Part Three Light and Darkness Chapter Twelve Failure
Asa pointed at the old priest and stammered: "You...are you not dead?"
"Even if you die, I will not die." The old priest glared at Asa with his black and white eyes and spat.
"I...I also said I would come back to avenge you..." Asa didn't know whether he was feeling surprised or happy. Although he looked completely different, the tone and voice of the old priest's words, and that
The way he moved his hands and feet, and most importantly, the special magical aura he felt when he broke through the wall, this old priest was clearly Sandro. As for that face, Asa knew it must be another mask.
This old man always has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
"I didn't expect you to be so loyal. Then if you are killed in the future, I will avenge you." Sandro smiled, stretched out his hand and took off a lifelike mask from his face, revealing a
A face that was both familiar and unfamiliar. In order to put on this mask, he had to remove his beard. It turned out that after removing the beard, there were not many wrinkles on his face, and he was not very old. He shouted into the corridor.
A voice: "Everyone come in."
The Duke's face looked as ugly as possible. Although Asa and Sandro were not on guard, the sword in his hand never made any move. It wasn't that he didn't dare, but that his fighting spirit was gone.
The aura storm in the corridor had subsided and disappeared as suddenly as it appeared. Captain Roland stood up straight, his sword never unsheathed. At this time, others could notice that his forehead was covered with sweat.
He was even a little tired. When he bent down to draw his sword without drawing it, he didn't seem like a living person.
Captain Roland looked back at the corner and sighed laboriously, as if he had just finished a hundred-mile run. He did not speak and walked straight into the house. There was a squelch under his feet as he stepped.
There was a crashing sound, and the marble floor where he stood was shattered at some point.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from the corner behind Captain Roland, and then a tall and stern figure appeared from there. Although he had long known that the person who could exude such a momentum could only be him, but with his own eyes
Seeing the appearance of this person, the Duke's last hope of struggle completely collapsed. It was Cedros's friend, Gru.
Captain Roland walked into the study, nodded to Sandro and Rodhart, then looked at Asa, and finally at the Duke. There was no expression on his face, and there was no sharp and eye-catching look in his eyes.
of light. But the Duke's expression began to collapse.
Until this time, the Guardsmen who were supposed to be swarming outside still did not appear, and the surroundings were still quiet. The Duke was smart enough to understand what all this meant.
Gru also walked into the study. He didn't look at anyone. His eyes fell coldly on Captain Roland and asked: "I gave you the chance to draw the sword at the end, why didn't you draw it?"
"Because it's not necessary." Captain Roland replied calmly. His hand had already let go of the sword, but now he held it again at some point. But he didn't look at Gru, but glanced around.
"Don't you want to give it a try?" Gru's eyes fell on the sword on Captain Roland's waist, and two black flames seemed to flash in his bottomless black eyes.
Captain Roland looked back at him indifferently, and said in a very calm voice: "I don't want to."
Gru's eyes swept over the faces of Asa, Rodhart, and Captain Roland, but he did not look at the Duke. Then he looked at Sandro, and suddenly asked coldly: "What do you mean here?
Are we all on the same journey?"
"Probably." Sandro nodded.
"What about this person?" Gru's voice already had murderous intent. But he didn't look at anyone, but at the bookcase next to him. His eyes suddenly became sharp, as if the bookcase was full of
The wooden shelf of books is more lethal than Captain Roland. "Aren't you coming out yet? Do you want everyone here to invite you?"
Everyone looked there, but it was clearly just a bookcase. The expressions of Asa, Rodhart, and even Sandro were a little stunned. Only Captain Roland's expression did not change, and his hands kept
On the sword.
"I'm old..." There was a strange sigh, and under everyone's gaze, a figure separated from the bookcase out of nothing.
Except for General Gru and Captain Roland, everyone's expressions changed, especially the Duke and Asa.
Although this study is not small, it is by no means large, and the furnishings are not complicated. Even if a cat wants to hide without being discovered, it is impossible. And in order to keep it secret, the Duke's study naturally has no windows or even vents.
In other words, this person has been here from the beginning. He can see all the actions and words of the Duke and Asa.
It wasn't until this person left the bookcase that everyone noticed that the shadow in the corner of the bookcase had become lighter. He had completely merged with that little bit of darkness just now. Even if people looked at him, they would not pay attention to him at all, even Roland.
Captain De just had some feeling, only Gru noticed it.
"I'm really old... I was actually noticed by two people... and found out..." This person's voice was very strange, but you could also hear that he was full of frustration. This person was wrapped in a black suit
The man in the tights is very thin, with a golden skull mask on his face. Even though he appears like this, he seems to be in a hazy shadow, even if he is a man or a man.
It is impossible to tell whether the woman is old or young.
Asa's face changed. He had heard and seen this strange voice and mask before. The two necromancers who once hunted him were like this. But their masks were all silver, but this man's was dark gold.
of.
But Sandro seemed to be more surprised than Asa. His expression was extremely weird, just like Asa when he saw him. He pointed at this person and stammered: "Is it you? You...you...are here."
