"Andrew, you should thank me......"

"I didn't leave you on the prairie to feed the wolves, but let you face me, an old fox...... What a wonderful thing that is. ”

On May 15, it was overcast. But this kind of weather did not make Kryz lose his interest in the trial. He had long wanted to see Andrew, so he used despicable means to get Andrew in front of him.

However, watching others spread warmth makes Coritz not happy. "Enough hugs, right? I've given you enough time. Now, the show is about to begin. He said.

Corrèse tried to interrupt the reunion, but Daphne held Andrew in her arms—one shackled to the wall, the other stabbed in the back with a sword from a slave.

"You shouldn't have come, they won't let me go at all," Daphne had a grudge in her heart towards Andrew in front of her, and couldn't turn a blind eye because she cared about him, "I'm sorry, but in the end I still ...... Your drag. ”

"It's time to catch up, and the Bishop wants to talk to Andrew. ”

Corryz's servants dragged the shackles on their feet, but they were full of temper and dragged Andrew away from Daphne's side.

"Let's go, how cramped this place is. Schrader Ryan urged.

Shleidra led Andrew, who had no power to resist, into a hall with a broken roof, not far from the prison, which was next to the building above it.

In the synagogue, a stone dragon hovering on the wall was shining brightly. Rows of chairs, only Paz was enjoying. Paz ignored Coritz as he walked in. When Andrew appeared, Paz looked at him.

"I'm just a worthless errand runner compared to the Golden Covenant. It's a beautiful idea for you to use me in exchange. I'm afraid you don't know what kind of person you're about to face, it's a fearless young man!Besides, I'm sorry I don't want to pay attention to the rude guys, especially Your Excellency!"

Andrew expressed his displeasure as he was hoisted from the beam. As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the corners of his mouth began to bleed again. He coughed because of the smell of blood.

In order to catch a few breaths, Andrew looked down and saw a new cross lying horizontally under his feet, and saw a servant other than Schredder, who was Schredder's father, Exx, who was as short as Schredder, standing beside the cross with a few thick iron wedges with spells, and who was not as greedy and evil as Schredder, and who was still doing cruel work under the authority of Kryze.

Now, Ex glanced at Corryze, waiting for orders. And Coritz? He was leaning on the gem-encrusted iron chair in front of him.

"Hehe, this place ......"

"How nice. A human being who has lived for a thousand years, an ancient building, and a new cross is simply a picture. ”

Corritz sat down and looked up at Andrew.

"Ah, by the way, there's a beautiful and intelligent woman in the building next door, and she makes this picture even more wonderful. Ah, what's her name? Can anyone tell me?"

As he spoke, Krytz pointed to Schredder in front of him.

"Dimension...... Daphne Victoria, my lord, her name, you are so forgetful. The servant said.

"It's not forgetfulness, my little servant, you don't understand," Corryz teased Andrew as he shoved the grapes in his palm, teasing Andrew, "this is to remind the hanging guy." ”

"If the sun god had mercy, he might have spared you, old fox. May you ...... Live well!" Andrew laughed.

"Well, I want to do what you want, but I don't have anything to do with that demon. Otherwise, how could I let you stay here and meet with me? That's the way things are. ”

Corritz coughed, knowing that Andrew was a hard bone, and pointed to the cross on the ground. "Come on, my little servant, get the iron guys all for Andrew...... No one is missing!"

"Of course, sir!"

Schrader excitedly tugged at the chains, put Andrew down, and tied him to the cross.

"Come, honorable Lord Andrew, try this iron wedge, it tastes good...... Ordinary people don't have this treatment. ”

"When, when......", Schrader nailed the wedge hard, and Andrew's limbs splattered with flames.

Faced with the torture game in front of him, Paz felt disgusted and wanted to leave early: "Father, I have other things to do, please allow me to leave." ”

"Go, my child, and do what you have to do," Kritz brushed away the gloom and let kindness appear, "and go to the vault and get some gold coins, and take your brothers for fun." ”

"Hmm. ”

Paz didn't turn his head and took a big step towards the threshold. He happened to be troubled by the lack of gold, and he rejoiced to hear that he could go to the vault and get some.

"Old fox, you actually adopted a human boy as your adopted son. ”

However, Paz and Corrèse are not like adoptive sons and adoptive fathers. After sighing, Andrew closed his eyes and let Schrader tamp the wedge. The magic on this wedge will not completely stop the magic of the phoenix blood, it will only slow down the healing of Andrew's wounds, and it will not endanger Andrew's life, but those pains will always torment him.

"These playthings of yours are useless to me, I've seen them all, don't bother with it, I won't say anything. ”

"Hmph, see how long you last!"

Coritz stood up angrily. When he saw Andrew hanging in mid-air, he turned around with the help of Cripple Ex, and walked out of the synagogue to the west of the church and returned to the cottage further west.

"This guy won't say anything, he's as arrogant as the god of the sun. He thought we couldn't do anything about it!" Coritz patted the table in the book room.

"My lord, I think it's better to keep fishing. What do you say?"

