Cyril was a little at a loss, no matter how long it had passed, as long as he stood in front of this person, he wanted a child who would never grow up, always dependent on each other, and in awe of each other.

Although some of them do not grow, they ......

"Cyril. ”

A familiar voice, a familiar intonation, has not changed in years.

It's been almost two or three years since Cyril left Gary City, and although it hasn't been too long, it has allowed Cyril to grow and change a lot.

When Stephen asked Cyril to come to Paro City, he was honestly still a young child, and although these two years were not enough for him to truly transform, at least Cyril learned to maintain his majesty.

It was almost immediately visible, from the eyes of the attendants around him.

Stephen was quite satisfied, and his eyes softened a little when he fell on Cyril, which was extremely rare for this man who had made it his life's mission to believe in the God of Light.

"Teacher, long time no see. Cyril replied respectfully.

Stephen nodded, although he was close to Cyril, who was almost his son, he was still reserved, and he didn't easily do what ordinary people would do, such as rewarding silent heads......

"Teacher, please come with me to take a break, and the students can tell the teacher about the recent situation. ”

Stephen thinks Cyril has a point, and he's tired, so it's a good idea to take a break.

Seeing that Stephen agreed, Cyril's face bloomed with a slight smile, and his eyes were warm.

Cyril will always be a child in front of Stephen, just wanting to be appreciated by adults, even if it's just a word, a look......

The accumulation of elements is obtained by working hard day and day, and every time you use it, it is a kind of consumption of yourself, if it is not necessary, no one wants to consume a large amount of the elements you reserve.

Of course, there are also people who can mobilize the elemental power in the air or plants, but this ability is obtained by them at a huge cost, almost every element is differentiated from the light element, and choosing one of them means giving up the absolute use of the light element, and it is no longer able to store the element, it can only be mobilized, in case it is attacked in a place where the element is scarce, the consequences are unimaginable.

In the metropolis, the power of the elements will become thinner, so there are so many people in Gaye City who choose to stick to the power of light, which can actually be regarded as a helpless choice.

Correspondingly, there are many bright elements in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and cultivating in this kind of place is definitely an excellent choice.

Listening to Cyrill's succinct recounting, Stephen had a clearer sense of the current situation.

In fact, if they really said it, they didn't need to care about the existence of a small mountain village at all, but they were believers in the God of Light, and they came from the main church, how could they be so ungraceful, and they were not as shameless and despicable as the people on the side of the Dark God.

They're just so above board, do you have any opinions?

If you have an opinion, just hold it.

Stephen's fingers began to subconsciously stroke his wrench again, and he thought deeply.

According to Cyril, the source of all fluctuations may be concentrated in a small child, but Cyril can make mistakes in judgment, after all, there were many people at that time, and the fluctuations that Stephen felt before did not seem to be human.

Although Stephen couldn't fully believe it, the fluctuations should have a lot to do with this child.

The finger tugged at the wrench again, but no matter what the situation was, it shouldn't be left to be let go now, after all......

As soon as he thought of this, Stephen's face turned a little bad.

He didn't quite believe what the man said, but he didn't dare to be careless.

If it is really as the man said, this child is likely to influence this era, and whether it is good or bad is unpredictable.

In fact, the most reliable way is to ......

Stephen shook his head, still no, unless absolutely necessary, he must not move this thought.

"Let's go and see it!"

"Village chief, village chief, someone is coming. ”

Burton was lying on the bed, and the previous overstimulation really hurt Burton's body a lot, and it was difficult to get out of bed and walk around for the time being.

Suddenly the voice from outside the door made Burton's heart tremble, there is no big deal, they will not call themselves at such a time, now, probably something really happened, earlier than he expected.

It was a young man who broke in, and seeing the panicked appearance of the man, he must have run directly to raise his own.

"Village Chief, another group of people have come to us. He lay down in front of Burton's bed, panting for air.

"Did you tell anyone?" asked Burton in a faint tone, the more times like this, the more you can't panic.

Abt had been suppressed by those men when he was unconscious, and this time he had to protect his village no matter what, even if he lost his own life.

