill suddenly rose up in their throats.

"I have told you so many times that the beef jerky was exchanged. We are a serious hotel." Alison frowned upon hearing this.

"Then you can eat it yourself?" Molosi asked again.

"I was absorbing it." Alison shook her head slightly, and then slapped Molossi, "What else are you thinking about? He is a noble, very rich."

"That"

"You can't feed the sheep either. Just use professionals to feed the sheep." Alison shook her head, "I will throw it away for use in the church later."

Hiss~ The nobles and priests all around took a breath of air-conditioning. This was simply too outrageous. They looked at the group of priests standing there, and saw that they seemed to be interested in the stone road in the town.

.

When Alison heard the noise, she turned to look at the nobles and priests, "Do you want to hit me?"

The nobles were shocked when they heard this, tightened their collars, shook their heads quickly, and leaned against the priest beside them.

The ancient evil spirits can be easily dealt with, but that is no longer something they and their group can handle.

"Why, I acted so evil just now." Alison looked at them in surprise.

"Compared to the legendary witch, it's better." The priest who had just pulled the viscount and clamored to deal with him said with a smile.

"Well, it's not easy to be so kind." His fellow priest nodded repeatedly.

"Go to the tavern?" A nobleman felt breathless on the street and wanted to go to the hotel for shelter.

"Speaking of which, I'm already hungry." Another noble showed a stiff smile, "Come with us?"

Wow~

A group of nobles entered the hotel under the watchful eye of Legmi, the weather vane at the door. The secret worker carrying the spade immediately put down the spade, took out his tie and put it on, then ran over to arrange seats for those people.

Upon seeing this, half of the priests from other places walked into the hotel, and the other half came to Milos.

"Let's go to see the church, and then go to the villages below." Bishop Miros looked at those who had gathered together, all of whom were on good terms with each other, and said to Alison, "The chief judge is here for us."

Be a guide."

"No problem." Alison maintained respect for the Milos team who were about to give her the ancient god materials, and led them walking on the street.

Although the pastors were apprehensive, they suppressed their uneasiness and followed.

Along the way, Alison introduced the situation of the town to Milos and the others, how big the population was, how many villages there were below, how many people were the remaining old believers, and how many people believed in everything.

"Hello, Master Alison."

"Okay, remember to keep your heart toward the light, and God will bless you."

"When will the people hanging at the door of Master Alison die? They are so scary."

"Oh, well, I guess there are no evil people to scare."

Alison looked at the little girl holding the dog and smiled and said, "Go and tell the waiters and ask them to put the people down. Except for Regmi, you can handle the rest by yourself."

"Thank you so much, Master Alison!" The little girl happily ran away after hearing this.

Alison responded to the greetings of the town residents all the way until she arrived at the town's church and when the priests began to visit the building with the skeleton still there, she picked up the bottle and took a sip of beer to quench her thirst, and then asked Mi

Ross,

"Your Majesty Bishop, who came up with the idea to let witches enter the church and become nuns? Apart from the fact that they are not afraid of being killed, do we still need the faith of the church?"

"Uh, this. They are following our example." Milos touched his nose after hearing this.

"This can't be done. The nobles all know about this, and the church will be ruined. I think I have to silence it." Alison said seriously.

Milos fell silent upon hearing this.

The priests who had initially had a slight change in their feelings towards Alison on the road, after hearing her words, also kept repenting in their hearts. They had to be very stupid to believe that these witches who believed in the devil were kind.

"Some church pastors do not have a high status among the territorial nobility, so they cannot stop some ridiculous things, not to mention the precedent I have here."

Milos sighed after hearing this, "They are just afraid that the church will be too powerful to oppress them, so they want to install their own people. And witches, who have a very low status and need protection, are pushed out because they are easy to control."

"Yeah." Alison nodded after hearing this, and then looked at Milos, "But I was talking about the silence."

"I know." Milos looked at Alison, "You know if I didn't have so many Templars, I wouldn't be able to suppress Rachid. And with so many Templars in Thorn Flower, I might be the only one. As for the others

Pastor, if you kill these nobles, will their local churches still exist?"

"This will be very detrimental to my future development, and the church will have a credit crisis." Milos looked at Alison, "I know you need nobles, but please don't do it when the pastor is with them. You can go to their

Kill them in the territory, Earl Ratched may come to you recently, and that time will be enough for you to save the amount you need."

"Okay, I understand." Alison nodded, and then looked at Milos, "It's not a problem for witches to be nuns in the church. Even if they are battle nuns, I think they need an independent institution to stay without any contact with them.

Believers come into contact, like here."

"I think the priests will be extremely happy, and the nobles will also agree that this is the best result." Milos raised the corners of his mouth. This is the best solution to peel off the unfavorable rumors, and the nobles have placed someone in place.

"Very good." Alison was also very happy after hearing this. Her heretical judge was no longer a mere commander.

Seeing that there was almost nothing to talk about, Milos said, "We will go to the village to have a look later. Miss Alison, please go and do your own business."

"Farewell!" Alison waved her hand. The nobles on this trip could not be killed. The witches were all hers. The promised vacuole materials were also put on the agenda. They really had nothing to say.
Chapter completed!