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Chapter 214: Chapter 141: For the Glory of the Immortal Church

Something felt wrong. Baron forced his eyes open.

He saw a large contingent of men and horses surrounding him and Carmen. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

From their uniforms, they were men from the Fude City Guard Post. Their leader, mounted on a tall horse, wore a haughty expression—it was none other than the Guard Commander.

’What’s he doing here?’

The question echoed in Baron’s mind. Then, he felt a tug from behind.

He looked up and saw the Fude City gate.

It turned out that after all that time getting tangled with the Undead Knight in the dense forest, they had ended up right back at Fude City!

Before Baron could react, the Guard Commander waved his hand, and the guards surrounding him and Carmen drew their swords.

Baron suddenly realized that he and Carmen were still wearing the robes of the Immortal Church. To avoid being recognized by Wizard Fei, Baron had copied Carmen and pulled up his hood.

So now, to any observer, the two of them looked exactly like a pair of Undead Cultists!

Moreover, Baron had grabbed this Yellow Robe on his way out of the Underground Altar. In the eyes of the guards, he must look like a "big fish"—a high-ranking Cultist.

That explained the fanatical gleam in their eyes.

After all, he was a living, breathing performance bonus!

But only Baron knew this was all a huge misunderstanding.

He scrambled to take off the robe and explain the misunderstanding to the Commander.

But just as he undid a single button, the Commander gave an order. The guards who had drawn their swords then killed the other guards.

Literally killed them.

The other half of the guards didn’t even have time to react, watching in horror as their former comrades used the swords they’d often sparred with to slit their throats.

Blood pooled on the ground.

Baron’s eyes widened in horror, his expression under the hood threatening to crumble.

He was clearly stunned by this sudden development.

The Guard Commander rode up to him and asked directly, "How is the Church? Did Ferdinand Gang Leader succeed in his ascension? My men were sent to stop Gillian beforehand, but in the end, they still couldn’t hold her back..."

The Commander’s gaze fell on Baron and Carmen, who was behind him. He frowned. "Or are you two the only survivors from the Church?"

Baron froze. Only one thought crossed his mind.

’Goddamn it. That son of a bitch Ferdinand really did lie to me.’

’I knew it! How could Lewis, that steam engine fanatic, get mixed up with a biological experimentation religion like the Immortal Church? Physics and biology generally don’t mix.’

Baron quickly snapped out of his daze. He glanced at the guards who were still "purging" the last of the resistance, weighed his options, and said:

"Ferdinand Gang Leader has almost completely absorbed the Magic Potion..."

"Completely absorbed? Then why isn’t he here to see me? As we agreed, once he successfully advances to the Silver Tier, he’s supposed to..." The Commander trailed off.

His expression darkened. His gaze lingered on Baron and the hooded Carmen behind him. He frowned. "I don’t believe I’ve seen you at the Church before. Take off your hood and let me see your face."

’If I do that, I’m done for. Never mind their numbers, my body is completely drained after using [Burning Blood].’

’And the Witch is in even worse shape. Her Spiritual Power is likely exhausted from empowering the Red Rabbit Magic Card. If a fight breaks out, she’d only be able to die alongside me.’

Thinking fast, Baron said, "Lord Ferdinand succeeded in advancing to Pseudo-Silver, but on the way, he was ambushed by a squad of Palmer Witch Riders... They hunted him down in the forest..."

"The Palmer Witch Riders!"

’So that’s what they were doing, leaving the city with the City Lord’s Token... Damn it. Lewis played me.’

The Commander’s long eyebrows twitched, and he nearly lost his composure just as Baron had. "Where are they?"

Baron casually pointed in the direction from which the Undead Knight had chased him. "That way."

The Commander acted decisively, sending a few of his men to scout ahead. But just as he was about to follow, he abruptly reined in his horse, and with a movement too fast to follow, drew his sword and flicked off Baron’s hood.

He frowned. "It’s you, Adelie."

"Why are you wearing a Low Tier Yellow Robe?"

Baron, who had taken a gamble by using the Chain of the Imitator ahead of time, said nothing and simply offered a placating smile. freēwēbnovel.com

’Looks like the gamble paid off,’ Baron thought. ’The Goddess of Fortune is on my side.’

’Praise the Goddess—even if a Red Dragon Knight like me has long been abandoned by Destiny.’

The Commander then ordered Baron to lead the way, preparing to head deeper into the dense forest.

Just then, another group of people on horseback emerged from the woods.

It was Gillian and her party.

Gillian’s party had clearly noticed the Guard Commander’s large contingent and were about to hail them.

Baron grew anxious, but there was no way for him to warn them.

