Lord of Industrialization

Miracles appeared, countless people knelt down to pray, and some people kept thinking in their hearts.

Duke Hegel looked at the angel above his house with a serious expression, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Nils was still dancing and shouting: Hahahaha! We are the God Blessed Family!! We...

Before he could finish shouting, the situation suddenly changed.

Countless people saw the angel's head lowered and felt in their hearts that he was crying sadly.

Countless black ravens flew from the river behind Duke Hegel's mansion and circled around the angel.

They chirp incessantly, like a sad dirge, telling their misfortunes.

The black raven in the Sacred Scripture represents the souls of the dead who refused to go to heaven because of their grievances. They will only go to the resting place of their souls when their grievances are repaid and their feathers turn white.

A cold sweat instantly appeared on Niels' forehead. He knew very well what was in the river at the back door.

Duke Hegel came over and whispered to his grandson: Leave now and go back to your hometown to avoid the limelight.

Nils came to his senses and immediately turned around to leave.

However, when Nils had just raised his feet, countless cries, curses, and wails exploded in his mind. The girls he had mutilated to death appeared in front of him and stretched out their skeletons to him. With both hands, I want to claim my life back.

The people around him were so startled by Niels' scream that they turned their attention away from the angel and saw him rolling around on the ground, as if there was something terrifying around him.

At this time, Duke Hegel was like an ordinary old man who was panicking. He wanted to hold his grandson down, but he was worried about hurting him, let alone knocking him out.

He looked around, trying to find Psyche for help, but there was no one there. He only saw Becher, the head of the Royal Mage Group, Burning God, leading a group of magicians walking towards him with solemn expressions.

On the other side, Archbishop Victor and others knelt on the water to pray, and suddenly received the leader's instructions in their minds.

People on the shore saw the priests running faster than rabbits chased by hounds. Some went to close the sluice gate of the river, and some went to the shore to ask if there was any magician who could drain the water.

The small river behind the Hegel family mansion was drained before dawn. The onlookers on the bank were shocked speechless by the sight of white bones and freshly decomposed corpses in the mud at the bottom of the river.

These bones and corpses were tied with ropes and even stones.

On the bank of the river, Rudolf's legs were trembling. The matter before him was too big. He had no way to make up his mind. He could only send the Royal Mage Group and the retired former leader to appease Duke Hegel while sending people to The manor informed the father.

He looked around at the important ministers of the country, but no one dared to look at him. If this kind of matter was handled properly, he would definitely offend Duke Hegel, otherwise he would offend the God of Light. He could not offend both sides, so he chose to do it one by one. Protect yourself wisely and don't stand out.

Frederick, who had run over here at some point, suddenly stood up and whispered to Rudolf: I'll go talk to Duke Hegel.

Rudolph was stunned, as if seeing a life-saving straw, and said hurriedly: Please ask Duke Wesson to think more about this matter.

What happened in the ballroom of Count Delden's house has spread. Everyone knows that the angel flew out of Duke Wesson's body. Count Pisto swore to the prince and his colleagues that it was true because of the dark circles under his eyes. All gone.

Since Duke Wesson can get the favor of the God of Light, he shouldn't be afraid of being hacked to death by Duke Hegel.

Everyone consciously made way for Frederick, fearing that he would regret it later.

Frederick returned to Mrs. Delden's house. Duke Hegel did not dare to go home. The unprecedented emergency made him panic. What should he do if he did not change for a while? He could only stay here.

In the guest room, Frederick saw the haggard Duke Hegel and Nils sleeping on the bed. Becher and another imposing old man sat quietly beside him.

Frederick had never seen this old man, but from the moment he looked at him, he could feel that his strength should be the same as Duke Hegel and Becher, and he should be another strong man supported by the royal family.

When Duke Hegel saw Frederick, his behavior was similar to that of Rudolf. He stood up and asked hurriedly: Is there anything you can do?

At this point, he already understood the result of his grandson. In his opinion, Frederick was a messenger of the God of Light. Maybe he could communicate with the superiors and fine him some money.

But Frederick pretended to be stupid and replied: What can I do? I still don't know what it is.

Duke Hegel asked in surprise: You don't know about angels?

There are many stories about angels protecting devout believers in the Church of Light, and he regarded today's events as such stories around him.

Frederick shook his head and said: I don't know. Now that I think about it, when I got the Holy Canon that the Pope personally copied from Archbishop Victor, I felt a sudden heat in the Holy Canon. I guess this angel is It must have come into my body at that time.”

Can you tell me what's going on? I know nothing about Nils.

Duke Hegel suddenly sat back on the chair, bent over, put his arms on his knees, covered his face with his hands and said: I hurt him. If I had been stricter on him since he was a child, even a little bit, now It won’t be like this.”

Frederick stood there quietly, listening to him ramble on about all the bad things Niels had done over the years.

After listening, Frederick shook his head inwardly.

Nils was born not long before Duke Hegel broke through to the level of the Sword Master, so the Master Sword Master considered this grandson to be his auspiciousness. He had been pampering him so much for so many years, and then something happened.

Frederick could understand that Duke Hegel knew that Niels could not be saved, but he did not dare to face the answer or bring it up.

Let the God of Light decide. Frederick whispered. He didn't care what the sword master thought, he only cared about the bones at the bottom of the river.

Duke Hegel's hands were tightly clasped, as if he had some thoughts, but he immediately let go.

He may have thought about relying on his own force to solve the problem at hand, but the two Dharma Gods next to him made him give up this idea.

Duke Hegel leaned back in his chair, looked at his unconscious grandson, and nodded slightly after a long time.

I'm going to say goodbye to His Majesty. He stood up. I am willing to give up all my duties and donate all the property in Cologne to the church.

At noon, in the middle of the square in front of the palace, Niels was lying on the ground like a dead fish, surrounded by a circle of priests headed by Archbishop Victor. King William, Rudolf and a group of ministers who had just returned were waiting at the highest floor window of the palace. Afterwards, the square was filled with nobles and citizens of all sizes.

As the priests' prayers rang out, white flames rose in the center of the square, wrapping the priests and Niels up to a height of 50 meters.

Niels's screams lasted for five minutes. When the flames disappeared, his whole body had turned into ashes and fluttered in the wind, leaving intact clothes, ropes and the socks in his mouth on the ground.

Just like this, the cries of the ravens around the angel changed from dirge to requiem, gradually turned white, and finally rose into the sky with the angel, and finally disappeared without a trace.