Cole clutched his head in pain and crouched on the ground.

“... qui Latvian Leetao? Quid nexum inter se, Rubrum et Latvian imperator Osgur? ... Quis ego sum?“ (Letao...... Who is Lotao? What is the connection between himself, Lotao......, and the Red Emperor Osgu? Who is it?)

“Heus, tu bene?“ The boy crouched down and looked at him worriedly.

“... Ego Sum denique, sicut paulo angustiæ.“ （…… I'm fine, just a little dizzy. Cole got back on his feet.

“Est bene. Per viam, buddy meus nomen Latvian. Quod nomen est tibi?“ (It's okay.) By the way, my name is Retao, what's your name?) The boy smiled and held out his hand.

“... Et Rogerus（…… Roger. Cole reported a pseudonym that had been prepared for a long time.

“Rogerus, cur tu in persona circumdatio?“ (Roger, why are you wearing a mask?)

“... In primis annis et species ignis usque ad collum semper, et tulit me de persona et celabo faciem meam“.（…… In his early years, he was ruined by the fire, so he covered his face with a mask. ）

"Esto ......" (Oh...... ）

In fact, Lotao didn't understand why he cared so much about the masked man. He just felt a special kinship about this Roger, as if they had known each other for many years.

“Est nobis!“ Letao jumped for joy.

A scruffy uncle leaned lazily in a chair. A note was posted on the table:

Adnotatione feodo, C nummos auri.

Application fee, 100 gold.

“Nummos auri C? An ad Rom magister, ut latrocinari velint?“ (100 gold coins?does this Rem want to rob?) Cole's eyes widened.

“Est bene, vos can illud quod actu recte reddito X nummos auri et solvente C solidos, vos mos multum tribulationis animam viventem atque a bonus locus.“ (Actually, you can get over it by paying 10 gold coins, but you will save a lot of trouble by paying 100 gold coins, and you will also get a good living room.) Letao explained, (If you don't have any money, I can lend you!)

«Quod non est necesse. ' (Not really.) Cole's voice trembled.

A hundred gold coins! Sarkovich, there is so much money in the Rem Sect!

“Ne simulare, modo non habetis argentum, neque pecuniam, ego non reddere te!“ (Don't pretend, no money is no money, I'll pay for you!) Letao slapped two hundred gold coins on the table, "Abeamus!" (Let's go!)

Cole reluctantly followed.

'Audi ad advenis. Si autem vis ad hanc ecclesiam intrare, vos have ut omnem pecuniam redde! (Newcomer, listen, if you want to enter this church, you have to pay all the money!) Several elderly believers stood in front of the palace gate, looking arrogant.

“Nonne tu qui dicis non solvit auri centum denarios: et elegit vos, vacaret; et abiit itinere aequaliter conueniant? Quid rei?“ (Didn't you say that you paid a hundred gold coins, and even the selection was exempted, and the road was unimpeded?) Cole looked at these people with some displeasure.

“Uh ... non credentibus et senex qui non habetis argentum, probabiliter ut expendas, venerunt ad PROBUS advena ..."(uh...... They are probably old believers who have no money to spend, and they have come to bully newcomers...... ）

“In aliis verbis, iusti sunt obstruite perfugia improborum?“ (i.e., they're just scoundrels?) Cole raised an eyebrow, "Quod suus 'multo facilius." (That's a lot easier.) ）

Before Litao could figure out what the big brother was up to, the hapless cultists had already flown out.

"LATRO ......" (WOW...... Letao's face adored.

“abeamus.“ (Let's go.) ）

“Frater, quamvis non necesse sit electus, ibi erit aestimatio promotionem in ecclesia in near posterus. Duo et duo teams potest esse. Turbari, fratrem magnus, operiet iunior frater!“ (Big brother, although we don't need to select, but there will be a promotion assessment within the church soon, you can form a team in twos and twos, please trouble the big brother to cover the younger brother when the time comes!) Letao stuck up and said cheekily.

Cole touched his face speechlessly. “Ego te, quae senex?“ (Am I that old?)

He secretly cursed in his heart, but he didn't say anything on his face, just nodded in acquiescence.

“Euge!“ "Big frater, susum primum, ut aliquid youll 'adepto vos manducare." ）

After saying that, he ran away like a gust of wind.

Cole shook his head helplessly and walked into his room.

Behind the church is the place where the Rem cult houses its members, and it occupies a small area. , not even 1/3 of the area of Sylfa's house. So the congregants were forced to live in one room with five or six people at the same time. However, due to the 200 gold coins that Lietao handed over, Cole and Lotao were assigned to a rather atmospheric room that was not only full of aura, but even had a swimming pool of their own. While Cole was happy, he also secretly lamented the decay and darkness behind the Rem Religion.

A few days passed, and Cole followed the disciples to learn the most basic martial arts during the day, and went around at night to find out. It didn't take much effort for Cole to figure out the situation of this branch, and the bishop of this small branch church was just a second-rate commodity, and he couldn't make more than twenty moves under Cole. The rest of the people are even more vulnerable, and there are basically no characters who can make Cole jealous. Cole's goal is not to be a small branch, and the top priority is to pass the assessment to be promoted to the headquarters in a justifiable manner, but not too conspicuous to avoid revealing his identity.

The white horse passed through the gap, and the promotion assessment began soon.

Cole and Letao huddled in the crowd, waiting for the results of the draw.

“... Et hoc signum est cur tot colorum?“ (This sign...... Why are there so many colors?) Cole asked curiously.

"Vos operor non intellego, dextra '" (You don't understand this,) Lietao deliberately lowered his voice, Lietao industria vocem summittere "color eft indicium. Rubrum sortitio sortitio et XX solidos simul omnes quatuor credentium generationibus nostra. Flavum sortitio sortitio decem aureos conficiuntur secunda vel tertia fidelium. Nam album bibendum suus libero. , quod suus 'iustus non quod trahunt ex generatio ecclesiae membra in genere exercitati a loci episcopo. (The color of this sign is very particular.) The red lot is the upper lot, 20 gold coins at a time, all of them are new to the sect like us, the fourth generation of believers, the yellow lot is the winning lot, 10 gold coins at a time, composed of two or three generations of believers, as for the white lot, it is free, but you will draw out the first generation of believers trained by the bishop of the branch himself. ）

“Accipies personam nec munera publice operire postulas? Headquarter ad populum nolite esse curo?“ Cole was taken aback.

