Chapter 559: 558. Behind The Mask

Holy Land,

Inquisitor High Lord had no desire to enter the lands he considered corrupt until Sylvester's rise, but he found no other choice. The issue of Darksaber that Sylvester spoke about filled his mind with possible theories he hoped would turn out to be false. 

As he rode his two-horse chariot into the old Holy Land, the Holy Army knights dared not stop him or ask questions. Years may have passed, but none had forgotten the fearsome presence of the Lord Inquisitor. 

Donning his usual heavy armor of crimson and black, with the iconic conical helmet and the visor, his mere presence spread fear and assurance in peoples' hearts. Currently, there was no Pope in the old Holy Land, and the Council of Thirty-two had been fractured by assassinations done by Niel to secure power. It was a miracle the place was running without chaos.