"You are my biggest piece of good news this year." Seeing Asa come out of the teleportation array, Ofu's dwarf staff officer breathed a sigh of relief. He had been walking around alone next to the teleportation array, and his picture was already very exaggerated.
You Lian was piled up with worries and anxieties into a big, round bitter melon. It wasn't until he saw two blue teleportation lights lighting up from the teleportation array that he felt relieved.
Suddenly returning from the windy and rainy city of Erathia to the starry wild highlands, Asa felt relieved. He smiled and said: "A teleportation scroll can exchange for the greatest good news. It seems that this is also
Good news."
"From my point of view, this is good news, but from Oufu's point of view, it's not good news. Fortunately, I can bring you back, otherwise it will be a real loss." Lord Polugan sighed. "
Mr. Cedros spent countless efforts to obtain these two scrolls, and they can use extraordinary strategic methods in extraordinary times. Because of the years of war, Erathia has very strict control over the transmission of magic scrolls. They did not expect that we would have
The two of them launched a raid on Erathia's royal city. But now they must have noticed that even if they don't close the teleportation magic circle in the future, the protection of the magic circle will not be as easy as it is now."
Asa was startled, and then he realized that it was not that simple to let Jessica return to Erathia. In fact, he wasted a scroll that might be able to reverse the situation at a critical moment just for the extremely slim chance of saving him. Even he
I have to admit that this is probably a bit of a waste.
"You said that I am the biggest good news this year. Is killing Eskel not as good as the news that I am back?"
"The cardinal's death is certainly good for us, but it is far less beneficial than the fact that you, the captain of the secret force, are alive."
Asa said to him slightly proudly: "Seeing that you are so worried, let me tell you another piece of good news. When we came back, we killed a court magician named Seiya, and then General Ouling of the Kingdom Knights might
There will be big trouble. When they are chasing me, they actually want to kill the temple knights they don't like..."
Lord Borugan listened carefully to Asa's story about how he rescued the female knight. His eyes brightened up, but then slowly fell silent in his thinking, and finally turned into a wry smile: "In this day and age,
Under the circumstances, this really cannot be considered good news..."
"What do you mean? Why? I thought you would be extremely happy when you heard it."
"Whether I hear this news alone or I hear the news of Escher's death alone, I will be very happy. But the two news together are different." Lord Borugan sighed, and the picture was like a pancake.
His big face became even more worried and bitter. "Many times, the effects of things of the same nature are not just superimposed, but also affect each other, that is to say, they are not added, but multiplied. Two negative numbers are multiplied. That is not
It’s a negative number.”
"Negative number? What does it mean?" Asa frowned and looked at the dwarf in front of him.
"If Bishop Escher simply died, Queen Catherine would have taken this opportunity to weaken the church's power in Erathia. This could have temporarily eased the situation in Eufor, but now the general cannot murder the temple knights.
It has worsened the conflict between the Queen and the Church to the extreme, reaching a point where it is completely irreconcilable. Celeste will never tolerate this situation. The Pope would rather give up Euphoria than tolerate an Egyptian who betrays him.
Lasia. And Queen Catherine also knows this, so Catherine has only two choices now, one is to completely fall out with the church, and the other is to completely submit to the church." Lord Borugan paused, his big and energetic eyes
He looked at Asa with his bull's eye and asked: "Which one do you think Catherine will choose?"
"So that's it." Asa thought for a while, smiled bitterly, and then asked: "Will the church turn a blind eye to the murder of the temple knights by her people and turn a blind eye?"
"Isn't it possible? They are all political veterans. Could it be that they still can't see clearly the direction of the general trend and the serious relationship, and instead waste energy and time on such trivial matters?"
"Then I have already told the female knight Eskel's identity and asked her to take the news back to Celeste. Isn't this useless?"
"I don't know what the use is. I only know that they will never publicize this matter everywhere. So even if it is useful, it will probably be of little use." Master Bolugan spread his hands and shook his head and sighed. "Let's go, no need for now.
Let’s make assumptions about them, we still have our own things to do.”
