Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 427 Keep a low profile! Keep a low profile! 4k+
"The guys in the Holy See are all believers of a false god! If you don't believe me, let's go in and take a look! Let's see how much wealth they have amassed in the name of the false god!"

"You evil fellows! How long do you think you can hide? You have misinterpreted the teachings! You have done so many unscrupulous things! You can't just cover up the truth!
Today, we will expose the hypocrisy of the Holy See!"

"The Saint has been deceived! Our Lady's compassionate will should not be interpreted in this way. Please let Our Lady teach her the truth about universal love again and spread the gospel again!"

Outside the front courtyard gate of the Holy See, highly inflammatory shouts were heard one after another, mixed with occasional "bangs" of gunfire. The battle for the Holy See had already begun.

Although Xiaohu stopped Sigma from opening the door to welcome the thieves, he did not stop him from launching the flare.

Therefore, at this time, the gate of the Holy See was crowded with premeditated thugs, all of whom had weapons in their hands, and their numbers were gradually increasing.

So, have these people received the blessing of the Virgin Mary?
No, on the contrary, only a few leaders received the blessing, and the other thugs were irrelevant people.

The Holy See has been the spiritual leader of Vitalia and even the Western Continent for nearly a thousand years. It is no longer just a religious group. In Vitalia, the Holy See represents a complex community of interests.

There are monks, secular nobles, and related ordinary people.

Since some people profit within the framework, naturally some people are kicked out. These people have every motivation to plot against the Holy See, break the existing framework, and gain benefits for themselves.

It didn't take much effort to convince this group of people, and the one who contacted them was none other than one of the bishops of the Holy See, so both the risk and the benefit were quite worthwhile.

At this time, those attacking the city outside the gate included dock gangs, emerging nobles, frustrated secular relatives, and folk groups that were identified as heretics by the Saint. In short, all together there were as many as a thousand people.

"Haverson, if nothing works, we can just retreat and use the terrain inside the Holy See to deal with them."

"No, His Excellency Saint Barlan is still on the platform fighting the heretics. How can we let the thugs in and influence the saint?"

"Brother, what a brain you have... Saint Baran is the patron saint of the Saint. When he was blessed, he possessed some of the Saint's great power and was immortal. These thugs pose no threat to Saint Baran."

"No! It was Saint Baraan who told us to stay here. The saint's arrangement is the oracle!"

At this time, the little genius brother stood at the door holding the holy spear and fought bravely. Although he was injured, he still did not retreat. Even his sister Roselis could not persuade him.

The Saint explained clearly to Liu Yonglu in the dreamland that a war of faith must break out before each restart of the ring, and the mortals blessed by the Virgin Mary will definitely overthrow the Saint's rule under the instructions of the preachers on earth.

So this time Liu Yonglu made preparations in many aspects. Xiaohu was an insurance policy, and judges such as Haversson and Jacob were another insurance policy.

But Liu Yonglu missed one thing: the big door in front of the Holy See... it's useless!

Although the Holy See was formerly a military fortress, it has been a holy place of pilgrimage for the Saints of the Western Continent for the next hundred years.

It is called a gate, but it serves more of an aesthetic purpose. After all, who would have nothing better to do than to attack the Holy See?

The two gates were quite high, with three or four meters of gilded railings, but there was no earth or rocks in between, so not only could bullets from guns and guns be easily fired into the gates, but even cold weapons could pass through the gaps to attack the Inquisitor inside the gates.

Fortunately, every year during Candlemas Day, the clergy in the Holy See will prepare a stage performance to recreate the scene when the saint led the saints in the holy war thousands of years ago.

During the float performance, clergymen will push heavy wooden shields in front. These shields are about six inches thick, more than one person tall, and made of hard oak.

The people could not move, and they had to rely on the wheels underneath to push them forward. Jacob and his men were also smart. At the critical moment, they pushed the wooden shields over to block the door, removed all the wheels, and sunk the large shields into the ground under their feet.

So the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.

The thugs outside the gate were a little panicked because they didn't expect their companions to not open the door for them as originally planned.

Although the individual combat capabilities of the Inquisitors of the Tribunal far exceeded those of ordinary people, their numbers were too small and they were unable to reverse the situation of the war for the time being.

But as time went on... the inquisitors behind the shields felt that the situation outside the door was becoming increasingly chaotic.

Today is Candlemas Day, and many ordinary citizens will go up to the holy mountain to attend mass and pray. However, as soon as they reach the foot of the mountain, they hear shouts and gunshots from above.

