Chapter 188 No scruples
The fire in the church attracted the attention of most people in the city. Even the Crusaders who originally took on part of the work of the city guard were all attracted to the church. The work of extinguishing the fire and rescuing survivors will not be completed in a short time, and will involve most of the labor force in the city.

Although the only three survivors of this incident are not under the ruins, they are now hiding in the corners of the city to avoid the pursuers.

In this way, no one will pay attention to the presence of a bunch of outsiders in the city.

The team left behind by the high priest was divided into groups of two, and they searched the city for the three escaped survivors.

No, now they only need to search for two survivors.

"What's wrong, where's Lillian?"

In the alley, a frightened boy ran in. He was about ten years old and was wearing only one piece of clothing. The girl in front of him was about the same age as him and was also wearing only one thin piece of clothing.

"Lillian, she, she's dead."

The young man was panting. It seemed that he had run quite a distance. The sweat on his body evaporated into wisps of white smoke, which dissipated in the air.

The girl walked past him and came to the alley. She glanced outside and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that those strange priests were not chasing her.

"Let's not talk about it for now, let's change places first."

The two men took a step forward and walked deeper into the alleys. These alleys connected various corners of the city. They could hide in any corner of the city through these alleys.

"What happened? Didn't you go find the Skitarii?"

The girl turned a corner without stopping, and turned her head to look at the boy next to her and asked.

"Most of the Crusaders on duty went to the church. We only found one small team."

The boy staggered a little. His strength had been used up in the previous desperate run, and now the little remaining strength could not support him to continue running. The girl also slowed down her pace and supported the boy.

"To be on the safe side, Lillian will go find the Skitarii alone, and I will stay where I am. This way, if anything unexpected happens, someone will be able to come back."

The girl frowned.

"So, something unexpected happened, and those Skitarii were also in the same group as the attackers?"

During the night attack, although the girl did not see the attackers' faces clearly in the dark, the emblems of the church on their bodies were very eye-catching, and the divine aura flashing on them showed that they were members of the Cult of the Sun.

The girl had heard rumors about the underground church, so naturally, she placed her suspicion on the underground church. After all, according to the church's scriptures, killing believers who also believed in the Sun God was the most serious crime. A traditional Sun God believer would not violate the scriptures.

The rumored underground church does not seem to be so obedient to the holy scriptures, and priests have been killed before. Judging from the surrounding rumors, it was probably the underground church that was responsible.

Because of this, the girl now does not dare to trust those crusader soldiers 100%. What if they are members of the underground church? Asking them for help would undoubtedly be a trap.

"No, that's not it. After confirming our identities, the Skitarii team prepared to contact their superiors to mobilize more troops."

The young man trembled, as if he thought of something bad.

"Then, they showed up. In broad daylight, they easily wiped out the Skitarii team and captured Lillian."

The girl slowed down her pace, she was thinking.

"They just did it in public?"

Judging from what happened last night, they didn't seem to want their whereabouts to be known to the public, but now they attacked the Skitarii in public. Perhaps they wanted to eliminate everyone who knew what happened in the church that night.

"By the way, we can't see anything related to the Sun God on them now."

The boy added, and the girl was silent for a moment. It seemed that they did not want to expose their relationship with the church, but other than that, they had no other scruples. "Fortunately, I did not blindly go to ordinary people around and tell them what happened in the church."

Now it seems that if she had chosen to find those citizens around, it would only create more victims.

"No matter what, we have to leave this city first."

"Now?"

The girl looked around. The alleys in the city were a little dark, with only a few scattered sunlight being refracted between the buildings and falling into the alleys.

"They wouldn't think that we would just leave the city. After all, it's not easy for kids like us to cross the wilderness outside the city. And it doesn't look like we have anywhere to go."

Both of them were orphans adopted by the church, and they had nothing to rely on except the church.

"So, where are we going?"

The boy seemed a little flustered. He had spent most of his life in this city, and he couldn't imagine what the future would be like if he left this city.

"The gods will show us the way."

The sun slowly moved above the alley, and sunlight was finally able to shine into the alley without obstruction.

"Yes, you are the favorite of God."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief. To a child like him who believed in the sun god, the god was an omnipotent being.

That night, it was this girl who heard the warning from somewhere and woke him and Lillian up, so that they were able to escape from the church. Under the protection of God, they should be fine.

The girl was not as optimistic as he was.

As an individual favored by God, she can communicate with God without a complete ceremony, but in recent times, God's words have become more and more vague. Many times, she can only guess God's meaning from those unclear syllables.

She didn't know whether she could avoid the pursuers by relying on those vague instructions.

"Let's go."

But in front of her companions, she had to appear confident.

"We have successfully captured the survivor named Lillian. We need instructions on how to deal with this survivor."

The high priest on the carriage was reading the letter in his hand. Not far in front of him was the high priest Carol.

The carrier pigeon quietly pecked at a kernel of corn on the high priest's shoulder, and occasionally raised its head to glance at Carol not far away.

"What do you think I should do with Lillian?"

Carol remained silent, as he had been since the carriage left the city.

"Forget it, it's boring."

The high priest shrugged, took out a piece of letter paper, wrote his order on it, and tied it to the pigeon's foot.

"Unfortunately, in order to avoid being investigated for any traces related to the church, they cannot contact me through prayer. Otherwise, I really want you to hear Lillian's voice."

The window of the carriage was opened, and the evil creature flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

(End of this chapter)