322 Unsuccessful Fishing

Bishop Herf was completely out of moves now. If Landen had not bought the slaves and had only taken the Magic Fairy away, Herf could simply have stopped him, coaxed and pleaded, and bought the fairy back. But if the heretics were gone, then his own prospects were finished too.

"What are you waiting for? Send everyone in! Lock down the entire black market for me, search it one by one, and make absolutely sure those heretics are stopped!" Herf roared. "Go, now!"

The bishop gathered the apprentices and knights around him and advanced toward the largest entrance into the black market. Yet just as he was about to lead the team inside, a crowd suddenly sprang out.

This crowd, who had originally been tavern servers, roadside peddlers and footmen, and even a few people who looked like street girls, abruptly appeared in front of Bishop Herf, blocking the path of the church's Mana-Wielders.

"Isn't this Bishop Herf?" The leader lowered his posture and smiled as he spoke to Herf. "How do you have time to come to the tavern today? I heard the Temple Alliance's high-ranking Clerics aren't allowed to drink."

"Get out of my way. I received a tip that there are heretics operating inside the black market, and it needs to be investigated. You dare obstruct the Temple Alliance?" The slabs of flesh at the corners of Herf's mouth kept trembling. "I'm telling you, I don't care which family is above you. If you delay proper business, I'll make sure you can't eat it and have to carry it away!"

"I wouldn't dare. How could I dare obstruct the Temple Alliance from investigating heretics?" the leader chuckled. "It's just a coincidence. Today, the Dragon Tooth City Knight Order is also here investigating contraband, and they ordered us