"Bang"

- The sound of a huge force crashing into the shield, the bloody breath blowing down the wind, the face painted with various colors did not look like a human, but like another terrifying creature, the Wiener, this is the Vener!

There seemed to be blood on the sword he was waving, and the invisible pressure made him unable to move, so he could only watch, watching the sword swing down, and the hand that was clenched together had long since lost consciousness, and by the time Beer regained his senses, he had been pushed away, and the younger brother he was holding was gone.

"What a lucky boy, just lost a layer of skin!"

The man who rescued him had a beard, and he laughed and pulled the bloodied Belle up, completely oblivious to how painful the action would be.

Beer was accustomed to enduring pain, and it seemed that he had not left the impression of pain since he could remember, but the events of his childhood were so long ago that he could not remember what his mother had beaten him for, perhaps because he had not taken his brother with him.

Oh, yes, brother.

"Where's my brother? Luneng, Luneng?"

"Your brother, there are no younger children here, how dare you run out alone when you're so young?"

The griffons on the shield shimmered with gold, and the dark blue shield stood on the ground, blocking the wind from the back, where the corpses were being burned, the corpses of the people of that village, the mutilated bodies could not be buried, and the corpses had to be burned in order to prevent them from becoming the necromancer's favorite.

The flames were blazing, as if they could hear the devastated souls screaming in the fire, and then with the black smoke billowing up to the sky, would they go to heaven?

Beer looked up at the sky, and then was slapped on the head, "Don't look at it, your brother may not be dead, isn't that magician not there? Your brother is an apprentice of spiritual magic? That may have been taken away!"

Many people know what spiritual magic represents, although the Krans family's bounty has only appeared once, but the impact is known to everyone, it is a long-term reward, because there are really few people in their family, and it is so small that the head of the family can not care about the source of the bloodline, even if it is an illegitimate child, as long as it proves that he has magical talent, he can put the name of "Crans" on the crown.

However, there is no need to talk so much about all this, especially since this child has no talent for magic or vindictiveness.

"Where are you going?"

"Caictus, I'm going there. Beer pursed his lips, there was no smile on his face, the wound on his back was still painful, although there were healing magicians in the mercenary team, but magicians would not heal ordinary people, and pharmacists, he simply didn't have the money to buy those potions.

Apply a simple herb and let the wound heal on its own, there is no other way.

Firmly grasping the burden of putting food, this is the only thing he has at the moment, but in the eyes of these people, it is not valuable.

"Okay, it just so happens that we are going there too, you come with us, do things for us on the way, and we won't charge you for the fare. ”

The bearded man was not the regimental commander, but after he said this, Beer saw that the regimental commander also nodded and agreed with him.

The Griffin Mercenary Regiment is a very regular mercenary regiment, and there are beautiful female warriors in the regiment, although they are beautiful, they are not delicate, and when it comes to jokes, men can't say anything about her.

She was kind to Beer, and when she arrived at Caictus, she knew that Bel had nowhere to go, and she went to find a priest she knew.

The pastor named Fred was a good old man, and he responded to her plea: "Don't worry, I will take care of this child." ”

The apprehensive Beer followed the priest, he would go to the city every day to look for it, to inquire if there was any news of Luneng, time passed day by day, when he took the medicine given by the priest, after a day of pain, he had a fighting spirit, he was immersed in the cultivation of fighting spirit, and never went to Luneng again......

The blonde boy was pale and had nothing in his hands, but he was still able to smile even when he was surrounded by him.

"What holy relic? I don't know what holy relic. ”

"Don't quibble, the holy relic is on you, hand it over quickly!"

The lead knight was Beer's companion, and they trained together, acted together, and searched together for the oracle that would most likely be the heir of the Clans family.

As a member of the Holy See, Beer naturally has no good impression of these nobles, not to mention that his childhood experience told him that none of these nobles are good, they never care about the lives of the commoners, and their high-minded faces are annoying.

And these nobles are not the worst, the worst is the children of these nobles, those who are full of only noble blood, who have no so-called aristocratic elegance at all, and bully them like devils to the children of these commoners.

tyrannical, cruel, and ruthless...... Those guys, damn it.

The cold-faced Beer looked at the blonde boy quibbling, and he thought to himself, who would believe you, something full of lies.

He had also committed the crime of stealing, and Beer felt even more guilty and hated for it, and the thought that the person in front of him dared to penetrate the holy relics of the Holy See, he was angry in his heart.