What are you doing here?"
This man looked at Sandro, his dark golden mask completely hiding his eyes in the shadows, and he could only hear a plain tone in his tone: "I heard that you were dead, and I came here specifically to help you collect your body. But it seems fine.
The elephant walked away and lay down in vain...".
Sandro's expression was very strange, as if he was a little happy and a little embarrassed at the same time. He was completely different from his usual composure. He even spoke a little unnaturally: "Thank you for caring about me..."
"I don't care about you. I just care about the things you took away. What will happen if the guild people take them back after you die?" The man floated towards the door of the study. "Since you are not dead, I will go back."
"Stop." Captain Gru and Roland spoke at the same time. The two of them moved in unison and stood at the door, one on the left and one on the right. The light in their eyes was like needlepoints piercing this man.
The man immediately stopped moving. Not because he was obedient, but because he couldn't move.
There didn't seem to be any earth-shattering changes in the study, and the surroundings were still unusually quiet, but Rodhart suddenly fell to his knees. Cold sweat was already covering his forehead, and he looked at the three people at the door of the study with a pale face.
Asa was still standing, but cold sweat began to form on his forehead.
If the confrontation between Gru and Captain Roland just now was a storm, then the atmosphere that the two men now join forces to fill the study is like a pot of molten steel. It seems to be extremely calm, but the smell inside is thick and hot.
Ten times. Almost every time you take a breath, you can feel your lungs twitching under the pressure of this momentum.
"What are you doing?" Sandro shouted, glaring at Gru and Captain Roland.
"I think you'd better explain." Captain Roland ignored Sandro and kept looking at this man, his eyes like swords. He asked calmly. "If you are really looking for Mr. Sandro, why did you do that?"
Have you been lurking here? And if I’m not mistaken, this mask should mean that you are from the Undead Guild. If you don’t prove that you are not our potential enemy, you won’t be able to leave.”
Gru didn't speak. Captain Roland meant what he said. Even if they could be on guard, the lives of their monarch and friends would only be in danger in the hands of a person with such advanced stealth skills.
.
Now, with two against one, it is undoubtedly the best time to kill such a dangerous person. Both Gru and Captain Roland understand this.
"Don't go too far." Sandro's eyes widened, and the light suddenly fell on Gru and Captain Roland. The momentum of the two people immediately had slight fluctuations. Taking this opportunity, this
The person just flashed and floated into the corridor, and then in the next moment, like the most acute chameleon, he blended into the corridor environment and disappeared. Only a sentence that gradually faded away was left behind: "...
Don't worry, I've long been too lazy to be anyone's enemy. I'm hiding here just because I want to help this kid save his life."
Captain Roland did not pursue him. He sighed and turned to look at Sandro: "I'm sorry. This person is really too dangerous. If he might be our enemy..."
Sandro's eyes and expression returned to their normal appearance, and he even looked a little discouraged. He sighed and murmured: "Don't worry. Like me, he has long lost interest in your conspiracies and other bullshit national affairs.
Maybe you really just came here to help me collect the corpse this time."
Gru looked at it and turned to Asa and said: "I didn't come in just now because I found that there seemed to be someone here. I couldn't figure out whether it was an enemy or a friend, so it was difficult to take action. I can only let you figure out a way.
Take action first, and I'll wait for the opportunity to act. But I didn't expect that he originally planned to help you." He showed a rare smile. "It seems that your business is at a loss this time, and you spent so much effort to convince us to take action.
It turns out that helping you is in vain. Even if you return to the capital alone, you will definitely be safe. It turns out that there are so many people here waiting to help you."
Asa breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It's not a loss, at least my goal seems to have been achieved."
Gru said lightly: "I don't care what your purpose is. But since you are not dead, you must do what you promised us."
"Don't worry, I will never default on a debt." Asa smiled bitterly. "Especially if I rely on your favor."
"It seems like I don't have anything to do here. I'm going to go find the flying dragon first." Gru glanced at the Duke coldly and said coldly. "Anyway, I think this person should
He won’t survive either.”
With these words, the Duke's spirit completely collapsed.
It was not that he was unaware of his own death. When Sandru and Captain Roland appeared together, and Gru also appeared, he already knew that he had no room for improvement. Death was inevitable. He could not accept it.
It was a failure, and it was such a complete and inexplicable failure.
A few minutes ago, he thought that he was the master of this world, and that everyone was under his control. But just a few minutes later, he realized that he was the one being controlled and manipulated. Just now, he could only stay here.
, watching these people talking and discussing, almost no one glanced at him. Only Gru's last sentence showed that in the eyes of the victors, he was now irrelevant, no different from a dead man.
If this failure is just luck, or an occasional negligence. Captain Roland just saw his flaw in a coincidence, the old necromancer just had the luck to escape, or Gru and the mysterious
The appearance of the character was indeed beyond his expectation, and he would be much better off if any of them led to his failure. Unfortunately, that was not the case. Everyone could see that everything that happened here was not a coincidence, but had happened early.