But at that very moment, yet another group emerged from the other side of the forest, clad in black and riding black horses.

It was the very group Baron had seen the other day—the Palmer Witch Riders the Witch had spoken of.

The three groups faced off, each eyeing the others with suspicion and uncertainty.

’Fuck you, Goddess of Fortune. You’re a total fraud.’

Facing this new predicament, Baron acted decisively. He pointed at Wizard Fei and shouted, "Sir, he’s the one who captured Ferdinand!"

Before the Commander could react, Baron secretly singed his horse’s rear with Dragon Flame, causing it to bolt straight toward Wizard Fei’s party.

The tense atmosphere that had just frozen the clearing was instantly shattered as all eyes turned to the Commander and his charging horse.

Wizard Fei, leader of the Palmer Witch Riders, clearly hadn’t anticipated this turn of events, but he still ordered his men to draw their Magic Staffs and form a defensive line.

While the guards were still gawking in astonishment, the "big shot" from the Immortal Church scowled at them. "What are you looking at? Charge with your commander!"

Then, his Golden Dragon Eye flashed from beneath his hood. A chill ran through the guards as his gaze swept over them. Before they could even process it, their own mounts shrieked as if startled and charged forward.

Wizard Fei’s long eyebrows knitted together. He already had several Magic Cards in hand, cards powerful enough to level the entire forest if he wasn’t careful.

"For the glory of the Immortal Church!"

Baron shouted in a hoarse voice, but at the same time, he reined in his skittish Red Hare and began quietly sidling toward Gillian’s party, who were watching the bizarre scene unfold with bewildered expressions.

"Don’t move!"

By the time Andre had a Long Saber pressed against his neck, Baron had already whipped off his hood, releasing the Chain of the Imitator to reveal his true face.

By then, the battle on the field was already over.

One had to admit, the Palmer Witch Riders truly deserved their reputation as Knights praised by Emperor Prole.

The Immortal Cultists from the Guard Post had been completely wiped out. Only the Commander remained, held aloft in mid-air by an ostentatious display of Wizard Fei’s Spiritual Power.

Wizard Fei looked at the Commander and frowned. "Why did you attack us?"

The Commander stammered, as if trying to explain, "It wasn’t..."

But before he could finish, his head exploded from a gunshot, brains splattering across the ground like a smashed watermelon.

Wizard Fei’s head snapped toward Gillian’s group—the shot had come from one of her people.

But there were too many of them to tell who it was... ’Wait, I think I’ve seen that person somewhere...’

His gaze slowly settled on a travel-worn Feinan Person with black hair and black eyes.

He narrowed his eyes. If he wasn’t mistaken, this was the Demon Hunter he had seen on the street the other day—the one whose fortune he couldn’t read.

His gaze fell to his Compass. He hadn’t noticed before, but now the needle on its flashing dial was vibrating violently.

’The Witch is here!’

A jolt went through Wizard Fei. He instinctively moved to have his Palmer Witch Riders intercept Gillian’s party.

But at that very moment, horns suddenly blared from the nearby city gate and the surrounding area.

Squad after squad of soldiers marched out from all directions. It was the Fude City army.

The leading officer, who had apparently received a report, glanced at the imposing figure of Gillian, then at Wizard Fei standing amid a field of corpses—all of them from the Guard Post. He had clearly already made up his mind.

With a wave of his hand, his men surged forward, surrounding Wizard Fei and his Palmer Witch Riders.

On one side was Gillian’s army, which answered only to the city council and the City Lord.

On the other side were the Palmer Witch Riders from the Wizard Country, said to be able to take on ten men at once, who had just effortlessly dispatched the Guard Post’s men.

It was anyone’s guess who would be escorting whom to prison.

Not far away, standing shoulder to shoulder with Gillian, Baron secretly gave himself a thumbs-up for his improvisation and quick thinking.

He also went back to praising the Goddess of Fortune. After all, who could have guessed that the Guard Commander, a high-ranking member of the Immortal Church, wasn’t actually one of the Undead?

When he took the shot, Baron had been prepared for the worst. If the Commander had been one of the Undead, all he could have done was wish Carmen luck against her fiancé.

Facing her Silver Tier fiancé, Baron felt that while he couldn’t say he had *zero* chance of winning, having any chance at all was also impossible.

Wizard Fei looked at the army before him, then at the corpse at his feet—killed by an unknown assailant. The truth was, all the guards led by the Commander had merely been put into a deep slumber by him and the Palmer Witch Riders using Sleeping Magic Cards.

After a moment of silence, he ordered the Palmer Witch Riders to lay down their arms and cooperate with the investigation.