Canther Silken walked over to his desk and lit the candlestick. His sleeves were rolled up, his arms were full of muscles, two long-wielding knives and axes, and his face alone seemed to be brutal, but his demeanor was decent, whether it was a light glass or a slight smile, it was elegant. He is a hybrid of Kanono and Terran, with a strong body and more human emotions.

"There is a way, but there is only one person who can interpret the dragon language, and we can't reach him at all. That's the problem. Corriz took a pill and said.

Then there was a knock on the door. Kryze saw Canther disappear into the wall and staggered the door open. Even in his own church, he still couldn't feel at ease. Therefore, he casually took the dagger in the drawer and hid it behind his back.

"Who? In the middle of the night, I really don't know the rules. ”

"My lord, it's me...... Squillal, your sincere supporter. ”

"Squeerl, what's going on so much?" Kritz tucked the dagger at his waist and opened the wooden door.

"Letters, Silver's. Squiller handed the letter and carefully closed the door.

"Oh, our friend finally has news," Corrize tore open the letter and walked over to the dim oil lamp, "but this news is disappointing!"

"What's wrong, sir?" Squiller stepped forward and stood respectfully at his desk.

"Our venerable Silver has done a stupid thing. He actually attacked Moonlight Town, and swaggered in front of the Renaissance Legion, and told the young man the whole thing! He still dares to send this letter!"

Corrize slammed the table and tossed the letter into the brazier.

"But isn't that just in our favor? We were going to clean up Erin. Squillel pondered.

"Think about it with your brain, he's gone too far! In the future, it will be even more difficult for us to unite the people of the Dark-Curtain Church!Silver that he is making it impossible for me to get down the stairs!" Corrèz clenched his fist and slammed the table again.

"He did it to us, it didn't do us any good, I don't know what he thought. Squeeler poured a glass of water and served it to try to put out the fire in Corryze.

"Think about it with your brain, I really miss my brain, Kanther, at this time. At this critical time, he actually went to Mochizuki City like this, just now," Corryz lit his pipe and took a hard puff, "I still need to catch up with my old friends. Help me to the synagogue. ”

"Slow down, give me the light. ”

Squiller took the oil lamp and held Corrèz with his right hand. In a few moments, they pushed the door of the synagogue by stepping on the moonlight that penetrated through the gap at the top of the cliff.

"Squeak ......"

The door opened, and the two complicated eyes met again.

Andrew was conscious. "Old fox, have you figured it out?" he tried to make himself smile as he welcomed his old friend back.

"I haven't thought about it yet. But there's one thing you need to help me figure out. Coritz sat down and wrapped his coat tightly.

"Tell me, I might be able to help you. Andrew glanced at the nailed hands and feet, and winked at Corryze.

"My faithful Schredder, put down our esteemed Andrew? Ahem...... "Corryz poured a pill into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Heh, give me a place to sit, just your diamond-studded chair. Andrew said calmly.

"Chairs! Hear me!Get moving!" Coritz scolded Schredder.

"Okay, tell me about you? Andrew took a step and went to the chair that Schrader had brought and sat down.

"I'm afraid you'll laugh at it, my trusty ally is in big trouble for me! Corriz sighed.

"Oh, you mean Silver, your men have been talking about it, and I'm calloused. You know that the news is really well-informed. Andrew scoffed.

"Silver is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and I don't think he's doing it well. You've got to help me think about it, it's better to come up with an idea, my brain is not with me. Corriz got up, poured a steady glass of wine, and handed it to Andrew.

"Do you know about Auraya Daisy?" Andrew reminded.

"This woman, I know. She is the commander of the revival legion, a nice woman, and she is not inferior to you Terran men in strategy. Coritz clinked glasses with Andrew and took a sip of his drink.

"He wanted to discredit her. Of course, there are others, you need to think for yourself. I don't want to help you at all," Andrew tilted his head and poured the wine down, still remembering the aftertaste, "Well, the wine is good." Sure enough, your stuff is good. ”

"Wine is good wine, and it depends on who drinks it. Corriz swallowed the wine in one gulp.

"Alright, nail it?" Andrew stood up and stretched out his arms, "You old fox, you won't let me go until you've achieved your goal." But, once again, I warn you, you can't get the Golden Covenant, don't even think about touching it!"

In this way, Corriz had the servants hang Andrew in the synagogue.

"Tonight was a bit of a gain. That woman, we need to deal with it. Coritz was helped away by Squillal, as she spoke.

"But is it really not good for us to purge the Shadows of Moonlight?" asked Squillal, confused.

"My dear Squaller, I praised you a while ago. Now, I wonder if your head is on you," Kritz sighed, "I see the situation is getting more and more complicated, get in touch with Leo." I need him to do something. Also, call Paz and some of his brothers over as well. ”

But it was getting late. Squirrell complained.

"Now!" Kritz breathlessed, sensing something big about to happen.

"Okay, okay...... I'll just do it, you're so unforgiving. Who called me your servant? Squillel handed the lantern to Corriz and turned around hurriedly.

"Damn Silver, you really shouldn't have made an alliance with him! he had made such a big deal in less than a week!" Corriz stared at the dim moon.

But soon, Corriz sank down. "Brothers of Paz, will you come?"