«Ubi autem administrare, vos have ut sciam quod non est instructa headquarters quoque et in magno capite abstulisse putandus est.“ (Where will they care, you must know that the headquarters also has to take a cut, and it is still the bulk of the take.) ）

Cole sighed to himself, the Rem Church was far worse than he imagined, and even this kind of major event related to the future of the church could be allowed to run rampant with corruption, and the glory of this church might not last long.

'Tum quid existis trahunt multum? (And what kind of lottery did you draw?) Cole asked.

'Nam assecurationis proposita, flavo signum '. Letao was still somewhat confident in Cole's strength.

The judges on the stage of "Cultist Latvian quattuor temporibus Rogerius, in secundo generatio Cultist Filiro Tucker" (Litao, Roger, against Feliro, Tucker!) were loudly announced.

“Second-Christiana generation?“ Letao shouted, "Fortuna nimium malis?" (Luck is too bad!)

Cole was very calm, after all, even the first generation of cultists was only a matter of three moves for him. In order to prevent Lotao from crying for his father, he walked towards the competition venue alone.

Seeing this, Lietao followed with his head down, with a sad face.

on the field.

The audience whispered, saying nothing more than not optimistic about the two of them, and even began to bet that the two would lose within a few moves.

Lotao was already complaining, and when he heard these words, he regretted it again and again, he shouldn't have coveted that few dollars. The four words of regret are used to describe his expression at this time.

“Non posse deflecti ab aliis.“ (Don't be influenced.) Cole could only speak out in comfort.

On the other side, Tucker and Feliro chatted relaxedly, completely ignoring their opponents.

"Ludus satus!" (The assessment begins!) The referee blew the whistle, and Jing Wufu took the lead:

“Deglutire tigris!“ (Sky Eater!)

Second-order beast magic, the limit of this second-generation disciple is afraid that it is no more than this, obviously Tucker wants to win with one blow and play a prestige in front of his junior disciple.

Cole feigned horror and slipped on the soles of his feet, narrowly avoiding the finger.

But the moment the Sky Eater brushed Cole's body, his brow furrowed deeply.

It's so weak! It's so weak that something is wrong. If it weren't for the fact that he had tried his best to control the magic power just now and not leak out, this little would not even be able to pierce the corners of his clothes. This is not at all the level that a member of the three major churches should have, even if it is a branch, the branch disciples of the rest of the church can definitely defeat him easily. Even if Tucker's strength is placed in a second-rate church, he is just a newcomer who has just started, how did he become a second-generation follower of the branch when he arrived in the Rem Sect?

Tucker was very annoyed when he missed the blow, and he didn't even think about the backhand being another Sky Eater.

As a result, it was naturally easily dodged by Cole. Tucker feels humiliated by a newcomer and goes all out in a fit of rage!

“Haec morus?“ (This brainless guy!) Cole scolded secretly, and then he was squeezed out of Tucker's magic power within ten breaths, and he would knock down a second-generation disciple without blood, which would inevitably arouse the suspicion of those who cared about it.

Cole glanced at the edge of the ring and took it into account. He pretended to be forced by Tucker's momentum to retreat, and gradually reached the very edge of the ring. Before Tucker's aggressive attack could hit him, Cole deliberately tripped himself and let Tucker rush out of the ring on his own!

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter!

Cole took the opportunity to take a look at Lotao's battle. Feliro kept pressing Retao, and after Tucker was eliminated, he shot with all his might, but he was never able to break Retao.

Cole's eyes narrowed, and he saw the doorway: Feliro's strength seemed to be fierce, but every move was perfectly resolved by Lietao, and Lietao didn't need to fight and retreat at all. This situation will only occur when there is a big difference in strength between the two sides in the second encounter, and Lietao ......

"Est non vere tamquam ......homo..." Cole smiled indifferently and joined the fight.

Under the wheel battle between the two, coupled with various accidents directed by Cole, Feliro was finally knocked out of the ring by the two of them.

There was a burst of boos from the audience, and in the eyes of everyone, this was the result of a newcomer with some strength and good luck.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Under the vigorous performance of Cole and Retao, they became the darlings of Destiny, and their opponents always dropped the chain at critical times, and finally won the last spot in the headquarters.

In the eyes of envy and jealousy, Cole and Retao got on the big ship bound for the headquarters.

Most of the ships are the pride of the sky of various branches, and they have their own arrogance. He also ignored Cole and Lessao. Cole had no choice but to sit in the bow of the boat with Litao, chatting without a word.

“Sit amet in me quod vis ut pelagus ecclesiam intrare? ingenii tui, te non postulo ut exsisto curiosus.“ (Tell me the truth, what do you want to go to the main church for? Cole asked suddenly.

“... Sunt quaedam quae iam non convenient, ut me ad vos detail, Quod Non possum dicere hoc me habere se hostes in Ecclesia Rom.“ （…… There are some things that I am not convenient for me to talk to you about now, but what I can tell you is that I have an enemy in the Rem Church. ）

“Vindicta! ' Idem est in me". ）

“An hic repetiturum?“ Letao was somewhat surprised.

"Ita ......" (yes...... Cole said lightly, "A... Ego adversariis vindicare. (a...... Revenge had to be taken. ）

After a few days of turbulence, the group finally arrived at the Rem Church.

Cole looked up at the towering mountain gate, remembering the last time he broke into the Rem Sect alone, and his eyes instantly became fierce:

“Sakovic, Noch, Rom me veniet ex cultu vivit, erit et tandem maximus error in vita estis!“ (Sarkovich, Noche, letting me out of the Rem cult alive will be the biggest and final mistake you will make in this life!)

They were greeted by several headquarters personnel, with a look of arrogance on their faces. The first Cole is still known to be Sain, who had fought in the Wizard's Contest a few years ago. His father was one of the Rem cardinals, and he himself was one of the so-called sons of the younger generation of the Rem Order.

“Sustenta gressus, hillbillies. Et hoc genere, non est tibi. Non refert quam excelsum tuum sit status, quae hic est incipiens a VULNUS. Si quis est sine ratione facit tribulationis, ad te statim volvunt genere rumpitur!“ (Hillbillies, listen up, this is not your branch, and no matter how high your status was, everything is starting from scratch.) If anyone causes trouble for no reason, go back to your broken division immediately!) Sain's gaze swept around, domineering.