Celeste. Castle of Glory, in Lancelot's room.
The Paladin frowned and looked at the pile of small things in front of him, among which a silver skull mask and two teleportation scrolls were the most conspicuous. There were two small purple skull marks on the two ports of the teleportation scroll, and those
The faint silver light emitting from Zhang Skull Mask shows that it is actually made from mithril, and the handiwork and production methods are extremely precise and meticulous. The magic fluctuations on it indicate that it has been enchanted with some kind of magic, whether it is magic.
From the perspective of a piece of treasure, it is a priceless treasure.
Of course, its most valuable thing is not itself, but the meaning it represents.
"These were all found from the body of Bishop Escher and from the secret place in his room. I have specially identified the scroll and the mask... they are all real. There is also this letter.
," Talis took out a piece of white paper from her arms. There were only a few lines on it, and it was obviously not finished yet. The temple knight seemed to be struggling to hold the paper, as if the paper was so heavy that even her
She couldn't even lift it, her fingers and voice were trembling slightly. "Written to Nopolinot, it seems to be talking about reducing the amount of donations to the church this year because it will be used to make gargoyles and flesh bodies.
The puppet requires a large number of magic items. I have found several people who specialize in handwriting appraisal to identify the handwriting on this letter. These... do not seem to be forgeries, and are indeed the handwriting of Lord Escher..."
Lancelot sighed, his eyebrows knitted together, shook his head slowly, looked at Talis and said, "Do you know that you collected a cardinal's relics without permission and did so arbitrarily?"
Judgment, this is beyond your responsibility."
Talis didn't expect Lancelot to have such a reaction at all. She quickly said loudly: "But these things are really too...".
"Stop talking, does anyone else know about these things?" Lancelot said calmly.
Talis replied: "No. These things are really shocking. Too...indecent. I don't dare to let other people participate. I only showed the words to the people who appraised the handwriting, and they didn't know the letter."
The contents. Now I am the only one who knows about it. I don’t dare to send these things to the tribunal or directly to His Majesty. So I’ll let you take a look first.”
"You did a great job. You must remember in the future that these things and these things must never be known to others again." Lancelot put away the mask and scroll and read the unfinished letter.
He sighed. With a flick of his finger, the white paper, which was enough to shock the entire church, turned into a piece of dust-like powder and scattered down.
"You...you..." Talis opened her eyes wide and looked at the Paladin's every move in disbelief.
Lancelot looked at his disciple, his face and voice were equally calm, and he said softly: "You should also know that if these things are spread out from the mouth of a temple knight, it will have a negative impact on the entire church.
The harm is completely incomparable to the rumors spread by heretics. This is also the intention of that person telling you these things."
"But this... this... do you have to hide these things from your majesty? That person said... said... Bishop Adela... and Bishop Escher are the same. If that's true... then...
Your Majesty is not in danger..."
Lancelot said calmly: "Do you think His Majesty needs you to remind him?"
"He knows?" Talis's expression was even more unbelievable than seeing a mouse swallowing an elephant with her own eyes. She was stunned for a moment and slowly looked at her teacher. "In other words, these are indeed true.
Are they all true? And you... also knew it earlier?"
"No, I don't know." Lancelot shook his head. "It's just a rough guess. Now you don't know it's them until you tell me."
"This...how is it possible? How can you allow...His Majesty the Pope...the Necromancer..." Talis was incoherent. It was not that she could not express her thoughts in words, but that even she herself did not know that she was now
What was the chaos in her mind? She was already shocked by what she discovered. Even if the evidence was indeed irrefutable, she still couldn't believe it. It was like a child who was unwilling to believe himself even in the face of conclusive evidence.
There are some very evil murderers in his family. But now Lancelot's reaction is not only a calm admission, but also the metaphor of this reaction is something even more unbelievable.
The patron saint of the Church of Light, the mainland is recognized as the only man who can bear the title of Paladin. He is almost equated with the word justice. However, he knows that the Necromancer is in the church but is indifferent. And according to what he said
It is said that not only he himself knows this, but also the Pope, the leader of all believers on the continent.