Some people were frightened and hurried back home, while others, for some unknown reason, still had the courage to continue walking towards the top of the mountain.

The local police station in Piedmont arrived late, and a second round of fierce fighting broke out between the two sides outside the Holy See. Under attack from both sides, the thugs' attacks became more and more fierce, and it seemed that the gate of the Holy See could not be defended!

"The mercy of the Saint shines brightly on the earth. Blind believers, look at the blood beneath your feet and listen to the cries of the innocent! Under the Holy Spear, don't even think about taking another step forward!"

The wooden shield in front of him had been shattered. Haversn stepped on the broken pieces of the shield and continued to fight with the thugs in front of him with the holy spear in his hand!
At this time, the dark clouds that had been covering the sky above the Holy Throne since morning began to gradually dissipate, and a ray of sunlight shone on Haversian. The holy light coated the blood of the little genius with a layer of gold, making it look even more holy!

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, two bullet holes appeared on the foreheads of the two leading thugs! Someone shot them from behind. Haverson breathed a sigh of relief and looked in the direction of the reinforcements.

I saw three black carriages driving towards the gate. The shooter was not wearing the Victoria Police Department uniform. He was only wearing a light-colored windbreaker and a top hat, dressed like a tourist.

"Mr. Haverson!"

The carriage window opened and someone waved to the little genius brother. Haverson and Roselis looked closely at the man in the carriage. He had black hair, was thin, and had two small black mustaches on his lips.

"Mr. Nicholas, the scoundrel!"

This guy knows me! Haverson waved his hand.

"Ahem... we can't guard the gate for long. I see some thugs have climbed in from the side wall using a ladder!
Fortunately, there are many people who support the Saint's Faction, and their number is increasing!"

Nicholas was not trying to fool Haversson. When he rushed from the foot of the mountain to the gate, he indeed saw many supporters of the Saint's faction fighting with the Sahagun thugs.

Nicholas couldn't figure out the specific reason.

The direct benefit of this change was that it became easier for him to climb the mountain, especially since the three carriages were occupied by elite guards assigned to him by the Moses Sad royal family. While the Sahagun faction had not reacted, Nicholas and his party rushed up the mountain.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw the little genius brother on the high ground. He had seen this man before! Captain Ricky's follower! They had met each other many times before in New Newland.

"Mr. Nicholas, should we ask the Inquisitor to notify the Archbishop to come and greet you?"

After firing the shot, the captain of the guard turned around and asked Nicholas.

"Oh, no, no, what did I tell you? We're coming to Victoria this time, so let's keep a low profile!"

So why did Nicholas suddenly appear at this time?

A month ago, he and Liu Yonglu split up after getting off the ship at the port and agreed to meet at the Holy See on Candlemas Day.

Nicholas was taking his son to see a doctor, and the two of them were also traveling to make up for the past rift. Of course, this was all Nicholas's wishful thinking. Alva had become a vegetable at this time, and could only stare blankly all day, with little reaction to external stimuli.

In fact, Alva's consciousness has always remained in his body, but it is too weak. The faint flame of his soul is like squatting at the bottom of a dry well, looking up at everything outside, but unable to make any response.

After Nicholas landed in Victoria, he instructed the Royal Guards not to make too much noise about his visit to Victoria. After the Continental Expo, although he was considered the most outstanding inventor in the Western Continent, he could not put on airs. What if he angered the Holy See in Victoria and they refused to treat his child?
But after visiting several cities, the captain of the guard who was in charge of Nicholas' safety felt something was wrong. Although they said they would not make it public, the Mosesad officials had at least informed the Vitalia royal family, and whenever they arrived at a place, the Vitalia royal family would send someone to receive them.

It’s just that…the people who came to receive us were not of very high standard, which might be fine once or twice, but from beginning to end it was a bunch of new aristocrats and factory owners who came out to support the occasion, which was totally inappropriate.

As for Nicholas's visit this time, it was not an official state visit, and the Victorians were too negligent in their etiquette.

Later I inquired and found out that the whole of Victoria is now welcoming the saint's procession, and the saint was parading in Lombardy a few days ago.

Oh, I see. I wonder if Mr. Richie and the others have gone to join in the fun. Nicholas is still wondering about it.

At this moment, Nicholas received another call from Chief Norman. The two sides exchanged a few pleasantries, and then the chief inexplicably asked about Captain Ricky.

"Mr. Nicola, is Ricky Baldwin with you?"