The crowd erupted into a commotion. They used to be either rich and powerful in the branch, or they were extremely powerful, and they became hillbillies, so naturally few people were willing.

Sain snorted coldly, stomped his foot, and a wave of coercion spread. The strength of the arrogance immediately made the Protestants obediently shut up. This feeling of oppression they had felt in the cardinals of their former brother in their own branch.

Sain didn't talk nonsense either, and walked into the church on his own. And the branch disciples who were shocked by the dismount had a lot of rules, and automatically lined up in a long line to follow.

Cole's doubts grew. Looking at this situation, the level of the members of the general church of the Rem Church is not low, but why is the level of the branch members so low? The number of members who have risen from the branch should theoretically account for about seventy percent of the total number of members of the church.

Upon arriving at the church, Sain brought a red magic potion from nowhere.

«Haec est enim potio data est a Deo lucis. Non est magnum bonum est tibi. Quisque vos can vado in atrium illustratio et accipere se pill diem. Tu quoque accipere additional tuae praemium te contributions. Sunt septem cardinales in potestate haec Ecclesia, , id est, quod sint septem dividitur, et ex utraque pars est etiam ratio propria leviter alia ac praemium. (This is a potion given by the God of Light, which will be of great benefit to you, and each of you can go to the Temple of Enlightenment a day to receive one pill, and you will also be rewarded for your meritorious deeds on weekdays.) There are seven cardinals in this general church, which means that there are seven factions, and each faction has a slightly different reward system. ）

The Protestants approached curiously, and each received a vial. At Sain's urging, the cultists drank the magic potions.

Cole was about to drink it, but he inadvertently caught the disciples behind Sain.

There was a hint of pity in the eyes of those few Honbu disciples!

“Non!“ (Oh no!) Cole was shocked. He hurriedly pressed his voice into a line and spoke to Retao:

'Non bibam illum? Difficultas huic potio! (Don't drink it!)

Although he was a little puzzled, Lietao quietly poured out the magic potion.

Seeing that everyone had drunk the potion, Sain left. The congregations also dispersed.

Cole sat in the luxurious suite that Retao had bought at a great price, his face gloomy.

“Rogerus, quod suus 'iniuriam hoc medicina?“ (Roger, what's wrong with this potion?) Letao held up the potion and looked closely.

“Ego feci sicut vir simplex test de rebus. Et de hac materia rudis magicae potion-os formatam habet herba?" (I briefly tested the ingredients just now, and the ingredients of this magic potion are bone-transforming herbs!) Cole took a deep breath, "Haec herba potest esse videtur ut amplio in a brevis temporis, sed ad illam vitam in actu overdrawing swallower! (This herb seems to be able to improve in a short period of time, but it is actually overdrawing the life of the person who swallows it!)

“Quid?“ (What?) Letao's face turned pale with fright.

Cole struggled to calm himself. He finally understood why corruption was rampant within the Rem Sect, and most of the followers were the children of rich families with fat heads and big ears, but they could still stand in the world for a hundred years. If he guessed correctly, Rem taught to use worthless magic potions (to cultivate) foreign disciples, and the resources saved were concentrated on the descendants of the sect, thus creating the so-called (genius), which Sarkovic is so vicious!

“Casleu. Them admonere debemus?“ (Roger.) Shall we warn them?) Letao was frightened.

“... non opus, quod non credimus nos adversus duos verba inter se comparare possumus maybe noster queant custodiri. Praeterea quoniam ipsi electi opportunistic praestigiis ludit qui stultitiae suae pretium persolverent est. '（…… No, they won't believe the two of us, and if we don't confront each other, we won't be able to keep our secret. Besides, since they have chosen to cut corners, they should pay for it. ）

"Esto ......" (Oh...... ）

“Sed ... herba est specifica effectus huius os mutantur, nisi per arcanum Spiritus gens antiqua, quam feci scis haec guys?“ (though...... The specific effect of this bone-transforming grass is a secret that only the Spirit Clan knows, how do these guys know?) Cole frowned.

Midnight.

Cole took advantage of the moonlight to check his injuries. Last time, Noch had completely abolished his right hand, and if it weren't for Prince Carret, he would have only one left hand. To this day, his right hand still hurts from time to time, which makes Cole very sad.

Flutter knock.

The sound outside the door alerted Cole for a moment. He quietly got out of bed and looked out through the crack in the door.

In the living room, a graceful woman walked backwards and backwards, followed closely by Lotao, looking sluggish.

“Nuntius?“ Cole was startled, hurriedly exerted his strength, and a force of true yuan hit the woman along the ground, and the woman was shocked to the ground without warning.

“...... Quis es?“ （…… Who are you?) Retao immediately came to his senses.

The woman's charm has been broken, and she bounced up from the ground, her fingers bent into the shape of eagle claws, and she attacked Lietao!

However, Cole was one step ahead of her and forced the woman back with one palm!

When the woman saw that the situation was not good, she turned around and ran.

“Ubi ire!“ Cole took a few quick steps and jumped to his feet.

Just as Cole was about to catch up with the woman, a yellow talisman hit Cole's door.

“Infrenaverunt?“ (Rune?) Cole was helpless, and landed on the ground with a somersault in the air. The yellow talisman hit the wall, and immediately summoned a green thunderbolt, splitting the wall black.

Cole turned his head to look out the window, and the two figures were about to climb over the wall of the Yinian Palace, and they climbed the wall with a few kicks, and they were about to leave Cole's sight.

“Egestas ad lapsum? Quod tam facile est!“ Cole's hands were sealed, and a black python quickly took shape behind him!

Cole's heart moved, and two black rays of light shot out of the two eyes of the giant python, directly hitting the figure that was already in the air!

After a muffled sound, there was no movement outside the window.

Cole didn't chase after him, his eyes were cold.

At the same time, the city of Renyan, the family of Sylfa.

The slightest movement of Noelle's fingers alarmed Nogel, who was lying at the head of the bed.

“Soror, excitandi gratia estis?“ (Sister, are you awake?)

Noelle slowly opened her eyes and looked at Nogel with a confused expression:

“...... Quis es?“ （…… Who are you?)

