Countless spices wafted in the light, and Ferrante seemed to smell rosemary, although it was different from the red rosemary in the northeast of Tria, at the foot of the Canos Mountains, but he still remembered the noble ladies of Tria, who always had the custom of asking for a packet from the elders of the family, and then sewing it up and giving it to the boy of his choice.

"It's a big deal when I go back, I'll give Sophia a pack. Ferrante thought.

Ferrante's father was right, although the long sword was inlaid with rubies, it was a good sword after all, and the blade wrapped in light cut through the guard's body like tearing paper, and the red blood was evaporated the moment it touched Ferrante.

Ferrante was not as frightened and stunned as the first time he saw blood, and Sophia's bent hair scorched by the flames became the only reason for him to swing his sword at this time, and even the light in his heart had to give way to her.

The brown horse, which also emitted a glimmer of light, jumped up and stepped on it heavily, and the bluestone pavement was trampled out of two small pits, and then ran over all the way forward, quite a bit of the Chariot style of the Honoris Empire on the battlefield.

Under Ferrante's fierce and fearless power, and in the shock of Alena turning into light in the rear, Sears, who were mostly here to eat, soon panicked.

Even under the repeated urging of the clergy, more guards had begun to retreat, and in their eyes, those noble bloodline knight lords had never had such a battle as if they were possessed by gods.

In such a situation, Ferrante led the way, while fourteen young knights with swords in their hands cleared the obstacles on both sides of the road in different postures.

Slum on the tower wanted to laugh, because Madison was angry, so he really wanted to laugh, but the sharp pain in his throat could only turn his joy into a constant cough.

"Rush!" Madison sighed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stepped out of the tower with his arms outstretched, riding the wind to the ground.

Seeing that the brown horse under Ferrante's crotch had already stepped on the stake with one foot, Madison's black cuffs were flicked horizontally, and a wind that almost blew out the fire rack swept over in a few moments.

Ferrante's long sword was horizontal, and a faint light mask appeared in front of him, but it was shattered by a blow, and the whole person was knocked out along with the brown horse.

"Stupid! still young...... Cassia not far away shook his head, and his figure slowly disappeared into his seat.

Hiss!

Ferrante rolled over in the air, his sword slashing a spark across the bluestone pavement, and finally got down on one knee to support his retreating figure.

Then, Ferrante slowly raised his kowtow, although there was still a hint of determination in his eyes, most of them had become calm, his golden hair slid down his face, and he looked at Madison at the stake in a daze.

Knock, knock, knock! Madison's chest jumped without warning, as if a giant was beating his heart from inside.

He also looked directly into Ferrante's eyes, which were calm but seemed to have indescribable power.

Fear, for the first time since Madison became archbishopric, was genuinely fearful, not even in the face of the possibility that Pope Garcourt might find out that he was advocating for it.

It was as if he was no longer the archbishop admired by all people, and at this time he was like an ant, and those eyes were towering mountains, immovable as mountains, but majestic as the sea.

Poof, Madison spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the whole person slowly collapsed on the stake.

Ferrante then raised his head again, and looked all the way to the top of the tower of the Church of the Aeolian God, and his gaze seemed to pass through the obstacle and fell on Pope Garcourt.

At this time, Garcourt stood by the window in a daze, not moving, and the Anemo mask in his hand shone with cyan light.

It was only a few minutes before the battle began, and the Aeolus Church was already at a disadvantage with its guards.

Cassia's figure returned to the tavern once again, quietly taking a glass of wine.

Ferrante shook his head: "What's the matter, why am I stunned?"

Ferrante suddenly got up and looked towards the stake, only to see that Madison had fallen on it, he didn't think much about it, he stepped forward and cut the rope on Sophia and several knights, pulled Sophia and ran outside.

At this moment, the ball of light that Alena had transformed gradually disappeared, and with a bang, Alena's face fell to the ground without a trace of blood.

"Let's go!" Ferrante put her arm around Sophia, and waved her other hand at the fourteen teenagers, and everyone began to gather and retreat as quickly as possible.

Without Alena's help, they soon felt a sense of weakness in their bodies, and they had to leave at this time.

And just as the crowd was about to leave the street, Ferrante suddenly stopped and looked back at the place where the battle had just taken place.

At this time, the knights who had escaped from the predicament waved at them with smiles in their faces, and in the distance, a large number of elite capital guards were striding forward.

The knights picked up their spears from the ground, and like the red hazel trees of Tria, turned their backs to the people of Ferrante, and stood tall at the stake.

"Let's go!" Ferrante beckoned everyone to pick up the unconscious Alena with tears in her eyes, and turned to run outside.

