Living in the underworld of Taylor City, Randall couldn't see the sun, moon, or stars, making it difficult to tell the passage of time.

When Karin found him, Randall learned that they had been in the city for three nights and two for the day.

"Bishop Arbrough is coming. ”

With her back to the wall, Karin tilted her head towards the exit to the ground and whispered, "He wants to see you." ”

Randall nodded, and walked through the corridor full of coffins to the grave keeper's hut, where he saw Father Pedro standing beside an old man.

"Gianluca is dead. ”

The old and tired voice came from the old man's mouth, startling Randall.

"Although our people no longer have access to the prison, I learned from the jailers this morning that Gianluca did not survive last night. ”

Yarborough said helplessly: "Among all the academic leaders of the Royal Academy of Taylor, only Alchemy Professor Yevni is still alive. ”

Randall looked at Arrbrough and said, "We should rush to the church prison now, it's too late to go!"

Aarraure propped up the table, and with Pedro's help, slowly stood up, and said to Randall as he walked towards the door: "Come with me." ”

The two walked out of the grave keeper's hut and into the cemetery on the ground, walked past the dense tombstones, and finally stopped in a small garden in the deepest part.

In the middle of the garden, there is a lonely tombstone with the name Tristan faintly recognizable.

Yarborough gently stroked the tombstone: "He is my best student." ”

Randall crouched down, looked at the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and said softly, "I've heard about him. ”

"As a teacher, I can't even collect his body after he dies. Abrall looked up at the sky: "After the burning at the stake, the church crushed his remains and poured them into the foundations of the city walls. I had to secretly buy off a peasant couple and bribe the executioners to buy some of his ashes. ”

Randall listened to Yarborough's words with a frown, and said nothing.

"My old friends don't understand why I'm committed to the church, they think I'm greedy for power......" Yarborough sat down slowly, looked at the words on the tombstone, and closed his eyes: "Looking at the whole world, only this student of mine can really understand my painstaking intentions and intentions. Eventually, however, he left me. ”

Arrbrough was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said: "The day after tomorrow, when the moon rises in the middle of the sky, I will ask Pedro to take you to prison." ”

Randall watched as Aarrörough turned to leave, and asked, "What about you, will you leave with us?"

The old man did not answer the question, but left the garden with heavy steps.

At the entrance of the cemetery, Karin, dressed in black, watched Arrborough walk slowly and asked in a low voice, "Have you thought about it?"

Yarborough motioned for Pedro, who was beside him, to leave, and then said to Karin: "I have thought about it a long time ago. ”

Karin paused for a moment, and couldn't help but say again: "After tomorrow night, your choice will make you lose everything, won't you hesitate and regret it?"

Looking at this beautiful girl, who was only twenty years old, Arborough smiled: "Why hesitate? Why regret it? Don't you have faith in your holy king?"

"Of course not!"

"Todd Fischer is a unique being, he is like a warm and bright sun, dispelling the darkness of the human heart, infecting the souls of believers, and I have every confidence that he can restore the glory of God in the past...... It is only fitting that he should be the pope after the unification of the sects......"

Karin lowered her head so that the others could not see her expression at this time, and whispered, "I know. ”

Arrborough looked at Karin and sighed faintly: "Karin, you have helped me a lot during your time in Taylor City. If it weren't for you and your Xenomorph Society, I'd probably be buried in the ground right now. Speaking of which, I owe you a favor. ”

"You don't have to think too much, I'm just doing what I'm told......"

"I have seen the records of the Church concerning your holy king, and I am very familiar with his deeds. From his entry into the Monastery of San Sidro to his founding of the Knights of the Twilight, everything was familiar to me. ”

Karin frowned slowly.

"Karin Foreman, you were the first follower to come to him, you had the hardest times together, and Todd even risked his life at the Inquisition for you......"

Karin's eyes slowly sharpened, like a she-cat whose tail has been stepped on: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Abramel smiled and shook his head: "With that holy king, you must convince yourself not to see him as a god, but as a human being. ”

With that, Abrold climbed the steps of the carriage and disappeared into the carriage.

Listening to the sound of the carriage moving farther and farther, Karin slowly leaned against the wall as if she had been drained of all her strength, and muttered, "Long-winded fellow." ”

In a small garden deep in the cemetery.

Randall, who had not yet left, looked at Tristan's tombstone and said to himself, "Waiting for the moment of fate?"

Father Pedro walked up behind him and said, "Brother Tristan has completed his mission. ”

Randall looked back, "Mission?"

"There are many people who believe that life is nothing but a process leading to death, that no matter how hard you try, the end is the same, and that it is better to go with the flow than to struggle. Holding the cross on his chest with his right hand, Pedro said: "However, the birth of each human being is not meaningless, we are all carefully arranged walkers by the gods, who have been given a divine mission from birth. ”

Pedro smiled: "You may think I'm talking big, but that's the way it is. Some people are born to be heroes, some are born to be kings, some people will create epics that will last forever, and some people will change history. ”

Randall whispered, "For the moment it was destined for." ”

Pedro clapped his hands and said, "That's right, we are all waiting for the moment that is destined to happen. When that moment comes, your mission will be successfully accomplished, and your life will have no regrets. ”

Randall stood up, nodded, and said, "Your insights have helped me a lot. ”

Pedro hurriedly waved his hand and said, "These are not my words, they are Lord Abel's proverbs to warn the world. ”

If the end of my destiny has really been arranged by the gods, then what exactly is my mission?

With such a question, Randall looked up and looked at the sky.

A cold wind blew through the air, mixed with a shrill whimper, breaking the long-dormant silence of the cemetery.

Obviously wearing clothes, Randall shivered unconsciously.