Nogel was stunned for a moment and said with a smile.

"Ne joculantur de fratre ad tempus". ）

“... Frater? An mihi, frater? ... Et unde hoc?“ （…… Brother, are you my brother......? Where is this?) Noelle looked around.

“Noelle, non terrent, non quae re vera obliviscar?“ (Noelle, don't scare me, you can't really forget everything, do you?)

“Noelle? Noelle nomen meum?“ (Noelle?, my name is Noelle?)

“Festinate, et vocate ad medicus!“ (Doctor!)

The doctor hurried over, checking his pulse and touching his head. Nogel walked around on the side, anxious:

“Doctor, quod suus 'iniuriam sorore mea?“ (Doctor, what's wrong with my sister?),

The doctor shook his head, stood up, and respectfully stepped aside:

“Hoc est, temporalis est memoria damnum fecit a trauma ad caput. Nescio quam diu ea non recuperet, nisi per longissimum est tantum quinque annis.“ (This is a temporary amnesia due to trauma to the head.) It's hard to say how long it will take, but it's not more than five years at most. ）

Only then did Nogel relax and wave his hand to let Lang Zhong retreat. He was about to sit down and say something to Noelle, but one of his subordinates broke in:

“Domine mi, princeps est ad descendit.“ (Your Excellency, His Royal Highness the Prince has come down.) ）

Nogel's face sank, but he didn't say anything, but just said a few words to the man standing next to him and went out.

Noelle looked curiously as the man sat down:

“Quis es?“ (Who are you?)

“Mea nomen est Casleu. Et defecerunt in via. (My name is Roger, you passed out on the side of the road, I found you.) The man laughed softly.

“... Et Rogerus tu accipies pro me deambulatio?“ (Roger...... Can you take me out for a walk?)

“Non salvus fieret, sic ut ne circa ambulare.“ (Your injuries are not healed and you should not move around.) Roger shook his head apologetically.

"Laesa..." (injured...... Noelle's eyes were a little misty, "... quid ego meminisse videor memini me, antequam transit in gladio aliquis clauserit ... Quis est homo?“ (I seem to remember something...... I remember that before I fell unconscious, someone seemed to have blocked a sword for me...... Who is that person?)

Noelle rubbed her temples with her jade hand, trying to remember. However, the name has been on his lips, but he has never been able to say it.

Roger's eyes were dark, and at last he sat down on the edge of Noelle's bed, and said softly:

“Noli cogitare de illo, qui hominem ... (Don't think about it, that man...... That's me. ）

“Tu es?“ (Is that you?) Noelle was stunned.

"Bene, non autem cogitare de, dum in somno". Roger gently tucked the corners of the quilt for Noelle and walked out.

Standing in the garden, Roger stared at Noelle's attic, and his childhood memories flooded back.

……

“Quod tibi nomen est? Ubi est domus tua?“ (What's your name??Where's Home?) The girl bent over.

The little beggar, shivering in the cold wind, looked up at the girl and said nothing.

“Est et miserabilis et Noelle est nomen meum, et in domum suam venis ad me?“ (Pathetic, my name is Noelle, will you come home with me?)

The little beggar looked at the girl's outstretched hand in surprise and hesitantly put it up.

The little girl didn't seem to see the dirty grease on the little beggar's hands, and held his hand tightly.

The little beggar stood up from the corner, his face flushed.

“Eamus noster familia est multum delectamenti, lets 'edere in unum!“ (Let's go, we have a lot of delicious food at home, let's eat together!)

The girl's innocent smile was deeply imprinted in the little beggar's heart, and he nodded heavily.

The girl cheered, pulled the little beggar to meet the flying snowflakes, and ran towards her house.

A cute girl in bright clothes, a little beggar in rags, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, together with the fluttering snow, constitute the most memorable picture of Roger's life.

……

Roger was immersed in the memories, but suddenly crouched down. A desperately suppressed roar of pain came from under the flowers.

Roger's exposed skin began to crack, and the red color spread throughout his body. In his chest, a wisp of cold air escaped from the gap between Roger's fingertips and dissipated into the air.

With great difficulty, Roger took a pill from the pocket of his coat and took it, and after a few times, he stood up again, looking fierce.

"Cole...... ）

Cole didn't know that he was being remembered again, and he was now running around for the Rem baptism. In order not to expose his strength, but also to be selected as an official believer, he has spent a lot of money in the past few days. (Letao:?)

After checking up and down, Cole and Letao finally blended into the team without any danger.

"Hodie illic es eximius 1,029 credentibus departments ab externis quae sunt ab Episcopo aestimandam, locatur rite electus ad communem ecclesiae ..."(Today, there are 1,029 outstanding foreign believers, who have been examined by the bishop and officially elected to the Episcopal Church...... The host on stage was talking a bunch of nonsense.

Cole had already closed his eyes offstage, and he always wore a mask on such big occasions anyway.

Suddenly, the crowd was in a commotion, as if something big had happened.

Cole was woken up, and when he looked up, he found that he had reached the stage of standing, and there were seven cardinals standing on the stage, and the congregants also took action.

Cole inadvertently glanced to the right, only to notice that something was wrong with Litao.

Letao stared closely in a certain direction on the stage, his fingernails were deeply turned into his palms, his teeth were clenched, his body trembled with anger, and the aura of the whole person seemed to have changed.

Cole followed his gaze and saw an acquaintance.

Notch!

“Mitescere, iam non est tempus bonum ut faciam illud.“ (Calm down, now is not a good time to get started.) Cole whispered.

Letao didn't speak, his eyes full of hatred never taking his eyes off Notchy.

Night.

Notch sat in the main hall of the church, brown magic flowing through him.

There was a slight noise outside the palace, causing Notch to open his eyes in disbelief. He walked out of the cultivation room and was about to call the guards. Suddenly, a dagger, his eyes quickly enlarged!

Notch didn't eat so many treasures in vain, he dodged the sneak attack with one side, and the assassin turned around, and the moonlight from outside the palace illuminated his face.

“Tu es?“ (Is that you?) Notch was surprised.

Retao was silent, only to show the dagger in his hand again.

