"Simon, what's the matter?" asked old Iggy.

"Someone broke in." Simon said solemnly.

Everyone's expressions were suffocated, and they all looked in the direction where the alarm sounded just now.

"Will it be from the White Eagle Knights?" asked old Iggy.

"Only one person is coming." Simon's Shadow Crow had already discovered the intruder.

"Let's go and have a look. If it's an enemy, I'll take it down for you." Silvio Remar said, although he didn't plan to befriend Simon, it was necessary to befriend Simon.

Simon stopped as soon as he took a step, and he said, "Don't come out first, I'll see who the other party is."

"What conspiracy are you thinking about, kid." Old Iggy looked at Simon suspiciously.

"I'm just worried that the other party is not an enemy. I don't want others to see you. You shouldn't want to either. Keep it secret." Simon said.

"Mystery is always scary." Simon's next sentence made the three nodded, and the three immediately entered the villa.

Simon was standing at the door of the villa, waiting for the intruder to arrive.

Soon a figure appeared in front of him, and Simon was looking at him. He was also dressed in black and his face was covered, making him unrecognizable.

He stopped for a few seconds, and glanced at the manor that was destroyed by the battle just now.

Simon looked at him and said first, "Who is your Excellency and why did you break into my manor?"

The other party came over, Simon frowned, the magic energy on his body began to surge, and the shadow team in ambush nearby also shot at any time.

However, the other party stopped when he was twenty meters away from Simon.

"You're still alive, so have the people of the Gospel Church failed?" He opened his mouth and asked directly about the result of the battle.

"Who is your Excellency?" Simon asked with a frown.

He was silent for more than ten seconds, then took off the mask on his face, revealing a resolute face with a bright white mark on his forehead.

Simon's pupils shrank. He knew the sign too clearly. It was the holy sign of the Templar, representing the Templar Knights.

The holy mark is the Templar's use of secret techniques, and no one can imitate it.

He thought about who the person would be, but he never expected it to be a Templar.

And he was a completely unknown Templar.

The holy sign on the forehead of the Templar appeared holy light, he was showing Simon the authenticity of his identity.

The appearance of the Templar made Simon very surprised, and his heart became heavy at the same time, because he didn't know how to explain to the Templar what happened here.

Simon took a deep breath and said, "It turned out to be the Templar Knight, salute you."

"My name is Timothy Ferguson, and now I can talk about where the people of the Gospel Church have gone." The Templar said with a blank expression.

Simon was silent, thinking about how to explain to the Templar.

"Congressman Gust, don't you want to say it? Then I don't know how to explain it to the church when I go back." Timothy Ferguson said expressionlessly.

"It's not that I don't want to talk, I'm thinking about how to explain it to you." Simon smiled.

"It's good to tell the truth, because a lie cannot be concealed from the church." Timothy Ferguson said solemnly.

Simon raised his brows, and then said, "The people of the Gospel Church are dead."

"Dead?" Timothy Ferguson frowned again, his eyes full of disbelief: "You killed? Congressman Gust, let me clarify to you again that lies will not bring you any benefit."

"Of course I didn't do it alone. My friends and I joined forces to kill people in the Gospel Church," Simon said.

"Your friend? Can you please come out and have a look?" Timothy Ferguson frowned again.

"Of course no problem, please wait a moment." Simon smiled, then walked into the hall, called out old Iggy and the others, and added Owen.

However, the four of them covered their faces.

Timothy Ferguson's eyes fell on the four old Iggy.

"Mr. Ferguson, these four are my friends. Thanks to them, I was able to defeat the assassination of the Gospel Church and the Civic Temple." Simon said solemnly.

"Dare to ask who they are?" Timothy Ferguson asked.

"I'm sorry, we don't want our identities to be exposed. After all, we don't want to be hunted down by the Gospel Church." Old Iggy said rudely.

Timothy Ferguson frowned.

Silvio Remar explained: "This old guy is not suspicious of your church, but of others outside the church."

"I don't think I look down on you, do you have the strength to kill Beirub Yake?" Timothy Ferguson said solemnly.

"If you want to know our strength, just say it directly, why bother." Old Iggy said impatiently, and then released his magical energy, and the others did the same.

Although they were not lightly injured, as Timothy Ferguson, they can still feel the strength level of old Iggy and others.

His face is still heavy, there are three great knight captains, and they are not to be underestimated in any place. Where did Simon come from these powerful friends.

"Member Gust, I need the story of this battle and the killing of the cultist of the Citizens Temple a few days ago." Timothy Ferguson said solemnly.

"There are still a lot of requirements." Old Iggy chuckled lightly.

"Simon, as a member of Fossa City, is considered a big official in the White Eagle Federation. It's okay if the White Eagle Knights don't come to the rescue. Since you have people here, you can't help. Why, your church Do you want to see Simon killed just like the White Eagle Knights?" Old Iggy snorted coldly.

The corner of Simon's mouth twitched lightly. He wanted to laugh but felt it was out of place, so he held it back.

Timothy Ferguson frowned~lightnovelpub.net~ said solemnly: "The purpose of my coming to Fossa City is to accept the order of the temple, kill Beirub Yake, and rescue Senator Gust. "

Old Iggy immediately said with disdain: "If you came five minutes earlier, I would still believe what you said. Now, hehe, do you think I would believe it? I think it's true that you came to deal with Beirub Yake. Just use us to drain the strength of Beirub Yake, and then take advantage of the fisherman."

Timothy Ferguson would like to rebut, but the timing of his appearance is indeed problematic.

"Don't be like this, Templars are real knights. I have felt the light and justice of the Templars from Mr. Anthony, Mr. Francois, and Mr. Giova, so I believe that Mr. Ferguson is the same." Simon said seriously.

"Didn't you trust the White Eagle Knights before? They didn't just stand by and watch." Owen said solemnly, guessing Simon's intention, so he spoke up.

Simon's expression suffocated, and after two seconds of silence, he said, "The sanctuary is different from the White Eagle Knights."

"The world is as black as crows, nothing is different." Old Iggy said again.

"Okay, don't talk about it, I believe that Mr. Ferguson and Mr. Anthony are both knights with light and justice." Simon's expression was a little ugly, and his voice was a bit heavier.

"Che, whatever you want, believe whoever you want to believe, and if you get scammed again next time, don't expect Lao Tzu to save you." Old Iggy also expressed his displeasure.

Now Simon's heart is full of joy. I didn't expect old Iggy to act so well and cooperate so perfectly.