Talispo felt that she was going crazy. She originally thought that the cardinal's identity was earth-shattering, but compared with these, it was just a wave in the turbulent waves.
Lancelot naturally saw that his disciple was confused. He did not explain directly. Instead, he put his finger into the ink bottle on the desk, covered it with ink, and then drew a line on the table. A thick ink mark lay across the desk.
On the desk. Then he pointed at the black scratch and asked Talis: "What color is this?"
"It's black." Talis looked at Lancelot's answer, and she could tell this even though she was at a loss.
But Lancelot shook his head and said: "No, this is actually a mixture of all colors."
Talis nodded. You don't need to be a professional painter or painter, anyone with a little common sense will know that if you mix the paints of various colors completely, it will become a mass of ink-like black.
A ball of light mixed with fighting spirit and white magic appeared on his finger. He asked his apprentice again: "What color is this light?"
"White light." Talis answered honestly.
"No. This is a mixture of all colors of light. I have seen it from dwarf craftsmen. If you use a triangular glass mirror to refract a flash, the white light will emit into seven colors of light. If you add seven colors of light,
When they come together, they will become white light again."
Talis looked at Lancelot blankly. She seemed to be able to sense the meaning behind these words, but she could not clearly capture it.
"Just like these two seemingly simple black and white colors, in fact the essence of anything is not so simple and easy to distinguish between each other." Lancelot flicked his fingers, and all the ink on his fingers disappeared in an instant. White light appeared on the ground.
The ball also dissipated into the air. His voice and eyes slowly became serious. "It is really easy and convenient to summarize everything under a simple concept. It is so complicated.
The world can appear very clear, giving people a sense of security and direction. It's a pity that the facts can't be solved clearly by simply relying on the concepts of good and evil."
"I...I don't understand." Talis lowered her head. Although she could understand the meaning of Lancelot's words, she could not accept it.
"I know you won't understand. Even it took me ten years to understand." Lancelot smiled bitterly. "Understand that there is no absolute justice and light. Just like the dark night is actually day.
Shadows are the same. Things in the world are interdependent. Light and darkness are opposites, but from a certain perspective, they may be the same thing. Only darkness can produce light, and only light can create darkness.
Shadows are inevitable. What we can do is actually to maintain a relative balance and let light shine in as many places as possible."
"No, this is impossible. Teacher, although I respect you very much, I absolutely cannot agree with your view." Talis raised her head suddenly and looked directly at Lancelot. The confusion and confusion in her eyes just now were completely gone.
It was replaced by a light that was extremely determined, but also a little desperate.
Lancelot smiled slightly and said: "I'm not teaching you now, I'm just telling you my opinion. This should also be His Majesty's opinion, and it is indeed the case."
"This is impossible." Talis's body was trembling. It was even more trembling than when she just found the Necromancer's mask from Eskel's body. Although she could not accept what her teacher said.
, but it is very clear that Lancelot will not lie to himself, which means that these incredible things do exist and are tacitly approved by His Majesty the Pope. For her who has always clearly distinguished between light justice and dark evil
To put it bluntly, this fact is not much better than the sky falling apart.
Lancelot looked at Talis's training with kindness. He seemed to be looking at himself many years ago. "You leave Celeste and leave the church alone for the time being."
Talis was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "The battle with Oufu is about to break out now, and...since I know this and don't want to complain about it, how can I leave."
"Whether you know these things or not, they have already existed, and it is precisely because you know these things but cannot accept them that you will cause trouble for yourself. I know your modifications, but you will never be able to hide these things in your heart.
Yes, but if these things are leaked, you probably know what will happen. After all, most people are still like you, unable to accept these facts." Lancelot smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "About and Ou
Fu's war, now your heart has been confused, your faith has been shaken, there is no point in staying. Your talent is actually very good, you can't even defeat those who are weaker than you, do you know why?
?”
Talis shook her head.