“Yo, ... interficere me tu es? (Yo, you're going to ...... Kill me?) Nuochi scoffed, "Just as an fiduciam habes in te ignavum nominare? Quid, vis mulieris ulciscentes dilecti tui? Back tunc, te respexit ad ea quae a me captus..."(Just you coward?, what, to avenge your beloved woman?, you watched her be ...... by me ）

"Ut clauditis!" (shut up!) Letao suddenly became furious.

“Expers esse timidi, quid agis? Tu erant in domo tempore, sed non audent respirare in momento, et non dare testimonium in posterum. Vos se vindicaturum quo animo? "Per viam, habeo dicere: saporem est vere soror tua est........." ）

Before he could finish speaking, Lutao had already stabbed him with a sword! Notchy's foul language completely angered him, and the hatred that had been buried in his heart for many years exploded unreservedly at this moment!

Notch sneered and greeted him empty-handed.

'Nimirum, insufficientem tamen ut prius es'. Notch sneered, and Mamoto quickly gathered in his hand and struck Lotao with a palm.

While Litao was still in the air, Notch shot with all his might, and the blade of the sword went straight to Litao!

At this moment, a dark shadow came out halfway.

“Et fugit draco!“ (Blue Dragon Groan!)

Cole is no longer the Amon he used to be, Nuoqi carelessly blocked with his arm, and his right arm turned into blood in an instant!

"Ah--" (A——!) Nooch grew up with all the wounds he had suffered from childhood and upbringing together were less than a tenth of the pain of this broken arm, and it is no exaggeration to describe his (earth-shattering) roar.

Cole secretly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly picked up Lotao and walked away.

With Cole's strength, it would not be difficult to escape before Sarkovic sealed off the church. But when he saw the mountain down, Lietao didn't want to go on.

“Rogerus, ut bene misericordiam tuam: sed in monte iurare quia non vadam absque cutting Noch. Bracchium fregisse, quamquam Noch: animam suam non incolumem. Debeo ipsum sustulisset. de caput. (Roger, I appreciate your kindness, but I swear that I will never go down the mountain without slashing Noch this time.) Notch had broken an arm, but his life was safe. I'm going to cut off his head. Letao was very resolute.

Cole couldn't resist him, so he had to compromise:

"Sint, dimittam te". ）

“... Et Rogerus gratias ago tibi hodie......". Thank you today. ）

“Si vis ad gratias me: Bene vivimus: ut subsisto facere stultus quae.“ (Thank me for living my life and not doing such stupid things again.) Cole said angrily.

“... Curae.“ （…… Take care. Litao didn't say much, turned and walked up the hill.

Cole looked at his emaciated back and whispered:

"Leitao: Certe videtis vos faciemus". ）

Renyan City, Longze Imperial Palace.

In the court, officials are arguing over the candidacy for the post of General Long Wei. General Long Wei was in charge of the defense of the palace and the city of Renyan, and neither Carol nor Arthur wanted this kind of errand to fall into the hands of the other party, and the king did not want the balance of power to be too tilted in favor of Carol, so he stipulated that Arthur should nominate him, but the candidate had to survive under Carol for ten minutes. How could Carol let such a key position fall into the hands of the opposing camp, and the few high-level magicians in Arthur's hands couldn't get out of the way, so the candidate for General Long Wei has been hanging in the air, and it has been delayed until now.

Officials whispered, as if to inquire about the new nominee's origins. It's a pity that even the staunchest supporters under the command of King Langya don't know the details of this person.

Carol lifted the three-foot long sword, moved under his feet, and struck first with an extremely strange body!

Zola, on the other hand, was smiling and chatting with the crowd around him. But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Quindecimvirum antiquitus quattuor" (xv, xiv...... ）

The people in the audience have been silently counting in their hearts, and their hearts are beating faster and faster.

'Duo tria ...... (iii, ii...... ）

And all the hearts of the people were raised to their throats.

Just as this crucial move was about to fall, Carol retracted his hand and turned to a volley!

“Inanis umbra!“ (Shadow of Nothing!) an official exclaimed.

Zola frowned, and glanced triumphantly at Arthur. He knew exactly what Carroll's strength was, and Zola did have enough reason to believe that the masked man would not be able to take this last move. Arthur was very calm, and there was not much nervousness or anxiety on his face.

The light dissipated, and everyone craned their necks, eager to know the final result.

The masked man was still standing firmly on the stage, but his mask fell to the ground, shattering.

On the masked man's face, a large scar is unusually striking.

“Quid est tibi nomen?“ (What's your name?) made no secret of his admiration on the high platform.

(Roger. ）

“Ex hodie eris Generalis Longwei Longze mei!“ (From today onwards, you are my Longze General Long Wei!)

Zola and Carroll's faces were not to be said, but the other man standing among the hundred officials seemed to be even more unhappy than he was.

Nogel has had an inexplicable sense of familiarity since the masked man came to power. His every move and style showed the shadow of that man. Arthur's admiration made him even more suspicious. But whether it was martial arts attainments or appearance, Nogel could not convince himself that this man was the one who escaped from the Rem Sect last time. Even if it was him, Nogel had no evidence now, and his rash actions would cause him trouble.

"Hoc opus videtur, ut scriptor locus princeps est ad ..."(It seems necessary to go to the eldest prince...... Nogel thought to himself.

……

“Tu certus?“ (Are you sure?) Carroll looked skeptical.

'Non certus sum. At mea me quia homo est naturaliter narrat factum est Cole-octo ". But my gut told me that the man was Cole. ）

'Pater non est dubium nuper constituit atrium publica fundatur in natura sola. (Father couldn't have doubted a newly appointed court official based on your instincts alone.) Carol raised his forehead, "Tu invenire quod est." (Evidence must be found.) ）

“Ita!“ (So what?)

“... fiat id est, non quasi Cole soror tua, et habebimus fake ad nuptias, et Rogerus in domum tuam ad ...“（…… Well, doesn't Cole like your sister, then let's have a fake wedding and let that Roger ...... ）

"Non ita" (no!) Nogel refused, 'Ego numquam dabo amet est certe soror mea est uitae! (I would never joke about my sister's life's events!)

Carol paused with a gloomy face:

“Et soror tua, et languorem simula: sive aliquid in brevi, cole adducere super nos!“ (Then let your sister pretend to be sick or something, anyway, you must lure Cole over!)