Ferrante didn't know these knights, and although they were also members of the Holy Order, they wouldn't know all of them.

Even after many days of traveling together from Tria, the teenagers did not dare to communicate too much out of their usual fear of the instructors, and they did not even know the names of these knights.

"They're going to be heroes. ”

The abrupt voice rang in Ferrante's ears, and he looked up cautiously, and not far away, Cassia behind a long bundle of hair was nodding at them.

Cassia didn't open his mouth, but his voice still rang in Ferrante's ears: "Follow me, I'm Alena and Sophia's teacher." ”

Ferrante's eyes shrank, and she turned her head to look at Sophia and nodded at him, and then led the group towards Cassia Ming.

At this moment, a clergyman of the Aeolian Church suddenly rushed out of the shop next to the street, and raised his hand to hit Ferrante's back with a wind blade.

Cassia narrowed his eyes, the hand behind his back moved slightly, but he didn't take it out, because a strong man also rushed out of the shop, and suddenly pounced on the clergyman, causing the wind blade to deviate from its trajectory.

Without saying a word, one figure turned into two, one of which waved his hand, and a burst of light flashed, and Ferrante and the other teenagers disappeared in place.

The other figure walked towards the strong man, the clergyman had already fainted, except for having the wind attribute ability, when they did not activate their natural abilities, they were no different from ordinary people, and naturally they could not withstand the sneak attack of a strong man like a brown bear.

"What's your name?"

The strong man shook his head: "I've seen you, and I've seen those two girls, at the Maple Leaf Hotel." ”

"So...... Aren't you afraid of death, dare you help us here?" Cassia asked with a smile.

The strong man shook his head, bringing a burst of wine: "But they're still children, aren't they?"

"We are the enemies of the Anemo God. ”

"God doesn't lose his temper with a child, I don't know what God is, but God doesn't do that, at least not the Wind God...... Belch. ”

Cassia nodded, and instead of continuing, he secretly left a mark on the strong man, and then the figure dissipated in place.

Outside Sears, at a bend in the Kezi River, Cassia and the boys showed their forms, while the other priests had been waiting here for a long time.

They were still young and looked at Cassia in shock, but in the next moment, they read the reminder in the eyes of the girls, "Don't be surprised, just get used to it."

Cassia first looked at Alena and saw that she had just fainted, so he didn't worry anymore, but walked to the river, stretched out his hand and touched a bead into the Kezi River, and then saw a large boat emerge from the river.

Cassia nodded, thinking that this improvised gadget was quite useful, so he greeted the young men and girls behind him:

"Get on board and go back to Tria. ”

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The capital of the Kaiadil Empire, Tria, the royal palace

Located outside the main hall of His Majesty's political affairs, not a single attendant passed by here at this time, even the guards on duty were all evacuated, and the patrol posts were also ignored here.

Because no one dared to appear in the sight of His Majesty the King at this time.

At the entrance of the main hall, King Busse I of Keadir was sitting on the stone steps at the door, without the slightest image of the lord of the empire.

Behind him, Pope Carando of the Church of Light was carrying a mat and laying it on the ground, and then sat next to him.

I don't know if it's because of the environment, Bussei I, who is nearly sixty-five years old, is much younger than Carlando, although the two are only five years apart, but Busai I's physique is still strong.

"Carrando, if what you say is true, then you are taking a risk to arrange it like this. Bussey I said, shaking his head.

"No, not risky, and I didn't even plan on bringing Alena's kid back. ”

"Why?"

"She has the protection of the gods and will not have accidents, so I hope that she can grow up outside and not be carried away by the power of the moment. ”

Bussei I raised an eyebrow: "Your next successor has already been found?"

Carlando shook his head and gently rubbed his cold hands: "No, but the next appointment has been decided." ”

"Pope-woman, by virtue of this, Carando, you will be able to leave a ...... in the books of the Church No, the contents of two pages. "Bussey I compared his fingers.

"Callis, my dear brother, you say, what is the most important thing to govern the country?"

"Reasonable system, ministers, money, army. ”

"No, it's the nobodies, the people who only know mining, the people who move goods at the docks day and night, the people who only know how to farm all day long, my dear brother, they are the key to governing a country. ”

"It's not like a pope saying it. Busse I patted Carlando on the shoulder, "What is the most important thing to them, what is the noble?"

"That's what your majesty needs to think about. Carlando pushed away Busse I's hand, got up and took a breath, and walked out of the palace.

After descending the steps, Carlando suddenly turned his head to the side and said to Busse I:

"Calidor, this is the future path of the Empire, you better think about it, besides, I have served the Light for sixty years, and there will be at least five pieces of paper left for me in the books. ”

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