They returned to Gabriel at dawn.

Kormit was so tired that he wanted to fall headlong into bed, but he could only cheer up. Enoch's actions were undeniably atrocities for whatever they were for, but since he wasn't dead, Kormit had to take responsibility to protect him...... Even he himself was almost sacrificed by Enoch.

Whether it's a nervous breakdown in the head, or is it controlled by some evil force—on the way to Tabris's house, Kormit struggles to find a more suitable reason.

Thankfully, Maggie is still alive - Kyle, and so is the grave keeper.

Roger: They found him in the corner of the cemetery. Injured and unconscious, weak, but lucky not to die.

Comit ventured through the rock wall to rescue Maggie, found Fletcher and the others, and when Kylian led him back to the cemetery, Kyle had already woken up.

The grave keeper had been awakened by Maggie's cries for help two nights earlier. He didn't know how the two men had entered the cemetery without him being aware of it, and when he followed the sound with his sword, he saw Mogi, desperately struggling to break free from the ground, in a bright but cold white light ignited by magic, and the necromancer beside her, with his hands raised in the air, as if he was about to summon demons—when he first saw Enoch's back, he really thought it was an evil mage who said to walk among the graves in the dark night.

Fear inevitably strikes, but Kyle knows Mogi, who grew up with his children...... There was no way he could have left him and turned and fled.

He screamed loudly in a bluff, successfully getting the frightened Enoch to interrupt the spell. But when Enoch came to him like a ghost. He had no choice but to flee.

The grave keeper is more familiar with the entire cemetery than anyone else. He circled around to avoid Enoch and pulled Maggie to hide her in a crack in the rocks, only to be spotted by Enoch as he tried to go around the entrance to alert Gabriel's people.

He probably fell for some kind of spell. He fell to the ground until he was found by Roger.

The wolf smoke that called the police was not lit by him.

Moji, the black-haired and black-eyed girl, couldn't tell how she left the house in the middle of the night and ran to the lake. Enoch's pale face was right in front of her when she came to her senses, and she instinctively reached out and pushed, not expecting it to cause Enoch to lose her balance and fall on the reef.

For a moment she was too frightened to move—she thought he was dead, and his blood seemed to drown her like a tide in the moonlight...... She opened her disobedient legs and tried to escape home to wake up her parents and brother. but fell upon his corpse...... And he didn't die.

Memories after that were a mess. She only vaguely remembered Enoch's terrifyingly bright eyes, the sound of water in her ears, and the dead white moon hanging in the sky. Dangling around, remembering the horror of suddenly realizing that he was in the graveyard, remembering Kyle emerging from the darkness and shoving her into another dark place......

But the darkness is safe. Much safer than that blinding white glow.

Frightened. She kept squeezing in from her hiding place, and actually found a passage into the labyrinthine stone crevices around the cemetery and even on top.

But Enoch found it anyway.

The girl's petite size allowed her to squeeze into places that Enoch couldn't get into, and the flame that Enoch had to light turned into a stark warning. For two days, Mogi groped her way for her life in the dark, exhausted and on the verge of collapse in despair and fear. Before Kormit found her, she seemed to be blocked by Enoch in the middle of nowhere...... However, Kormit's appearance caused Enoch to suddenly give up on her.

They couldn't get any more details from the girl who had been trembling in her eldest brother's arms, but she obviously couldn't have the time to light the wolf smoke.

There are still many questions that remain unanswered. But things went more smoothly than Kormit had expected.

"I think it's God's will. ”

After hearing everything they knew, Tarbis told Kormit. Whatever god he was, he clearly did not want to see such a thing happen—perhaps not wanting to see an innocent girl die in a holy place, under the gaze of her ancestors, or perhaps he did not want to see such a tragedy lead to more terrible conflict. ”

Kormit was silent. He could hear the kindness in those words...... In the name of God, Tarbris implicitly stated that he would not pursue anything further, and judging by Roger's calm expression, he had no objection to this.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief...... Although he couldn't help but wonder if the gods mentioned by the old man also included Nesses.

This is God's will. Enoch said the same thing.

God's will...... Divine reasons, brilliant excuses, are understood, accepted, and used in different ways...... But who knows the true will of any of the gods?