Nogel hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

After Carol saw Nogel away, he returned to the main hall and sat down with a gloomy face.

A man walked out from behind the screen.

'Non videtur quod re vera bonum est Nogel potestate hominem.' ）

“Magister, non necessaria sunt ad irritandum Noch discordiae hic, saltem pro nunc, tamen debemus habere communia inimicum. Et hoc est melius quam nectere dolos Nojel Nolan, Quomodo fiet hoc impeditur meus?“ (Master Knox doesn't have to sow discord here, at least for now, we still have a common enemy.) And this Nolan can't compare to the scheming Nolan anyway, how can it be an obstacle for me?) Zola's expression calmed down, "Et quidem, fit Nolan, qui est supremus ordo publica Remist in contra ad principium. Quare fecit subito mortem?“ (By the way, speaking of Nolan, he was the highest-ranking Rem opposition official, why did he suddenly die?)

"Hic habet nihil ad rem facere nobiscum!" (This has nothing to do with us!) Noki was annoyed.

"Quis scit..." (who knows...... Zola smiled coldly.

Next.

“Tu non vis ad item numquid et vos vultis ut bis idem paro?“ (You're not going to go again, are you??, are you going to do the same set twice?) Arthur was furious.

“Noli anxietas, hic Ecclesia Rom non Genus Silfa. Prohibere ad me: Quomodo si vis ire?“ (Don't worry, this Silfa family is not a Rem church, how can they stop me if I want to leave?) Cole comforted, "Ceterum et mihi inter sociorum querellis ageret Silfa Genus nunc per". ）

“... Tu vere Nogel et pugnare non est ad mortem?“ （…… Do you and Nogel really have to fight to the death?)

Sic me habuit quasi hostem, quae multis partibus sagittae Domini in me, et ego in eo esse urbanum. ）

“Ne veniam scriptor·“ Arthur sighed, "At tu, et non nosti?" Et non aufertur de conspectu meo fit verum, et guns gladii, hoc est, in ore potes facere.“ (Don't you know yet?) When it's time for a real knife or a real gun, you will never be able to do it, that is, you are just talking about it.) ）

“... Tu ineptias multum loqui“.（…… You talk a lot of nonsense. Cole turned to leave.

Midnight, Sylfa's house.

Nogel led the family to make Noel's attic inside and out, and he himself went into battle himself, leading a team of good men to patrol Silfa's house repeatedly.

A dark shadow (whoosh) flew past Nogel's eyes.

“fugent!“ (Chase!) Nogel shouted.

After the others had left, Cole quietly stepped out from under a tree and climbed up to Noelle's attic.

Cole looked at the familiar window lattice, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He used to be a regular visitor to this special passage, but now only two years have passed, and he is no longer a person.

He cautiously pushed open the window and took advantage of the moonlight to enter through the window.

Noelle slept soundly, the bright silver moon reflected in front of her bed, her long black hair flowing to the ground, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she was dreaming something.

With a smile in his eyes, Cole walked over softly and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

This extremely gentle movement woke up the girl in the bed.

“Quis es?“ Noelle sat up abruptly and looked at Cole with a horrified expression.

Cole was stunned for a moment, and said softly:

“Im 'cole, cur ego sum sopitos suscitat?“ (I'm Cole, what's the matter, I'm dazed?)

“Quid fecisti venient in? Vos discedite a me..."(How did you get in?...... Stay away from me!) Noelle panicked and grabbed a knife from the bedside and pointed it at Cole.

“Ne, pone cultro descendit!“ (Don't, put the knife down!) Cole was also a little panicked.

“Me solum relinquatis!“ (Stay away from me!) Noelle watched Cole take a few steps forward, terrified.

"Bene, bene, ego vado". Cole reluctantly took a few steps back, saying he wouldn't hurt her.

“Tu ire!“ (You go!)

Cole looked at the frightened little girl, and smiled sadly:

“Bene, ego relinquo, ... (Okay, I'm leaving, you...... Take care. ）

Cole climbed out of the window and landed on the ground.

“... erat realiter Et oblitus es de me ..."(She is...... You really forgot about me...... ）

Cole looked up at the sky, trying not to let his tears fall.

“Bene, quia tale monstrum, qui mecum est, ne quidem sciunt quid sum, quid habet populus neu sineret in futurum. (Anyway, what is the right for a monster like me, who doesn't even know what he is, to allow a future.) It's better to forget about this bad fate. Cole laughed self-deprecatingly.

“Oms!“ (Who!) someone shouted angrily in the darkness.

Cole was about to leave, but stopped when he saw the comer:

«Quis ego sum? Non vertit ex esse vos in luco semen daemonium ..."....... Demon Seed. ）

Roger wanted to make a move, but when he heard Cole's words, he froze in place like five thunderbolts.

'Pulchellus prope deleui? (surprised?) Cole snorted disdainfully, "Semen illius impetum in me tu et daemonium ab extra est Tarot hodie?" Si recte coniecto, tamen indignabantur per frigidus es, ius?“ (You were the one who attacked me outside Tarot that day, right?, if I'm not mistaken, you're still suffering from the cold, right?)

The biggest secret in his heart was ruthlessly revealed, and Roger didn't know what to say for a while. Just standing there straight.

“Sicut mane ut in urbe Tarot, inveni ex descensus quod esset de vermiculus, sed penitus non puto. Deo gratias ei apud Nojel cooperante, et illum intellexi tibi dubium circa identitatem. Et salvus erit mihi in urbe Tarot, quia non est de significatione foederis Jade Daemon? (I found out that you are of Chi blood back in Tarot City, but I just didn't think about it that much.) Thanks to your team-up with Nogel, I became aware of the suspicion of your identity. You saved me in Tarot City, I'm afraid it's because of the meaning of the Demon Alliance, right?) Cole's seemingly casual words were like sharp daggers, easily digging out the secret that Roger was keeping. 'Si tamen vis pendet in Silfa in domo recordabor: discedite a Noelle! (If you still want to hang out at Syrfa's house, remember, stay away from Noelle!)

With that, Cole jumped onto the wall and left.

Still in great shock, Roger walked out from behind the tree alone.

Nogel!

Nogel gave Roger a cold look, then turned and walked towards the attic.

At that moment, Roger's heart shattered.

