Boval hurried forward and used the dagger he had obtained from the thief to cut through the ropes that bound the box. He lifted the lid of the wooden box almost violently, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

In the dim light, there was indeed a woman lying in the box.

Her eyes were masked and her mouth was sealed. The long black hair may have been messy from the previous struggle. But just by looking at her silhouette, Berval could tell that this was the man he was looking for.

"Thea! Are you okay? He hurriedly reached down and untied her bound hands. The cold chill between the unintentional touch reassured him even more.

As long as she's okay......

Shia, who had been let go, had already sat up on her own and tore the seal from her mouth with her hands. Bolval helped untie the strips of cloth that had been covering her eyes. Because of this, the two men were very close to each other.

Out of the corner of Boward's eye, the corners of Thea's mouth could be seen slightly hooked.

Xia raised her face slightly, and the tip of her nose moved slightly, as if she felt the warmth and breath of the living people at hand.

Then she suddenly opened her small mouth and exhaled deeply as if she were relieved.

A puff of green mist erupted from her mouth onto Bowval's face.

Bolval froze.

There was no time to cover his nose, he didn't have time to retreat, he didn't even have time to use the Holy Light Purification Technique, Bowwal only felt that the strength of his whole body had disappeared, and his body and limbs seemed to have suddenly received a call from the earth and fell to the floor suddenly.

"Who are you?"

His last action was supposed to help Thea undo the blindfold, but as his body fell. The cloth that covered Thea's eyes was also torn off by him.

"Who am I?" The female undead dressed as Sia smiled sarcastically, "Do you still need to care about this now?" ”

"Thea...... Where is she? Not only his body, but also his consciousness began to lose his control, and he asked with his last will. What are you doing to her? Is she okay? ”

The female undead stood up. He straightened his skirt and stepped out of the box.

"So far, you can't protect yourself but you still care about her?" She patted her face, her tone full of hatred and her voice sharpened. "Is she that good? Is this face that flattering? Why? Why do you all only see her?! ”

Her voice grew more distant to Bolval's ears.

"She's better to die where she should die!!"

What does this mean?!

Boval's heart was shocked.

Who's going to help him? Damn it! He can't just go down here doing nothing.

She's in danger!

Everyone, Holy Light, save her!

Bolval pleaded and struggled, but he did his best. It was only a slight movement of his fingers, and as his consciousness involuntarily sank into complete darkness, his hands stopped moving.

It was a pair of well-maintained hands.

You may not be able to tell that the owner of these hands is already an old man in his late teens. But it can be seen that he is a pampered and high-ranking person.

At this moment, the hands were covering Xia's cold cheeks, gently lifting her face.

The hands were warm with body temperature, but Xia's whole body trembled as if she had been burned by a soldering iron. Then I shuddered uncontrollably.

The owner of the hand felt her tremble. But his hand remained stable without the slightest impact.

"My daughter...... Long dead. ”

The voice, which always seemed to contain infinite compassion, was still so peaceful and gentle at the moment, as if he were touching ordinary people begging for his blessing. But when he said that, it was like a thunderclap in Thea's ears, and it almost split her in half from head to toe.

"It's not my daughter."

Is it...... Father? Is it?

The sealed lips made her unable to say a word, and her body trembled more and more when she couldn't get an outlet.

"I have only one daughter, Queen Tiffin Irelian Ureon."

The hands left her face and took away all the warmth of her father in her heart.

"Take this blasphemous thing and let her go where she belongs. I don't want to see her again! ”

My heart hurts!

It hurt so much that I couldn't feel anything else.

Thea's mind went blank, and all the despair and pain turned into tears, soaking the cloth over her eyes.

She deserves to know. Father would be the answer. So, she shouldn't be surprised, should she?

Since I have known for a long time that this is the result. Why couldn't she help but be so painful?

It's like the pain of the heart and body being torn in half.

Thea only felt like she was being lifted out of the box.

But, even so, let me see you! Father!!

I'm not going to trouble you, and I'm not going to admit who you don't want me to recognize.

You gave me life, and I have no complaint if you want to take it away, but at least, father, let me see you one last time! Father!!

The soaked strip of cloth finally couldn't stop her tears. Tears ran down the lower edge of the strip of cloth across the wet trail.

Thea shook her head hard, trying in vain to shake the blindfold that had obscured her vision.

She could not see the coldness and indifference on Archbishop Benedictas's face, the disgust and hatred in his eyes—it was not her father's expression.

"Why don't you hurry?" From beginning to end, the archbishop's voice did not even have the slightest mood swing, which seemed extremely strange.

It's just despair and self-loathing that makes Thea completely unaware of this, she doesn't even care where she's being taken, and she has no intention of trying to resist the terrible end she is about to come.

Just disappear like that......

By the time his men had left with Thea, the air around Benedictas had a twist with a deep purple sheen. The man with long purple and black hair stepped out of thin air. But the archbishop already knew about it, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, and concentrated on arranging his grand and gorgeous robes.

"As a parent, is it so easy to abandon your own children?"

A haze flashed in Benedictas' eyes.

"I said, she's not my daughter! And, it sounds, you seem to be struggling? ”

The man paused and turned his face away. "I'm just asking."

The archbishop glanced at him, too lazy to debunk his obvious lie.

"But you're not afraid that your master will be angry with her?"

Benedictas' hand tightening his staff tightened for a moment, but he regained his composure almost immediately.

"I'm going to meet my honored guest."

"Looks like an eviction order?" The man said nonchalantly, "I'll just go." ”

"Have fun."

With that, the archbishop walked out with his staff in hand.

The man reached into the hairline of his forehead, and a twisted smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course...... It's a rare show......" His voice grew inaudible, and the man disappeared into thin air again. (To be continued.) )

PS: Sure enough, when you're older, you can't play trendy affairs, and almost all the red envelopes are taken away by people you don't know.

True love doesn't care about small money, right.

So I'd better code the word and actively update it.

By the way, can you guess who that guy is at the end?

In the planning of the new book, true lovers are welcome to join the group to flirt, ah no, it's a suggestion, another ...... If you are interested, you can also apply for a trick. According to the brainhole of this bacterium, the preconceived trick should be ...... It's going to be a lot, right? Well, that's still not guaranteed.

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