Kormit knew this wasn't the time for him to get lost...... But he was really a little burned. Frustration and boredom were like invisible ropes, wrapped around his heart coldly.

He thought he should thank him...... But when he opened his mouth, his mind was suddenly empty, and he couldn't say anything.

“...... I was born here. Tablis spoke gently, suddenly on a seemingly unrelated topic, "But I've spent a long time in some old and bustling city. I have served a worthy lord who once said that people will take different paths towards the same goal, leaving behind completely different trajectories that will never meet again, and they will also follow different paths to the same place, like the flowing water that finally ends up in the sea...... But until you stop and end your journey, you won't know what kind of life you belong to. ”

Kormit looked at him in surprise and confusion.

“...... But he also said that it is dangerous and irresponsible to tell people some specious so-called 'wise sayings' that you don't even understand. The old man smiled and shook his head, "Forget what I said, Lord Reverend, you have your own way to go. ”

Kormit was silent for a moment, then solemnly bowed his head to the old man in thanks.

He does have his own way to go...... Although he didn't know where that path would take him.

The followers of Nessus had been living in two houses of the same faith, and Kormit brought them together - including Enoch.

He locked the young priest in the cellar, guarded by Kellian. Khaliat seemed unhappy about this, but no one other than Kelian could think of anyone who would not hesitate to strike a blow at anyone who tried to escape or break into the cellar.

When rescuing him outside the town of Kawaguta, the archers were clean and merciless with every arrow...... But he didn't kill Enoch.

It probably won't be because of a momentary soft-heartedness.

Kormit stood at the entrance of the cellar for a moment, a little curious if Kelion would ask the question he hadn't exited before when no one was around, but he quickly realized that the young man must have heard his footsteps long ago...... Besides, he couldn't have heard anything standing here, his ears weren't as sensitive as Kelion's.

The cellar had half a window above the ground, and the dim morning light illuminated Kellion's upright figure, as if he hadn't moved since Kurmit left.

He glared at Enoch, his gaze as cold and sharp as his arrows. Enoch just sat in the corner with his knees in his hands, unconscious.

“...... Enoch. "Do you remember who you are?"

It was a long time before Enoch looked up.

"Of course. He replied, his voice dry but calm, "I'm Enoch Fra, Nethers' servant. ”

“...... If you can still feel ashamed, you won't call yourself that anymore. "You tried to hurt an innocent girl just because she couldn't accept the love you imposed. ”

Anger and resentment once again surfaced in Enoch's eyes.

"She seduced me!" he claimed, still refusing to admit that he had done anything wrong, "and she tried to kill me again when I saw the devil's shadow in her......!

"What you drew on the graveyard is not an exorcism rune. Kormit interrupted him coldly.

Enoch slammed his mouth shut, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face.

He had made so many excuses for himself that he couldn't tell which one was real.

"Who taught you to use it this way...... Sacrifice?" Kormit hesitated for a moment before asking, "You know that Nesses would not accept such a sacrifice!"

Enoch tilted his head and looked at him with a strange look for a long time.

Then he burst out laughing.

"You don't know anything, Comitt Ansel!" he laughed and called him by name, "You don't know why God needs us, you don't know why we need God...... You don't know anything. ”

“...... I at least knew you were going to be judged. ”

Amid his increasingly frantic laughter, Kormit said calmly, "You can save the rest of the excuses until then." ”

“...... Who has the right to judge me?" The smile quickly faded, and Enoch glared at him fiercely, "You, the king who doesn't know how long he will be on the throne, or the fishy heretics of this village?"

Looking at the strange light in his eyes, Kormit shuddered unconsciously.

Heathen...... He remembered this ancient name that had been lost to history for many years...... It is also known that it is soaked in blood in every syllable.

It took a long time for humanity to break free from its ignorance and narrow-mindedness...... Won't you repeat the mistakes of the past?

"I will bring you to the Sage. He replied hastily, suddenly just wanting to get out of this place as quickly as possible, "You can't question his authority." ”

He looked at Enoch's face. After the initial horror and fear...... There was a fleeting, mocking smile on the young man's lips.

(To be continued......)