"This is because you lack inner strength. No matter how good a person's mind is or how high his martial arts skills are, it doesn't matter, because these are far from being decisive. As a person, the most important thing is inner strength."
Lancelot paused, sighed and then said. "You are different from other temple knights. You have been in Celeste since you were a child, and your entire life has been spent practicing magic and fighting. But you only rely on simple
Faith cannot bear such heavy things as light and justice. I have always wanted to find an opportunity for you to leave here, forget your identity as a temple knight, and practice in the outside world. Now is the opportunity, you now know a lot about yourself
I couldn't accept things originally, and my heart was full of confusion. This kind of confusion cannot be helped by anyone's teachings. What you need is to experience and understand through the joys and sorrows of success and failure. The courage of youth is a sword, a battle, and a
Dare to challenge everything you disagree with. But the true mature courage is the ocean. Face everything and tolerate everything. Then you can breed vitality in it. Dare to face the present itself instead of dividing reality into your own defined concepts.
It's during this time that you gain inner strength. Only then will you understand what I just said and why Your Majesty and I did what we did."
Talis was silent for a while and finally nodded. "I understand, teacher. But where should I go?"
Lancelot thought for a moment and replied: "Go to the east."
The next day, as soon as Talis stepped out of the gate of Glory Castle, she met Bishop Adela at the door.
The Red Bishop had obviously stayed up all night, looking haggard and tired, and his usual gentleness and calmness had long been gone. Bishop Eskel was suddenly assassinated. Talis reported General Orling’s attack on her.
These events caused unprecedented turmoil in the entire Celeste. However, due to His Majesty the Pope's decision and arrangement, and the cardinals were convened overnight for discussion, these matters did not have much actual impact on Celeste.
"Knight Commander Lancelot has applied to His Majesty to let you go out for training. To be honest, I personally don't think this is a suitable proposal in such an emergency period, but I believe Sir Lancelot has his own ideas.
After careful consideration, His Majesty the Pope has already approved it, so I also wish Talis you a safe journey." Although Bishop Adela looked very haggard, she still gave the female knight as kind and beautiful a smile as possible.
"Thank you." Talis didn't dare to say much and nodded.
"Regarding the attack on you by General Ouling in Erathia, I rushed to Erathia overnight on His Majesty's order to inquire and investigate. Queen Catherine takes this matter very seriously and is very sorry. According to the verification, General Ouling
In fact, it was just a momentary mistake in the dark and pouring rain. He personally expressed remorse and remorse for his mistake. Queen Catherine also punished him. I hope you won't mind it anymore."
"Yes, I understand." Talis nodded. If she hadn't had the conversation with Lancelot last night, she would have been surprised and argued that this matter would have such a weird and somewhat funny result. But she
Now she understands that there must be more clues behind these seemingly incomprehensible things. And now she is unconsciously wary of this Red Lord Bishop whom she was familiar with. She dare not face him.
He showed too much in front of him.
Bishop Adela did not pay much attention to her reaction, probably because he was not in good spirits, and continued: "Queen Catherine was also very sad and indignant about the assassination of Bishop Eschar. The murderer already knew what Oufu had done.
Because the crime is truly unforgivable, Erathia's army has been fully mobilized and will immediately join other religious countries to develop into the wild highlands. The elimination of the evil orc lair is just around the corner." Adela looked up to the sky and screamed sadly, and the two
Tears rolled down from his eyes, and his voice was filled with undisguised sadness and anger. "Lord Eschar, you are watching from the sky. I will definitely make them pay with blood."
Talis looked at the back of Adela who turned towards the Glory Castle, her heart filled with confusion and confusion. The buildings and figures that were originally very familiar now looked a bit scary and unfamiliar. She took two final looks.
Eyes, then stepped out.
At the same time, thousands of miles away in Orfu City, in the conference room of the city hall, Sedros, Gru, Lord Borugan and the leaders of various orc tribes gathered together.
Although Sedros had no expression, his usually energetic voice had become dry. He looked around and said, "I want to tell you some bad news. According to reports from spies ahead, the church army headed by Erathia has assembled.