“Mr. Richie… No, we went our separate ways after the ship docked, but we agreed to meet again in a few days.

Excuse me...how is Mr. Rich? Is there something wrong?"

Ricky saved his life and Alva's life. Nicholas still cares about this great benefactor.

"Oh, he's fine. Of course the boy is fine for the sake of the Saint."

The chief elder on the other end of the phone said something sarcastic before admonishing:
"Mr. Nicholas, um..."

The director thought about it and decided not to tell Nicholas that Ricky was Saint Barlan. Nicholas was Prince Andrew's best friend. If Ricky messed up, Prince Andrew would come after him. He should pretend he didn't know.

"Our investigation department just can't get in touch with Ricky, if you see him ask him to call headquarters back.

If you don't find him and you learn some important news, please let us know as soon as possible so we can find a solution."

Chief Norman had thought it through very carefully. If Ricky had been thrown into prison by the Archbishop or the Inquisition, he could still think of a way to contact the Victorian royal family through diplomatic channels to rescue him!

"Oh, oh, I understand. Don't worry, I will tell Mr. Richie."

Nicholas went up the mountain because he was entrusted with a task. If it was someone else's business, he would definitely not care about it. What if Victoria was in chaos and Alva was injured again?

But today is Mr. Richie's business, and I have to meet with him no matter what and convey General Norman's words.

"Mr. Nicholas, then... then... let's go inside the Holy See and talk."

Although the little genius brother is not very smart, he is not mentally retarded. Nicholas said that the thugs have already broken into the Holy See by circumventing the wall, so there is no need for him to guard here.

Thinking of this, he discussed with Jacob beside him, pushed down all the wooden shields, found a few barrels of oil, poured them on the wooden boards and set them on fire, building a temporary fire wall to block the rioters. The Inquisitor took Nicholas and his party to hide in the Holy See.

"Mr. Haverson, Miss Roselis, what happened in the Holy See?"

Nicholas is really smart. He remembers the names of everyone around Liu Yonglu.

"Heretics! Heretics of the Sahagun sect! They challenged Saint Barlaan during the Holy Decision parade a few days ago.

Saint Baran had already figured out that this group of treacherous guys would definitely plan some shameful plots. They really did work together with the traitors in the Holy See to come up with...hiss..."

In the carriage, Haverson explained what happened while letting Roselis bandage his wounds.

"Oh, that's how it is……"

In fact, Haverson's explanation was quite clear, but Nicholas knew nothing about the power struggles in the Holy Maiden Sect. He looked around through the glass of the carriage and said, "I'm here to find Captain Ricky. I don't care how you fight in the Holy See!"

"Mr. Haverson, have you ever met Captain Ricky?"

"Captain Ricky..."

Hearing Saint Barlan's previous name, the little genius brother was also stunned:
"Yes, I have. I see you every day recently."

"Oh, that's easy. Would it be convenient for you to take me to see him later? Moses Sader has something to discuss with him."

Nicholas was slightly relieved to hear that Ricky was safe.

"Of course we can, and we are on our way to see him now, but..."

"Why? Is Captain Ricky inconvenient right now?"

“It’s probably not very convenient.”

While the two were chatting, the carriage had already entered the square where the fight was taking place. Nicholas looked up and saw two high platforms standing in the courtyard.

Sitting on the left stage was a young male follower of the Saint's Sect. Judging from his attire, he should have a high status. At this moment, three balls of pitch-black flames were slowly condensing from behind him.

Nicholas rubbed his eyes. He vaguely saw that a certain space behind the young man seemed to be torn open, and there was a large mass of black surging in the void.

Sitting on the high platform on the right was an old acquaintance, Captain Ricky. Captain Ricky was still as charming and elegant as ever, with that unique smile on his face. At this moment, Captain Ricky was doing handicraft, holding a wooden pole in one hand and tying something with a hemp rope in the other.

Wait a minute...didn't Haverson just say that Saint Baran was fighting?

So what was Mr. Rich doing at this time? He couldn't have climbed up there to drink tea.

"Um...Mr. Haverson, the Saint Saint Baran you are talking about could be Captain Ricky."

"The saint's compassion shines brightly on the earth, and it is none other than Captain Ricky."

Hiss... Nicholas shook his hands. It was over. Ricky was Saint Barlan... He was not afraid of anything else. He was only afraid that from now on, he would never be able to take off the hat of this scoundrel Nicholas.

Good fellow, this bastard was given a name by the saints, I can’t stand this!

(End of this chapter)