The Cathedral of Florenlin, the territory of Tecairoland, means the headquarters of the Holy See. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a cathedral is a church, but the scope can be called a medium-sized city, with high cold white walls surrounding the buildings, and one can often see the towering towers.

In the very central cathedral, which is not often open, everything seems to be surrounded by darkness, with only a faint candlelight flickering from the foreground at the very end.

Behind the candlelight, there was a seat carved out of white marble with the bosom of the goddess Erentia - the goddess holding the supreme power in the world of the Holy See.

People know his name, Pope Sassoon.

It was an elderly man, tall and thin, with prominent cheekbones on his face, and a pair of eyes as sharp as eagles, revealing a strong ambition.

There was also a young man standing by the candle flames—the man in a dark blue trench coat, who seemed to have a deep blue ocean in his eyes, who was not at all afraid of the majesty of the Pope, and who could even maintain a light smile when standing near the Pope—and there were not many people who could do that.

"Have you started?" Sassoon spoke, his voice cold and serious.

"Of course." The young man who was at his poise next to the Pope - people knew him as Eddard? Ansondier. In contrast, his voice can be said to be incomparably beautiful.

"House Wizdem - As a member of the evil collective that stands in the way of Arendia's glory, be the first family to be punished." Sassoon said.

"You let that man go and become an opponent of the Duke of Wizdem?" Ed asked.

"He's no worse than you!" "From humble beginnings, but with great resilience, he has been silent for so many years—as the spokesperson of Erentia, I always want the pious to fulfill their wishes and avenge him!" Make the guilty pay! ”

Ed lowered his eyes, and the magic gathered nimbly in front of him, forming a sphere that swirled - and in the midst of it, a picture appeared.

In the picture, the Duke of Wizdem, Aldrich? Wizdem is the center.

He stood in his study, everything outside the window shrouded in flames, and even in the dark and cold of the church, they could feel the hot air distorting everything around them.

"The defenses of the Haywag Territory have all but been removed. The knights breached the mansion with little effort. Ed paused.

"Stupid apostate! But all his majesty and glory belong to the Holy See! Sassoon said.

Ed didn't speak, just stared at the figure quietly.

The Duke of Wizdem was no longer in his seat, but stood in the middle of the study, and in his ears, through that window, there was faint the screams of servants and the sound of materials falling to the ground—those servants, who had probably never thought of such a catastrophe for the Wyzdem family—whose faces were a little red from the firelight, but he was still calm.

He was slightly wounded, with some scratches on his suit, but at his feet, there was a corpse.

"He's just the beginning, you're the one who was sent to kill me this time, aren't you?" He straightened his clothes slightly, and his voice was not loud or small.

Click.

Squeak ......

A man opened the door, and a figure appeared in front of the Duke of Wizdem.

"Sure enough, it's you." The Duke of Wizdem looked up from his dressing work, glanced at him for a moment, and then lowered his head to check his clothes.

"I'm curious to see what the famous Duke of Wizdem has noticed." There was a hint of leisurely in the voice of the man who came—he didn't seem to have taken the doomed duel seriously.

"It doesn't matter." Duke Wizdem said.

"It really doesn't matter, I'm more curious about something else - what made you give up those glory and completely ruin the glory of the Wizdem family, and that's what you're trying to do?" Someone asked again.

Gave up the glory of the family?

Indeed it is.

Aldrich doesn't know when he started doing this.

He had discovered something, something he had mastered enough for him to manipulate and make House Wizdem a glorious family once again, but he didn't do that at all.

Whatever it was, it was against the requirements of the Wyzdem family for their own people.

"Back then, you saw King Andrew's future, but you still let it happen, and did not give any clues to Mise, and when the Duke of Morols died, you only took one of your troops to intercept the messenger, so that His Majesty the Pope did not know about it immediately. At the same time, the truth was not told to Misse. "All of this is really confusing, is this really the iron-blooded man from the Wyzdem family?" ”

The nobles were surprised that the Duke of Wizdem had rarely appeared in front of the nobles all these years, which was very inconsistent with his early activities.

Every Duke of Wizdem was calm, for they regarded themselves as the whole family, and cared so much about the glory of the family, and they became proud of the glory they had.

But in any case, Duke Wizdem, Aldrich's behavior was not in accordance with the rules.

"I don't really need to let anyone know what kind of person I am." Aldridge said slowly, "Since you think you can be my opponent, let's see how far you can go." ”

"Perhaps, Mr. Aldrich, you are no match for me." Someone said.

Aldrich did not speak.

At this time, the person who came did not call Aldrich? Wizdem was "Duke of Wizdem" and instead called his real name "Aldrich".

The people like to call the owner of the title "Duke of Wizdem", out of respect and habit, for the fact that their holders, each generation has a similar personality, as if they were one person.

Powerful, cold and ruthless, and only interested in the interests of the family.

Obviously, in the eyes of those who came, Aldrich had been removed.

Aldrich did not speak.

Click.

Aldrich's blue-purple eyes widened for a moment, and there was a hint of disbelief in his expression.

Steely black thorns stabbed out from the black vortex behind him, piercing him through.

"It's this spell......" he said slowly, looking at the sharp thorn.

"I never thought my revenge would be like this...... Well, it looks like I'm trying to fulfill my wish to find the last one of the Wizdem family - she's really like you. ”

When the visitor had finished speaking, Leigh sped back, and he turned and walked out the door.