It was difficult to get out of bed, because of his weak body, he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, the young man reacted quickly and caught him.

Patting the young man on the shoulder, Burton said, "Please help me outside, and bring a chair by the way." ”

"Yes. "What the village chief ordered, he must do well.

Stephen had no intention of taking a lot of people there, but Cyril was a little worried, and Banser also persuaded him a few words, and finally Stephen, Cyril, Banser and the four squires went together.

After walking for a long time, I saw an old man sitting on a rough chair with a stick that seemed to be brought in his hand, staring quietly ahead.

The old man looked very old at first glance, his skin was full of traces of the pressure of the years, brown vicissitudes, and his mouth was tightly pursed, full of momentum, but the tiredness in the corners of his eyes was still very clear, which made people see at a glance.

Stephen straightened his face, no matter what, such a person who dared to face an unknown threat deserved respect.

That's right, Burton was the only one here, and the young man was asked by him to tell the others to evacuate, and he just kept it here.

All he needs is to keep watch.

It's his responsibility.

"Hello. Stephen said softly, but it was soft, but the words came directly to the other party's ears, and there was absolutely nothing inaudible.

Burton stood still, his eyes locked on the other's face.

No matter how big the gap between the two sides is, at least in terms of momentum, they must not lose.

Seeing that Burton didn't reply, Stephen's face changed, at least he didn't show the slightest malice, but this person gave him a cold look.

Stephen had been in a high position for so many years, and few people put on a face in front of him, let alone a small village chief.

Being able to take the initiative to talk to him is actually considered Stephen to respect the other party enough.

Cyril clenched his fists tightly behind Stephen, his palms were fine beads of sweat, he was not afraid, but everything was placed in front of Stephen, and he couldn't help but be nervous.

Putting yourself in a way that doesn't get the other party's approval and approval.

Burton's blatant confrontation seems to indicate that he hasn't done his best before, and he hasn't said a word in the previous negotiations.

He'd been a little too reliant on Banser.

Banser suddenly felt a chill all over him, as if something was silently changing.

The situation is deadlocked, and neither side seems to have any intention of taking the initiative to de-escalate.

Burton's temper was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, he always thought of the worst of things, and always used all his energy to resist and fight, just for the little light in his heart, for the sake of his village.

But it's hard to tell if Burton did it right.

Logically speaking, Burton may have to wait for time with the other party to buy his villagers time to escape, but in fact, Burton chose the stupidest way.

Fight with your life......

I didn't think about it, but in fact, the other party didn't want your life at all......

This is stubbornness, and it is the tip of the horns.

Stephen suddenly felt a headache, a pain that was all too familiar to him, and which he had often experienced during the years he had spent in the main church of Cyril. It's sad and troublesome.

What should I do now, I can't just keep doing this and confronting each other.

Stephen closed his eyes and sensed the elemental fluctuations in the air, although he couldn't call them directly, it was quite easy to perceive something from them.

It's relatively fresh, the elements are abundant, and it's mostly calm, so it's easier to find something out of the ordinary in this case.

It took almost two seconds for Stephen to lock onto something.

The perceived information suggests that it appears to be a sword.

Stephen's brows furrowed slightly, and with a sword, he suddenly connected the prophecy, could it be that these two messages were connected.

Decades ago, the strongest prophet at that time once said that a sword has come to this world, although it will not affect the world for the time being, but only when the time comes, I am afraid, it will be turned upside down.

These words have completely different understandings, but they all seem to imply that something will change dramatically in the near future.

It coincides with the language of that little child.

And, talking about the true identity of this child......

Stephen's frown didn't mean to send it down.

"Guys, why are you here? The tone was stiff, and it was Burton who spoke first to break the deadlock, but the tone was really not very friendly.

Stephen looked at Burton, his voice was obviously lacking in breath, and it seemed that the old man was indeed weak.

"Naturally, there is something. ”

Stephen said lightly, there is no superfluous meaning, but there is no need to give you more courtesy and respect.

There is something to talk about.

Stephen's approach was far more decisive than Cyril's, or some of Cyril's temper was modeled after Stephen's.

A big move, a certain sword, that's it...... Quickly flew over.