It's planned and arranged.
His own arrangement is just a part of someone else's arrangement. After so many years of strategizing, he has only arranged a supporting role for himself as a failed clown. The Duke's spirit can no longer be summed up by words such as pain and despair.
The Duke sat down slowly and feebly. Everyone and everything he saw now, including the Duke's Palace, everything began to collapse, rot, collapse, and die. He murmured in the weakest voice in his life.
: "Why is it so quiet around here?"
Until now, the surroundings are still so quiet. Not only the Royal Guards outside, but also all the servants in the Duke's Mansion have not appeared. This place seems to have suddenly turned into a ghost house.
"They have all left, by your order, Your Majesty the Duke." Rodhart replied. His voice was still so polite, humble, and concise. "I told them that the Duke and Captain Roland were going to interrogate the prisoners.
Don’t come near and disturb.”
The Duke closed his eyes and nodded slowly: "Then you wait outside, wait for me to say as much as possible to this boy who I think is destined to die, and then come in and let him go?"
"Yes." Rodhart nodded.
The Duke let out a long sigh and fell silent. He no longer wanted to resist and struggle at all. Although he was by no means a weakling, there were two top strong men here. He didn't want to be like a dog who struggled in vain twice and then was killed.
He held him down and killed him. Moreover, his fighting spirit had already collapsed, and not even the scum was left.
Captain Roland and Rodhart looked at the Duke silently and said nothing. Sandro was thoughtful, as if his mind was not here at all. And Asa did not say anything, he knew that there was no need to speak now.
what.
After a long while, the Duke struggled to open his eyes, looked at Captain Roland and said, "I just want to know something now, can you tell me?"
"Say." Captain Roland nodded. He knew from the Duke's eyes that this man had completely collapsed.
"Why are you and this Necromancer together? Thousands of people saw you fighting at that time. At least I can see that the battle was definitely not an act. You also killed more than fifty members of the group. Why were you able to get together later?
Are you going to deal with me together?"
"What you see with your own eyes is not necessarily the truth, right? It's like letting people at the Magic Academy see the murderer."
That day, in the big house.
"I never like nonsense either." Captain Roland flicked his wrist, and the buzzing sound of the long sword filled every inch of the room. "Let's get down to business." He looked at Sandro and asked.
: "Who exactly are you?"
"You don't even know who I am and you come to kill me?" Sandru looked a little dumbfounded. He frowned and thought for a while. "But since you are the one who came here to cause trouble for me, could something have happened? Is it Ronis?
Didn’t you know you were here?”
"Bishop Ronis was assassinated." Captain Roland looked into Sandru's eyes.
"What." Sandro's body trembled, and even the condensed magic power dissipated due to mental confusion. "This... how is it possible?"
This reaction has clearly proved Captain Roland's suspicion. Such shock cannot be faked. Taking the initiative to disperse the magic during the confrontation with him would be worse than directly sending the sword down from the neck. Therefore, Captain Roland closed the door.
Jian, said: "Hundreds of people saw that the murderer was the priest who lives here. There was also a wanted order signed by Bishop Ronis himself at the scene, which stated that the priest was a spy of the Guild of the Dead."
Sandro has not yet recovered from this shock. The leader of the Holy Knights appeared here and first sacrificed the lives of three members. It was definitely not just to tell a lie. He shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible...
.It can’t be him... Besides, that kid can’t kill Ronis at all.”
"I don't think it's possible either. And judging from the wounds on the Bishop's body and the situation at the time, it's really suspicious. I suspect this is a trap..."
"Then why didn't you go investigate? Instead, you came to trouble me?" Sandro's voice was already furious.
"Hundreds of eyewitnesses, and a wanted order written by the Bishop. Such evidence can no longer be refuted by witnesses. Even if this is a trap, there is no room for people to avoid the reversal. You are suspected by everyone to be a necromancer, His Majesty the Emperor.
I was ordered to kill any necromancer without hesitation. So even if I have any doubts, there is no reason not to carry out the order." Captain Roland reached into his arms and took out a teleportation scroll. "Although
I have never heard Bishop Ronis mention you, but Bishop Ronis’s reaction to the necromancer incident that happened before, and your reaction just now, I have enough reasons to believe that although you are a necromancer,
But the relationship with Bishop Ronis should be extraordinary. Now only the two of us can work together to reveal the truth. This is the teleportation scroll of the Magic Academy, and there is no one there right now. You can hide for a while, and then we can contact you privately."
"There's no need to hide." Sandro took the scroll, turned around and went into the back room to take out a mask. He just scratched his face with his hand, and all the beards fell down one after another. Then he put on the mask,
Suddenly he became a completely different person.
"It's best to summon a few zombie skeletons for me to kill, so that people are less suspicious." Captain Roland reminded Sandro. "It would be better if you could pretend to be a corpse of your own. Outside
There are many people, and it might be more convenient for us in the future if we see you fight with me and then get killed."
"Okay." Sandro nodded. "But you have to be careful not to get killed."