How good the Holy See is, he dares to steal things from the Holy See!

Thinking that this man had been noticed by the priest, and had been treated with kindness by the priest, and that he had even received bread and wine from the Holy See, he knew that he was such a person, and he would not let him take those things if he said anything.

"I really don't know what the relics are, or you can tell me what they are, and I can help you find them. ”

"Don't quibble, you'd better hand it over honestly!"

"You've sneaked into Caictus, are you here to travel?Don't tell these lies, hurry up and hand over the holy relics!"

The knights were more daring to ask questions than the other, they didn't know much, they only knew that this person was from the Clarence family, and the magicians of those great nobles had never dealt with them, and the evil magicians always did something harmful to the world, and this one in front of them was no exception.

Beer was not clever in his tongue and did not follow the question, but he also thought the same thing in his heart, anger churned in his eyes, but his face was even colder, for this kind of person, there was no need to forgive.

He took the lead and brandished his sword, and the others, his companions, also hurriedly followed his pace when they saw this, as knights of the Holy See, they were never taught to fight one-on-one, all they had to do was to keep an attack direction with their companions, and then attack at the same time, giving the enemy a fatal blow.

However, their attacks all failed.

The other party seemed to know how to dodge their attacks, and avoided them with ease, incredibly.

Beer was not reconciled, and the other knights were not reconciled, so it was easy to catch, who would let go of this ready-made credit.

In the Holy See, there is a clear order, and the path to promotion is clear, but the credit points needed to buy a step are not easy to obtain.

Priests can also earn merit points by preaching and developing believers, but they knights, except for some function in chasing shops, are no different from decorative vases.

Beer has made vases many times, when he was a child, he was a holy son, and after he was vindictive, he became a knight, and his identity changed, but his essence did not change.

The other party knows magic, yes, the magic of the Klans family is spiritual magic, how can I forget it!

Beer thought of this in time, and reminded his companions that before they came, the Bishop had personally given them a prop that would prevent them from being controlled by psychic magic.

Thinking of this, they inspired the props, the small props pinned to the collar, and when they used it, they didn't even need to touch it with their hands, just look at it and concentrate on chanting the mantra.

After the props were stimulated, Beer himself didn't feel any difference, but the battle situation was soon different, the other party showed fatigue under the siege, and was soon stabbed with a sword, and their swords all had fighting spirit, even if it was an ordinary sword, the wound was not small.

Blood soon poured out, such a wound, such pain, the blonde boy's face turned even paler, and he pleaded again, but no one listened.

The attack of magic was blocked from an invisible barrier, and Beer and the others couldn't hold out for long, but after delaying for so long, it was enough, and more people rushed over, and now, he couldn't escape.

Bel, who had chased each other for most of the city, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task given by the Holy See, and then return to the state of being without food and clothing when he was a child.

"Luneng Krans, hand over the relics. ”

The pastor's questioning is more powerful than theirs.

However, Beer didn't listen anymore, what did he say? Luneng? Is it Luneng? That Luneng?

He looked back and saw that the blonde boy who had been tied up seemed to be really familiar, and there seemed to be traces of the past on that face, but ......

How could it be? Didn't he say he was coming to Kractes? Wasn't he his own brother? How did he become a member of the Klans family?

Have you been deceived?

The Holy See rarely holds trials, but only a trial can reveal the truth to this person who refuses to confess his sins, preferring to die rather than hand over the holy relics.

Presiding over the trial, the youngest bishop of the Holy See, stood in front of the judgment seat and questioned again, but the result was the same, Luneng did not admit anything, but laughed at their stupidity.

After the flogging, nothing changed, and the bishop regretfully announced the order to be burned at the stake, and the fire burned, and Beer looked anxiously, was he the Luneng? Is it his own brother? He had something to ask, but he just stood by the priest's side and watched the fire burn.

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse. Luneng was tied to the cross, he smiled softly, and said something that no one understood very well, and then, the blinding light suddenly lit up, overpowering the fire, overpowering all the brightness of the world, and when Beer looked again with tears, there was someone on the cross, and the phantom of an angel appeared, and the golden light shrouded his snow-white wings, and the feathers were also like gold.

The fire was still burning, but everyone was so shocked that for a while there was no one to put it out.

When the fire was extinguished and the people on the cross were dead, Biel watched the bishop leave with a black face, watched the priest muttering something he didn't hear, he fell to his knees with weak legs, he actually knew, this Luneng was that Luneng, it was his younger brother Luneng.

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