He knew that Nogel would never let his sister marry a lowly demon seed. In three minutes at most, Nogel will completely cut off all possibilities between him and Noelle!

Countless thoughts flashed through Roger's mind. Eventually, he looked up, and his eyes were red!

The only ones who can keep secrets secret are the dead.

The next day, the Royal Palace.

At the cabinet meeting, Cole and other ministers were on either side. But among the few people who usually sit at the front, there is a vacant seat.

Welsh sat on the throne and was deeply unhappy with Neugel's absence. He was about to send someone to Silfa's house to hold him accountable, when the guards outside the palace gate ran over:

"Ego, Caesar, Noelle Silfa, quaeso." ）

Before Wales could reply, Noelle had already rushed past the guards, and knelt on the ground despite the strange eyes of the ministers, and wept profusely:

“Ego oro ad vocant offa maiestatem tuam, et ulciscar ultionem Nuojiel capere, homicidam interficiet!“ (Please let Your Majesty call the shots, avenge Nogel, and arrest the murderer!)

The whole hall was in an uproar.

"Quiete!" Welsh looked ugly, "Tu loqueris scilicet primum, quod factum est?" (Tell me what happened?)

'Frater meus est in COMA et tamen idem esse non potest, nisi sciat qui minister est, homicidam interficiet! (My brother Nogel was assassinated last night and was seriously injured and has not woken up!) Noelle's voice was hoarse.

The ministers looked at each other, counting Nolan, this is already the second high-ranking official of the Silfa family to be assassinated. The previous murderer has not been heard from so far, and now another has been added.

'Frater meus est in COMA et tamen idem esse non potest, nisi sciat qui minister est, homicidam interficiet! "Quaeso, ut audias testes in occursum Majestate Vestra!"

Arthur had been feeling bad since Noel came in, and he glanced at Cole cautiously, looking uneasy.

Wales didn't want the cabinet to become a court, but the Chancellor of the Exchequer was assassinated one after another, and if he didn't get to the bottom of the matter, he was afraid that everyone under him would be in danger. He was patient, waved his hand, and said:

“Fiat eos!“ (Let them in!)

Cole watched the situation closely. He has the bottom in his heart, and the next evidence will point to him. So when he saw the witnesses, he wasn't too surprised.

"Ego vidi, rex vester". ）

Roger and a maid walked in.

Welsh glance at the two:

"Quid tu vides heri, dicite?"

The two looked at each other and said in unison:

'Hac praeterita nocte Generalis Longwei visited Silfa in domo Domini nocte et volebat occidere Nojel"

As soon as these words came out, the ministers in the main hall exploded.

“Medium Italic! Imperatoris adest, ut non audes disperso rumore de auras? Arthur shouted.

“Quid agis nervous? Suus Incertum Est rumor.“ (Why should you be nervous, it is not known if it is a rumor.) Carol sneered.

“Rogerus explicare Quid ergo? ' (Roger, how do you explain?) Wales frowned.

“Volo paucis verbis rogare hos duos populos divisa potes me?“ (I'd like to ask the two of them a few words separately, okay?) Cole stood up and said unhurriedly.

(Go for it.) Wales waved his hand.

Cole sealed the maid's ears with his magic, turned to Roger, and asked:

«Ego rogabo te, esse quod Ego faciens te heri vidi mei?“ (I ask you, what was I doing when you saw me last night?)

'Ego te vidi sicario disputabo Nogel gladio! (I saw you raise your sword to assassinate Nogel!) Roger looked directly at Cole.

“Ita, in aliis verbis, ut nihil communicationis est tecum?“ (So, that is, I don't communicate with you?)

（…… ）

“Id dice!“ (Say it quickly!)

“Ita, non nihil dico esse communem.“ (Yes, I didn't say anything to the general.) ）

“Bene, suus 'okay.“ (Okay, that's it.) Cole turned around and unenchanted the maid.

Roger had a vague sense that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

“Quid est quod ego facio tu mihi vidi heri?“ (What was I doing when you saw me last night?)

«Ego non video te audivi eidem Rogero inter vos: ... et non solum extra impetum Dominus Nogel Track Noelle s attic!" (I didn't see you, I heard you talk to Roger, and then ...... You're just outside Miss Noelle's attic and you're going to do it to Lord Nogel!)

The ministers looked at each other.

Cole turned:

“Caesar, me non opus est plura dicere de hoc statu.“ (Your Majesty, I don't think I need to say anything more about this situation.) ）

"Damnant quod!" (Damnant quod!) Roger startled, "EGO......" (I...... ）

“Non opus est dicere, vade ad domum. Vos potest capere non pugnes contra parricida". You must not ask about the arrest of the murderer. Wales gave Roger and Noelle a faint look.

Cole sat back down, his face unchanged. Roger was a thief and naturally didn't dare to mention the content of that conversation. Under Cole's questioning, he subconsciously chose to deny it. Cole was betting that the maid had overheard their conversation, and that was the only place where they could make a breakthrough in their two testimonies.

"Maiestatis ......" (Your Majesty...... Noelle wanted to say something.

“pater.“ (Father.) Zola suddenly jumped out, "Nogel graviter et scientia. Nulla mares in Silfa familia. Noelle et feminam amnis non idoneam ad successionem in loco de Minister de nulla. De pueris in votis a patre et re-elect in Minister de nulla" (Nojer is seriously injured and comatose, there is no male in the Sylfa family, Noelle is not fit to succeed to the post of Chancellor of the Exchequer!)

Cole and Arthur were both shocked. Carol is not only trying to get rid of his relationship with this matter, but also to fall into the well and take the power of the Silfa family!

“vos!“ Noelle was so angry that she couldn't even speak.

Cole couldn't help but want to defend Noelle, but Arthur stopped him with a look. (Let's talk about it later, there are many more important things than that.) ）

……

Night.

Cole, who was not worried about Noelle, came to Silfa's house again in disguise.

He walked around the outside of Silfa's house a few times, but he still didn't make this step.

"PROH ......" (alas...... Cole let out a long breath and was about to go home, but suddenly stopped.

“Oms!“ (Who!)

Dozens of dark shadows appeared around Silfa's house.

“Nos agere instructus est, et nihil facere eorum qui nos relinquere celeriter!“ (We are acting on orders, and no one should retreat quickly!)

“Populus scriptor Mary Crowell?“ (Carol's people?)

“Nihil est nobis et vobis!“ (Nothing to do with you!)

“Heh ..., Dong Nuoail, quia nihil habet facere me '（…… Heh, Nuoelle, it has nothing to do with me?)

In an instant, the shadow of the sword and sword overwhelmed Cole.

Inside Silfa's house.

Noelle looked out of the house worriedly:

'Omne quod iustum est? (Are you alright?)

(Nothing to do with us.) Roger asked the next person and immediately understood.

“O ... dixisti: et frater meus excitare? (Oh...... You say, will my brother wake up?) Noelle's face was full of sadness.

“Certus. (Surely.) He's going to wake up. Roger took her hand.

“...... gratias tibi.“ （…… Thank you. ）

“Stulte, quid mihi gratias agere.“ (Fool, say thank you for what I said.) Roger petted her head dotingly.

Noelle blushed unconsciously:

'... nos sunt quia ex relatione? (We...... Is that kind of relationship?)

“Quid quaedam necessitudo?“ (What kind of relationship?) Roger smirked.

“O ... Just ego non dicam vos liberem" (that is...... Oops, I won't tell you!) Noelle was about to leave with a red face.

“Bene!“ Roger smiled and took her into his arms.

The stars are shining, and a pair of lovers are hugging each other face to face, immersed in sweetness and unable to extricate themselves.

"Hiss--" Cole's right arm was cut with a bloody cut.

Cole slashed the man in black with a sword and glanced back at the Sylpha family's towering house.

"Nunquam sit illis guys Noelle nocere" (Don't let these guys hurt Noelle!) gritted his teeth and rushed into the crowd with even more ferocity.

Outside the house, the boy and the assassins fought to the death, just to get the girl a night of peace;

In the house, the girl fell happily in the arms of another man, looking up at the starry sky, her ears and temples grinding.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is winter. This year is the 60th birthday of Wales, and as the king of a country, it is natural that the birthday should be celebrated by the whole country. In the past few months, there has been an endless stream of convoys of tribute, which can keep Ke Er, who is in charge of the defense of the capital, busy.

On this day, Cole was checking the gates as usual, and there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Cole walked over to check on the situation, not wanting to run into an acquaintance.

Carrett and a good hat-wearing hat are arguing with the sentry over something. When the sentry saw Cole, he hurriedly saluted:

"Et vidi communem!"

(Excuse me, what's going on here?)

Cole didn't change his voice, and Carrett looked at him in amazement.

"Duo noluit depone suas personas!"

（…… They're my friends, let them go. ）

The general had already spoken, and the sentry playfully opened the checkpoint and let the two into the city.

Carrett and the woman hurried away.

Day after day, Wales' birthday finally arrived. Cole had completed all the investigations that day and was heading to the main hall.

Shoudian people are full of mouths, and it is inevitable that there will be some gossip. Cole has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his hearing is far beyond ordinary people. Inadvertently, I heard a lot of palace secrets. Colburn didn't want to pay attention to it, but the conversation between the two old women made him stop.

“Quid vis? Tu non vis dicere quae non Mary Crowell Prince scriptor biologicum ac sublimi virtute caro et sanguis?“ (What do you mean? You don't want to say that Prince Zola is not His Majesty's own flesh and blood?)

“Quiescat vox tua sunt? Et ego audivi et alii dicunt Mary Crowell Prince scriptor gravida mater est, ante nuptias!"

“Non hoc nescit maiestatem tuam?“ (Does Your Majesty know about this?)

'Scilicet, Caesar, non scire aliter potest quam Prince Mary Crowell est hodie?' (Of course Your Majesty doesn't know, otherwise how could Prince Zola be there today?)

The two grandmothers talked as they walked, and gradually Cole could not hear what they were saying. However, in just a few sentences, the amount of information is huge enough.

'Scilicet, Caesar, non scire aliter potest quam Prince Mary Crowell est hodie?' (Isn't Zola the king's son?) Cole's eyes widened, "Tum pater eius ... Prince Carrett?“ (Then his father is...... Prince Carret?)

In an instant, he suddenly understood the purpose of Carret's appearance in Renyan City at this time.

Cole hurried up, and sure enough, he saw a family ethics drama in the main hall.

'Est' non est verum, non est verum illud! (It's not true, it's not true!) The temple was filled with the shouts of Zola.

Wales looked at Carret, who was surrounded by the forbidden army, with a cold face, and did not say a word.

Carret, on the other hand, stood at a loss, not knowing how to face his long-lost son.

«Pater, hoc non est verum, non esse hoc verum sit?“ (Father, it's not true, this must not be true!) Zola stumbled to Wales, tugging at his robe, his face blank.

Wales didn't even look at him, and pulled the corners of his clothes indifferently.

Zola froze. He slumped down on him like a soulless puppet.

"Veni huc, ut ei in!"

“Audes?“ (You dare!)

Carret, who had been silent, suddenly broke out, forced the forbidden army back with his strong strength, and rushed up!

But the Janissaries were not vegetarians, and nearly a thousand soldiers quickly surrounded Carret.

“Mortem sine misericordiae!“ (No mercy!)

Cole secretly shouted that it was not good, there were all good players here, and it was extremely difficult for Carret, no matter how strong Carret's strength was, it would be extremely difficult to break through from it, let alone save Zola.

Just as Cole was thinking about whether to make a secret obstruction, a shadow fell from the sky.

“Lisna?“ (Lisna?) Welsh was shocked, "Striga! Illam manusque vestras servate innoxias!"

Divided by the shouts of Wales, who had been attacking Wales in unison, Carret took the opportunity to break through and take Zola with him.

“Ventus sine gelu, fugiebatque somnus?“ (Wind without frost?) After seeing Lilith's true face, Cole almost exclaimed.

All the mysteries are solved at this moment.

Two days later.

Cole, who was punished for dereliction of duty, yawned idly in his mansion. Fortunately, Caret made a fuss, and Wales had no time to hold her responsible. Instead, it gave Cole a leisurely vacation.

However, Arthur broke in at this time.

“Cur etiam hic es? Patre procedit ille mandavit de te, ut vadas" (Why are you still here?

“Quid?“ (What?)

“Mary Crowell affliget faciem ejus est? ' (Zola is reversed!)